"Brought by the Sect Master? Hmm, a hundred-year-old Void Refinement Realm cultivator, indeed a promising talent. But hasn't the Sect Master been neglecting to recruit new disciples for too long? How could he forget something so important!"

Seeing that the other party seemed to have misunderstood again, Yu Ling said, "Ahem, I'm not the sect leader's disciple either. Actually, the sect leader said he would assign me to the Venerable Si's seat..."

"Si Beihan?!"

This time it was the man in black robes who was surprised. He never expected that this kid would be so lucky. He was the sect's number one pillar who had already stepped into the ranks of True Immortals.

He looked at Yu Ling incredulously, then examined her closely again. He had to admit that Yu Ling's appearance was indeed quite remarkable after her successive breakthroughs, and her cultivation level wasn't achieved through pills; in fact, it was far superior to others in the same realm. It seemed this kid was truly extraordinary.

How did the sect leader manage to recruit such a promising talent? Could he be an illegitimate child left behind by the sect leader...? Hehehe...

The man in black robes secretly imagined all sorts of scandalous affairs, but he didn't consider the legitimate avenues of ascension. He didn't dare ask aloud, but instead continued:

"With your qualifications, you'd barely qualify to be that person's apprentice, so how did you even get to the fourth floor?"

\"Well......\"

This stumped Yu Ling. How did she get in? She had expanded her divine soul to envelop her physical body and rushed up in one breath, but could she say that?

"...I came up here."

Tsk, what a pointless statement, it's as good as saying nothing at all.

The man in black robes wasn't angry after hearing this. After all, Yu Ling was still a newcomer, and to have reached the Void Refinement stage at such a young age was already considered top-tier cultivation talent in the sect. Moreover, she was the disciple of that freak Si Beihan. Seeing that she seemed completely unaware of how she got in, he didn't want to reprimand her any further.

Moreover, Yu Ling's calm and composed attitude didn't displease him. So he didn't press further, waving his hand and saying, "Alright, since that's the case, you should leave now. Remember to bring your token next time."

"Thank you, senior. Goodbye."

Yu Ling cupped her hands in a respectful gesture, then turned to walk out of the tower again...

But the man in the black robe called out to her again.

"Wait, let me take you out. Even if your body is resilient, you can't be abused like this."

Yu Ling, who was grabbed by the waist and carried away, was jostled along the way. She was powerless to break free, and her gloomy mood was written on her face, which made her even more determined to find her original body.

Outside the tower, the sect leader, seeing Yu Ling being carried out by the man in black robes, finally remembered something he had forgotten.

However, here, after becoming disciples, all the direct disciples would soak in the sect's spiritual liquid pool to repair their hidden injuries, so there shouldn't be any major problems. Without asking Yu Ling what she had taken, he led her away to continue the process.

This was his senior brother's first disciple, so he felt more at ease having him personally arrange things.

After Yu Ling was shown around the sect and settled into her accommodations, it was already getting dark. Soon the sun set, leaving only a sliver of moon hanging in the sky. Living alone in such a large courtyard, it seemed she was benefiting from her new master's privilege of having an entire peak master reside in one.

The sect's layout was roughly the same as the original owner's former Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but its scale was extremely luxurious. A peak was not just a mountain, but had everything from the peak master's main hall to the teaching hall, martial arts platform, medicine hall, warehouse, etc., but there was no one there, it was completely empty.

Yu Ling spent the whole day with the sect leader, but he didn't take the idea of ​​becoming a disciple to heart. He didn't have the energy to study the situation of Qixia Sect. Even his cultivation level wasn't a problem now. With his own soul cheat and the rapid progress of the early stages of the Ruthless Path, he only needed to find a place to go into seclusion.

Most importantly, we still need to figure out how to use this human body to enter the extremely cold land. And who exactly put that piece of the original body that flowed into the lower realm? How strange!

Finally getting a chance to be alone, the Demon Lord was able to emerge from the iron sword. Unlike Yu Ling, who possessed others with the help of a main god, having one's soul possess an inanimate object for a class was not a pleasant experience. The Demon Lord's soul floated to the side and complained:

"Is the sect leader of Qixia Sect crazy? He's dragging his feet on recruiting a new disciple. It's driving me crazy."

Yu Ling was also a master of cultivating the divine soul, so she could naturally see the other party's figure. He was a gloomy man with horns on his head, and his long purple hair was flying everywhere. His handsome appearance was strange and evil under the embellishment of demonic patterns.

"Alright, now tell me your role. The rewards you give me will also be given to me by Qixia Sect."

Yu Ling pretended not to see the other party. He would not submit to the Demon Lord because of the other party's past glory. If he was useless, he would throw him to Chu Fan tomorrow.

"Actually, I can give you even more, can't I? With me by your side, what secret realm can't you go to? Even the territories of the demon race and the monster race, I can ensure you can pass through without any obstacles."

The Demon Lord curled his lips into a smile, looking far more beautiful than the fearsome demon lord of legend. His voice, corrupted by demonic energy, wasn't particularly moving, but it still possessed a unique charm.

"........" Okay, it was useless after all.

Yu Ling then asked, "So how do you plan to recover?"

"That's easy, just go to the demon realm and find some treasures to rebuild your physical body."

A treasure to rebuild your physical body? Are you kidding me?!

Could this Demon Lord be playing a trick on him...?

"...It's quite simple, and it sounds so real. Alright, I know you're not dead at all. Now tell me, where is your original body? I'll send it back to you."

How could Yu Ling not know the mindset of someone who has died once? This Demon Lord is probably in a state of soul separation right now.

"Wow, you're really something, you actually guessed it."

The Demon Lord finally straightened his attitude and began to tell the truth.

"Alright, little sword cultivator, my true body is currently imprisoned in the Demon Subduing Tower. I can only wait until you become stronger before we find an opportunity to release me. You can't help me now."

The Demon-Subduing Tower? Does such a place even exist?

Oh, right, he remembered now, it seemed to be something from some sect's forbidden area.

"Finally, you've told the truth..." Yu Ling said, "However, how can you, a demonic cultivator, believe that I would really help you? Aren't you afraid that I'll expose your existence just by saying it out loud?"

"No, you won't, because you cultivate the path of ruthlessness. I will wait for you... wait for the day you fall into demonic ways."

The Demon Lord said meaningfully, and then possessed the wristband that Yu Ling was wearing on her left hand, the one that Yu Ling brought out from the Weapon Tower.

Yu Ling was too lazy to say anything more. She sat cross-legged and entered meditation, thinking that the probability of the ruthless path falling into demonic ways was indeed quite high, but he didn't need to be so certain, did he?

I don't have any psychological problems, so why am I so sure I'll fall into demonic possession?!

...After Yu Ling entered into a race against time to cultivate, in the outer sect...

Knock knock knock.

\"who?\"

Chu Fan sat up abruptly and looked warily toward the door.