The Demon Venerable's Eye
Xiaoyaozi smiled faintly. "It's true. The boy is, after all, a descendant of True Lord Tian Xu. It's no surprise he has this talent."
A flash of surprise crossed Mu Yuanzi's eyes, and he asked excitedly, "So Fellow Daoist Xiao has mastered a Spirit Domain?"
"Fellow Daoist Mu, you flatter me. I've only touched the edges of it," Xiaoyaozi replied modestly.
The cultivators present were half-convinced. In any case, since Shi Yue's disciple had mastered a Pseudo Spirit Domain, his master, Xiaoyaozi, was sure to be even more formidable.
Seeing that Xiaoyaozi was unwilling to say more, Mu Yuanzi felt a little disappointed, but he didn't press the matter.
Before long, the conversation turned to the Devil Race.
The cultivators held differing attitudes toward the Devil Race. Rogue Cultivators like the Black-robed Old Man didn't care one way or the other. Even after more than a hundred thousand years of recuperation, the Devil Race had only regained some of its strength. Restoring its power to its peak was utterly impossible, especially since it had lost its home, Demon Burial Star.
The Devil Race needed vast amounts of True Demonic Qi to cultivate. It was no exaggeration to say that managing to nurture three Mahayana Stage members of the Devil Race despite the Five Great Immortal Clans' relentless pursuit and blockade was already quite an achievement.
The factions led by Ximen Laijun and other vested interests naturally couldn't tolerate the Devil Race. It could only threaten their interests.
Setting aside the fact that Shi Yue had snatched the Devil Race's Pseudo Immortal Artifact, his identity as a descendant of True Lord Tian Xu was enough to make him unwilling to tolerate the Devil Race.
Xiaoyaozi also sided with Ximen Laijun. Immortal Herb Palace was developing well and