The Thousand-Year Demon King

After Mo Haosheng landed, his nose twitched slightly. He frowned in disgust. "The demon aura here is truly thick."

Luoshui Sect had been a righteous sect for a thousand years and bore a bitter, irreconcilable hatred toward demons and devils. The entire sect was the same. If any disciple colluded with the Demon Race, their cultivation would absolutely be abolished and they would be expelled from the mountain gate.

A female disciple beside him covered her mouth and laughed. "Senior Brother Mo, you were the one who wanted to come. If you handle this matter well, your connections will grow broader in the future. Then Senior Sister Wu will look at you in a different light."

At the mention of Senior Sister Wu, Mo Haosheng smiled, and the other Luoshui Sect disciples began to egg him on.

"Senior Sister Wu Qingyao is a genius Luoshui Sect sees only once in a thousand years. In the whole sect, only Senior Brother Mo is worthy of her!"

"Hahaha, I think it's a sure thing too, as long as we handle this matter properly."

"This Strange City has been under Senior Sister Wu's close watch."

"But we still need to be careful. Qiling Land is hiding quite a few Great Demons."

The disciples chatted and laughed, all looking relaxed. They were not nervous despite being in Qiling Land.

Before long, Principal Meng Jiebang carefully approached with a group of teachers and students.

They did not completely trust Mo Haosheng's words. They even worried that Mo Haosheng and the others might be demons in disguise.

But if it was true, then there was hope of being saved. That was why Meng Jiebang had brought only some of the teachers and students over.

"So handsome..."

In the crowd, a girl's eyes lit up. Mo Haosheng and the other male disciples of Luoshui Sect all carried themselves with extraordinary bearing. Tempered by cultivation and washed by spiritual energy, they were even more handsome than male celebrities of modern civilization.

A boy behind her said sourly, "Have you forgotten about the three battles against the White Bone Demon?"

"Huh? You mean they're..."

The girl jumped in fright and no longer dared to look at the Luoshui Sect disciples.

Su Yi stood on the balcony and watched quietly for a while before beginning to cultivate.

The Luoshui Sect disciples were all quite powerful. If he stared for too long, he would definitely draw their attention.

The most urgent matter was to absorb the Dragon Strength Pills as soon as possible!

The Red Blood Snake King's Demon Core should contain One Dragon Power. After all, he had been a Great Demon of one region. It would be just enough to make up Hundred Dragon Strength.

Meanwhile, Nan Xiaopao was still absorbing the tyrannical power of the Dragon Strength Pill.

Time swiftly passed.

By the afternoon, people began entering from outside Baiqiao University one after another, thoroughly confirming the truth that the entire city had been transported through time.

Tear—

Inside the dormitory, Nan Xiaopao, who was lying on the bed, suddenly had her clothes blown apart by the shockwaves, turning into strips of torn fabric. Her whole body was slick with hot sweat.

Su Yi, who had been cultivating, quickly turned his head. The moment he did, he saw Nan Xiaopao naked, and his face instantly flushed red. He hurriedly turned away again.

Nan Xiaopao slowly opened her eyes. A flash of golden light passed through them. Feeling the surging power within her body, she was instantly overjoyed. She hurriedly sat up, only then realizing in stunned horror that she was naked.

"Ah—"

Nan Xiaopao hurried to the bed beside her and burrowed beneath the blanket, burying her head inside like an ostrich.

Su Yi pretended not to hear or see anything and continued cultivating. Yet the image from earlier refused to leave his mind. The more he thought about it, the more an evil fire rose in his lower abdomen.

"Phew... phew..."

Su Yi tried hard to calm himself. To distract himself, he quickly took out his phone, wanting to see what the Emperor Su Sect was talking about.

Old Lord Qiyang had now become as much of a chatterbox as the Black Tiger Emperor, chatting away with great relish.

Black Tiger Emperor: Old fellow, has no Demon King emerged in your Qiling Land recently?

Old Lord Qiyang: No. The Purple Monarch Fox stole our fortune a hundred years ago.

