Chapter 189 No Friendship, Only Interests "You..." Ruan Xing was speechless, "Are you so sure?" The Demon Lord nodded, "Yes, you told me before that food would be delivered to your door. I guess this is it." The two demon cultivators were horrified when they heard this conversation. The female cultivator looked at the two men tremblingly, and said tremblingly: "Sect Master, you, you are not a righteous cultivator..." The Demon Lord grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. The stitches on them were the color of dried blood. "Your eyesight is not good. Don't go out carelessly in the future. However, you don't have a future either." The Demon Lord used his skills to devour the two people into his stomach, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction. As the speed of refining increased, the Yin energy on his body became more and more dense. After a while, it seemed to have reached a critical point, and finally a small qualitative change occurred. The Demon Lord’s strength has reached the early Nascent Soul stage. He felt a little regretful, "I have only recovered this much."
This is far from his strength when he was alive. "Be content. I will never let you out of my control again." Ruan Xing said mercilessly. She looked at the Demon Lord, and what came to her mind were the memories that the Xumi Realm had allowed her to see. So he thought for a moment and used the magic of shapeshifting to take on the appearance of that woman. The moment her transformation was completed, a look of surprise flashed across the Demon Lord's eyes. "It seems you know this person." Ruan Xing sighed. "What a coincidence, the appearance you are using now is that of one of my junior sisters, but you shouldn't have met her, right? She may have died a long time ago." Xie Feng was a little confused. "You can't turn your face and deny it after the meal. Tell me in detail." Xie Feng curled his lips, "There's nothing much to say. My master is a big devil. She was my master's little disciple, named Xie Yao. We agreed that we had no blood relationship. All of us orphans took our master's last name. Unfortunately, my master was killed by me within two days of joining the sect. After that, I drove away all my fellow disciples. Later, I heard that she was out there using my name from time to time. I was too lazy to care and didn't pay any attention to her. The last time I saw her was during the Xiantai War. By then, she seemed to have reached the Golden Core stage, right?" "So that's how it is." Ruan Xing said, "I didn't expect you to be so kind as to spare your fellow apprentices." If it weren't for Xie Feng's sudden kindness, there might not be the Sumeru Realm today. "Alas, I was young at that time and looked down upon their low cultivation base. I didn't expect that now...tsk tsk." Xie Feng shook his head dejectedly. Ruan Xing waved his hand to dispel the illusion spell, "What do you think, if Xie Yao is still alive now?" "How is that possible?" Xie Feng sneered, "It's been so many years. If she is still alive now, wouldn't she have already returned to the abyss? Those who can become the Demon Lord have all rolled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. She is not cruel enough." Ruan Xing silently estimated in his mind that from the battle at Xiantai to the present, it has been about five or six thousand years. Because the history of that time was covered up by many sects, and the Fairy Demon King and Xumi Tree who witnessed the incident were trapped somewhere and did not know the movement of the heaven, earth, sun and moon, so the exact time could not be determined, but in short, the error would not exceed one thousand. The life span of the foundation-building stage is 200 years, the life span of the golden elixir stage is 500 years, the life span of the Nascent Soul stage is 1,000 years, the life span of the Spirit Transformation stage is 2,000 years, and the life span of the Return to the Abyss stage is 5,000 years, plus the life-extending pills. Xie Yao had just reached the Golden Core stage during the Battle of Xiantai. It is possible that he has lived to be over 5,000 years old now. However, she probably doesn't have many years left, otherwise she wouldn't be so anxious to attack Nanzhou directly ten years later. “Maybe your eyesight isn’t that good either.” Ruan Xing said with a smile, “Just now those two demon cultivators told me that they serve under the name of the Holy Demon Lord, and the current Holy Demon Lord is named Xie Yao.”
