Gu Qingcheng huddled in the cage. After a night of practice, her internal injuries had almost healed.
But the appearance still looks very miserable.
Realizing that the bearded man had stopped, Gu Qingcheng subconsciously raised his head.
Then she saw the three seal characters engraved on the city gate.
"Blood Demon City? Why would a city where human monks gather be named 'Blood Demon'?"
"Wait, I remember there was a dense forest on the west side of the wasteland. From afar, I saw blood rising into the sky. Could there be any connection between the two?"
Gu Qingcheng was lost in thought.
It was a small furry ball, inconspicuous to begin with, and was locked in a specially made demon-locking cage.
Unless one uses spiritual sense to investigate, passersby would not notice at all, let alone discover that such a small cat is thinking in a very anthropomorphic way.
"Three low-grade spirit stones! The Lord of Blood Demon City is really greedy for money!"
"Fellow Daoist, is this your first time here? Don't you know that the Blood Demon City Lord's ancestors have the blood of a Pixiu?"
Although tens of thousands of years have passed and the bloodline inheritance is almost gone, the greedy temperament has been perfectly inherited by the city lord.
At the city gate, a group of monks were paying the entrance fee and whispering to each other.
Gu Qingcheng pricked up her two little ears, listened carefully, and collected useful information.
Through the discussions of these monks, Gu Qingcheng obtained the following information:
First, the Lord of Blood Demon City is not human!
Well, this is not an insult, it's a statement of fact.
The city lord is a great demon at the peak of level seven, who has lived for more than two thousand years. After transforming, he had some connection with the immortal sect, so he got the position of the city lord of Blood Demon City.
Second, the Lord of Blood Demon City is extremely greedy and money-hungry.
For the sake of money, it even took the initiative to open a market in its own city specifically for "trading" monsters.
Well, as fellow monsters, the Lord of Blood Demon City has absolutely no “love for his fellow men” and will not “protect his shortcomings”.
As long as there is money to be made, let alone selling and hunting monsters in the wilderness, he would probably even sell his own cubs as long as the price is right!
Third, although the beast tide three years ago almost destroyed the Blood Demon City, it also brought greater "business opportunities" to the Blood Demon City.
The Blood Demon City was originally located in the far north, quite far from the center of the continent.
No immortal sect is willing to get involved, and most of the cultivators are independent cultivators below the Jindan stage, or new disciples of the immortal sect who need experience.
The overall cultivation level of the cultivators who appeared in the Blood Demon City was not high.
Resources for cultivation are also relatively scarce. Apart from the monsters in the Far North Wasteland and the Blood Mist Demon Forest on the west side of the wasteland, there are no other resources.
Spiritual herbs? Refining materials?
None at all!
The value of the Far North Wasteland and the Blood Mist Demon Forest is not just the demon elixirs, furs, blood and bones of the demon beasts, but also the practical training of rookies through hunting demon beasts!
Gu Qingcheng: ...What's wrong with the monster? The monster's life is also a life!
The beast tide three years ago directly spread the reputation of the Far North Wasteland.
Because of this "monster riot", many monsters that usually hide in the depths of the wilderness have emerged.
Attracted the real immortal gate and beast taming gate!
Many elite disciples from immortal sects also gathered here. Even after the beast tide passed, there were still cultivators staying here.
In addition, some monks who heard the news came from all directions.
The Blood Demon City is bustling with activity, and the city lord is making a fortune!
Not to mention anything else, the city lord made a lot of money just from the entrance fee of three low-grade spirit stones per person.
This is a long-term business that happens every day!
“…A dead Pixiu that only goes in but never out!”
The bearded man carefully took out three spirit stones from his worn storage bag. When he stretched out his hand, his heart was trembling with pain.
"Alas, I just hope this giant wolf can be sold at a good price. Otherwise, I will suffer a huge loss on this trip!"
The bearded man muttered to himself. He placed all his hopes on the giant blue wolf and didn't take the little cat demon seriously at all.
Gu Qingcheng: ...Since you look down on me so much, why not just despise me to the end and let me go directly? That would be so great!
Raising his little paw, Gu Qingcheng scratched his little head and fluttered his little ears twice.
She has "accepted her fate" and accepted the "fact" that she is just a humble little monster.
Huoshui: ...Haha, Your Majesty, your adaptability is really strong!
Perhaps it was the entrance fee of three spirit stones that made the bearded man feel really painful. After entering the city, he did not delay for a moment and went straight to the largest market in Blood Demon City.
As soon as she entered the market, Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but wrinkled her nose.
Hmm, this smell is very stimulating.
There is a smell of blood, a smell of feces, and a wisp of resentment and bloody evil.
Gu Qingcheng quietly released his spiritual sense, covering the entire market town.
Then--
Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but frowned:
This place might be just a market for human cultivators, but it is hell for captured monsters...
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