Chapter 196 Journey to the North The monster under his feet staggered towards an unknown direction. Until the two of them arrived at a tall stone building with a rather wild look. It looked very rough, yet somewhat familiar. And around the tall stone building, there are circles of regular tower-shaped bulges, less than two meters high. The mortals looked back and ducked into them. Ruan Xing watched all this and wanted to ask Mo Cijun, but there were still a few demon cultivators around, so he patiently waited until there was no one around before asking. Only after entering the building did Ruan Xing realize why it looked familiar. The interior of the building was hollow. It did not have seven or eight floors as she had imagined, but instead was directly elevated to the top. On the high walls are various hollow sculptures, and below are murals with incomprehensible patterns and figures painted with just a few strokes. Some are like religious temples. However, praying to gods and Buddhas is not popular among people in this world. All mortals know that the ones oppressing them are the high and mighty immortal cultivators, and the distance between them and them is only a spiritual bone. How can they expect mercy from gods and immortals? A male demon cultivator with a somewhat feminine appearance received them.
Through Mo Cijun's whispered introduction, Ruan Xing knew that this was one of the demon kings who had a long-term transaction with Wanbao Tower, Fang Chenghuan, who was in the Spirit Transformation Stage. "Master Mo San, please take a seat." Fang Chenghuan's eyes drifted coldly over Ruan Xing, revealing a polite smile, "Fairy, please take a seat as well." Upon hearing this, several of the Demon Lord's subordinates looked at each other and lowered their heads silently. Ruan Xing was a little surprised, but seeing that Mo Cijun didn't say anything, he sat down on the chair next to him without any hesitation. Isn't it the North where the strong are respected? Her current identity is just an attendant manager following behind Mo Cijun. How can she be on an equal footing with them? Although Ruan Xing had been cautious and wary of the very beautiful Demon Lord Chenghuan, he no longer looked at her afterwards, but focused on talking with Mo Cijun. The transaction between the two was not limited to spirit stones, but covered many things. Demon Lord Cheng Huan provided a certain amount of longevity pills, as well as some special medicinal materials and minerals that only grow on monsters in the North. What Mo Cijun exchanged were healing pills, calming pills and other elixirs, some magical instruments, as well as ordinary clothing, cloth, grains, vegetables and other items needed for mortal life. Ruan Xing silently estimated in his mind that a bottle of six longevity pills could be sold for at least 40,000 to 50,000 low-grade spirit stones per pill at the Wanbao Tower auction. If one encountered a cultivator in urgent need, one could get even more. Demon Lord Chenghuan provided two bottles, which were worth about 600,000. But the things he obtained were not particularly high-level or precious. Even though there were a large number of them, there were less than 200,000 in total. A large number of mortal items included in them were considered worthless in the other four states of Xianyuan Continent. The price is too different. No wonder Wanbaolou insisted on doing this business. It made a lot of money from this trip. Following the trading practices of previous years, the two did not say much. After confirming the quantity and type of items, they exchanged storage bags without even signing a contract between them. Demon Lord Chenghuan smiled and sent the two away, but on the way out, there was no demon beast mount to see him off. "Let's go to the next one." Mo Cijun said lightly. Ruan Xing now had the opportunity to ask about what had just happened, "What happened to those mortals? How could they let their residence be so close to the Demon Lord?" Mo Cijun answered the question irrelevantly: "You just saw it, right? The Demon Lord in the Spiritualization Stage is said to be a local lord, but in fact he only has a few dozen demon cultivators under his command." That temple-like building, in modern terms, means that 7,500 square meters of the 8,000 square meter house is occupied by the living room.
