Another demonic cultivator! There were actually three of them!
Chi Yu nervously scanned his surroundings but saw no sign of Mingxin or Qingxuan.
Had he been overthinking it? They weren't going to steal this kill?
Elsewhere, Qingxuan held Mingxin back and warned him again, "Don't compete with Senior Brother Xuanji. Let him have these three Demon Cultivators. You absolutely mustn't clash with Senior Brother Xuanji again."
Mingxin said reluctantly, "But a Nascent Soul Stage demonic cultivator is no use at all for his mission. He clearly only needs to kill a demonic cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining!"
Qingxuan said, "We've killed enough. Let him have these three."
Although they hadn't killed any Demon Cultivators, the streets had been full of cultivators infected with demonic qi. They had exploited a loophole and killed enough cultivators, which their mission tokens had accepted—but after Xuanji used his art and dispersed the demonic qi, that loophole had promptly been closed.
Mingxin could only say quietly, "I understand."
He looked toward the horizon. Reason returned, and he said softly, "He really is incredible. He can even kill Nascent Soul Stage Demon Cultivators. I won't oppose him anymore."
Qingxuan sighed. "Senior Brother, I'm glad you understand. He is the Future Buddha-son, after all, and has already tempered a Buddha Bone within his body. He naturally suppresses Demon Cultivators. If we rashly stepped forward and got infected with demonic qi, we'd have to beg him to help us—but Senior Brother, do you think he would save us?"
Mingxin said, "No."
Qingxuan's gaze was deep and unfathomable. "There you have it."
The last demonic cultivator became a pile of chunks that fell from the sky.
Xie Xiyi flew down from the sky and stood before the window. He was drenched in blood, with spatters