Chapter 75 Chapter 75 Demonic Cult
The next day, Yun Miao sat at the table, eating the delicious breakfast the demon cultivators had cobbled together, occasionally feeding Xiao Hei a few bites. The demon cultivators guarding her were furious, but they didn't dare to speak out, fearing she would go crazy again. They could only stare blankly from the sidelines.
One of the demon cultivators turned away, out of sight, out of mind, and whispered to the other, "The poison prepared by the Poison Lady has already been given to the young master. She said he'll wake up in a moment."
"Really? That's great."
Several other demon cultivators couldn't help but interrupt. Some of them said that the young master suffered in Xuantian Sect, while others began to imagine that after returning to the Demon Sect, the leader would definitely give them generous rewards.
"But the people that Poison Lady took out this time are staying in Xuantian Sect, including the one Void Refinement Stage puppet and three Spirit Transformation Stage puppets that Elder Zuo had worked so hard to refine. What if Elder Zuo gets upset and starts to punish me..."
"No, going to the Xuantian Sect to rob the prison is fraught with danger. The leader and the elders have already said before we set out that we must rescue the young master at all costs. As for the rest, it's unimportant."
"Even Poison Lady isn't worried, so why are you worried?"
Yun Miao ate with gusto, eavesdropping at the same time. After finishing breakfast, she carried Xiao Hei and walked out.
The demon cultivators immediately stopped her and asked her with ferocious expressions what she was going to do.
Yun Miao said innocently that she didn't want to do anything. She just wanted to go out for a walk and visit Yan Wuguang who had woken up.
The leading demon cultivator warned coldly, "Our young master doesn't need visitors like you. Just stay where you are and don't try to play any tricks!"
Yun Miao was puzzled by this. She had been poisoned by the Poison Lady and was now no different from an ordinary person. Why were they so afraid of her?
Let’s not talk about whether she can run out of the giant whale’s mouth. Even if she can run out, there is a vast ocean outside. Where can she, a mortal with no power, escape to?
Moreover, Yan Wuguang is a powerful person in the Void Refinement Stage. He can kill her, who is just a Foundation Establishment Stage, with just a breath. Could it be that the young master of the Demon Sect is afraid of her, a mere Foundation Establishment Stage?
Yun Miao's questions made the demon cultivators look at each other in bewilderment. They wanted to say that although you have been poisoned and cannot use your spiritual power, you can still threaten others with death. You can kill them at any time without any hesitation. It's very scary.
But if they said this, it would show that they were afraid of Yun Miao, and they didn't want to lose face. So they could only firmly say that the young master of the Demon Sect was not someone who could be seen by everyone.
Yun Miao immediately raised his chin high. "I'm not an ordinary person. I'm the beloved disciple of the Xuantian Sect's leader, the fastest-cultivating and most insightful genius in the entire sect, the strongest contender for the next Xuantian Sect leader, the most favored nephew of Tian Xin, the Dan King, and the first place winner of this alchemy competition!"
The expressions of the demon cultivators were hard to describe. In this world of cultivation that emphasizes modesty and humility, even the most arrogant demon cultivators would not brag about themselves so bluntly. It was the first time for them to see someone flatter themselves without batting an eyelid.
Doesn't she feel shy?
It's simply... shameless!
Demon Cultivator: "...In short, you are not allowed to go."
Yun Miao narrowed her eyes and immediately summoned her trump card, raising her hand and striking the top of her head. The demon cultivators were startled, but before they could react, Poison Lady appeared in front of Yun Miao and grabbed her wrist.
Yun Miao didn't struggle, but just held Xiao Hei in one hand and shouted loudly: "I don't care, I want to go see Yan Wuguang now. If you don't let me go, I will die in front of you."
"Hmph, I am most valuable to the Demon Cult while I am alive. If I die, my master will definitely not let you go. Just wait to be buried with me!"
In the past few days, Poison Lady has exhausted all her energy in order to successfully sneak into Xuantian Sect and rescue Yan Wuguang. Her action was exposed last night and she was on the verge of life and death. She finally rescued Yan Wuguang, but before she could even take a break, she had to spend a lot of energy and magic power to prepare the poison to suppress the toxins in Yan Wuguang's body.
