Something terrible has happened...something really bad has happened.
This is true; recently, a lot of major events have happened in the Eastern Wilderness, and they are all kinds of major events.
First, the new Demon Saint ascended to the throne, then the negotiations between the Demon Saint and the Immortal broke down, and now the situation is so tense that the Immortal has stepped in to forcibly conscript soldiers.
The above-mentioned events can all be considered major events.
And this Eastern Wilderness is the gathering place for recent major events.
Wu Er was probably used to it, and when he heard that it was a big deal this time, he didn't react much and remained very calm.
"Speak, what's the big deal that made you all flee?"
The goat demon sighed a few more times and said in a trembling voice, "This Eastern Wilderness was first divided up by various forces, and now it is rife with disease. Our Emperor is heartbroken."
Disease is rampant?
I haven't heard anyone use this word for a long time since I started cultivating immortality.
Ordinary people and things are prone to illness, and those who are weak and lack spiritual protection will suffer from a constant stream of major and minor ailments throughout their lives.
However, once one cultivates immortality and gains spiritual power to protect their body, they will be free from all diseases.
Even the plague, which killed tens of thousands of mortals, cannot infect cultivators.
Demons, though they call themselves a race, are not much different from cultivators; both are protected by spiritual power.
It's strange that he got sick.
Wu Er was somewhat skeptical and said, "Is it an illness? But where was the person poisoned? How can someone with cultivation level get sick?"
Upon hearing this, the goat demon said with absolute certainty, "It is an illness, His Majesty has said so, it is an illness!"
Although he was still somewhat skeptical, since even the Demon Saint said it was an illness, he, a Nascent Soul cultivator, dared not make a hasty conclusion.
Out of curiosity, Wu Er continued to ask, "What kind of disease is it? What could possibly make you flee like this?"
"My benefactor, you have no idea!" the goat demon said with a bitter face. "If you get this disease, first your whole body will rot, then you will go mad, and finally you will lose your mind and kill any living thing you see!"
His body was covered in festering sores... He would kill anything that was alive?
Upon hearing this symptom, a word suddenly popped into Wu Er's mind.
Zombie virus?
The phenomena are so similar!
Although they look alike, Wu Er knew perfectly well that they couldn't possibly be the same thing.
Since this is a world of cultivation, if a G-virus or something were to occur, let alone the taste of the food.
Based on the many novels Wu Er had read in his previous life, it's likely that even the Heavenly Dao wouldn't allow such a technologically advanced thing to exist.
Okay, let's set aside what kind of illness this is.
However, in terms of the scale of a biohazard crisis, this is indeed a natural disaster.
Wu Er asked again, "Can anyone get this disease?"
The goat demon replied, "That's not true. It's useless against demons with Nascent Soul cultivation or higher."
Nascent Soul and higher cultivation levels are useless...
In other words, the combat power of the high-ranking members of the Eastern Wilderness demon race was not significantly affected, but the middle and lower ranks suffered a devastating disaster.
No wonder there are no demon soldiers stationed nearby.
Most of these minor demon soldiers are at the Foundation Establishment stage, the majority are at the Golden Core stage, and only a few elite soldiers are at the Nascent Soul stage.
In that case, it's equivalent to the Eastern Wilderness demon race having no soldiers to use and having to send a large number of experts to various places to take charge.
This is a time when defenses are weak, and the newly enthroned Demon Saint of the Eastern Wilderness has no solid foundation, so this natural disaster is truly difficult for him.
If the three human immortals were to suddenly send troops at this time, many places of the demon race would likely be undefended, and wouldn't they be able to take away a lot of land for nothing?
Moreover, the disease came about in a strange way, out of nowhere. How could a disease that could infect the demon race suddenly appear?
Could it be that the three immortals of the human race deliberately released them?
But if it was released by the three immortals of the human race, why aren't they sending troops to attack now?
When you connect certain things, the deeper you think about it, the more confused you become.
"These are their problems..."
Wu Er muttered something under his breath.
Even if he knew about this, he couldn't do anything about it. It seems that the new demon saint of the Eastern Wilderness doesn't have a solution yet, since it can infect demons with cultivation. A mere Nascent Soul cultivator shouldn't get too involved.
Although he has the heart to save the world, he lacks the power to do so, so he can only take care of the present.
Seeing the demons fleeing, Wu Er cleared his throat and called out, "I have some pills here; those who are injured should take them first!"
Seeing the group of demons who were exhausted and covered in injuries, Wu Er was not stingy and took out the pills he had prepared for the trip and distributed them to the demons.
Hmm, my maternal instincts are kicking in again.
After letting the demons rest, he led them on their way.
The rest is simple.
Wu Er will take a long detour back to Zhongzhou, and will inevitably pass through some remote places along the way. He will then choose a decent place, set up some formations, and settle these demons there.
Fortunately, these are all demons, most of whom have abstained from grains, and the lesser demons who haven't abstained from grains aren't as picky about food as humans.
Therefore, as long as a relatively safe area is designated, there is no need to worry about their livelihood.
They're easy to raise...
The journey was rather dull.
Not all remote places have beautiful scenery, and in the Eastern Wilderness, any place with any spiritual energy has already been designated.
Therefore, the road that Wu Er chose had a very desolate landscape.
Sparse, yellowish grass, exposed brown rocks, and dry air.
If an ordinary person were to walk through this desolate and treacherous place, they would probably die within a day.
These demons had it tough too, but thanks to Wu Er's meager supply of pills and the little food he had brought, they managed to hold on.
"What kind of place is this... I never expected it to be so terrible."
Along the way, Wu Er was very worried about the future of these demons. The spiritual energy in these places was pitifully thin, and they were not suitable for demons to live in.
"Let's all take a rest."
Wu Er called out, wanting the group of demons to rest for a while.
This large group of demons was also exhausted, so they all transformed into their original forms and lay down on the ground to rest.
Seeing that they had rested, Wu Er went to another place.
This isn't about abandoning them. Although I've had that thought before, I gave up because of my conscience. I just want to find a place to relax.
"This is so annoying, so annoying."
In one place, Wu Er walked along complaining.
Perhaps driven to the extreme by his frustration, he muttered incoherently, "If Heaven has eyes, then send a fairy to save me."
And the author... no, cough, it seems the Heavenly Dao heard this voice.
Just as Wu Er was walking forward in confusion, he saw a figure on a small hill.
When Wu Er saw that figure, his eyes widened; he would never forget that back view for the rest of his life.
Even more coincidentally, at that very moment, a gentle breeze suddenly blew through this desolate place.
After a gentle breeze blew by, a series of crisp sounds rang out.
Upon hearing the crisp sound, Wu Er became even more excited, muttering, "To think, I've encountered it here."
Those crisp sounds, like the sounds of the heavens, stimulating every nerve.
That's... the sound of a bell.
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