The group looked at the raccoon in the sack, waiting for the old man, dressed in black cloth with a thin scar at the corner of his eye, to make arrangements.

This person was sitting in the very corner.

From the moment Jia Xitong entered until now, he would not have noticed him at all if the people around him hadn't spoken to him.

Generally, a weak aura can only be caused by two factors: either the other party is a mortal, an ordinary person, or the other party has extremely high cultivation, having cultivated to the point of returning to simplicity and truth.

Jia Xitong, who had initially looked down on this group of demonic cultivators, suddenly became obedient.

She sat upright in place, looking at the old man with her big, watery eyes, trying to lower his guard with her harmless image.

Then... the other party glanced at its body.

"Keep a close eye on this demonic beast and don't let it get close to the demon child. Search its entire body thoroughly and leave nothing behind."

The scarred demonic cultivator said in a cold tone, "Talking magical beasts are common, but thinking magical beasts are not."

After saying this, he leaned against the wall and sat there without any semblance of a master, saying, "Now is the critical time to help the Demon Child awaken the demonic power within him. There can be no mistakes."

Because of this man's words, the raccoon was thoroughly examined from head to toe, inside and out.

The small bag was searched, and the talismans inside were also taken. Not only that, they also took off its clothes, untied its braids, and discovered two small dragon horns on its head.

"Demon Lord!"

The demonic cultivator who discovered Jia Xitong's dragon horns excitedly called out to the old man.

---Aside---

My darlings, there will only be one update today.

But I swear, starting tomorrow, I'll work until 3 AM!

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