Qing Valley had a long history. Its largest clan was the Bai Clan, while most of the other surnames belonged to outsiders.
The Bai Clan ancestral hall.
An enormous, powerfully built figure sat beneath the courtyard skylight, sticky sounds of squirming flesh coming from his mouth.
Light shone down through the skylight, revealing tightly packed muscles beneath a short gray tunic obtained from who knew where, with towering shoulders and a broad waist and back.
His yellowish-brown fur was sleek and glossy.
He was actually a Tiger Demon!
Gulp.
He swallowed the flesh and casually tossed aside what he held.
A small skull fell to the ground and rolled several times across the blue bricks beneath the skylight.
Only after bumping into several skulls of different sizes did it finally come to a stop.
Its eye sockets were hollow, a deeply chilling sight.
"Have they arrived?"
The Tiger Demon slowly turned toward the figure beside him.
Forcing himself to endure the stench of blood filling the courtyard, Su Li plastered a smile across his face. "Young Mountain Lord, they should be here soon."
He cautiously lifted the wine jar and poured wine for the Tiger Demon.
"Half an hour ago, a servant reported that Liu Xincheng had hurried out of his residence. He must have gone to find the Inner Sect disciple patrolling for their Dongyuan Sect."
"I know Liu Xincheng. He absolutely wouldn't have the nerve to suppress what happened in Qing Valley."
The Tiger Demon was growing impatient, and Su Li was equally eager.
The cultivator's flesh would naturally be food for the Tiger Demon, but he could have a share of the spiritual items in the Heaven and Earth Bag.
This Tiger Demon from Hugu Abyss would leave after this job, and Qing Valley was under the