Chronicles of the Cultivating God
Chapter 5117

Zhuang Chen of the Devil Race

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Hmm, if that was the case, then when the selection came, I had to probe him properly. Perhaps there was a chance to join forces! Hmph, with the cultivation methods of my Myriad Monster Realm, could I really fail to buy over a human with demon spirit bloodline? Even if he was a true member of the Demon Race, would the Snow Wolf King's inheritance... not move his heart?

As she thought, Silver Wolf Yu Meiren unconsciously ran her scarlet tongue over her lips, looking rather hungry and thirsty.

Next door to Silver Wolf Yu Meiren was naturally Zhuang Chen, an early Nascent Soul cultivator. This seemingly honest, farmer-like Nascent Soul cultivator was sitting cross-legged behind a jade table, staring blankly at the spiritual fruits before him. Only after the time it took to finish a meal did he suddenly raise his head. Stretching out an arm, he released a strand of devilish sense that Xiao Hua found exceedingly familiar, sweeping it through the space. Then, with eerie strangeness, the cultivator's head rotated once upon his neck. A series of crisp cracking sounds rang out from his bones. Boom... Faint devilish qi surged from every part of Zhuang Chen's body. As it did, his human features slowly began to distort. Yet he did not dare act too recklessly. When his face grew ferocious, he stopped, then let out a long breath. Faint devilish flames poured forth with that breath!

"Damn it, I could finally catch my breath! This human shell was far too frail!" Zhuang Chen spoke, naturally, in the obscure language of the Devil Race. "I'd possessed this body for too long, and it felt far too burdensome! What the hell was Ji Peng doing? Why did he insist on a human Nascent Soul? Was he afraid I'd see

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