Even the strongest of men couldn't bear such a torment. So, at this moment, Poison Lady looked very tired, her already pale skin even paler, and dark circles appeared under her eyes. Combined with her pale purple lips, she looked like she was about to die at any moment.
She was so tired that she didn't even have the energy to be angry. She just looked at Yun Miao in silence. She really couldn't understand why this man still had so much energy to make a fuss after getting on the pirate ship.
Yun Miao couldn't understand the emotions in Du Niang's eyes. Seeing that Du Niang was just staring at her without saying anything, she opened her eyes wide and stared back.
Poison Lady: "...Take her there."
Several demon cultivators opened their eyes wide, and then the leading demon cultivator reluctantly said that the young master needed to recuperate. This would definitely disturb his rest. Moreover, they were demon cultivators, not this man's slaves, so how could they give in at every step?
Normally, Poison Lady would have considered it, but at this moment, she was exhausted and just wanted to rest. So, she glared at the demon cultivator unhappily, "So what do you say? He's a fearless lunatic. Can you reason with a lunatic?"
The demon cultivator stopped talking.
Yun Miao was not ashamed but proud: "Thank you for the compliment!"
Xiao Hei reminded: [... Yun Miao, she seems to be scolding you.]
Yun Miao: [The enemy's helpless insults are the best compliments.]
Because of Poison Lady's orders, the demon cultivators had no choice but to take Yun Miao to Yan Wuguang's room next door. One of the demon cultivators pushed open the door and walked in to report.
Yun Miao didn't wait for him to finish his report. She curiously walked in, holding Xiao Hei in her arms. She saw Yan Wuguang, with one arm broken, lying listlessly on the bed. He had a collar around his neck and shackles on his feet. He looked even more like a prisoner than she did.
His face also looked much more vicissitudes than before, no longer looking like a handsome young man, but more like a handsome young man. However, Yun Miao knew that he was neither a teenager nor a young man, but an old man who had lived for hundreds or thousands of years.
Yan Wuguang's eyes were fixed on the bed curtains above him, and he paid no attention to the demon cultivator's report. It was not until Yun Miao came in that he gave her a nonchalant look.
"Good morning."
Yun Miao sat down on the chair very familiarly.
Yan Wuguang slowly looked back at the bed curtains. He was lying flat on the bed, his whole body filled with lifeless fatigue. He looked like a corpse with its eyes open.
"I'm not okay."
"Really? I'm fine. The shrimp dumplings and almond milk this morning were especially good. It's just that the osmanthus cake doesn't have osmanthus flowers in it, so it lacks the fragrance."
Yun Miao picked up the kettle on the table and prepared to pour herself some water, but found that the kettle was empty. She immediately asked the demon cultivator who was guarding her to make her some good spiritual tea.
Xiao Hei: [Don’t you want to drink honey water? ]
Yun Miao: [I ate too much sweet food this morning, it's a bit greasy, I'll drink some tea to relieve the greasy feeling.]
The demon cultivator next to him clenched his fists and wished he could kiss Yun Miao's head with his sandbag-sized fists, but in the end he swallowed his anger and went to make tea.
The spiritual tea was brewed quickly, the tea fragrance was everywhere, and the temperature was just right. Yun Miao took a sip first and found that it was not bitter at all, but slightly sweet at the entrance, so he gulped down half a cup with satisfaction.
The demon cultivator who was making tea sneered: "A cow chewing a peony."
Yun Miao calmly retorted, "I'm sitting while you're standing. I'm drinking while you're watching. You can't even chew it if you want to."
"you!"
The demon cultivator clenched his fists again in anger.
At this moment, Yan Wuguang said unhappily, "It's so noisy, get out."
Upon hearing this, the demon cultivator immediately said to Yun Miao, "Did you hear that? The young master asked you to leave. The young master doesn't need your visit. Don't be so shameless..."
"I'm asking you to get out."
Yan Wuguang's voice interrupted the demon cultivator's words.
The demon cultivator looked towards the bed in disbelief: "Young Master..."
Yan Wuguang didn't say anything. He just waved his hand, and several demon cultivators immediately flew backwards involuntarily. Then the door slammed shut, and only he and Yun Miao, who was holding Xiao Hei, were left in the room.
The voices of the demon cultivators were soon heard outside the door. They first confessed their crimes to the young master, and then emphasized the threat posed by Yun Miao.
