"Master, why don't we just fight those monsters? They've really gone too far!"

A young man, somewhat impatient, couldn't help but speak up.

"Tianwen, you're being too impulsive."

“I know, but…”

"Alright, that's enough." Tian Yong's gaze was deep as he coldly ordered the servant beside him, "Go to the death row and bring that beast to me."

"yes."

Before long, a group of people brought in a cage containing an old woman whose face was obscured.

He wasn't quite right to call himself an old woman, because his hair was unusually short, making him look more like a man.

"Master, who is this?"

Everyone looked at the person in the cage with curiosity, but a hint of disgust flashed in their eyes.

They all moved away from the cage, almost as if by unspoken agreement.

Upon noticing their actions, the person chained in the cage suddenly went berserk, opening their mouth and shouting incessantly, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth.

The shouts were unclear, as if the throat was injured, and all that could be heard was a hissing.

"You lowly thing!" Tian Yong couldn't help but curse angrily. "Jiu Qing, how dare you act so arrogantly in front of us in your current state?"

"You're nothing but a scum of the demon race. Tell me, if I hand you over to that snake demon, what will he do to you?"

The person in the cage suddenly fell silent, a flicker of fear in their eyes.

The young demon hunters were confused, but some of the more experienced ones looked at Jiu Qing with disdain.

It's just a neither-male-nor-female spirit, yet it wants to be both; it's utterly absurd.