This was what Lu Qingshan was most curious about-and most worried about.
Surely they couldn't just whip up some black gas and call it demonic qi?
Although Lu Qingshan had never seen a Demon Cultivator himself, the Ancestors and Grand Supreme Elders of many sects were old monsters who had lived for thousands of years. They were certainly no strangers to demonic qi.
If he went there and failed to extort any money, only to get beaten to death on the spot, it would be his Junior Sister's reputation he disgraced!
Knowing his Junior Sister's temper, she might even give his corpse a good whipping afterward!
Since Lu Qingshan had already boarded the pirate ship, Chun Xiaobai stopped holding back. He turned his hand over, and a short blade wreathed in black mist instantly appeared in his palm!
"Holy shit!"
Lu Qingshan shuddered in fright and leaped backward, springing several yards away. He pointed at Chun Xiaobai, his tongue stumbling over itself.
"Y-you-you... you really are a demon!"
"Demon, my ass!" Chun Xiaobai waved his hand and put away the Black Flame Blade.
"I told you, it's just a Demonic Artifact that this great king happened to pick up."
"Y-you-you... no!" The last line of defense in Lu Qingshan's heart collapsed completely. He turned to flee.
"Go ahead," Chun Xiaobai said leisurely. "If this great king gets caught, I'll just insist that you're my accomplice."
"You!" Lu Qingshan froze mid-flight, his old face instantly turning as black as the bottom of a pot. He even felt the urge to fight this brat to the death!
"Oh, come on!" Seeing this, Chun Xiaobai put on a grinning face again and stepped forward to grab Lu Qingshan.
"Brother Lu, why are you so timid?"
"Didn't I tell you? In the Cultivation World,