Xie Feng's expression changed. "Fortunately, I didn't go to the Northern Territory. Otherwise, I would have to make a living in front of the ants of the past. This would be too embarrassing." No, you look so serious, but this is what you are thinking about? Ruan Xing rolled her eyes in annoyance, "She is asking me for the Xumi tree now." "If you want it, just take it. What does it have to do with me? Your Sumeru Tree is so precious, and I can't even see it until now." Xie Feng said indifferently. "I won't give her the Xumi Tree, but you also said that she must have reached the Guixu Stage by now. I'm also afraid that she will come to Nanzhou regardless of everything. Otherwise, you can go to the North Territory on my behalf and plead for her? Anyway, you are brothers and sisters, so you have a good relationship." Ruan Xing asked tentatively with a smile. What if Xie Feng and Xie Yao are not like he said, but have a good relationship? Then Xie Feng would definitely do something like "Please come this way, Madam Madam" to invite a wolf into the house. "I won't go." Xie Feng said, "There is no friendship between demon cultivators, they only care about interests." Seeing that there was no flaw in Xie Feng's expression, Ruan Xing temporarily let down his guard. Then the real-life simulation ended. [End of simulation] The square was empty. Hu San stepped aside to make room for Ruan Xing and the two demon cultivators to talk. Ruan Xing walked forward and looked at the two of them. At this time, there was still a bit of arrogance in the expressions of the two demon cultivators. She said without any further ado, "Want to see the Xumi tree? Impossible." The female cultivator was shocked. She didn't expect Ruan Xing to not give her any chance to negotiate. But she still suppressed her anger and smiled, "We came here to see the Sect Master with sincerity..." Ruan Xing's eyes were filled with sarcasm. "What sincerity? The sincerity of bragging about your identity as a demon cultivator in front of our sect's mountain gate? Go back and tell Xie Yao that this sincerity is not enough." Upon hearing this, the female cultivator was stunned on the spot. The North has kept a low profile for the past few hundred years. He seldom sets foot in the Immortal Sect's headquarters, and the name of the Saint Demon Lord is only circulated among the internal population. How did the leader of the Fengling Yueying Sect know the name of the Saint Demon Lord? Which faction does she belong to? The more she thought about it, the more frightened she felt. She could only force a smile and said, "It is our fault for being rude. Please don't blame me, Sect Master. I can't tell you this to Saint Demon Lord. Why don't you tell me your conditions? After all, we have the same goal, which is for the Xumi Tree. If you can find a way to make the Xumi Tree grow again, Saint Demon Lord will definitely support you." "Okay, then you go back and tell Xie Yao that the Sumeru Tree now needs the most important step, which is the two islands that were originally connected by the fairy platform. But now, the islands are floating in the air above Zhongzhou. What should we do?" Ruan Xing said meaningfully. The female cultivator lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then said, "Okay, Sect Master, just wait for my news. However, it is quite troublesome to travel between the Northern Territory and the Southern Province. I am afraid it will be a long time before we meet again." The female cultivator had said the same thing last time. I don’t know what means they use, but this method should be time-limited. They will definitely not be able to come to Nanzhou again within a few years. Ruan Xing nodded proudly.
The two demon cultivators no longer looked down on Ruan Xing as they did when they came. They bowed their heads respectfully and bowed to Ruan Xing, preparing to leave. But Ruan Xing stretched out his hand to block his way. She moved her fingers back and forth. "The Fengling Yueying Sect is not a place where you can come and go as you please. You can leave, but he has to stay." "But! We have a friendly and cooperative trading relationship..." The female cultivator had a forced smile on her face, "Besides, leaving him, a demon cultivator, in the sect master's territory will also be a trouble for the sect master." As soon as she thought of it, her magical power was activated without warning. She squeezed her palms, and the male cultivator flew into her hands with a look of horror on his face. He had no place to use his magic power, and his neck was strangled by Ruan Xing. "It's not a problem now." Ruan Xing said lightly. The female cultivator looked at Ruan Xing deeply and said, "…Goodbye." She put on a gray robe, which instantly concealed her stunning appearance, and followed Hu San down the mountain. Ruan Xing lowered her eyes. This magic weapon... was similar to the mask magic weapon that Xie Huai gave her. Perhaps because the demon cultivators were weak and shameful, they developed this kind of magical weapon to make it easier for them to travel. Just now, she acted extremely strong in front of the evil cultivator in order to make the female cultivator misunderstand her identity as in the simulation, and called out Xie Yao's name and raised a very difficult question to solve. If Xie Yao was really fooled, then the one that would be invaded ten years later might not be Nanzhou but Zhongzhou. This would give her more breathing time. Moreover, Zhongzhou is not an easy bone to chew. There are many cultivators with high cultivation levels. Xie Yao’s army of demon cultivators might also suffer heavy casualties. If Xie Yao doesn't believe it and still attacks Nanzhou, it doesn't matter. By then, the Fengling Yueying Sect will change its name, hide the immortal disciples inside, and show the demon disciples outside, and they can still get away with it. Thoughts flashed through his mind one by one, and Ruan Xing called Xie Feng over through the mind link. Xie Feng rode his Snake and appeared in the square. When he saw the corpse on the ground, his eyes lit up and he said, "There's something delicious!" Then he looked disappointed, "Only one." "It's good enough to have one. Why are you so picky?" Ruan Xing glanced at him. Xie Feng patted his chest to comfort himself, "That's OK, it's better than nothing." He was starving for the past three years. Of course, it’s not hunger in the physical sense, but hunger in the spiritual sense. Because of the existence of the devouring technique, he can devour everything and convert it into his own use. But after getting used to it, if he hasn't eaten for a long time, he will feel uncomfortable. He used his skills to swallow it and began to refine it. Ruan Xing watched silently and waited for a moment. The Yin energy in the Demon Lord's body still maintained the golden elixir perfection. I nodded silently in my heart. Yes, this time only one was left, and the Demon Lord’s cultivation was also controlled, preventing him from breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage. After eating, the Demon Lord blinked with an unsatisfied look and looked at Ruan Xing. Ruan Xing tilted his head, "What?"