Yan Wuguang: "I understand. I will keep an eye on her."
Yun Miao completely ignored the conversation between Yan Wuguang and the demon cultivators, and continued to ask on his own: "Have you had breakfast? Why do you look so listless?"
"Your arm is broken. Can it grow back after you return to the Demon Cult? Or should I chop off someone else's arm and replace it with the new one?"
"How did Poison Lady and the others rescue you... Oh, I forgot you were still unconscious at the time, so you probably didn't know the situation."
Yan Wuguang was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Why are you so happy?"
“Because I’m happy, I’m happy.”
Yun Miao looked at Yan Wuguang and said, "Why do you always look so... like you don't want to live anymore?"
Yan Wuguang: "Because I don't want to live anymore, that's why I don't want to live anymore."
Yun Miao: "I see."
Yan Wuguang looked at her sideways: "Can you understand what I mean?"
Yun Miao: "I don't understand."
Yan Wuguang: ...
Yun Miao's gaze fell on Yan Wuguang's collar and shackles: "Aren't you the young master of the Demon Cult? Why do you have these things around your neck and feet?"
She had heard from Senior Sister Ning Yu before that this collar and shackles were magical weapons with similar effects to the Soul-Locking Ring. Once these two magical weapons were activated, Yan Wuguang would immediately become a disabled person.
Even... when necessary, the spikes on the collar will grow inward and cut off Yan Wuguang's head in an instant.
Yan Wuguang's eyes turned cold, and he felt a sense of oppression all over his body. "Many people in this world have seen these two things on me, but they have never asked me what they are or where they come from. Do you know why?"
Yun Miao cooperated and asked why.
Yan Wuguang: "Because they are afraid of death."
Yun Miao immediately said proudly, "Then you've bumped into the right person today. I'm famous for not fearing death. Poison Lady just praised me as a fearless lunatic."
Yan Wuguang: "...I know, I just heard it."
Yun Miao pointed at her neck and pressed on, "So what exactly is this thing? Who put it on you?"
Judging from Yan Wuguang's attitude just now, it was obvious that he did not wear it voluntarily.
Yan Wuguang looked at her silently, with a cold and heavy pressure pressing towards her.
The air in the room seemed to freeze, and Yun Miao suddenly felt as if he had fallen into the dark and cold seabed. His body kept falling and falling, as if there was no end.
Suddenly, a furry head nuzzled against her, warm and soft, and a call entered her brain.
【The clouds are vast.】
Yun Miao came back to her senses and rubbed Xiao Hei with her face.
【I'm fine, don't worry.】
Yan Wuguang looked at the heartwarming scene of a man and a wolf loving each other, and suddenly felt bored. He withdrew his imposing manner and raised his hand to touch the collar around his neck.
"You also said that I am the young master of the Demon Cult, so... who else in this world can give me something like this besides the Demon Cult leader?"
Yun Miao was stunned, but also somewhat expected: "The Demon Cult leader Yan Hai? Isn't that your father?"
"He's not my real father."
Yan Wuguang's eyes flashed with boredom. "My biological parents were a pair of independent cultivators. They became a Taoist couple and had me many years later. I am their only child, and I have natural spiritual roots, so I am extremely talented. So before I was eight years old, they doted on me."
"After I turned eight, their enemies came and destroyed my Dantian, leaving me crippled. After that... they sold me to a demon cultivator in exchange for a longevity pill."
Yan Wuguang lost himself in memories, recounting his experiences to himself. As a young boy, he had suffered greatly at the hands of that demonic cultivator. He had secretly lured the cultivator's enemies, hoping to perish alongside him.
As a result, Yan Hai passed by and saved him, because Yan Hai felt that his desperate eyes at that time were very similar to those of a wolf in desperate situation, and Yan Hai saw his own shadow in him.
So Yan Hai adopted him as his son, brought him back to the Demon Sect, helped him rebuild his spiritual roots, and cultivated him carefully.
Yun Miao was the disciple of the Xuan Tian Sect's leader. He was the adopted son of the Demon Sect's leader. When he was Yun Miao's age, Yan Hai's love for him was no less than that of the Xuan Tian Sect's leader.
He could also proudly say that he was the beloved son of the Demon Cult leader, the most beloved junior among the elders, the fastest cultivator and the most insightful person in the entire Demon Cult, and a genius admired by everyone.
