After all, he's just a nobody in the second realm!
At this moment, he hated his good brother terribly. Why did he have to steal someone else's pet when he had nothing better to do?
We're all demonic cultivators, so who's easier to talk to than the other?
In just a short while.
The black-robed demonic cultivator was already at a disadvantage, covered in wounds.
Seeing that things were going badly, he didn't hesitate at all, immediately retrieved his Soul Refining Banner, and prepared to escape.
But when he tried to find his brother, he discovered that his beloved brother had been captured by King's Landing.
He immediately roared, "Release my brother!"
The boy closed his eyes, unable to hold back his tears, cursing inwardly, "So you idiot still remember you have a younger brother!"
They didn't even know when he was arrested!
What a great older brother!
Junlin patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "Tsk, what a deep brotherly bond! Sigh, if only one of you and your brother could live, who would you want to die?"
"Him!" The boy pointed directly to his good brother without the slightest hesitation.
The black-robed demonic cultivator was struck dumb, his face filled with disbelief.
Why?
Why would my own brother say such a thing!
Forced into it?
Yes! They must have been forced into it!
"Damn it! If you dare to harm a single hair on his head, I'll make sure your head rolls off the table!" the black-robed demonic cultivator gritted his teeth and roared.
"Damn, this is hilarious. Others become demonic cultivators because of their childhood experiences or bad personalities, but you're only a demonic cultivator because you're too stupid for any righteous sect to accept you, right?" Jun Lin couldn't help but laugh out loud.
now.
The black-robed demonic cultivator was already surrounded by the white-robed man and three other people.
Junlin waved his hand, signaling the three of them to make their move.
The next moment, another earth-shattering battle was about to break out.
However, the black-robed demonic cultivator was quite strong; his final counterattack killed all three except the one in white.
Even though the person in white managed to dodge in time, they still inevitably sustained some injuries.
"Go back. The soul within the Human Emperor's Banner is yours."
"Thank you, young master!" The man in white respectfully thanked him and returned to the Emperor's Banner.
Jun Lin stepped forward and absorbed the black-robed demonic cultivator's soul into the Soul Refining Banner.
Then he also collected the other party's Soul Refining Banner, as the souls inside were all valuable items.
After refining, it can be used as rations and later rewarded to the White Robe or other later members of the Human Emperor Banner.
"Um, can you just give me a quick death?" At this moment, the black-robed demon cultivator's younger brother was a little scared; he didn't want to be tortured inside the Human Emperor Banner.
Junlin did not answer the boy's question, but smiled slightly and said, "Don't be afraid, what's your name?"
"Wan Ze." Wan Ze dared not hide anything and answered immediately.
"Hmm, you're from Qingxiao City?"
"yes."
Do you have a home in Qingxiao City?
"have."
"Take me there."
"good."
Every word the king uttered was met with unanimous response from all the creatures, for none dared to refuse.
Not long after.
Jun Lin and Yun Ruoxi entered Qingxiao City.
And Wanze took her to his home.
On the way, Junlin also learned about Wanze's family situation.
A family of demonic cultivators, consisting of a father, mother, and sister. Both parents are demonic cultivators at the early stage of the third realm, while the sister is still young and only at the first realm.
When Wanze arrived home, his younger sister came out to greet him.
"Brother, you're back!" Wan Ze's younger sister is named Wan Lin, a very cute little girl.
Wan Ze's lips twitched, revealing a less-than-attractive smile. "Yes."
A middle-aged woman walked over and, upon seeing Wan Ze, excitedly hugged him, saying, "Oh my, you scared me to death! I thought you went out with your brother."
Wan Ze scratched his head. "No, how could I possibly go out with my brother?"
He now deeply regrets not listening to his mother. Although his good older brother is the strongest in the family, he is truly unreliable!
The middle-aged woman also noticed Junlin and his companion at that moment.
He then said, "That's good. Are these two your friends? Welcome, welcome. Please come in and have a seat."
As he spoke, he warmly welcomed Junlin and Yun Ruoxi inside.
"I'm not going in." Yun Ruoxi shook her head, then shook Junlin's hand and said, "Brother Junlin, I want to go out and play for a while. Don't worry, I won't run away by myself."
Yun Ruoxi spoke sincerely because she realized that although things could still go wrong when she was by Jun Lin's side, Jun Lin was reliable!
"Whatever." Junlin didn't care. Whether he ran away or not didn't matter. He had found something more fun now.
After Yun Ruoxi left, Jun Lin entered Wan Ze's house.
A middle-aged man sitting in the house glanced coldly at Jun Lin and said in a chilling voice, "Are you a demonic cultivator?"
"Yes." Jun Lin nodded, and then took out the Human Emperor Banner to prove his identity.
Upon seeing the Emperor's Banner, the middle-aged man's expression softened considerably.
The middle-aged woman glared at the man. "What are you doing? He's Xiaoze's friend. Why are you scaring him?"
The middle-aged man turned his head away, got up, and went back to his room.
The middle-aged woman said helplessly, "I'm sorry, that's just how he is. It's just that things have been a bit unsettled in Qingxiao City lately."
Junlin asked curiously, "What's going on in Qingxiao City lately?"
"Sigh." The middle-aged woman sighed, "Recently, quite a few righteous cultivators have come to Qingxiao City, seemingly to gather information."
"Especially those disciples of the Wuyang Sect, they've recently learned to pretend to be demonic cultivators, and even coerce demonic cultivator disciples into taking them into the city to gather information."
The middle-aged woman said angrily, "These righteous cultivators deserve to die! We've been living peacefully here, and we haven't bothered anyone, but as soon as they arrive, they start talking about eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path!"
Jun Lin nodded in agreement, "That's right, those people from the Martial Yang Sect are really no good!"
Wan Ze sat silently to the side, somewhat puzzled as to what Jun Lin wanted to do.
The middle-aged woman sighed, "Oh well, let's not talk about that. It's almost lunchtime, I'll make you a bowl of beef noodles."
"Thank you, sister."
"Oh my, what a sweet talker! Wait patiently, little one." The middle-aged woman's face immediately lit up with a smile as she turned and walked towards the kitchen.
Only then did Junlin look at the trembling Wanze.
I suddenly had a funny idea.
He then took out his Wuyang Sect identity token and slowly pushed it in front of Wan Ze, saying, "How about we play a game?"
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