"What happened?"
"Mo Shanmu? I seem to have heard that name somewhere."
"Isn't he the Sect Master of the Demon Mountain Sect? Why has he come to our Demonic Cultivation Alliance for help?"
"What exactly happened? Hurry and go take a look."
"Something huge seems to have happened."
"I've indeed heard of Mo Shanmu. He's the Sect Master of the Demon Mountain Sect and seems to be a Sage Realm expert. He's actually being hunted down?"
"Someone in the Demon Domain can actually hunt down a Sage Realm expert?"
"This is truly earth-shattering news!"
Discussion erupted in waves as countless members of the Demonic Cultivation Alliance were alarmed by the voice coming from the distant sky.
Someone was actually capable of pursuing a Sage Realm existence. To everyone, that was an exceedingly rare sight.
Everyone wanted to join in the excitement.
Inside one of the luxurious estates.
Elder Xu looked incredibly old. His grizzled beard hung all the way to his belly, and he appeared utterly decrepit.
In truth, how could someone with Sage Realm cultivation truly be old?
Yet his perpetually half-narrowed eyes were filled with sharp, wise glimmers.
Anyone who treated him like an ordinary old man would be gravely mistaken.
Elder Xu might have looked old, but the luxuries he enjoyed were beyond what ordinary people would dare imagine.
Behind him on either side, a young woman massaged his shoulders and arms. Before him, two more young girls massaged his legs.
Not far away, several other girls peeled fruit for him.
What made people burn with envy, jealousy, and hatred was that those girls even fed him with their mouths.
Such an extravagant scene would likely make countless young men want to rush forward and drown him in spit, one mouthful each.
As Elder Xu indulged himself,