Shang Yanting's concerns were not without merit.
The demonic cultivators on the other side of the mainland have never stopped eyeing the mainland covetously.
Moldo and his group were just scouts; Mudo and his men were the advance party.
The continent where the demonic cultivators reside is a vast distance away from the martial cultivation continent. Due to the distance constraint, their original plan was for Miao Duo to lead people to find the magical treasures of the Queshan Mountain system first. After Miao Duo established a foothold in the Queshan Mountain system, he would use it as a base for the demonic cultivators to secretly transport demonic soldiers and generals and launch a large-scale attack on the martial cultivation continent.
They had been preparing for this plan for many years.
They arrived full of confidence, believing that even if they couldn't defeat the martial arts practitioners who had dominated the continent for hundreds of years, they could still teach them a profound lesson.
This caused those martial arts practitioners who had lived peacefully for hundreds of years to turn pale at the mention of demons and become fearful and uneasy.
Let them know that the demonic cultivators have returned, and the era of martial arts cultivators dominating the field is coming to an end.
However, reality gave them a harsh lesson.
After landing, Mudo only surveyed the island for treasures. Finding none, he hunted some magical beasts and gathered some spiritual plants.
Then he immediately went back.
All talk of advance troops and establishing footholds is meaningless.
Mudo arrived quickly and left just as fast, with no intention of lingering there. As for the spiritual plants he brought back, they weren't even worth the travel expenses.
A few months later, they returned to the demonic cultivators' territory, leaving the second group of demonic cultivators who were preparing to set off dumbfounded and enraging the bigwig who had orchestrated everything.
Why didn't you discuss this with us when you returned?
"That's what the leader said angrily."
"My Lord Demon Lord, it's not that I don't want to discuss this with you, but it's just that it takes a month or two to come and go to spread the message. If we don't leave, I'm afraid the elite demons I'm taking with me will all meet with misfortune."
Mudo didn't want to come back like this either, but, "We probably underestimated the strength of the martial arts practitioners."
That day, he used a tracking mosquito, and Moldo told him a lot.
He was fighting a slave.
Despite his lowly status, he treated the princess of a small country with utmost respect.
This cultivator, whom I met so casually, was actually a Martial Emperor! We were both at the initial stage, yet I was completely suppressed by him and had no power to resist.
A mere slave boy was able to defeat their elders in the Demon City.
"Demon Lord, in the past few hundred years, we have made progress, and martial arts cultivation has also progressed."
Mudo said with a grave expression, "Our previous plan was too aggressive and reckless, without knowing anything about them."
Upon hearing Mudo's words, the Demon Lord's expression turned serious, while the other elders and high-ranking members in the room began to whisper among themselves. They didn't believe Mudo would lie, because before leaving the Demon Capital, Mudo had been a staunch advocate of war, even boasting that he would wipe out the entire martial arts cultivation force within three years.
Even he felt the plan was too radical, so they really needed to reconsider their attack on the martial arts practitioners.
On the other side
The common people of the demonic cultivation realm.
Lord Mudo went to the opposite side of Wuxiu in a fierce manner, but returned in a sorry state a few months later, as everyone witnessed.
Given this, the demonic cultivators couldn't help but wonder what they had encountered.
"Don't think it's shameful that Lord Mudo has returned. We are very fortunate to be back." The Seven Dwarfs sat at the table and boasted to their friends about their thrilling experience.
The onlookers, seeing their surviving appearance, became even more curious. "What exactly happened?"
"We encountered two martial arts practitioners in the Queshan Mountain Range."
"Tch, they're just two martial arts practitioners."
Everyone was intrigued, but when they heard the explanation, they felt that the explanation was just a charade.
In recent years, demonic cultivators at the Earth Rank have been advocating the theory of demonic cultivators crushing their opponents.
Almost all demonic cultivators have devoted themselves to cultivation over the past century, and now the entire demonic cultivation continent is filled with cultivators at the Demonic Spirit Realm and cultivators at the Demonic Sect Realm are as common as dogs.
Their overall strength has increased by an unknown amount.
Their impression of martial arts practitioners was that they were like cabbages, easily chopped down with a single stroke.
"Ha, the martial arts practitioners in reality are not the same as those described in books!"
The Seven Sons of Zhumang, having been to sea before, looked at him with disdain, their eyes filled with ignorance and contempt. "You have no idea how terrifying they are!"
"They are stronger than Lord Mudo, and they are also cruel."
"They killed Lord Moldo."
"They enjoy eating people, especially demonic cultivators."
The seven began to recount the sins of Shang Yanting and Jia Xitong, their voices so loud they drowned out the doubts of others. But to those around them, their words sounded somewhat absurd.
People around them began to question, "Impossible, right?"
"Don't martial arts practitioners pride themselves on being representatives of justice and kindness?"
"Ha, you yourself said they're just boasting."
The Seven Sons of Zhumang sneered, "Lord Moldo has already been eaten by them, and look at our wrists and ankles, they were all their doing."
Martial arts practitioners' favorite pastime is hanging people upside down to dry them into jerky, then smoking them with fruitwood charcoal before eating them.
The witnesses and physical evidence are gathered together.
Furthermore, since Elder Mudo's return, the bigwigs in Shanghai have not taken any action, leading many to remain skeptical and even speculate whether it is true.
The Seven Sons of Zhumang tirelessly recounted their legendary experiences during their voyages to those around them.
The story recounts how Lord Moldo's ship sank, how many of them died during their arduous journey, and most importantly, how they narrowly escaped from two vicious martial arts masters. The account is a mixture of truth and fiction, with some exaggeration and speculation.
After several rounds of dissemination, the fact that martial arts practitioners feed on demonic cultivators has become a topic of conversation. Some demonic mothers even threaten disobedient children late at night while trying to soothe them, saying, "If you don't go to sleep obediently, those evil martial arts practitioners will eat you up."
As for the martial arts cultivation area, it is rumored to be extremely dangerous.
After all, that was a place where even the most arrogant and powerful people had to carry plates on their heads.
Of course, the martial arts realm isn't better than the demonic realm in every way.
For example, their alchemy and martial arts skills are terrible.
The sixth of the Seven Dwarfs puffed out his chest and said with a touch of arrogance, "We were forced to first take the legendary 'Liver and Intestines Tear Pill' from martial arts practitioners. Legend has it that if we don't take the antidote, we will die of liver and intestines tearing apart the next day."
We were on tenterhooks for a long time, but nothing happened.
Zhu Liu's expression was one of relief after surviving a close call. "We're lucky to be alive, to have survived such a perilous situation."
Thanks to the relentless propaganda of the Seven Sons of Zhumang, the image of martial arts practitioners as powerful, cruel, and cannibalistic, yet skilled at refining rubbish pills, quickly spread, subverting the original story.
Therefore, the higher-ups and public opinion reached a delicate consensus at this moment—to temporarily suspend the attack on the martial arts practitioners.
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