Bone age: one hundred.
Cultivation: Cinnabar Flow Realm.
Those few words exploded in the gray-robed steward's mind, kicking up towering waves.
He had thought the other party's talent might be somewhat heaven-defying...
But who the hell could have imagined it would be this heaven-defying!
In some respects, it was even more outrageous than that nineteen-year-old female Wandering Void Sea cultivator from yesterday!
Though many demons were unwilling to admit it, there was an iron law in the cultivation world.
The cultivation of most demons was exceedingly slow compared to that of humans.
What was more... a human at the Cinnabar Flow Realm at a hundred years old was already shocking enough to make heaven and earth tremble.
Let alone a hundred-year-old Cinnabar Flow demon?!
Who would dare believe in such an existence that shattered all common sense without seeing it with their own eyes?
"..."
The gray-robed steward took a deep breath.
After the immense shock, he did not lapse into blind ecstasy. Instead, he became even more cautious.
What if this Tiger Demon had used some heaven-reaching secret art and even fooled the fifth-grade Yellow Rank Pill-Measuring Ruler?
If he let success go to his head, rashly signed the contract, and released this enormous Merit—only to discover afterward that it had all been a setup...
Never mind whether he could keep his current position... even if he threw his life into it, he feared he would not even make a splash.
With that thought in mind.
He pondered for a moment, then slowly smiled. "Fellow Daoist, you truly know how to hide your light..."
Tiger Mountain God shrank back, looking flustered. "Th-then... I've finished the test, so that's enough, right? I told you, I'm not borrowing."
"Don't be in such a hurry."
The Cosmic Demon King grabbed Tiger Mountain