The demonic cultivator's suggestion immediately appealed to everyone. No matter how powerful Tuoba San was, he was still just one person. Under such circumstances, if everyone attacked together, how many could he withstand?
Even if he could kill everyone, it would still take time, right?
If we can seize this opportunity, we'll have a chance to take the spiritual liquid from my hands...
However, demonic cultivators are all selfish. Even if they attack together, no one will actively choose to attack Tuoba San. Everyone understands that the person who strikes first has an almost 100% chance of dying...
Just as everyone was at a stalemate, I drank the spiritual liquid in the porcelain bottle in one gulp…
Seeing my throat tighten, the demonic cultivators couldn't help but swallow hard; it looked so damn tempting…
Many people believe they only need a single drop of the elixir to break through, but I drank an entire bottle without hesitation—it was too stimulating…
After putting the bottle down, I let out a burp. At least a third of the surging spiritual energy had been lost because of that burp…
This made the surrounding demonic cultivators feel an intense, agonizing pain, even more unbearable than being killed…
But what devastated them even more was that I turned the porcelain bottle upside down, and amidst their tense and distraught state, a drop of spiritual liquid actually slid out of the bottle…
If it had been drunk, that would have been fine, but I treated it like garbage, shaking the porcelain bottle, and the last drop of spiritual liquid fell to the ground in front of countless demonic cultivators, turning into spiritual energy and dissipating into the air...
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to kill you..."
Suddenly, one of the demonic cultivators was driven mad by the shock. Some demonic cultivators, already mentally impaired due to the influence of their demonic arts, lost their minds completely after such a shock…
The demonic cultivator charged out, knife in hand, shouting as he went.
"I'll show you the power of my forty-meter-long machete..."
But just as he rushed out, he was struck by a sword light, and the demonic cultivator's body was split in two and fell to the ground...
The demonic cultivator didn't die immediately; even though he was split in two, he still roared at me instinctively.
"I'm going to kill you... kill you..."
His actions triggered a chain reaction, and several figures immediately rushed towards me...
"Hmph! They're courting death..."
Tuoba San's tone was disdainful, and a hint of crimson flashed in his eyes as he faced the numerous demonic cultivators—the effect of absorbing a large amount of killing intent…
This meant that his killing intent had reached its peak. The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot. Apart from the shouting demonic cultivators, there was only a figure as fast as lightning moving through the world...
The strongest of these demonic cultivators didn't even manage to get within ten meters of me...
The sword energy entered his body, and the demonic cultivator's consciousness was instantly annihilated by the killing intent, leaving him no chance to struggle...
As death spread, even the demonic cultivators, who were known as demon lords, stopped in their tracks, staring in fear at Tuoba San…
Who knew that I would then take out another bottle of elixir and drink it right in front of them...
The surviving demonic cultivator's face was extremely grim, and he couldn't help but curse me inwardly...
They all think I'm being incredibly cheap, that I would use this method to provoke their sensitive nerves at a time like this...
It was precisely because of this that news of Tuoba San possessing the spiritual liquid began to circulate within the territory of the Western Demon Sect. No one knew the exact amount, but his father, being an ordinary person, could drink it like water…
Despite the countless demonic cultivators beating their chests and stamping their feet, wishing they could tear open my internal organs and pluck out the spiritual liquid, they were all intimidated by Tuoba San and dared not make any rash moves...
Demon Cloud Sect!
A handsome young man was drinking tea, and there wasn't a trace of demonic energy about him. He sat there as if he had merged with the universe...
This person is Yuan Xiu, the Holy Son of the Demon Cloud Sect, and he was the one who initiated this Heavenly Pride Dao Discussion Conference…
He had always looked down on the prodigies of the Western Demonic Sect, considering them nothing more than a rabble...
However, as the Holy Son of the Demon Cloud Sect, if he wants to control the Western Demon Sect in the future, he will need to deal with these Holy Sons and Holy Daughters, since they are all key figures cultivated by their respective sects and are very likely to become the leaders of their sects...
This grand gathering of geniuses is an opportunity he's giving these people—an opportunity to submit to him…
"Holy Son, rumors are circulating that a man named Tuoba San is running rampant in the Western Demon Sect's territory. He has already destroyed the Heartless Demon Sect and the Ghost Fiend Sect, and killed several of their holy sons..."
A disciple knelt respectfully before Yuan Xiu, recounting a major event within the Demonic Sect…
Upon hearing his disciple's report, Yuan Xiu frowned and couldn't help but ask coldly.
"The Demonic Sect is full of talented people, is there no one who can kill him?"
"Reporting to the Holy Son, no one can kill him. On the contrary, many of those who went were killed by Tuoba San. Now, the entire Western Demon Sect is in a state of panic..."
Hearing the disciple's words, a hint of anger appeared on Yuan Xiu's handsome face...
"They can't even handle such a small matter; the Western Demon Sect is truly useless..."
Yuan Xiu's words were filled with disdain for the demonic sects of the west...
"Holy Son, this Tuoba San is very strong, and also very arrogant..."
The disciple recounted all of Tuoba San's deeds, even mentioning how he had recently used spiritual liquid to quench the thirst of his ordinary father...
This caused Yuan Xiu's aura to erupt instantly. Even he, if he wanted to consume spiritual liquid, would only do so at a crucial moment of breakthrough; otherwise, such strategic resources would not be easily given to disciples...
To think that someone would use such a rare and precious herb to quench their thirst—this isn't just arrogance, it's an insult to all cultivators…
If he could obtain enough spiritual liquid right now, then breaking through to the Martial Emperor realm wouldn't be impossible...
As the Holy Son, he was already at the peak of the Ninth Rank Martial Emperor realm and could break through at any time, but he was always just a little bit short of the right opportunity...
"It seems we have to teach them a lesson. Since the Remnant Blood Sect wants revenge, we'll use them to test Tuoba San. If we can capture him, that would be best. If the Remnant Blood Sect is no match for us, it will force Tuoba San to reveal his trump card. Then, at the Heavenly Pride Tournament, I can step in and restore the Demonic Sect's reputation. This is truly a gift of prestige..."
A powerful confidence flashed in Yuan Xiu's eyes. The belief that he was invincible among his peers was deeply ingrained in his bones, so when he heard about Tuoba San's achievements, he didn't think they were anything special...
"Your Majesty is wise. In time, your prestige will be unmatched, and those sects will be completely subservient to you..."
The disciple subtly flattered Yuan Xiu, making him even more arrogant...
Yuan Xiu's order quickly reached the Remnant Blood Sect, which greatly displeased the entire sect...
It's unclear where this holy son got his confidence to order their entire sect around, but when they heard about the benefits Yuan Xiu promised, the Remnant Blood Sect was tempted…
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