"Back then, most powerful cultivators never lived to reach the realms they should have attained. Do you know why?"
A long time had passed at the Zixiao Palace Affiliated Academy since the associate professor, a Fourth Tier Primordial Origin Golden Immortal of the Devil Dao, had frightened the students.
In the end, that Fourth Tier Primordial Origin Golden Immortal of the Devil Dao was a Heavenly Demon Lord of the Heart Demon Race who had concealed his identity exceedingly well.
He had been specially hired to teach these future pillars of the Primordial World, who rarely encountered the Demon Race.
He had successfully taught these cultivators something about the Demon Race and how to deal with them.
Along the way, he had also put in a good word for just how wonderful the Demon Race was.
Not that many of the student cultivators believed him.
So that statement needed some qualification.
Among the entire group,
there was Qinghen, the Devil Dao Human cultivator who already had some ties to the Devil Dao, as well as two students from the Asura Tribe and five from the Asura Race.
Apart from them, after he finally dismissed the class,
his parting remark that anyone interested in the Demon Race could come find him had achieved absolutely nothing.
But for that Heavenly Demon Lord of the Demon Race, this was actually a fairly good outcome.
After all, his fundamental purpose in coming here had never been to draw these future pillars of the Primordial World into cultivating the Devil Dao.
Strictly speaking,
he had never intended to teach them certain true beliefs of the Demon Race, either.
He had been entirely earnest when teaching them how to guard against the Demon Race, along with some of their characteristics, customs, and requirements.
After all, these