Really deformed. The dozens of demon cultivators under the Demon Lord are at least in the late foundation-building stage. It is impossible for them to live with mortals. Moreover, this demon king also raised several lizard monsters for transportation... She was suddenly startled, "Could those mortals be food for the monsters?" "What are you thinking?" Mo Cijun laughed, "If it's really food rations, mortals shouldn't live in houses, but in pig pens. I really didn't expect that you are more open-minded than the demon cultivators." Ruan Xing gave a somewhat stiff smile, "I just think that the methods used by demon cultivators are cruel, and there is nothing they can't do." "Indeed." Mo Cijun nodded in agreement, "Those mortals are indeed food, but they are not food for monsters." Mo Cijun looked at me with pity, "Demon Lord Cheng Huan bought enough food from me to feed 10,000 mortals for five years. You see, he only has a few subordinates, and he doesn't need to train disciples for himself. What's the point of raising so many mortals?" It can't be charity. He continued, "I don't know if you have noticed that there are almost no children among those mortals. Perhaps you also don't know that this Demon Lord Cheng Huan was once a disciple of a certain immortal sect eight hundred years ago. Because of his handsome appearance, he was abducted by a female demon to be her concubine. No one knows his previous name, but now, most of the demon cultivators in the northern border know that he is good at refining pills and weapons." "You mean... the raw material for the longevity pill is a mortal child!?" Ruan Xing had already realized what Mo Cijun meant. He was a little shocked, and then his expression became complicated. "He used to be a disciple of the Immortal Sect. Even if he fell into evil, how could he do such a shameless thing?" Ruan Xing herself is not a kind-hearted person. She always puts herself first in everything. If someone blocks her way, she will not be merciful. But she could never do such a thing as treating other people's lives as worthless, and she couldn't imagine what the person was thinking when doing such a thing. This is also one of the reasons why she has always been wary of the Demon Lord Xie Feng. "It's true that he was once a disciple of the Immortal Sect, but he is also a human being, and humans can change." Mo Cijun shook his head and talked about another thing, "You hid your cultivation, right?" Regarding this matter, Ruan Xing felt that Mo Cijun would know it sooner or later. Because she did not change her name, if Wanbaolou was willing to check her out, they would soon find out that there was a new and successful Nascent Soul cultivator named Ruan Xing in Nanzhou who had founded a sect called Fengling Yueying Sect. But Wanbaolou did not investigate her. Instead, the matter was brought up in the northern border. That is...she revealed something in front of Demon Lord Chenghuan just now. Ruan Xing pondered, "How did he know?" After her experiments in the simulator, the mask magic weapon she used to conceal her cultivation level was definitely able to deceive a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage. Besides, they didn't fight just now, so nothing was exposed. By the way... Mo Cijun said that Demon Lord Chenghuan is good at refining pills and weapons. The mask magic weapon that Xie Huai gave himself came from the Northern Territory. Maybe it was the work of this Demon Lord Chenghuan! Using his magic weapon in front of him, who knows if he can really tell. "No wonder he invited me to sit down." Ruan Xing murmured. "Yes, he saw through your cultivation. Your true cultivation should be between the Nascent Soul Perfection and the early stage of the Spiritualization." Mo Cijun said, "He invited you to sit with him. This move not only shows that he has seen through you, but also warns you. He may think that you concealed your cultivation and sneaked into the Northern Territory to do something. However, his attitude has made it clear that as long as it has nothing to do with him, he will not care. So he did not let his men bring monsters to send us, so as not to be involved."
"It turns out that it was because of me that I lost the privilege of being picked up and dropped off." Ruan Xing sighed. Mo Cijun smiled and said, "Yes, I was implicated by you, but it doesn't matter, the next one will be here soon." Both of them were moving at a fast pace, ignoring the terrible environment around them. In just a quarter of an hour, they had already arrived at another Demon Lord's territory. However, looking at the desolate scene in front of him, Ruan Xing was a little confused, "Is this demon king... so unrefined?" Many houses looked ramshackle, and there were no particularly obvious buildings that were superior to others. It was impossible to figure out where the Demon Lord lived, or maybe the Demon Lord liked to have fun with the people? At first glance, I almost thought I had accidentally entered the slums. However, there are very few mortals here, and most of them are skinny and look like they don't have much time left. It seems that without the great demon cultivators providing their value, mortals cannot survive normally in the North on their own. Ruan Xing turned his gaze away silently. Mo Cijun frowned, "The last time I came here was eight years ago. This is the territory of the Lion Mane Demon Lord..." He doesn't come every few years. But it comes when the time is needed. Before he could finish his words, a demon cultivator suddenly rushed out from a nearby Syrian-style house. He had the stench of coagulated blood on him, and without saying a word he attacked Mo Cijun. Unfortunately, his cultivation was too low and he was discovered by Mo Cijun before he could get close. He frowned and flicked his sleeves, and the demon cultivator flew out. However, Mo Cijun didn’t know what was going on with this evil cultivator, so he showed mercy and didn’t kill him immediately. The demon cultivator spat out a pool of blood, then lay on the ground in a strange posture with all fours, his body slightly leaning forward, staring at the two of them viciously and letting out a threatening growl. "It looks like it was left behind by the Lion-Maned Demon Lord... The demon cultivators under his command all have a primitive bestiality." Mo Cijun analyzed. Ruan Xing asked: "Can he still communicate?" "I don't know, let's try it." Mo Cijun said, and then he walked forward to approach the demon cultivator. A ball of light in his hand pressed down, pressing the demon cultivator to the ground. A look of pain and distortion appeared on his face, as if he was under great pressure. Mo Cijun asked, "Who are you?" He had lost hope, as it looked like this demon cultivator had more animality than humanity. But after waiting for a few seconds, the demon cultivator's eyes seemed to have regained some clarity. He made a hoarse sound in his throat and there was fear and pleading in his eyes. Seeing this, Mo Cijun loosened his grip a little. The expression on the demon cultivator's face turned into one of resentment again, and he shouted, "Immortal cultivator... How dare you come to the Northern Territory! This is my territory!"
