This beast, which looks like just a hen, possesses a strange and oppressive power that makes all other beasts submit to it.
As they passed through Purgatory and left, not a single bird made a sound, let alone dared to rush forward and obstruct them.
However, because the power of the Black Bird is spiritual, they cannot openly reveal it after leaving the Demon Palace.
Lin Ju'an carried a large hen on his back as he traveled.
Needless to say, I was exhausted when I arrived. My robes were also torn in many places. In some places, not only were the outer garments torn, but the inner garments were also worn out, revealing the flesh-colored parts underneath.
It wasn't to the point where he needed to change clothes, but it was still very uncomfortable for him.
As a cultivator with a water elemental root, he was always more sensitive to the gazes of others.
Whether it contains malice or not, it will more or less distract him.
But Ji Mofan's casual draping of his cloak directly resolved his awkward predicament.
Although the senior brother still exuded a chill when he walked over, it was hard to feel any repulsion from him.
Although his attitude towards people has changed considerably compared to before, he is still the same chief who treats everyone with kindness.
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Ji Mo Fan was woken up by a series of loud shouts.
He opened his eyes, his pupils, which had been filled with weariness, were now clear again. He rolled his eyes and looked toward the source of the sound.
"Let go! Or I'm really going to beat you up!"
"Are you mute? Or ugly? Why are you covering your face and not making a sound?"
"What have you done wrong? Otherwise, why don't you dare take off the bandages and let me see what you look like?"
As the crowd gradually gathered around, a man with his head completely wrapped in a cloth walked over, carrying an unidentified object.
As they got closer, they realized that it was also a person, but it was tied up tightly, with a bow tied around its neck, as if it were a gift to be given to someone.
This bandaged weirdo walked straight through the crowd of people with different expressions and threw the group of people directly in front of Ji Mofan.
"Ji Mo Fan, I knew it was you who did this!" The person who was left behind was none other than Sheng Xi.
He was furious, but the seemingly ordinary silk on his body was covered with spiritual runes. He could tear them off with his demonic energy, but it would hurt terribly.
What frustrated him most was that these runes were specifically designed to target demonic cultivators; if one used spiritual energy, they could easily break free from them.
Although the person behind him appeared to be an ordinary demonic cultivator at first glance, the way he attacked clearly indicated the righteous path.
That's why he didn't struggle desperately, but was dragged over while cursing.
The only righteous cultivator who would approach her right after such a huge mess at the coronation ceremony was none other than Ji Mo Fan.
He just couldn't understand who this bandaged weirdo was, or how he could be so annoying!
He could have agreed to come along if we had talked things out properly, but why the kidnapping as soon as we met?
Does he look like someone who would rebel?
The bow at the back of Sheng Xi's head trembled with anger.
Ji Mofan glanced at the bandaged strange man over there, somewhat speechless.
The latter turned his head away and focused on touching and manipulating a strangely shaped leaf in front of him.
Ji Mofan could only sigh, "I only asked him to bring you here, nothing else is my business."
"I thought you'd suddenly become boring after not seeing you for years." Sheng Xi rolled her eyes at him bluntly. "Then hurry up and untie me!"
"It's good that you're tied up, to prevent you from running away halfway." Although he was speechless at the bunch of bows, Ji Mofan didn't have any objection to Fang Xian tying him up.
He hadn't interacted much with Sheng Xi to begin with, and didn't know much about the man's temperament. Especially now that he had fallen into the demonic path, his personality would be even more affected by demonic energy, making him completely different from before.
This is the safest course of action for Fang Xian.
"Little Zhengdao, isn't it enough that you've kidnapped me and taken me back as a trophy?"
Xihe had somehow joined them.
This person seemed completely unaware of his status as a prisoner, swaggering around in front of them as he walked over and gently tugged at Ji Mofan's sash.
"Surprised, Demon Lord? There are still people in the world you can't defeat." Sheng Xi over there seemed to be oblivious to his identity as a demon cultivator. Seeing Xi He's discomfiture, his first reaction was to open his mouth and mock him again.
He's become even more outrageous than before, criticizing everyone he meets. Ji Mofan even feels that his mouth is evolving in a reckless direction.
Xihe suddenly moved.
His figure flashed incredibly fast, so fast that it hardly seemed like the demonic energy was sealed by the Demon-Binding Rope. He appeared in front of Sheng Xi in an instant.
Sheng Xi was also startled by his sudden action and didn't even have time to react and put up an effective resistance when his neck was grabbed.
It was as if he was being suppressed from the depths of his soul, so much so that he dared not even utter the slightest thought of disloyalty.
The others around seemed to be caught off guard as well.
Several breaths passed before that unbearable aura finally subsided.
"Hey! Stop pulling me!"
Sheng Xi blinked before realizing that it was Ji Mofan who had made the move.
He grabbed the Demon Lord's waist-binding rope and dragged him away without any hesitation.
Only now did he belatedly realize that a layer of sweat had broken out on his back.
It's terrifying. The Demon Lord can't use any spiritual power at all right now; he's just an ordinary person. Yet he still has such a powerful presence.
“If you misbehave again, I’ll tie you up like a rice dumpling,” Ji Mofan said.
Xihe squatted there obediently.
But his eyes were still restless. He tilted his head disdainfully and looked over Ji Mofan's side, slamming a sharp glare into Sheng Xi's head.
It sounded like a threat, but it also seemed to carry a hint of showing off.
"...That's not fair! Why can he move while I can only be a dumpling?" Sheng Xi couldn't help but protest.
The bow in his hair swayed with him.
The bandaged monster behind him couldn't help but chuckle.
"Because I only have one Demon-Binding Rope, it's first come, first served." Ji Mofan sighed helplessly.
"Or if you'd like, I can string you and the Demon Lord together."
How could anyone possibly agree to that!
Sheng Xi wanted to get angry but had nothing to say, so she could only angrily confront Fang Xuan over there.
"What are you laughing at? Do you think your look is that much better than mine?"
Fang Xian didn't say anything, but casually picked a small wildflower from the side and stuck it on his head.
It's ambiguous, but it's also infuriating.
Sheng Xi sat on the ground and almost turned into a smoking chimney.
"Senior Brother..." Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Ning Weisheng was pushed forward to ask, "Who are these two?"
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