When Qin Fengming saw the demonic cultivator unleash two late Core Formation Puppets at the very start, his heart was thrown into turmoil. Although a late Core Formation Puppet could not truly do much to a late Core Formation cultivator.
It could still entangle its opponent.
If combined with a cultivator's attacks, it was no different from one person facing three cultivators of the same rank. Faced with such battle prowess, even a Peak Core Formation cultivator could only make himself scarce.
However, upon hearing that his opponent was called Poison Dragon Ascendant, Qin Fengming's thoughts raced, and he was able to determine that this demonic cultivator was none other than Martial Uncle Zhuang Daoming's sole disciple.
As for the fact that this senior brother before him was a demonic cultivator, Qin Fengming did not care much.
Manghuang Mountain was a neutral sect to begin with, and there were quite a few demonic cultivators among its disciples. To cultivators, demonic cultivators were not necessarily all cruel and bloodthirsty, just as the hands of orthodox cultivators were not necessarily unstained by blood.
Cultivators defied Heaven in their actions, and good and evil could change in the blink of an eye. To distinguish demonic cultivators from orthodox cultivators by good and bad was simply too shallow.
Since Poison Dragon Ascendant before him had been accepted by Martial Uncle as a disciple, that alone was enough to show that he was not a treacherous and wicked person. Thus, Qin Fengming had spoken frankly and acknowledged this senior brother before him with a bow.
"Heh heh. I never thought Junior Disciple Brother would actually advance to the Core Formation stage. What wonderful news. When Senior Brother entered the Sky Flame Mountain Range back then, I heard that Junior Brother had also entered this place