"Your territory?" Mo Cijun repeated with amusement, "You should be the beast slave of Lion Mane Demon Lord, right? Where is Lion Mane Demon Lord?" The demon cultivator struggled and seemed unwilling to communicate with Mo Cijun, who was obviously a member of the Immortal Sect. But under the heavy pressure from Mo Cijun again. The demon cultivator finally gave in. He said in horror: "I said, I said... the Lion Mane Demon Lord died a few years ago..." A person in the Spirit Transformation Stage died so easily? Even his territory was not occupied by anyone else, otherwise these demon cultivators corrupted by animal nature would have been thrown into the City of Disorder long ago. Mo Cijun naturally didn't believe it, so he asked again, "How did he die?" “It’s the Holy Demon Lord, it’s the Holy Demon Lord… wuwu… he ate it all, he ate it all…” The demon cultivator began to cry crazily. He seemed to recall some extremely terrifying scene, and he covered his head and screamed loudly. Mo Cijun let him go, and the demon cultivator immediately ran away on all fours without looking back, disappearing from sight. This demon cultivator's words contain a lot of information. The Lion-Maned Demon Lord was eaten by the Holy Demon Lord? Looking back at Ruan Xing, Mo Cijun's expression became a little serious, "It seems that we have lost a customer." Ruan Xing also lowered his head and looked down in thought. There are almost no children in Demon Lord Chenghuan's territory, so the mortals of his generation will basically all die in less than ten years. The Lion's Mane Demon Lord was eaten by Xie Yao, probably because Xie Yao was preparing for the attack a few years later. Is it that the Lion-Maned Demon Lord disagrees to respond to Xie Yao’s call? If that's the case, the remaining customers may not have a good ending either. Perhaps Demon Lord Chenghuan was unwilling to send them here because he had already known the fate of Demon Lord Lionmane. At this moment, the son would probably laugh out loud in joy, thinking that the two of them had come to nothing. Mo Cijun no longer stayed where he was, and said simply and concisely: "Let's go to the next one." Things developed just as Ruan Xing had expected. Of the next four demon lords, three had already been deserted. After using gentle means to question the nearby demon cultivators, it was learned that all these demon lords were dead. The only remaining demon king waved his hand woodenly after seeing Mo Cijun, "No, I don't need it this time." There are too few mortals in his territory. There is no need to purchase supplies from Mo Cijun anymore. "These mortals are dying faster and faster." said Mo Cijun. "So, the war is really coming soon." Ruan Xing said, "Since you have already smelled its precursor, will you tell those sects about it?"
"Of course, but we can't predict when it will be. Besides, other sects may not believe us." The two left the last Demon Lord's territory and prepared to return to Chaos City. This trip delayed Ruan Xing's round trip by nearly ten days. She was already considering ending the simulation as soon as she left the City of Disorder. I just haven’t figured out how to tell Mo Cijun when I return to reality. Having witnessed the tragic scenes in the North, she didn't want to see it again. The two of them hurriedly moved towards the direction of Disorder City, but suddenly, two demon cultivators appeared and blocked their way. I thought it was another crazy demon cultivator like the beast slave. After all, neither of them did much disguise, and one could tell at a glance that they were immortal cultivators, whose styles were almost incompatible with the demon cultivators in the North. Even if he is not an immortal cultivator, he is most likely a high-level cultivator and we cannot afford to offend him. Thanks to Qing and Yue for the reward~ Thanks to Kandiska for the monthly ticket~