Demon Venerable, Cultivation Sect

"Why do I feel like something's a little... off? Or is it just because of that situation that things ended up like this?"

The two of them had worked so hard over there for so long. If they still couldn't do as well as the little fellow who had been taken out, they would truly die of anger.

"Master, don't overthink it. You're already amazing."

Perhaps because it had spent too long with Lin Feng and the others, the little fellow had even learned to say a few flattering words.

After absorbing those powers, the Demon Venerable did not go looking for trouble with the Cultivation Sect disciples. He merely practiced diligently on his own.

Because he knew that if it came down to personal reasons alone—

Or a lack of strength—then with his strength and circumstances, he would only end up as a defeated soul beneath someone else's blade.

"So what exactly caused it back then? We can't let this one exceptional case make everything else worse."

At first, he had thought the current state of affairs was quite reasonable. But once he thought it through, he realized it was utterly damned.

"The little fellow's speed is actually faster than ours. I'm honestly impressed. If I'd known things would turn out like this, I wouldn't have wasted time digging around there no matter what."

In any case, if there was a way to slack off, why not slack off? It was just that he still felt uncomfortable about it.

"Let's get out first. There's no need to fuss over this right now, and compared with before, isn't this already much better?"

When he had gone out to gain experience with Qi Lei before, things had been far worse than this. The two of them had both survived just fine;