The method of making the fairy servant is too sinister.

The immortals of righteous sects advocate destroying any immortal servants they see. As long as people cannot see the benefits of immortal servants, and the cruelty of their creation is exaggerated, other cultivators will be prevented from suffering this persecution.

When Zhao Xi first arrived, she knew nothing about the Immortal Realm and relied on the abilities of her immortal servants. Even now, with many helpers, she still couldn't leave these two little immortal children.

In fact, from another perspective, they are just different forms of life. Why should they disappear just because others do evil?

Since they are different beings, she sometimes cannot understand their behavior and state, but she will not delve into it or ask questions.

Therefore, she did not attribute Ah Feng's lateness to anything unusual.

In short, the Hundred Beast Garden is now on the right track, and all affairs can be handled by Xiao Jia Tong Yue and the two little fairy maids. She needs to take some time to deal with the Lianxin Alliance.

With many sect leaders and elders visiting these past two days, there must be some troublemakers among them, so she must be careful.

It's still early.

Before the Five Spirits Hall started construction, she rushed into the kitchen and made two baskets of fresh meat buns, then flew over on her sword.

*

After the Star Gate Palace was completed, two gardens, a dueling arena for cultivators, and several buildings for the disciples were also built next to it.

The people and artisans of the country, whom they had enslaved, were now mostly dead. Some had starved to death, while others had been killed by disciples who couldn't stand them.

Hoshino didn't bother with this.

He's been getting tired of even bean sprouts lately.

Her face is that of Sister Rongrong, but Xiaodouya's behavior is still that of an ignorant, naive, and foolish foodie girl.

Once the novelty wears off, it becomes dull and uninteresting.

He has recently been sitting in open-air spaces to contemplate the world, observe the sun and moon, and listen to the wind and rain.

The demon race increases its combat power by devouring the essence of cultivators; it does not need to cultivate itself, but it is a god race.

Perhaps one can gain enlightenment from nature to acquire more powerful spells and enhance combat strength.

Just as he was meditating, some faint sounds drifted over from a distance.

He amplified his perception.

Hahaha! Hurry up and move! Are you sure you can do it? Hurry up and move!

—Waaaaah… Help… Ah, save me…

—I didn't mean to!

The screams of women, the sound of whipping, and the laughter and shouts of disciples came from the wind.

What are they doing?

Hoshino frowned unhappily and opened his eyes in the direction of the sound.

His eyes had lost their whites, becoming dark and hollow, yet with a bright luster, sparkling like a black pearl, making him look more and more like a true demon.

He teleported to the training ground.

The stench of blood is so strong that it can't be dispelled even with the wind blowing.

On top of the pale, stiff corpses of several female cultivators, a ragged woman was pinned down by a mortal, screaming desperately. However, her vital essence had been drained by the demons, leaving her with no strength to resist.

The mortal held her two ankles and did exercises with them, repeatedly begging her for forgiveness: "Fairy, I didn't want to do this to you. Fairy, you have a compassionate heart, you must forgive me!"

The disciples stood by, laughing and pointing, uttering obscene words to the woman.

Hoshino's sudden arrival startled them, and they immediately knelt down, bowing in unison to the Demon Lord.

Hoshino did not answer, nor did he tell them to get up; he just frowned and watched all of this.

After kneeling and waiting for a while, the leading disciple elder asked with a simple smile, "Demon Lord, what brings you here?"

Hoshino glanced at the two of them and frowned: "Noisy."

During the greetings, the live sex act did not stop. The mortals, whose lives were threatened, dared not stop. The female immortal wailed in pain and was somewhat delirious. She thought that Hoshino was an elder who could stop them and actually called out to him for help.

The elder among the disciples hurriedly directed those around him: "Quickly, deal with them!"

"You promised you'd let me go! You're immortals, yet you went back on your word!" The mortal was both shocked and furious. He turned away, but seeing that the demons had no intention of letting him go, he hurriedly ran towards the nearest cover to escape.

He had only taken a few unsteady steps when a spell struck him.

His entire body suddenly disintegrated, silently turning into minced meat that exploded in all directions.

It affected everyone present.

This was the kind of spectacle the disciples present loved to see; that's how useless mortals handled things. But he was too close to them, and for a moment everyone was caught in the blast of shattered flesh and blood.

Hoshino turned his head to the side, and a tiny bit of bloody flesh fell onto his cheek.

He wiped it away with his fingers, his fingertips lightly touching his lips, and a look of disgust appeared on his charmingly handsome face.

He is a demon god, and also a monster, and is extremely sensitive to smells.

No wonder there's a lingering smell of blood here.

How could there be such an unpleasant smell on his turf?

The disciple was also covered in minced meat, but when he looked up and saw Hoshino's expression, he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and didn't dare to move.

The elder disregarded everything else and kicked out with a magical kick, intending to pin all the blame on this person.

Then I saw the disciple wither away all at once.

Like a flower that withers in a very short time, its moisture is drained, and it decays and turns black into ashes.

It can help cultivators achieve immortality without using magic.

They didn't want to make the scene so bloody, but with their strength, they couldn't completely drain a person's life essence.

But that's how Hoshino is.

He didn't want to torture and kill, nor did he need to let people live a miserable life.

Absorbing essence is for the purpose of strengthening oneself.

He disdained such amusement and found it utterly unenjoyable.

The small sects in the lower immortal realm have been slaughtered to death. Other medium-sized sects are on high alert and are trying to join forces to fight against him. However, the disciples of the Star Gate are still here torturing and playing, without making any mention of his future food.

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