At that time, he was as high-spirited and happy as Yun Miao. He respected Yan Hai as his father and his heart was full of admiration.
He practiced diligently day and night, hoping to become Yan Hai's most important right-hand man in the future. At first, Yan Hai was very satisfied with his talent and diligence, but as his realm continued to rise, the way Yan Hai looked at him changed unconsciously.
He still remembered that day... He had just broken through to the Void Refinement Stage, and he couldn't wait to come out without even caring about stabilizing his state, wanting to find his adoptive father to share his joy. However, what he waited for was not Yan Hai's usual praise, but a cold collar and shackles.
"He said he wanted me to wear it voluntarily."
Yan Wuguang's tone was calm but filled with weariness: "It was not until then that I realized that what he needed was not a wolf, but an obedient dog."
He looked at Yun Miao and said, "The most promising contender for the position of the next Xuantian Sect leader? The Xuantian Sect leader has a good temper. If I had dared to tell Yan Hai in front of him that I wanted to be the leader of the Demon Sect, I would have died long ago."
Xiao Hei pondered: [You always like to treat me like a dog. Does this mean that what you need is not a wolf, but an obedient dog?]
Yun Miao: [Although I prefer dogs to wolves, Xiao Hei... have you forgotten that you are a human?]
Xiao Hei was silent.
Having been Yun Miao's dog for so long, he had indeed just forgotten that he was actually a human.
Seeing Yun Miao remained silent for a long time, Yan Wuguang asked, "Don't you have anything to say?"
Yun Miao subconsciously said, "My condolences."
Yan Wuguang: "...I'm not dead yet, no need to mourn."
He sat up from the bed, looking gloomily at his broken arm, then at Yun Miao: "They said that Yan Hai is waiting for me to return to celebrate my birthday. He often celebrates my birthday and sends someone to deliver a birthday gift to me every year without fail."
"I used to think of him as my father, but the truth is, even when he gave me a birthday gift, he was wary of me, suspicious of me, and gave me this ridiculous dog collar. He went to great lengths to save me this time, not because he wanted me to live, but because he felt I was still useful and didn't want me to be used by your Xuantian Sect."
"Yun Miao, what do you think I should do? Be a wolf that devours its master, or a loyal dog?"
Yun Miao pondered for a second and asked sincerely, "Can't you just be a good human being?"
Yan Wuguang was stunned, lowered his head and murmured: "Be a human being, yes, be a human being..."
He fell tiredly onto the bed again, his eyes fixed on the bed curtains above him. "If one day your realm continues to rise and the Xuantian Sect's leader begins to fear you, what will you do?"
Upon hearing this, Yun Miao said with certainty that her master would not be afraid of her, and this assumption would never be true.
"Really? Congratulations then."
Yan Wuguang said indifferently: "Do you have parents? Are your parents good to you?"
Yun Miao drank tea and said, "I was born from a crack in a rock. I have no father or mother."
Yan Wuguang: "Abandoned? Do you hate them?"
In reality, Yun Miao was indeed an orphan abandoned at the door of an orphanage, but she still drank her tea calmly: "Without love, where does hatred come from?"
A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in Yan Wuguang's eyes: "You are right, without love, where does hatred come from?"
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After an unknown amount of time, the giant whale finally stopped and Yun Miao was carried to an isolated island in the sea covered with lush vegetation. The island was shrouded in thick fog, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face.
The demon cultivator guarding Yun Miao had suffered a lot of bad things from her. Seeing this, he immediately sneered and said that the island was set up with many formations. Even those of them in the demon sect didn’t know how to enter or exit. They could only enter and exit under the guidance of the demon sect masters such as Du Niang.
The Xuantian Sect will never be able to find this place, so naturally they will not be able to come to rescue Yun Miao.
Yun Miao shouldn't even think about threatening them with suicide again. You have to know that the leader of their Demon Cult is a powerful Mahayana cultivator. Even if Yun Miao really wants to self-destruct at the risk of her soul being torn apart, the Demon Cult leader has a way to make her hold it back and ensure that no information can be leaked out of this island.
The demon cultivator said viciously: "Just wait for a life worse than death!"
Yun Miao glanced at him calmly: "Oh."
