Jia Xitong's first impression of demonic cultivators came from numerous books that described them in writing.

cruel.

Ruthless.

bloody.

Indiscriminate killing.

However, after listening to Wan Zhi's stories, it seemed that he was no different from the people of the Martial Cultivation Continent.

"What heinous things have they done that are so serious that martial arts practitioners must exterminate them?"

Upon hearing Jia Xitong's question, Wan Zhi gave a strange smile. "The demonic cultivators didn't do anything ruthless or genocidal. It's just that there was once someone who wanted to transform all the spiritual energy in the world into demonic energy."

Spiritual energy and demonic energy.

They originate from the same source, yet they are mutually exclusive.

The biggest difference between other cultivators and demonic cultivators is that one cultivates spiritual power, while the other cultivates demonic power.

"Spiritual energy and demonic energy both exist between heaven and earth. Just like yin and yang, the two are in harmony. At that time, a demonic cultivator genius named Ji Mie appeared, but he stopped at the peak of the Demon Saint realm."

Wan Zhi began to recount this little-known past event, "In order to break through to the peak of the Demon Saint, he did this extremely crazy thing back then."

If spiritual energy turns into demonic energy, how can other cultivators cultivate?

After listening to his explanation, Jia Xitong suddenly understood why the other cultivators had attacked the demonic cultivators en masse. "So this Nirvana was destroyed by the combined efforts of other cultivators?"

Jia Xitong casually mentioned it, and then asked the question that all the cultivators in the Tianyuan Hall were eager to know.

"Yes, he's dead."

Wan Zhi nodded. "Back then, no one could match Jie Mie's status among demonic cultivators. After his death, some people tried to resurrect him, but unfortunately, none of them succeeded."

In other words, they are completely dead.

"oh."

Jia Xitong realized, "He's already dead, so the person who disrupted the ecological balance of the demon spirits is gone?"

"Ecological balance of the demonic realm... what a strange term."

Wan Zhi was quite disgusted by her randomly made-up strange sentence, but he still understood its general meaning: "You mean to say that no one can turn spiritual energy into demonic energy anymore, right?"

No, he made this technique public.

This means that all demonic cultivators know how to convert spiritual energy into demonic energy.

Jia Xitong: "Does that mean all demonic cultivators can do this?!"

Wan Zhi: "No, that's not true. Although the remaining demonic cultivators know the technique, they simply can't learn it or use it."

"Okay, okay." That's good.

"But his child can use it."

Wan Zhi added, "Jimei left a trick when he died, using a magical artifact to transfer all his demonic power to his newborn child. Once that child awakens his demonic power, it's only a matter of time before he learns the techniques left behind by Jimie."

In just a few minutes, Jia Xitong experienced one twist after another.

According to Omniscience, Nirvana is dead, yet it seems to still be alive.

Jia Xitong asked again the question that everyone in the Tianyuan Hall was sure to be concerned about, "Has his son learned it yet?"

"His son has not been found yet."

I don't know what Wan Zhi's mentality was, but he said all the secrets that the demonic cultivators should and shouldn't say. "When the demonic cultivators fled in large numbers, the son of Ji Mie was lost here."

Whether he is alive or dead is now unknown.

However, the most powerful diviner of the demon race has already foreseen that the Child of Annihilation is not dead. If they find the Child of Annihilation, it will surely bring annihilation to the other cultivators on the continent!

Yes, it's that serious.

Wan Zhi looked at Jia Xitong, hoping to see fear in her eyes.

However...no!

The young girl surprisingly possessed a composure that remained unchanged even in the face of imminent collapse; she frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

To outsiders, this appears to be a process of thinking.

In reality, she was making an internal call to the real system.

"System, system side quest is here! Do you know about Nirvana and the Son of Nirvana?"

Jia Xitong couldn't remember the rest of the content clearly, so she specifically called out the real system to ask, so as to make good use of the advantages of being a transmigrator.

[Hello, quest taker. There is no record of annihilation in the original work; the current content is beyond the scope of the original text.]

The true system's mechanical voice rang out.

"That's true, how could the original text possibly record such important matters?"

Jia Xitong said in a tone that said, "I don't expect anything from you either," adding, "The original work only records that a certain glamorous demonic cultivator has a particularly large butt."

True System: [...]

Comparison leads to hurt.

A real system is not as good as Omniscience.

He can balance plates, tell stories, and is also a know-it-all and a spy.

"You're so kind of me, I didn't bring you back," Jia Xitong couldn't help but sigh.

In short, two things were hurt.

Wan Zhi already regretted following the two back, and hearing this made him regret it even more.

"Hi Wanzhi, tell me another story."

Jia Xitong lay back in the rattan chair, took a sip of tea, closed her eyes, and said, "I want to hear Elder Miao's story of his secret crush on the courtesan Mimi Xiu."

"Continuing from the last time, after Mudo learned that Mimi Xiu was only pretending to be nice to him and was secretly meeting with an oil seller, he was furious..."

Wanzhi's voice rang out again in the room.

This is Wan Zhi's third regret today—regret for following them.

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Tianyuan Hall

The atmosphere became increasingly tense due to the resurgence of demonic cultivators.

The scale of the demonic cultivation;

Who is the leader of the demonic cultivators?

What exactly do they want to achieve by showing up here?

Did the Demon Lord Annihilation really die...?

They know too little.

Even late at night, none of these important issues were discussed and resolved.

The moon was high in the sky, and Xianlong Peak was bathed in its glow. The roof tiles of the sleeping quarters appeared a pale grayish-white under the moonlight.

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