The wildcat demon skidded to a halt, all four limbs kicking.
By rights, low-ranking demon beasts would take the initiative to avoid high-ranking ones, but the wildcat demon watched Bai Yujun warily from several meters away, occasionally wrinkling its nose to sniff the air.
"A demon general, meow?"
Not bad. This cat could speak, and it even had that distinctive Southern Wasteland feline way of talking.
"I am a wild White Snake. I came to Green Wood Mountain for a look around. I mean no harm," Bai Yujun said, tilting her head.
Unexpectedly, the wildcat demon habitually tilted its head as well, staring curiously at the unfamiliar demon. It had confirmed that she was a demon; judging by those fangs and eyes, she truly was a monster.
Perhaps its memory was not very good. It scratched its head for quite a while before recalling how it was supposed to handle demons who came wandering through.
Ordinary demon beasts had their own small territories, as small as a pond or as large as a forest. Normally, they did not allow other fierce beasts to enter and seize their territory. But those under a Demon King's command, cultivating collectively, followed a different set of rules.
The demon beasts gathered in a designated area, digging burrows or building nests. They were not allowed to fight at will and had to obey the Demon King's orders. Though they might sometimes join great battles and face danger, like last time, they were safe most of the time. For demon beasts unsuited to combat, this was practically paradise. There were all kinds of benefits as well, and they might occasionally receive guidance or low-grade spirit herbs and spirit fruits.
The wildcat demon was merely a low-ranking demon beast that had only recently taken human form. The