This simple word immediately infuriated the demon cultivator to death. His eyes flushed with rage, his chest heaving violently. He raised his hand to grab Yun Miao's collar and ask her why she wasn't afraid. However, the moment he raised his hand, he was grabbed by the other demon cultivators.
"Calm down! Calm down!"
"Don't bother with her."
"The mission is complete. Why are you still bothering her? After we report back to the leader, let's go drink together."
Poison Lady was annoyed by the noise and yelled at them to shut up. Then she gave Yun Miao a cold look and told her to follow. Poison Lady used to be a woman who loved to laugh, but she had been so unlucky recently that she couldn't laugh anymore.
Yun Miao seemed to be following obediently, but secretly communicated with Xiao Hei in his arms: [It seems that it is difficult to send a message to Master from this place. How are you doing over there?]
Chu Beiliang, who had already returned to Xuantian Sect, looked up into the distance. His sight seemed to be able to penetrate the boundless mountains and sea, and looked straight at Yun Miao who was far away on the island.
He said that his perception of the clone's location was a little vague, but he could still determine the approximate location.
[Very good, the Demon Cult won't kill me for a while, I'll explore the Demon Cult first.]
Yun Miao pretended to be curious and kept looking around, taking in the surrounding scenery. In her heart, she told Chu Beiliang to tell her master the location of the island immediately.
Tell her master to send people to surround this place quietly immediately. Then they can join forces from inside and outside to wipe out the evil sect!
Although doing so would expose Xiao Hei and Chu Beiliang's relationship, it was a minor matter. She still remembered the evil deeds of the Demon Cult when they attacked the Xuantian Sect a thousand years ago. It was said that many disciples of the Xuantian Sect had died, and it was no exaggeration to say that rivers of blood had flowed. It was also during that time that Master Ge Yan's limp was caused.
If Yun Miao used to just listen to the game plot and forget about it, now she has only one thought... The Demon Cult must pay the price for this!
Blood debt must be paid with blood. Damn it, she's going to smother all these red-name monsters! This is her second campaign slogan!
The Demon Cult was built on the ridge of the island. At first glance, it looked like a giant black dragon crouching on the mountain, looking very magnificent and majestic. However, Yun Miao, who had previously wanted to take even a piece of tile from the Yun family, was not interested in this and even frowned.
Because she saw the dark demonic energy and smelled a stench like rotting blood. The demonic energy itself is colorless and odorless, but where the demonic energy is thick, there is always endless killing.
Yun Miao looked down at his feet and saw that the black soil under the rotten dead leaves was a strange red, as if it had absorbed blood. Suddenly, he could also see dead bones that were mostly covered by grass and soil.
The leaves rustled in the forest, and branches and vines stirred. They hovered around the group, but didn't dare to attack. Ordinary plants couldn't survive in a place so thick with demonic energy; these were clearly demonic plants that feasted on flesh and blood.
The disgust in Yun Miao's eyes grew even stronger, but the demon cultivator beside her mistakenly thought that she was finally scared and couldn't help but sneer.
A moment later, everyone entered the Demon Sect's main gate. The Right Elder had been waiting for a long time with a group of demon cultivators. When they saw Yan Wuguang appear, they immediately surrounded him enthusiastically to welcome the young master's return and presented him with the antidote that had been prepared long ago.
Yan Wuguang took the antidote and swallowed it. His pale complexion immediately became much better, but he had no intention of following the Right Elder and others to see Yan Hai.
He glanced at Yun Miao and said wearily, "No, after this trip to Xuantian Sect, I've gained a lot of insights. I feel like I'm about to make a breakthrough, so I want to go into seclusion first and then go to see the leader after I've made a breakthrough."
After saying this, he flew away quickly, leaving the other demon cultivators looking at each other in bewilderment.
It wasn't the first time that Yan Wuguang acted like this. The collar around his neck was so conspicuous that everyone knew he was angry and no one dared to stop him. The atmosphere was silent for a moment before returning to normal.
The Right Elder glanced at Yun Miao coldly and said, "Is this Elder Chang's new disciple? I can't see anything special about him. He's just ordinary. Elder Chang's taste is really getting worse and worse."
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The author has something to say: The right elder disdains: It's just ordinary.
After the Xuantian Sect broke in, the Right Elder yelled at the top of his lungs: "Who brought the Japs in?!" QAQ
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