"I wonder what exactly Old Demon wants those three to do. Have them steal cultivation methods in the Evil Water Region? If I run into Fan Zhongkun, I really want to kill him," Demon Phoenix continued.
"Let's go. We need to keep moving." Huang Xiao did not want to say any more. "Fan Tianhui, follow us yourself."
"Thank you, seniors," Fan Tianhui said gratefully.
The closer the three of them came to the Evil Water Region, the stronger the people of the Jianghu they encountered became.
There were many Heavenly Evil Sect disciples, and they generally patrolled Yizhou in groups of three to five.
If they encountered lone people of the Jianghu, or those they thought they could kill, they would attack.
Because Huang Xiao had concealed his aura, several squads of Heavenly Evil Sect disciples set their sights on him.
In the end, all of them died at Huang Xiao's hands.
Seven days had passed since they left Hanzhong City, and they were already very close to the Evil Water Region at the foot of Supreme Evil Peak.
The three found a spot beneath a cliff and rested against the rock wall.
Demon Phoenix stared fixedly at the wild boar roasting over the campfire, its skin gleaming with fat and its meaty fragrance wafting through the air. Fan Tianhui added firewood and turned the boar from time to time so the meat would cook more evenly.
With a swipe of his claw, Demon Phoenix tore off a piece of pork, tossed it straight into his mouth, and chewed a few times.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey. Still not quite cooked," Demon Phoenix said, spitting out the pork.
"What's the rush?" Huang Xiao was somewhat speechless at the sight of Demon Phoenix. "Wait a little longer. It's nearly done."
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