Therefore, it is highly likely that this first demonic cultivator was imprisoned underground in the Prison Shore Pool by a powerful talisman-wielding expert or even her master. The talismans carved on the stone were the magical artifacts used to suppress him.
Ten thousand years passed, and he finally died underground, leaving only a skeleton.
As for the other demonic cultivators, they might have initially belonged to other cultivators. The Purifying Demon-Slaying Talisman has no effect on other cultivators, so he could find a way to enter, obtain that demonic cultivator's treasure, and become a new demonic cultivator.
Jia Xitong filled in the blanks in her mind and then felt that she had figured out the truth.
"By the way, why did you suddenly ask about this?"
Wan Zhi's voice came from the hall, tinged with a hint of curiosity.
"Of course I've been there."
Jia Xitong answered casually.
She had barely finished speaking when Wan Zhi suddenly fell silent for a moment. After a brief pause, his voice slowly came through, "So you saw something underground?"
White bones, you know.
Of course she saw it.
Just as Jia Xitong was about to answer, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, so she stopped and asked instead, "What's on the ground?"
"Isn't it rumored that the world's first demonic cultivator died there, and that there are all sorts of treasures there?"
Wan Zhi's tone returned to normal, but his previous demeanor made Jia Xitong suspicious.
That inexplicable wariness prevented her from telling the truth: "We only went to the Prisoner's Pool to find a way to dispel Senior Bai Yu's demonic power; we didn't do anything else."
That's a bit of a pity.
After saying that, she clicked her tongue regretfully to make her words seem more credible.
"Actually, it's not a pity. You're out there working so hard, do you know what your host is doing?" Wan Zhi suddenly lowered his voice, but even such a simple action could arouse curiosity.
Jia Xitong was indeed very curious, "What did he do?"
Wan Zhi: "Yan Qing is thinking about how to deploy martial arts practitioners to wipe them out as quickly as possible."
"Given his extreme dislike for demonic cultivators, isn't it normal for him to have such thoughts?"
Jia Xitong couldn't understand why he was speaking in that strange tone, pretending to be mysterious.
"Do you know why Yan Qing wants to eliminate them quickly?"
Wan Zhi's rhetorical question stumped Jia Xitong.
To be honest, she really didn't know why Shang Yanting was so eager to eliminate the demonic cultivators. But setting aside personal grudges, that left only the greater good of the community.
"He probably thinks that demonic cultivators are a threat to all cultivators. My master is like that sometimes. Because he is in a high position, he sometimes goes to extremes."
In this situation, someone like her is needed to provide balance.
As she thought about it, Jia Xitong suddenly felt that she had become important.
"You just believe the excuses he gave you?"
Wan Zhi's voice carried a hint of sarcasm, "Don't you know that the cultivators from the major academies were captured as soon as they landed? The people in the martial arts region have been urging him countless times to rescue them."
Several cultivators from various academies have been arrested...
"Didn't they arrive around the same time as us?"
In less than two months, the demonic cultivators wiped them all out. "Weren't these people supposed to be elites from various academies? They just came here to deliver their heads to the demonic cultivators! My host not only has to fight against the demonic cultivators, but also take care of them. What's the point of talking about destruction?"
She felt at the time that this group of people was unreliable; who would hold a banquet on the way to war?
And a blessing banquet...
Pray &$#％&……!
Jia Xitong cursed him in her heart.
That's not my point!
Jia Xitong lay on the bed in the inner room, while Wan Zhi was placed in a corner of the outer room. The two were quite a distance apart, preventing Wan Zhi from seeing her indignant expression, but that wasn't the point!
"Among this group of people, there is one with a special identity. She is a descendant of Mo Hongyun, the only Martial Saint among your martial arts practitioners. All of your master's efforts during this period have been primarily aimed at rescuing her! As for the others, they are merely an excuse."
Wan Zhi finished saying everything that came to mind in one breath, and then he looked forward to Jia Xitong's reaction.
What would happen if your beloved were to find out that you're working hard for her while she's losing sleep and doing everything she can to save another woman?
Questioning, shock, anger, resentment, and even hatred.
Wanzhi is now very disappointed that he wasn't in the inner room, so he could have clearly seen the various rich expressions on her face.
However, Jia Xitong's peculiar thought process was destined to disappoint Wan Zhi. Her first reaction was: "Oh? How much benefit did Senior Hongyun give him?"
"...Don't you understand? What I mean is that Yan Qing didn't go looking for you after you left, but went to save other women."
Wan Zhi took a deep breath. "You don't think it's just a simple rescue, do you? You'll end up playing the hero and offering yourself in return. You're of lowly status and have no background. How can you compare to the descendants of the Martial Emperor? Yan Qing will kick you aside for power, and you can ride on Mo Hongyun's coattails and soar to great heights."
Jia Xitong remained silent after hearing this.
Wanzhi was satisfied when he saw her reaction.
Yan Qing is a young man who has achieved great success at a young age and is very thoughtful.
He claimed to be firmly committed to eradicating the demonic cultivators, yet while stationing martial cultivators there, he didn't invade the demonic cultivators' territory in the slightest. Wan Zhi couldn't fathom what he was thinking or what his plans were, but Wan Zhi was getting impatient.
All I want is for demonic cultivators and martial cultivators to be united. Is that wish so hard to be fulfilled?
Since Yan Qing still hasn't made a move, then I'll just stir things up myself.
Throughout history, even the strongest fortress can crumble from within. Yan Qing is an exceptionally perfect individual, but he is suspicious, distrustful, and prone to jealousy.
He first sowed the seeds of conflict between Yan Qing and Xi Tong, then dragged Bai Yu Zhenjun into it. He didn't believe Yan Qing could hold back under these circumstances.
Or, if anything happens to True Monarch Baiyu, the demonic cultivators will definitely fight them to the death.
Just thinking about it makes me excited and thrilled!
Wan Zhi's face revealed a devilish smile, but Jia Xitong's next words froze his smile.
"Wanzhi, are you deliberately belittling me?"
Jia Xitong carefully considered his words: "You are so ordinary, so plain. How can you compare to xxx? They are like celestial beings, while you are just grass on the ground."
What the hell is this?
"Aren't you worried about your own fate of being shattered at any moment, yet you look down on me for being born into an ordinary family?"
Jia Xitong flipped her over and said, "You don't even look at yourself properly. You're ugly, and kids would cry if they saw you at night. Your name is Wan Zhi, but you only know a little. If I asked you to sing a song, you could only howl like a ghost."
"Who would want you besides a beautiful and kind girl like me?"
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