Fang Ruotang spent a few days with Ying Qiuyi and the others in the sect and secret realm, and then set off for the Southern Territory, the land inhabited by many demons, according to the original plan.

She was also thinking that the Beast Taming lineage was too weak; even a few cranes were rare, and it would be embarrassing to say it out loud.

She then thought of going to the southern border to capture some and bring them back, hoping that both sides could sign a peaceful contract, just like she, Fan, and Da Mei did.

Since the last time we returned directly from the central city to the secret realm, it was easier to go out this time. In addition, Fang Ruotang took the opportunity to modify the restrictions of the Golden Core Secret Realm in the past few days.

Since there are no longer any restrictions on realms, it can no longer be called the Golden Core Secret Realm. Fang Ruotang smiled and changed it to a simple and clear name.

It's called Tianyi Secret Realm, the secret realm of their Tianyi Sect.

The group was reduced to five people: Ancestor Yan Yun, Ancestor Murong, Du Zhong, herself, and a random man.

All the disciples were left to train in the secret realm. Not only that, Fang Ruotang even thought that in the future, whenever she saw powerful demons, monsters, or evil spirits, she would throw them into the secret realm.

Upon emerging from the secret realm, they found that Lord Jiuyuan was no longer there. Fortunately, no one was staying in the small courtyard either. The group of five quickly left the inn without attracting anyone's attention.

They didn't linger in the central city afterwards.

In fact, they are not short of resources. The secret realm on Fang Ruotang's body is like a loophole, especially now that the sect is gradually relocating.

It's like she's leading the entire sect with her when she goes out. Not only are the supplies plentiful, but the manpower is also excellent. It will be truly terrifying once the overall strength of the Tianyi Sect improves.

The effect is the same as the Emperor's Banner, but it does not violate Fang Ruotang's nature.

After several days of sailing, they arrived at the Black Wind Demon Forest.

Just like its name suggests, this demon forest was shrouded in a layer of black wind. As Fang Ruotang entered the area, she saw the all-pervasive black wind trying to get into her, and she couldn't help but frown.

No wonder no ordinary person could get here.

Only cultivators can use their spiritual power to protect themselves, so these black winds cannot harm them. Ordinary people probably cannot do that. These black winds alone are enough to blind people, and they are as sharp as blades.

"Are you alright?" Rong Xing noticed Fang Ruotang pause slightly and gently took her hand.

Fang Ruotang shook her head. Seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, she smiled and explained.

"I just think this wind is really strange; it's the first time I've ever seen a black wind."

She had seen severe weather like storms and torrential rain before, and she had also experienced strong winds at dusk, but this was completely different from the oppressive darkness of the storm.

"The living environment is different. After you go to the territory of the demons, you will find that this place is not so bad."

"Is it due to the geographical environment?"

"Not entirely. It's because of the cultivation techniques. Different races have different habits, and they choose different places."

Fang Ruotang understood: she needed to work hard both with her innate talent and her acquired skills.

"Once you leave this Black Wind Demon Forest, the sky in the Southern Territory is actually not much different from that in the Eastern Territory, except that some cultivation demon domains are a bit special." Du Zhong had been to the Southern Territory before and knew a little about it.

Although Ancestor Yan Yun is now a homebody, he wasn't when he was young.

He said, "Actually, there is no difference between the Southern Territory and the Eastern Territory. There are also many human cultivators here. It's just that, relatively speaking, the demon race is more powerful in the Southern Territory."

Fang Ruotang nodded in understanding.

As the group talked and walked forward, they noticed disordered footsteps ahead.

Fang Ruotang recalled that when she first went to the Misty Forest, it was the same, and this time she rushed up to see the excitement with the same enthusiasm.

They moved quickly and intercepted the fleeing people or beasts.

A boy who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with furry ears on his head and a long tail behind him, stumbled and ran in their direction, clutching his chest.

I glanced back every now and then, and after a couple of times, I finally saw them standing quietly in front of me.

The boy glanced at him, stopped warily, and then ran off in another direction without looking back.

Fang Ruotang blinked, completely charmed by the boy's appearance.

"Are all demons this cute?"

Rong Xing looked down at her.

Fang Ruotang grinned excitedly and asked, "Did you see that? His ears and his tail are real! He's so cute! I wonder if I can touch him?"

Rong Xing's eyes flickered. He thought of Fang Ruotang touching the little boy's ears and tail, and he felt terrible. He pursed his lips and, unusually, did not answer Fang Ruotang's question.

Fang Ruotang patted Rong Xing's chest, annoyed that he didn't respond to her, and continued, oblivious to the situation, "What do you think about me catching a beastman like this to keep me company?"

"Not very good!" Rong Xing objected curtly.

Can't these beastmen also cultivate themselves into men?

He must be crazy to help Fang Ruotang catch a pet like this and keep it by her side for fun.

What if you develop feelings for the game?

"Don't you like it? It's furry?"

"I don't like it."

Fang Ruotang stared at Rong Xing's obviously jealous expression and suddenly realized, "Is it because he's a boy that you don't like him? Then I'll catch a little girl! We can pet her together then."

Rong Xing's face darkened even more.

"Need not!"

He doesn't want to pet hair, especially not a female orc.

"Tsk!"

Fang Ruotang rolled her eyes at Rong Xing, her expression conveying a sense of disdain that he didn't appreciate her.

Rong Xing felt extremely nauseous.

What kind of person is this? She invited him to pet other female beastmen, and when he refused, she got upset. At this moment, Rong Xing really wanted to give up.

If I actually go and masturbate, will Fang Ruotang get jealous?

But reason prevailed and stopped him from having such a crazy idea.

He was jealous, and it took him a while to appease her.

If he weren't jealous, he would never be able to appease himself in this lifetime.

Since there's no good outcome either way, Rong Xing decided not to do anything foolish and would just have to honestly endure his internal injuries.

"These incompletely transformed spirit beasts are easy to catch if the sect leader likes them. They are weak and useless, just a way to pass the time."

Fang Ruotang became interested and pressed for details.

After learning about their fate from Du Zhong, my high spirits immediately faded. I never imagined that the living conditions of the demon race were so harsh.

But upon closer reflection, it's somewhat normal. After all, in the cultivation world, if you're not strong enough, in a dog-eat-dog environment, there's only one way out: death.

The living environment of demonic beasts is more brutal than that of humans. After all, they inherently possess an indisputable bestial nature and a stronger killing intent than humans.

They fought each other, plundering demon cores, a daily spectacle.

After the boy ran over, another group of seven people soon arrived.

Upon seeing them, he paused for a moment, glanced at them from afar, and then turned his head without hesitation, heading directly in the direction the young boy had run off to.