Chapter 47: Tianqing Daozun, Unreliable but a Little Reliable…
On the rugged, ravine-crisscrossed Desolate River of the Demon Realm, a small, skinny Flame Demon was running for his life. His fiery red hair stood out conspicuously against the dark, heavy earth.
Behind him, several winged demons were in hot pursuit.
No matter how fast he ran on the ground, he couldn’t outpace those flying in the sky. The little Flame Demon had already exerted all his strength, but it was no match for a few flaps of the winged demons’ wings.
Watching the rapidly approaching demons, the little Flame Demon gritted his teeth and spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the red bead hanging around his neck.
The blood on the red bead disappeared instantly. Having absorbed the blood, the bead erupted with a blinding red light.
By the time the red light dissipated, the little Flame Demon’s figure was gone from the winged demons’ vision.
“Boss, that kid used the Gate Key. How do we explain this to the Commander when we get back?” a Grey-Winged Demon asked the Red-Winged Demon beside him.
The Red-Winged Demon stared at the spot where the little Flame Demon had vanished, his expression ugly and his tone irritable. “How else can we explain it? Tell the truth!”
“So what if that kid activated the Gate Key? The Burning Sea Secret Realm is a Heaven-grade secret realm. Even Earth-grade Great Demons dare not enter lightly. A mere low-level demon going in is just seeking death.”
Although the Red-Winged Demon said this, his expression showed no sign of softening.
So what if that Flame Demon died? Without obtaining the Gate Key, he would definitely be punished.
Damn low-level inferior demon!
…
The little Flame Demon, having activated the Gate Key, knew he had entered the secret realm. He observed his surroundings cautiously, tightly clutching the now dim red bead Gate Key in his hand.
A Heaven-grade secret realm was fraught with peril. How long could he survive here?
Looking at the dark forest around him, a tense panic enveloped his heart, as if a ferocious demon beast would suddenly appear in the next moment and bite through his neck.
Rustle, rustle, rustle.
The sound of legs stepping on fallen leaves reached his ears.
Something was behind him, getting closer.
The little Flame Demon clenched his teeth, suddenly spun around, and unleashed a wave of flames. “Ahhh!”
“Chirp, chirp, chirp!”
A small yellowish-brown bird was startled, flapping its two little wings to dodge the flames.
The little Flame Demon opened one eye. “Chicken?”
“Chirp, chirp, chirp!” The little bird seemed to understand him and let out an angry,稚嫩 chirp.
A large black-and-white bird with a red crown appeared behind the little Flame Demon. Hearing its child’s complaint, it raised a wing, ready to give the attacker a big slap.
Thud!
The crane, wing spread, looked at the fallen little Flame Demon, then doubtfully at its own raised wing.
The chick-like fledgling had already hopped onto the little Flame Demon to take revenge on the person who scared it. As soon as it jumped on, it hopped off, running under its parent’s legs to act spoiled and complain.
“Chirp, chirp, chirp!”
The adult crane gently brushed the fledgling’s back with its beak to comfort it, then glanced at the little Flame Demon on the ground. It placed a claw on his arm, then whoosh, pulled it back.
So hot! Hotter than fire. Why was there a small flame on this person’s head?
The crane bent its slender neck, examining the flame on the little Flame Demon’s head for a while. It extended its claw again, grabbed the little Flame Demon by the collar, and flew up with him.
The weight under its claw lightened. The crane looked down; only a piece of fabric remained in its claw. The little Flame Demon had fallen to the ground, his head hitting the earth with a crisp thud.
Just listening to it sounded painful.
The fledgling raised a short little wing to cover its eyes.
The big crane looked at the fabric in its claw and decided to go back for reinforcements.
On the other side, Yun Wuxiang, who was modifying the barrier, received the message brought by Dan Ge. He withdrew the finger resting on the barrier, his eyelashes fluttering slightly.
“A person with a flame on their head and very hot body temperature?” What kind of thing was that?
