A Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old Toddler, Soaring Through the Cultivation World

[Mind Reading + Max-Level Cute Kid + Brainless Fun + Light and Humorous + Minor Group Portrait]

Recently, the cultivation world has had a good laugh: the debt-ridden and perpetually unlucky Q...

Chapter 210 This is the real demon world

Chapter 210 This is the real demon world

At the entrance to the demon world, the space twisted into a huge black vortex, like a huge mouth ready to devour anyone. Xiaobai subconsciously took a half step back, but Fan Wujiu grabbed his wrist.

“Don’t be afraid,” he said with a smile in his voice, “Just follow me.”

Xiaobai looked down at their clasped wrists. Fan Wujiu's fingers were long and strong, with distinct joints. For some reason, this simple touch made her heart beat faster.

Fan Wujiu suddenly loosened his hand and took out a pitch-black metal bracelet from his sleeve. The surface of the bracelet was engraved with fine blood-colored lines, which glowed with a strange luster in the dim light.

"Put this on." He put the bracelet on Xiaobai's wrist, "It can transform your divine power into demonic energy. Otherwise, you will be discovered as an outsider as soon as you enter."

The moment the bracelet closed, Xiaobai felt a sharp pain, as if countless tiny needles were piercing his skin.

She gasped and was about to protest, but she saw that Fan Wujiu began to change: his purple hair gradually faded and turned into inky black, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows became more sharp, and his whole body exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

"You..." Xiaobai was surprised to find that his voice had also changed, becoming deeper and hoarser.

Fan Wujiu should now call him "Liu Wuchen" and handed him a bronze mirror.

The girl in the mirror had black hair and red eyes. Her skin was so pale that it was almost transparent, and the naturally upturned corners of her lips held a dangerous charm.

"From now on, we are brother and sister." Fan Wujiu adjusted the dark pattern on his cuffs, "My name is Liu Wuchen, and your name is Liu Wubai. We are from the Blood Demon Clan in the Northern Territory. We temporarily left the clan to travel due to family strife.

Don't worry, I have already tampered with the information in the system. Even if someone does check, we will be fine. "

Xiaobai nodded, and suddenly remembered something: "Wait, what should I call you? Brother?"

This simple word made Fan Wujiu pause for a moment. He turned around, and his golden eyes turned dark red under disguise, but they were still so deep that they were frightening.

“Yes, call me brother.” His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. “Try it.”

"Brother...Brother?" Xiaobai called tentatively.

A complex emotion flashed across Fan Wujiu's eyes that Xiaobai could not interpret. Before he could respond, the gravity of the entrance to the Demon World suddenly increased, and the two were caught off guard and were drawn into it.

As the world spun around, Xiao Bai felt a warm hand tightly grasping her wrist, holding her in its arms. Countless lights and shadows passed by her, and the sharp space turbulence scratched her skin. After an unknown amount of time, the two of them fell heavily onto a dark patch of land.

"Cough cough..." Xiaobai struggled to get up and found that Fan Wujiu was already standing beside him, brushing off the non-existent dust on his sleeves.

"Welcome to the real demon world." He made an exaggerated welcoming gesture, with his signature cynical smile on his lips, as if the abnormality of the previous moment had never existed.

Xiaobai looked around and couldn't help but gasp.

This place was completely different from the demon world she had seen. The sky was a deep purple like the eternal night, with three blood moons hanging in the sky. White bones could be seen everywhere on the ground, and shrill howls could be heard one after another in the distance. The air was filled with a pungent smell mixed with rust and sulfur, and every breath felt like it was burning the lungs.

"This... is the demon race's original world?" Xiaobai's voice tensed.

Fan Wujiu nodded and said in secret, “The world I govern is just a superficial representation of the peaceful coexistence of the five races.

The real demons, monsters, spirits, etc., all maintain the most primitive way of survival in their own space worlds. "

As he was speaking, there was a commotion in the distance.

Xiaobai looked in the direction of the sound and saw dozens of blood-red arenas set up in an open-air square, each of which was crowded with cheering demons. On the arena in the center, a giant demon with six arms was twisting the head of his opponent off, blood splattering several feet high, drawing rounds of cheers.

"Life and death competition," Fan Wujiu said calmly, "In the demon world, this is the most common form of entertainment."

Xiaobai's stomach churned. What made her even more uncomfortable was the gambling going on in a nearby tent - the gamblers were not betting on gold or silver, but their own limbs.

A demon who had lost all his money laughed as he cut off his left arm and threw it on the table. The black blood spurting out of the wound was quickly stopped by some kind of spell.

"Here, showing weakness means seeking death." Fan Wujiu pulled Xiaobai across the street.

Due to the powerful demonic energy emanating from the two men, the surrounding demons automatically made way for them, and some even bowed their heads respectfully.

Xiao Bai noticed that the buildings on both sides of the street were decorated with sharp bone spurs and bloody trophies. A dozen dried heads were hung at the door of a tavern, and the four characters "Feast of the Losers" were written in blood on the sign.

"Where are we going?" Xiao Bai couldn't help but ask, "Aren't we going to find the flower of the demon world?"

Fan Wujiu smiled mysteriously: "Let's go to the teahouse first."

"Teahouse?" Xiao Bai's eyes widened in disbelief. "There is a teahouse in a place like this?"

Turning a corner, Xiaobai was shocked again by the sight before him. An elegant wooden pavilion stood quietly in the middle of the bloody and chaotic block, with two green lanterns hanging in front of the door and three elegant characters "Wangyou Pavilion" inscribed on the lintel, which was out of tune with the surrounding environment.

"There are also elegant people in the demon world." Fan Wujiu explained, "This is the best place to exchange information."