If anyone thought about it even a little, they would find that there are too many illogical points in this...

Why did I ramble on and on for so long, and make sure they heard it all?

Sikong Liang isn't usually this selfless, is he? Even if it were for revenge, he wouldn't be this courageous, would he? If he were that brave, he wouldn't have been someone's dog...

Moreover, Sikong Liang was just on the verge of death, so where did he get the power to control someone? Even with divine medicine, the healing speed shouldn't be that fast, right?

There are too many illogical points here, but when a person is blinded by passion, they don't think about such things at all. In their greedy eyes, there is only one thought: kill Tuoba San and take everything from him...

Therefore, many demonic cultivators immediately rushed out from the shadows, fearing that the good things would be snatched away by others...

Tuoba San, who was recovering from his injuries, was also somewhat bewildered by this sudden scene, while only Shi Miaomiao saw everything...

She never imagined that someone could be so despicable…

Even with their son injured like this, they still won't let him go...

He meticulously orchestrated such a grand scheme just to get the demonic cultivators hiding in the shadows to make their move, and to use these people as a whetstone for Tuoba San. He really wanted to ask me, "Aren't you afraid of sharpening your son's knife until it breaks?"

Tuoba San had no time to think; an overwhelming aura surged forth, and that indomitable fighting spirit seemed to have become one with him…

Most importantly, there was that chilling killing intent. As the fighting spirit was released, the killing intent enveloped the entire battlefield, and every demonic cultivator who approached felt a chill inexplicably rise in their heart...

The battle erupted in an instant; the demonic cultivators who rushed forward were immediately killed by Tuoba Sanchong, who killed three of them, all of whom were Rank 8 Martial Venerables…

At this moment, some of the demonic cultivators finally calmed down a bit and looked at Sikong Liang, hoping he could influence Tuoba San's mind. However, the scene they saw when they turned around made them even more desperate...

Sikong Liang was still lying on the ground, barely alive, while I was comfortably holding Shi Miaomiao, watching the show with a smile on my face, as if the scene of me being taken hostage had never happened...

The demonic cultivators who rushed out felt a sudden darkness before their eyes, a dizzying sensation, and immediately realized they had been tricked…

We were just discussing how I tricked a lot of people, and then they fell for my tricks themselves. These people should slap themselves in the face; they never learn their lesson…

The battle began abruptly and ended just as abruptly. Once all the demonic cultivators were dead, the system's voice began to ring incessantly…

These demonic cultivators have accumulated quite a bit of wealth; looking at their increasing spiritual power, I couldn't help but smile with satisfaction…

Tuoba San gracefully turned and sheathed his sword, as if nothing had happened, then slowly returned to my side…

He looked at me with a kind, fatherly smile, and an indescribable warmth welled up inside him…

This is his father, a father who is always happy for his achievements, and all he has to do is work hard and become someone his father can be proud of...

"Father…"

Tuoba San called out calmly…

Immersed in joy, I looked at my eldest son and subconsciously said...

"Spiritual power... cough cough... my son's little third brother is back... well done..."

I realized something was wrong as soon as the words left my mouth. I almost said my spiritual energy had returned. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I probably would have given myself away...

"Thank you for your praise, Father. I will continue to cultivate diligently and not let you down..."

Tuoba San said seriously…

Shi Miaomiao rolled her eyes at Tuoba San, thinking to herself, "You really deserve it! You've already screwed me over so badly and you still think you haven't done enough. Aren't you just making people keep screwing you over?"

She saw my expression and hoped I would go easy on him; after all, he was her own son…

But she overestimated my paternal love for my son. After all, he was an adopted son. What's the point of familial affection compared to spiritual energy?

"Son, these are nothing but a bunch of useless trash. Besides being brainless, they're also not strong enough..."

Shi Miaomiao couldn't help but mentally rant, "Listen to everyone! Is that even human language? They were already ruined by you, and now you're humiliating them like this even after they're dead..."

What left Shi Miaomiao even more speechless was that Tuoba San actually nodded seriously and agreed with her.

“Father is right, these people really aren’t challenging…”

"It seems it's time to go and see the young prodigies of the Western Demon Sect, and whether these people are true geniuses or just hopeless good-for-nothings..."

With an air of superiority, as if I were surveying the world, Tuoba San readily agreed.

"Father, rest assured, with me here, your world revolves around only me, your pride and joy..."

Serves you right, you really deserve it...

Shi Miaomiao cursed inwardly once again…

After this battle, no foolish demonic cultivator dared to block the way again. When they reached the territory of the Demon Cloud Sect, the density of spiritual energy changed dramatically...

Compared to the locations of other forces, the spiritual energy here is more than twice as concentrated…

This is only the beginning of the Demon Cloud Sect's territory. If it were the core area, how strong would the spiritual energy be?

As expected of the strongest demonic sect in the west, occupying the best location in the west, how could the Demon Cloud Sect be weak with such spiritual power? Which cultivator wouldn't want to join the Demon Cloud Sect for cultivation?

"stop…"

A voice suddenly rang out, and then six disciples of the Demon Cloud Sect appeared before them, blocking their path...

"You think I'd just stand still because you tell me to? That would be so embarrassing. I'll just sit down. Not only will I sit down, but I'll sit with a beautiful woman in my arms. What are you going to do about it?"

Appearing before them was a patrol team from the Demon Cloud Sect, led by a disciple with the strength of a seventh-rank Martial King…

The patrols were all composed of Martial Kings, demonstrating the profound strength of the Demon Cloud Sect…

The leader, a Martial King, was clearly bewildered by the outburst; this was the first time he had encountered such an arrogant person within the Demon Cloud Sect's territory…

Looking at the person speaking, it turned out to be an ordinary person. Isn't this treatment a bit too good?

The person serving her was actually a sixth-rank Grandmaster, and the people carrying her armchair were actually four third-rank martial artists…

Looking up again, a large, imposing flag stood proudly behind me…

Captain Wu Wang subconsciously read it aloud while facing the banner.

"My son is Tuoba San..."

boom…

A terrifying killing intent enveloped Captain Wu, freezing his entire consciousness as if it had been frozen...

In that instant, he felt as if he had been killed countless times…

Splash...

A very faint sound of water was heard. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Captain Wu had wet himself in fright...

"What a waste! This is supposed to be a disciple of the Demon Cloud Sect?"

I couldn't help but say with disdain...

Captain Wu was almost in tears. All I did was read the words on the flag. Why are you scaring me like this?

Upon hearing my insults against the Demon Cloud Sect, the Martial King disciple finally came to his senses, and he said tremblingly...

"How dare you spout such arrogant words and humiliate my Demon Cloud Sect! Have you no time to live?"

Pfft…

Captain Wu looked at his own body, wondering why his back was getting further and further away...