"The Luminous Demon Grotto that specializes in forging fake registries?"
At first, seeing Xiao Chen act so mysteriously, the Nether Wolf's gaze narrowed. He had thought Xiao Chen was about to ask about some unfathomably profound place. Who would have expected it to be the Luminous Demon Grotto, known to everyone within a thousand miles?
The Luminous Demon Grotto, the Barren Mountain Demon Manor of Zhao Liuguang, the Saint-Handed Trickster General.
It had existed for a hundred years since its founding.
It had always profited through forgery.
Every so often, creatures from the Mortal World or fugitives guilty of heinous crimes came calling, spending vast sums to duplicate Nether Registries.
"Exactly. Demon brother, do you know its background?" Xiao Chen perked up.
"Zhao Liuguang, the Saint-Handed Trickster General, a rat clan spirit general, three hundred and forty-three years old this year..."
For Xiao Chen's ten thousand Nether Copper Coins, the Nether Wolf held nothing back, eager to lay bare every last scrap of Zhao Liuguang's past.
From the Nether Wolf, Xiao Chen learned that Zhao Liuguang was a rather rare and powerful inscription master. Not only could he forge Nether Registries, he could also inscribe spatial formations, sending people through illusory barriers and across mountains and rivers.
Since he had already spent the money, Xiao Chen followed the principle that it would be a waste not to ask, and inquired about the Demon Heaven Sect's disciple recruitment.
He did not know until he asked; once he did, he was thoroughly startled.
The Demon Heaven Sect recruited disciples once a year. Tomorrow at noon would be the Dustmote Peak Recruitment Ceremony.
If he missed tomorrow, even if he found someone, he would have to wait another year before entering the sect.
"I never expected the Demon Heaven Sect's recruitment day to