Time passed slowly.
A month went by.
Lu Ren felt that the Primordial Demonic Eye had absorbed all the energy it could hold. He stopped cultivating and leaped out of the pool.
Blade Rakshasa started when she saw him emerge from the Ten Thousand Demon Blood Pool. Once she got a clear look at his face, she froze. She had not expected him to be so young.
For such a young Demonic Cultivator to have chosen this path, she could only suspect that he carried a blood feud.
"Greetings, senior!"
Blade Rakshasa stepped forward and immediately cupped her fists.
"Senior?"
Lu Ren frowned slightly and looked at her. "Who are you?"
"I am Blade Rakshasa, sect master of the Blade Demon Sect!"
"Sect master?"
Lu Ren's expression changed. He had not expected even the Blade Demon Sect's sect master to appear. He was no great figure of the Demon Dao. If she saw through him, he was finished.
"Heh, I have matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave!"
Lu Ren smiled and turned to go.
"Senior, where are you going?"
Blade Rakshasa moved, becoming a streak of purple light. She caught up and blocked his path.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Lu Ren raised an eyebrow, feigning anger.
"Please don't be angry, senior. I only wish to ask for your help. Would you become a guest elder of the Blade Demon Sect?"
Blade Rakshasa spoke with a trace of respect in her bearing.
"A guest elder?"
Lu Ren raised an eyebrow. "I don't have time to waste here!"
"Senior, I know you're gravely injured and looking for immortal medicine to heal yourself. If you join the Blade Demon Sect, I can help you!"
Blade Rakshasa spoke at once. She had sensed that Lu Ren's aura was extremely