From the two devils, Xu Chunniang learned that the barrier between the Devil Realm and the Spirit Realm was exceptionally sturdy. Several Mahayana Stage Devil Emperors had to join forces just to barely open a tiny passage.
Maintaining that passage also required considerable effort.
Thus, there were not many Spirit Cultivators stranded in the Devil Realm. One might only be encountered every few decades, or even every few centuries.
For a Spirit Cultivator to survive in the Devil Realm, aside from attaching themselves to a powerful Devil King or even a Devil Emperor, the only path was to convert to the demonic path.
For in the Devil Realm, devil qi was everywhere, while spiritual qi was exceedingly scarce.
It was not impossible to convert devil qi into spiritual qi, but the conversion rate was far too slow. The tiny amount of spiritual qi obtained was simply not enough, much less enough to raise one's cultivation or break through a realm.
The two devils lowered their heads deeply and sincerely advised, "Fairy, with your strength, even if you convert to the demonic path, you would still earn the Feather Demon King's favor.
"If you need it, we can introduce you. The Devil Realm does not ask about one's origins, only one's strength. As long as you are strong enough, no one will look down on you because you were once a Spirit Cultivator."
"I appreciate your kindness."
Xu Chunniang turned to look at the three devil corpses nearby, found the mustard-seed spaces on their bodies, and removed them.
Witnessing this, the two devil cultivators exchanged uneasy looks.
They had already revealed everything they were supposed to. Would this Spirit Cultivator keep her promise and spare their lives?
But at that moment, both their souls suddenly throbbed with pain, and agony and