The culprit waved at him with almost a smile, fearing that Shen Xinglan didn't see her.

Shen Xinglan: “…”

After the elder returned, Shen Xinglan coughed softly and asked, "What does this mean now?"

The elder spread his hands and said, "As you can see, our demon army is obsessed with braised spareribs. If you cultivators insist on fighting us, why not compete...in your braised spareribs cooking skills?"

What a fucking technique for making braised spare ribs.

Shen Xinglan resisted the urge to ask if he could stop talking about braised pork ribs. He took a deep breath and said, "Then how about we build the Yanbian barrier?"

The other party thought for a moment and said: "We can build it, but you have to do us a favor."

"What help do you need?" Shen Xinglan asked.

"Try the braised spareribs and see if they're tasty enough," the other person said, spreading his hands. "We've eaten too much, and they all taste the same."

Shen Xinglan: “…”

The young cultivators never dreamed that the first battle between immortals and demons they participated in would unfold like this.

One group is responsible for building the Yanbian barrier, and the other group is responsible for eating braised pork ribs.

After a while, the immortal cultivators who were building the Yanbian barrier looked at the braised pork ribs eagerly and complained loudly about why they were unlucky and didn't get the chance to eat the braised pork ribs.

The cultivators who were in charge of eating the braised pork ribs angrily retorted to those who were in charge of building the Yanbian barrier, saying that although we got to eat the braised pork ribs, writing a review of several thousand words about the braised pork ribs was even more difficult than writing a summary in the sect!

So the immortal cultivators quarreled back and forth, and the demon army thoughtfully prepared a bowl of mung bean soup for each immortal cultivator, saying that it could moisten their throats before continuing to quarrel.

Immortal cultivators: "..."

After several days, the Yanbian barrier was finally completed, and the cultivators burst into tears.

"I finally understand why the Immortal-Demon War is so abominable," one of the cultivators wailed. "I've gained a full eleven pounds. Before, I was as thin as a stick in the sect, but here I have three different meals a day, plus afternoon tea and a midnight snack."

"You're 11 kilograms, that's fine. I'm 21 kilograms," the cultivator next to him said quietly, "I don't know how I'm going to explain to my master when I get back. I went out for training, and not only did I not suffer, I even gained so much weight."

"So," one cultivator looked eagerly at the demon army outside the barrier, who had already started packing up, "when will the Yanbian barrier need to be rebuilt?"

Shen Xinglan: “…”

At this time, Shen Xinglan looked outside the barrier calmly. Shen Sui was talking to the elder. He didn't know why Shen Sui wanted to follow the demon army to the demon world, but he thought she should have her own things to do.

Shen Xinglan retracted his gaze and said calmly, "On the way back."

He believed in Shen Sui.

Shen Sui was curious at this moment and asked the elder questions because of the deal they had made before, Shen Sui taught them how to cook, and the elder took Shen Sui to the demon and monster worlds.

"The current Demon King is going to die?" Chen Sui was very surprised.

The elder nodded, then whispered, "Well, although this is already a public fact, it's better for us to discuss it in a low voice."

Shen Sui also nodded hurriedly and whispered, "What's going on? Tell me, tell me."

The elder sighed, "I don't know. I'm from the Demon Realm. I only know that the current Demon King was attacked by an unknown entity and was seriously injured."

"Is there any heir?" Shen Sui asked.

The elder pointed three fingers and said, "Originally, there was only one prince and one princess. Two years ago, the princess, who had been living in the world of immortal cultivation, returned. Now, there are three candidates competing for the title. However, they still have to pass the test of the Demon Clan Temple. After all, only by gaining the recognition of the Demon Clan Temple can one become the Demon King."

Shen Sui agreed deeply: "Then what are the strengths of these three successors?"

"I don't know much about the second princess who came back two years ago. After all, she has been living in seclusion since she came back. But the other two all have their own trusted subordinates, and they are basically eyeing the position of Demon King." The elder said, shaking his head.

Chen Sui listened and exclaimed: "If they are recognized by the Demon Clan Temple, then the other two successors can only obey the orders of the Demon King?"

"Yes," the elder looked at the ever-dark sky of the demon world, "after all, the Demon Clan Temple does not allow bloodlines to kill each other."

"Then it seems that the current Demon King's injury was not caused by people from the demon world." Chen Sui sighed.

The elder sneered: "They really can't take action, but they can find people from other realms to take action."

Shen Sui felt a chill run down his spine: "Okay, I take it back."

"Where do you want me to take you?" The elder stopped talking nonsense with Chen Sui.

Shen Sui said sincerely: "The demon world."

The elder glanced at her, then waved his hand. Soon, the demon army split into two groups. He pointed at the other group and said, "These are demon cultivators. They want to return to the demon world. Just follow them."

Shen Sui nodded.

She followed these demon cultivators slowly. After walking for an unknown amount of time, she saw a barrier belonging to the demon world. She was not sure whether this barrier would stop her.

She took out a demonic fruit from her pocket and swallowed it in a few gulps. Then her aura was filled with a few traces of demonic energy.

This kind of fruit is very common in the human world and is non-toxic. It is usually used by people to enter the mountains and forests to reduce the vigilance of prey. On the way from the abandoned trade road to Moyue City, the hunter told her so and kindly gave her several.

She didn't think much about it at the time, because the fruits were small, so she just stuffed several into her pocket.

I didn't expect it to work now.

She successfully entered the demon world, and then quietly distanced herself from these demon cultivators.

Now she had to change her clothes. Shen Sui silently found a dark alley, but as soon as she entered, she heard a creaking sound.

Looking closely, Shen Sui saw several people with rabbit ears, holding bloody bones in their hands and gnawing on them with great enthusiasm.

Shen Sui did not disturb them.

She retreated quietly. She had thought the opposite. The demon world was different from the human world. The darker the place, the more likely it was to be filled with demon cultivators.

So now she should...

Shen Sui naturally took out a black scarf from his pocket, tied it around his face, and swaggered into an inn.

Although the inn in the demon world is much darker than the inn in the immortal world, it is much quieter.

Shen Sui asked in a hoarse voice, "Who's there?"

The dozing waiter was startled and his ears twitched. Chen Sui couldn't tell what breed it was. He said, "Are you here for a night or to stay overnight?"