Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils

Seeing this, Nalan Sheng first put away the black card, then lifted the lid off the wine jar.

Gulp!

The instant the lid came off, a bloody scent mingled with medicinal fragrance rushed into Nalan Sheng's nostrils, making him swallow instinctively.

Perhaps because the Six Vault Immortal Thief heightened its practitioner's appetite, the more precious a treasure of heaven and earth was, the more delicious it seemed to Nalan Sheng.

"Glug, glug, glug..."

Inhaling that enticing medicinal fragrance, Nalan Sheng pursed his lips, picked up the wine jar, and began drinking deeply of the treasure snake blood.

As the warm, pungent treasure snake blood entered his stomach, Nalan Sheng felt a current of heat spread from his lower abdomen, sweeping through his limbs and bones.

A gleam flashed through Nalan Sheng's eyes. He immediately circulated the Jinglei Formula at full power, refining the medicinal potency contained in the treasure snake blood.

After more than an hour of refining it with all his strength, Nalan Sheng finally absorbed the last trace of medicinal potency from the treasure snake blood. His cultivation also advanced from Six-Star Dou Zhe to Eight-Star Dou Zhe.

After briefly adjusting to his sudden increase in cultivation, Nalan Sheng turned his attention to his character status panel.

[Host: Nalan Sheng]

[Age: 15]

[Cultivation: Eight-Star Dou Zhe]

[Secondary profession: Tier-One Alchemist]

[Cultivation method: Jinglei Formula (Perfection)]

[Dou techniques: Wood Release: Four-Pillar House (Beginner: 25/1000)+, Six Vault Immortal Thief (Major Accomplishment: 583/12000)+, Benlei Palm (Major Accomplishment: 2679/12000)+, Lightning Divine Movement Technique (Major Accomplishment: 3156/12000)+, Water Clone Technique (Perfection), Purple Cloud Wings]

[Devil Fruit: Flame-Flame Fruit]

[Summons: Shadow Ninja (10)]

[Items: Unlimited-Edition Desert Eagle, Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils Instance Card, A1-Rank Laser Gun, Demon Slayer Instance Card]

[Villain points: 18298]

After staring at his character status panel for a while, Nalan Sheng ultimately took out the [Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils Instance Card].

Since instance worlds were real worlds too, if Nalan Sheng accidentally died in one, he would truly die. Thus, he decided to first gain some experience in the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils instance world.

After all, the strongest figure in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils was the Sweeper Monk, who lived in seclusion in the Shaolin Temple's Scripture Pavilion.

Although the Sweeper Monk was quite powerful, on the Dou Qi Continent, he would at most be equivalent to a Da Dou Shi.

Even without using a devastating weapon like the [A1-Rank Laser Gun], Nalan Sheng was confident he could defeat the Sweeper Monk with the Flame-Flame Fruit's abilities alone.

Demon Slayer was another matter. Whether it was the Hashira or the Twelve Kizuki, the strength they displayed far surpassed the Sweeper Monk's.

Nalan Sheng was no destined protagonist. Fighting stronger opponents while weak did not suit him. As a destined great villain, he much preferred crushing the weak with overwhelming strength.

Activate!

At Nalan Sheng's silent command, the [Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils Instance Card] in his hand turned into a ball of white light, enveloping him completely and making him vanish into thin air.

In the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils instance world, within a dense forest rarely visited by humans.

Swish!!!

With a flash of white light, Nalan Sheng appeared out of thin air in the forest, dressed in a black robe.

The natural energy in this world really is thin. It probably doesn't even amount to one percent of what the Dou Qi Continent has.

Sensing the utterly barren natural energy around him, Nalan Sheng could not help shaking his head inwardly. "Oh well... I should figure out where I am first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of flaming wings spanning more than three meters suddenly spread out behind him.

These flaming wings were a flight ability Nalan Sheng had developed using the Flame-Flame Fruit, with the Purple Cloud Wings as their foundation. Their name-Fire Cloud Wings!

Since the Fire Cloud Wings consumed stamina while the Purple Cloud Wings consumed dou qi, he could use both at once, allowing him to unleash even greater flight speed.

Whoosh!

The Fire Cloud Wings behind Nalan Sheng beat powerfully, and he shot into the sky, reaching an altitude of three hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

As the saying went, the higher you stood, the farther you could see.

From three hundred meters above the ground, Nalan Sheng needed only a glance around to take in the scenery for hundreds of kilometers.

Soon, Nalan Sheng spotted a cluster of buildings built against a mountain. The straight-line distance between him and the buildings was less than fifty kilometers.

Seeing this, Nalan Sheng immediately beat his Fire Cloud Wings, becoming a streak of red light as he sped toward the mountain where the buildings stood.

Meanwhile, in a hollow on that mountain, a group of people was surrounding and attacking a young man and woman.

The man wore a blue robe and looked eighteen or nineteen. He had handsome features and exuded the air of a frail scholar.

The girl was cute, with twin ponytails and a long green dress. She looked sixteen or seventeen and had a lively, mischievous air.

Among their attackers, only the leader was a scrawny old man with a goatee. All the others were burly men.

Normally, the young man and woman would have long since been subdued by so many attackers, but the girl with twin ponytails had raised an exotic beast.

Although the beast looked like nothing more than a small white marten about a foot long, it ran as swiftly as lightning, and its bite carried a deadly poison.

Every man bitten by the beast either fell rolling on the ground or curled into a ball.

Seeing how troublesome the beast was, the goateed old man suddenly devised a vicious scheme and shouted, "Shovel dirt over them! Bury these two brats who don't know what's good for them alive, along with that venomous marten!"

At his command, the remaining men hurriedly raised the herb hoes they carried, dug up clods of dirt, and flung them toward the girl and her companion.

Because the blue-robed young man knew no martial arts, the girl could not dodge the dirt while protecting him. She could only be buried alive alongside him.

"Keep them both alive! Don't cover their heads or faces!"

Glancing at the gang members lying on the ground and wailing, the goateed old man's expression shifted slightly, and he hurriedly reminded those still standing.

With everyone working together, the dirt soon reached the pair's necks, pinning them firmly in place with only their heads exposed.

The goateed old man walked up to the girl and asked menacingly, "Little girl, do you want to die or live?"

"Of-

course I want to live!"

Without a moment's hesitation, the girl said, "Besides, if you kill me and Brother Duan, those fellows bitten by the Lightning Marten won't live either."

"Since you want to live, hurry up and hand over the antidote for the marten's poison. I can spare your lives."

The goateed old man was no fool. Since the girl had raised such a formidable Lightning Marten, her background was probably no ordinary one either. Naturally, he would not rashly kill her and needlessly provoke an unknown, powerful enemy.