"Here's what I'll show you, Sword God. You'll understand then. The Qingyuan Pavilion you're looking for should be there!"

As she spoke, Meiji pointed her slender, jade-like hand, and the sky, which was originally shrouded in rain and mist, suddenly changed. The thick clouds gradually gathered into a huge vortex, and the center of the vortex gradually became transparent. Then, figures could be seen moving around. Many cultivators were walking back and forth, drinking and chatting happily, creating a lively scene!

Not far away, there was a bustling market with crowds of people. Some popular stalls were surrounded by a large number of cultivators. In the middle, someone was talking, and the cultivators below kept raising their hands and speaking, seemingly vying for something. The most peculiar thing was that almost every cultivator had a beautiful woman by their side, inseparable from them!

Every woman was exceptionally beautiful and had a refined demeanor, but their expressions varied. They were all meek and submissive, and would occasionally pour wine for the cultivators. They would endure the cultivators' embraces and shoves without a single complaint, but the sorrow between their brows was so deep that it was impossible to dispel it!

"What...what exactly is going on?"

"See those women serving you? They're all from our tribe!"

"This world is changing too fast. The once-powerful demon race, which could rival immortals, has fallen to such a state that they have to live a life of humiliation under the eaves of others, and even sacrifice their own people for the entertainment of other races. How pitiful and lamentable!"

Suddenly, the Ghost Immortal let out a long sigh. Li Sisui's expression turned solemn as he finally sensed something amiss. Could it be that Qingyuan Tower in Broken Halberd City was merely a cover for the Demon Breath Pavilion?

Does the city lord of Zheji City know about this?

What exactly is the relationship between demons and cultivators?

Are they enemies or friends?

Why is the poster's attitude so ambiguous?

In an instant, countless questions flooded Li Sisui's mind, like a tangled mess of yarn, leaving him with no clue whatsoever...