Qingyan Devil Lord: Give it a rest. Qiling Land is clearly just too weak. You've been boasting about the Purple Monarch Fox for a hundred years, yet they never even took you seriously.

Wu Qingyao: Purple Monarch Fox? Is that the six-tailed purple fox born once every thousand years?

Su Yi quietly lurked in the chat, hoping to learn about the Desolate Ancient through their conversation. He had many questions he wanted to ask, but he was afraid of exposing his identity as a mortal.

After quite a while, Nan Xiaopao poked her head out from beneath the blanket. Seeing that Su Yi had not turned around, she quietly got up and dressed herself. Then she walked behind Su Yi, pinched his ear, and scolded coquettishly, "Speak! What did you see?"

Su Yi swiftly put away his phone and pretended to be in pain. "I didn't see anything!"

Nan Xiaopao looked completely unconvinced. Her eyes rolled, and she snorted. "Forget it. I'm going to become your wife anyway. It's not like I lose out if you saw me."

Sweat!

Su Yi did not know how to respond. He hurriedly coughed awkwardly. "You should get used to your strength first. I need to continue cultivating."

"Oh, right. The school is safe now, and an Immortal Gate has come to take in disciples. If you're bored, you can go out and have some fun."

Although he would not interact with the Luoshui Sect disciples, that did not stop Nan Xiaopao from going out.

The moment Nan Xiaopao heard that, interest appeared on her face. Covering her mouth, she smiled. "Then I won't disturb you."

She was also very interested in cultivation, but she had been too embarrassed to ask Su Yi about cultivation methods. Now that a sect had arrived, naturally her heart was moved.

Su Yi continued swallowing Dragon Strength Pills, while Nan Xiaopao began getting used to her new strength. Half an hour later, she cautiously walked out of the dormitory. Her strength was now too great—one gentle push could knock down a wall—so she had no choice but to be extremely careful.

At the same time, atop a mountain tens of thousands of miles away, several thousand black crows were gathered.

Below stood a ruined, ancient palace. Within its hall, a gray-robed old man with a goat's head and human body was cultivating. Beneath the stone steps before him lay dozens of skeletons, grim and terrifying. There was also a minor demon with only half its body left, twisting about with despair and numbness written across its face. Blood flowed beneath it, a ghastly sight.

The goat-headed old man was none other than the strongest being in Qiling Land, Old Lord Qiyang!

He had lived for several thousand years, a Great Demon!

Old Lord Qiyang appeared to be cultivating intently, but in truth, he was chatting endlessly within his mind.

It was not just him. In every Emperor Su Sect member's mind was an image of the group chat. With a mere thought, they could turn their words into text and send them out.

Even though Old Lord Qiyang had lived for thousands of years, he still found this method of communication incomparably novel.

Normally, it was difficult for him to communicate with disciples of the demonic path and righteous sects. Whenever they met, it was almost always a battle to the death.

Just then, a wild dog ran in and cried urgently, "Laojun! Laojun! This is bad! The Red Blood Snake King entered the Strange City without permission and died!"

The moment those words were spoken, Old Lord Qiyang abruptly opened his eyes. Terrifying killing intent shone from his narrow eyes.

"Red Blood is dead?"

Old Lord Qiyang flew into a rage. He did not have many Great Demons under his command. Whenever one died, his heart would ache.

Once a Demon Core was condensed, one could be called a Great Demon!

Those who climbed another step higher or possessed a vast force could be called Demon Kings!

Old Lord Qiyang was Qiling Land's true Demon King!

"Could it have been done by people from Luoshui Sect?"

Old Lord Qiyang muttered to himself. When the Strange City had first descended, he had inspected it. They were all mortals, with no one capable of rivaling the Red Blood Snake King. Only Luoshui Sect was possible.

"Hmph! They truly have no regard for me!"

Old Lord Qiyang slowly rose to his feet. His terrifying demon aura caused the entire mountain to shake violently.

The wild dog was so frightened that it lay prostrate on the ground, trembling. It did not even dare look into Old Lord Qiyang's eyes. In Qiling Land, Old Lord Qiyang was a tyrant, and he was equally cruel to his subordinates.

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