Otherwise...
His reputation would be utterly ruined throughout the Tang Kingdom.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Amid waves of vibrations.
The Black Jade Flying Carriage flew straight into the heavens and soon disappeared from the cult grounds.
Only then did the Blood Rain Cult Disciples let out long sighs of relief. The stones hanging over their hearts finally dropped, and they were no longer as nervous as before.
Only the female disciples looked disappointed, their eyes full of resentment.
They...
Wanted to be conquered by the Demon Venerable too.
Even if they died because they could not withstand the Demon Venerable's killing intent, like the master of the Stone-Controlling Sect, they would willingly accept it.
To die beneath a peony was to remain a romantic even as a ghost.
The saying was equally true in reverse.
But they were just as tender, just as stunningly beautiful. Why would the Demon Venerable not spare them another glance? Could it really be as the outside rumors claimed-that the Demon Venerable liked other men's wives?
Thinking of the rumors circulating through the Cultivation World, their eyes shifted as though something had occurred to them, and they turned their gazes toward the many disciples in the cult.
These ugly people naturally did not deserve them, but if they could marry these men, forbid them from laying so much as a finger on them, and then offer themselves to the Demon Venerable, that seemed quite worthwhile too.
The Black Jade Flying Carriage flew toward the Capital City without pausing for a moment.
Ever since leaving the Blood Rain Cult, Fang Yang had been cultivating inside the Flying Carriage.
As for the others, they were outside, scheming against one another.
The Shadow Moon Convent had just passed through the Underworld River and suffered severe damage.
After attending