The 220th Hidden Sect Boss's Little Assistant (Sixty-Two)
The demon realm was so desolate that Gu Yanjing felt the wind stinging his face as he stood there.
This place is really awful; there's nothing to see here.
"Why isn't there a single person here?" Gu Yan exclaimed, swatting away the mosquitoes buzzing around him.
“This is the outer edge of the demon realm, a harsh environment, so naturally there’s no one here. I’ll accompany Zhuque inside to take a look.” Lu Lingjun raised his hand and froze the mosquitoes flying around, clearing the area for Gu Yanjing.
His daughter has always been so delicate; she probably wouldn't be able to stay in a bad environment.
"Hmm," Gu Yanjing replied with a grim expression.
The two walked together inside.
This demon realm is some small plane that drifted over from somewhere. Although the environment is not good, the spiritual energy is abnormally abundant.
After walking for half an hour, the two gradually came into view some quaint villages, with thatched houses resembling those in remote mountainous areas.
The two were clearly outsiders, and they were spotted as soon as they entered the village. A dozen or so demons carrying swords and knives came out of the houses. Some of them couldn't even retract their tails, which showed that they were small demons with very weak demonic power.
"You're from outside, what are you doing here?" A little demon with a cultivation level of 200* in the village held a tattered knife and looked at the two of them with a mixture of fear and ferocity.
His teeth were chattering as he spoke.
"Can't you come in and have some fun?" Lu Lingjun chuckled, glanced at the group of little demons, raised his hand, and an invisible force instantly knocked the weapons out of everyone's hands.
"Sir, it's certainly fine for you to come and visit, but sir, our village is desolate, and I'm afraid there's not much to see..."
Why don't you go somewhere else, sir?
Their village was small, and if such a powerful demon wanted to kill them, they would be utterly powerless to resist.
They're scared.
The two glanced at the group of trembling little demons, said nothing, made no trouble, and left directly.
As you walk further in, you can gradually see lush green trees. It looks no different from the outside, except for that group of little demons that suddenly jumped out.
"Robbery! This tree is mine, this mountain is mine. If you want to pass, leave your toll!" A burly man gripped a scepter, glaring fiercely at Gu Yanjing and Lu Lingjun.
"Kill him." Gu Yanjing kicked Lu Lingjun and ordered impatiently.
Five minutes later, Lu Lingjun cleaned up the battlefield, tidied himself up, and tugged at Gu Yanjing's sleeve.
"Zhuque, I found a bead on that bandit leader. Look at it, it looks kind of familiar."
Lu Lingjun handed a red bead to Gu Yanjing with a fawning smile on his lips.
Today, Gu Yanjing seemed to be radiating anger, the kind that was about to explode at any moment.
It looks pretty scary.
"Heh, it does look familiar. Where did these bandits find this bead?" Gu Yan looked at it in surprise and felt that it was very familiar, but he just couldn't remember where.
“I knew you’d ask. I specifically searched your soul. I’ll take you there.” Lu Lingjun took Gu Yanjing’s hand and led Zhuque to the place where the bead was found.
The beads were filled with spiritual energy, and even carried an aura of chaos.
That was the aura of the primordial era.
The Vermilion Bird itself exists between the primordial world and the celestial realm, so it is very familiar with this aura.
The place where the bandits found the bead looked quite ordinary; it was just a typical valley, with nothing special about it except that the leaves looked a bit greener.
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