"No one knows what he was carrying..."
"In any case, he might still be hunted by people from the Central Region."
Song Yan frowned, thinking how many things this matter involved.
Over something that might not even exist, the entire cultivation world of the Chu Kingdom had now been thrown into chaos.
After pondering for a moment, Song Yan asked, "Is that person in Changping now?"
Sheng Nian shook his head.
"I don't know."
"It's only a possibility."
"..."
Song Yan let out a long breath. "If he isn't here, wouldn't you all be wasting your time?"
"Wasting time or not..." Sheng Nian grinned. "Aren't the Six Great Sects doing the same?"
"..."
True enough.
"Among the Devil Cultivators, the others, myself included, are only here to make up the numbers."
"The core is mainly that group from the Yellow Springs Way, and of course, the Demon Cultivators from the Corpse-Bone Abyss."
"They must know something about that person."
Song Yan said, "Aren't you afraid I'll report this to the Six Great Sects?"
"What does it matter to me whether those people live or die?"
Dog Sheng spread his hands. "I'd love to see them dead."
Song Yan froze.
He had almost forgotten that the man opposite him was a Devil Cultivator too.
There were actually many kinds of Devil Cultivators.
For example, the "Yellow Springs Way" Dog Sheng had mentioned sounded like a lineage of Devil Cultivators with a complete tradition, established masters and disciples, and a fully developed system of cultivation methods.
Although he did not know the differences between the various Devil Cultivator traditions, this type was, in short, much like sect cultivators.
Here in Changping, the most common were demonic "rogue cultivators" who knew a few rudimentary methods or, through some chance encounter, had acquired a