[Host, it might be a Flame Demon. This type of demon grows a cluster of flames on top of their head. The more powerful the Flame Demon, the larger the flame. Once a Flame Demon breaks through to True Demon, the demonic flame will compress into horns. The larger the horns, the stronger the demon.]
The hierarchy in the Demon Realm was slightly different from the Immortal Realm. From top to bottom, it was Demon Monarch, Heavenly Demon, Earth Demon, True Demon, and below True Demon, simply categorized as First, Second, and Third Class Demons.
True Demon corresponded to Mystic Immortal.
Tianqing Daozun had lost contact after packaging Yun Wuxiang and the Qingdi Temple together and sending them to the Demon Realm.
The promised secret realm turned out to be the Demon Realm. Yun Wuxiang originally thought Tianqing Daozun had made a positioning error or remembered the wrong place, but 3339 told him this really was a secret realm.
And a very high-level secret realm at that. Yun Wuxiang’s current location was the core safe zone of the secret realm.
Tianqing Daozun: unreliable, yet carrying a hint of reliability.
The biggest problem for cultivators coming to the Demon Realm was the conflict between celestial spiritual energy and demonic energy.
Yun Wuxiang himself was fine. Although the demonic energy here was abundant, its purity and violence were far inferior to the demonic energy emitted by the Demon Phoenix’s remains.
After adjusting his technique a few times, Yun Wuxiang successfully converted from Mystic Immortal to True Demon, then constructed a barrier for the living creatures packaged along with the island.
He was a demon to begin with; switching to demonic cultivation was just changing a technique, as simple as playing a game. But the other animals couldn’t do that.
Thus, after arriving in the Demon Realm secret realm, Yun Wuxiang spent his time in the scripture library, beginning a life of researching barriers and celestial-demonic energy.
Until today, when Dan Ge Fifteen and its child picked up a little Flame Demon.
When the little Flame Demon woke up again, he opened his eyes to see seven or eight bird heads surrounding his head from different angles, their sharp beaks pointed right at him.
“Ahhh! Go away! Go away! Don’t eat me, my meat isn’t tasty, it tastes like sulfur!”
The cranes stepped back a few paces, distancing themselves from the little Flame Demon who was waving his arms with his eyes closed.
“Quiet.”
There was a person!
The little Flame Demon immediately shut up and opened his eyes. A figure in green robes stood with his back to him.
Human form! It was a Great Demon who had taken human form!
Looking again at the little thing chirping noisily by the Great Demon’s leg—why did it look so much like the chicken he tried to burn?
Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. “My Lord, I didn’t mean to attack your pet.”
“Shh, the Temple Master said to be quiet.” The little Flame Demon turned to look. A man with a pale, slightly sickly and gloomy face, yet wearing a smile, sat at a table eating with a brown bear monster. “Hungry? Want to eat together?”
Another Great Demon in human form!
How could the little Flame Demon dare to share a table with a Great Demon? Just as he was about to speak, he remembered the other person said to be quiet, so he could only shut his mouth and shake his head.
Zhao Sihai said kindly, “Don’t be afraid. No one here wants to kill you. Just speak softly and don’t disturb the Temple Master.”
His attitude was gentle, but the little Flame Demon’s face instantly turned pale. He knelt directly on the ground begging for mercy: “My Lord, I am just a low-level demon. I am not qualified to be your toy.”
Zhao Sihai was stunned. Realizing something through the word “toy,” his expression twisted for a moment, as if he had been insulted.
He admitted he wasn’t a good person, but surely he wouldn’t be mistaken for scum, right?
A book flew over, landing on the table in front of Zhao Sihai.
“After the secret realm opens, go find your own prey.”
Zhao Sihai looked toward the speaker. He saw Yun Wuxiang pinching a black scorpion from his shoulder, wrapping it in layer after layer of talisman paper, and throwing it onto the ground.