"You give me good food just to make me behave myself, don't you?" Xie Feng said as a matter of course, "Tell me, what do you want to know, or what do you want me to do?" Xie Feng has already realized that his role in Ruan Xing's affairs is becoming less and less important. Pretty good. However, Ruan Xing had already asked all the questions that needed to be asked in the simulation. She didn't want to say anything else about Xie Yao now, and didn't want Xie Feng to know the news from the northern border. So he said, "Don't worry, let's talk about it next time." She stretched and turned back to the main hall. Xie Feng's eyes became deep, as if he was thinking about something. This little girl... is a little weird today. …… A woman in a gray robe came out of the bottomless canyon stepping on a thick chain. He straightened his collar and hurried into the huge underground palace made of square stones and blue rocks. There were eerie candlelight flickering on both sides of the wide passage, and one could smell the dark, cold, bloody smell as one walked through it. The murals on both sides of the wall have an old historical atmosphere. If you look at them for a long time, you will feel a dull pain in your sea of consciousness. After passing through countless intricate passages, the woman finally arrived at the door of a cave. The cave had no door, but was covered by a curtain made of green beads strung together. The woman stretched out her hand and condensed a ball of faint white light in her palm, as if she had matched some secret code with the bead curtain, and the bead curtain slowly opened from both sides. The woman walked in, but did not go near the innermost part. Instead, she knelt on one knee at the door, humbly and piously, "Your subordinate greets the Holy Demon Lord!" A clear female voice came from inside, "Why are you the only one back?" Xie Yao leaned on the pillow, with thick and soft monster fur beneath her. She was not extremely beautiful, but she had a unique charm. But his whole body exuded a sense of mature fatigue. She played with her hair. Although her hair was still black, she looked old. The woman trembled with excitement, "My subordinates were incompetent. Takuna... was killed." Hearing this, Xie Yao straightened up slightly and frowned, "How dare you kill my people? What's going on?" The woman took a breath awkwardly and quickly told everything that had happened to her in Nanzhou. She was vague when describing some of the disrespectful words that Ruan Xing had said. "It sounds like the person you're talking about knows me." Xie Yao said calmly, "Shui Linglong, you know the consequences of lying to me." Shui Linglong crouched low and said timidly, "I dare not lie to you, and every word I say is true!" Xie Yao lowered his eyes and began to wonder which old acquaintance it was. She hasn't set foot on the land of the Immortal Sect for nearly two thousand years. Two thousand years ago, among the other cultivators she knew in Zhongzhou and Nanzhou, were there such people?
Seeing Xie Yao frowning and thinking for a long time, Shui Linglong boldly said: "Maybe she didn't use her real name and appearance." Xie Yao's memories of thousands of years were too complicated. If there were only a few people she had met a few times, there would be too many of them to check them all out. Moreover, she had no idea whether those people had lived for more than two thousand years. "Maybe." Xie Yao sighed, "You step back first." She needed to think carefully about whether or not she should trust that 'old acquaintance' she didn't remember. Shui Linglong retreated fearfully from inside, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the bead curtain closed. It seems that the Saint Demon Lord is in a good mood today and did not even mention punishing her. She walked out of the passage, but began to worry again, "Attacking Nanzhou is feasible. We have to go there every thirty years or so. The northern border has the most information about Nanzhou, and we have some understanding of each sect. There are no sects that are particularly powerful. But if the Saint Demon Lord really intends to attack Zhongzhou, what should we do?" If they were to clash head-on like this, the demon cultivators in the northern border would not be very united to begin with, and they would probably scatter and flee if thousands of them died. She was thinking about something and wasn't paying much attention while walking. Suddenly, a person appeared in front of her and she almost bumped into him. After seeing who the man in blue was, he quickly bowed his head and apologized, "Your Highness, I was distracted just now." The man in front of her was very mysterious. He was obviously only in the late Jindan stage of cultivation. In front of the Saint Demon Lord, he was just a consumable minion. But as soon as he appeared, he was taken extremely seriously by the Saint Demon Lord. The reason why Shui Linglong has been able to stay safe and sound by the side of the Saint Demon Lord for so long is not only because she is efficient and can please the Saint Demon Lord, but also because she is well-informed. It is said that this prince is related to the Holy Demon Lord! Although most demon cultivators do not care much about their bloodline descendants and are the kind of people who do not recognize their relatives, there are also some who do. Shui Linglong guessed in her heart that the Saint Demon Lord is the latter. "It's okay." The man shook his head. "You just came back from Nanzhou?" "Yes." The Holy Demon Lord had almost no secrets from this prince, so when he asked, Shui Linglong told him everything. The man's eyes became a little strange. He chewed the name gently in his mouth, "You said that the Fengling Yueying Sect that swallowed up Liuyang Study, their leader is called Ruan Xing?" "Your Highness, do you know him?" Shui Linglong asked. The man smiled and denied, "No, I don't know him." Thanks to book friend 20240723161708159 for your monthly ticket~ Thanks to Wen Yuxiu for the monthly ticket~