What Chu Xisheng did not know was that just as those five hundred streaks of silver light flew out of the secret realm and fell toward the ground outside the valley, a person and a marten stood atop a tall tree on another hill three li away, looking down at the secret realm's valley entrance.
The person was a woman of about twenty, dressed in a white gauze skirt. Her beauty was pure and otherworldly, her bearing graceful and elegant, like an immortal maiden banished to the mortal world.
The white marten was about the size of a human arm, covered in fluffy white fur. Its ruby-like eyes made it look adorable and lively.
"-Divine Ao Rogue Person was a half-demon, but he never acknowledged his Demon Race bloodline. All his life, he considered himself human and regarded his demon blood as a disgrace. He slaughtered more than a hundred high-ranking greater demons in his lifetime. Even the Divine Ao of the Eastern Sea was forced to become his mount."
At this point, the woman in white gave a cold laugh. "But as death approached, he began to care about the demon blood in his veins. Within the secret realm he created, he left a sliver of opportunity for us demons as well.
"He was truly a mortal enemy of our Demon Race, but there's no harm in taking the benefits he left behind. Consider them compensation for his slaughter of so many of our forebears."
Just then, another streak of silver light shot out of the secret realm and landed in the woman's hand.
It was a silvery-white token.
Holding the token, the woman in white looked at the white marten. "Xiao Zhao, Divine Ao Rogue Person's rules require ninth-rank cultivation and an age no greater than eighteen. For