Looking down, he flipped through the book in his hand. As he turned the pages, Zhao Sihai’s eyes grew brighter and brighter. Excited emotion surfaced on his dull brows. “Many thanks, Temple Master!”
Yun Wuxiang glanced at him indifferently. “Trading your remaining life for this—why thank me?”
It was just a mutually willing transaction, not help, so naturally, no gratitude was needed.
Zhao Sihai paused for a moment. Thinking that his life was already in the hands of the person before him, his excitement faded a lot, but there was no regret in his eyes. “The Temple Master is right.”
The deal between the two was simple. Yun Wuxiang would help Zhao Sihai repair his dantian and offer some pointers in his future cultivation. Zhao Sihai had to pay much more; in short, he was now Yun Wuxiang’s lifelong beast of burden. His life and fortune were held in Yun Wuxiang’s hands—he had to do whatever he was told.
Tianqing Daozun had unilaterally assigned Yun Wuxiang the job of revitalizing the sect, but he didn’t want to spend time and effort on it, so he had thought about outsourcing from the start.
The first step of outsourcing was finding a suitable partner. The only thing around Yun Wuxiang that could be counted as a person was Zhao Sihai. Yun Wuxiang had read his memories and knew this person had some ability in management.
You’re it. Just right for recycling waste.
What? There was only him as the Temple Master in Qingdi Temple; what use was a manager?
Of course, it was to scout for disciples.
But then again, this was the Demon Realm. Tianqing Daozun wanted Qingdi Temple to be the number one in the Immortal Realm. What use was recruiting disciples in the Demon Realm?
It didn’t matter. Just modify a technique for Immortal-Demon conversion. Although it was a bit troublesome, it would solve the problem once and for all. Besides, he already had some results.
Although two Immortal Lords had died in the Immortal Realm, there was still Bailing Xianjun with 157% of the Protagonist Halo. Yun Wuxiang had no plans to go to the Immortal Realm anytime soon.
He might as well cultivate in the Demon Realm for a while. Although the Demon Realm wasn’t very peaceful either—no, it should be said it would soon become unpeaceful.
Yun Wuxiang looked at the little Flame Demon. This was the first demon he had seen since coming to the Demon Realm.
Lacking information about the Demon Realm, Yun Wuxiang naturally didn’t hesitate to probe the memories of this little demon.
Then he got bad news.
The secret realm he was in had already been discovered by the Demon Realm and pioneered twice. However, no demon had successfully walked into the core area and claimed this secret realm yet.
In another three months, a large number of Earth Demons and Heavenly Demons would run in for the third exploration of the secret realm.
Yun Wuxiang: Just great. Tianqing Daozun, this ‘stable’ secret realm of yours is not only in the Demon Realm and filled with demonic energy, but it’s also very lively.
Setting aside these messes for now, Yun Wuxiang said to the little Flame Demon whose head was almost buried in the ground, “Stand up.”
The little Flame Demon shuddered and stood up.
Yun Wuxiang asked, “Name?”
“Liuzhu.” The little Flame Demon’s voice trembled. The flame on his head shrank and shook, so weak it seemed like a breath would extinguish it.
Bone age fifteen, small build. Demon cultivation didn’t require techniques before True Demon. Still being a low-level demon at fifteen proved his talent was poor.
Personality was also very ordinary.
No visible potential.
“Enter my Qingdi Temple. Are you willing?” But Yun Wuxiang wanted to recruit him.
“If not, then die.” The kind of offer that brooked no refusal.
Liuzhu: !!!
“I am willing!”
Yun Wuxiang nodded slightly. “Let’s go. Follow me to kowtow to the Grandmaster.”
He hadn’t intended to pick up a little demon, but upon seeing Liuzhu, the Dao Venerable Reincarnation Exploration Radar left by Tianqing Daozun reacted.
Picking up a Dao Venerable reincarnation as soon as he arrived in the Demon Realm was too coincidental. At that moment, Yun Wuxiang seriously suspected Tianqing Daozun had sent him here on purpose.
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