During their time in the Demon Realm, Ji Mo Fan never once paid attention to these trivial matters.
Not to mention that this large pot of rice has almost all the ingredients mixed into small pieces, and has added a lethal amount of seasonings, with a spicy and pungent smell that makes people want to stay away.
The only one interested in this was the Black Bird.
She hates demonic energy, but only if she doesn't want to have physical contact with it; she'll eat anything with her mouth.
Ji Mofan ignored the black bird that was sneaking off in that direction; he was looking for someone.
My gaze swept from the shadows toward the demonic cultivators who were busy at work, each of them focused on their own tasks.
Only one demonic cultivator, who looked like a young boy, raised his head from the smoking wood-fired stove, his face covered in soot, and looked around.
Strange, he seemed to... sense a familiar presence just now?
"Miao Miao".
His eyes widened instantly as he stared at the communication talisman that had flown to his side when no one was looking, feeling like his brain was about to take off.
When he came to his senses, he subconsciously looked around. Fortunately, everyone else was focused on their work, and with all sorts of noises around, no one noticed the strange noise coming from his side.
He quickly stuffed the remaining small corner of the communication symbol into the stove and burned it.
After completely destroying the evidence, he casually got up, dusted off the black ash on his hands, and strolled over to the woodpile, pretending to tidy up the firewood.
"Immortal Venerable? It's you, isn't it?" he whispered.
The woodpile was piled up haphazardly, with many blind spots inside. Miao Miao felt a blur before her eyes, and a person appeared in the black shadow.
"Immortal Venerable, what are you doing here!" Miao Miao's eyes lit up instantly. After regaining her senses, she glanced around furtively, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she made sure no one else had noticed her.
"Where is the city lord who was originally in charge of this place?" Ji Mofan asked him.
"Immortal Venerable, are you referring to General Wu Qi?" Miao Miao blinked. "Ever since Immortal Venerable caused such a ruckus in the border town, General Wu Qi has left for the main city."
"Moreover, it's not just General Wu Qi; it seems that all twenty-seven other generals have also gathered in the main city."
"The news over there is kept very tightly under wraps; not a single word can get out. Even I can't find out anything."
Ji Mo Fan frowned.
"Then who organized the border town into this state?" he asked.
If Wu Qi had left immediately afterward, the city should still be in a state of chaos.
Even if it can be rebuilt, it shouldn't be made to look so orderly.
“The message came from the main city,” Miao Miao said. “The message can only be transmitted one way out; the outside can’t get in at all.”
Ji Mofan never expected that even in the border city of the Demon Realm, there was still a lack of full understanding of the superiors' thoughts.
The demonic cultivators who went to fight in the cultivation world had absolutely no command.
That's so strange. Doing this is basically sending people to be used as cannon fodder.
The only possibility is that someone urged the Demon Realm to send troops, but something happened within the Demon Realm itself that prevented them from doing so, so they ended up in this messy situation.
It seems I still need to go to the main city.
Li Jinchu had no objection to this.
He had just listened to the entire conversation between Ji Mofan and Miao Miao.
Although Miao Miao is a demonic cultivator, and normally he would be opposed to these two righteous cultivators, at least the words he spoke to Ji Mofan should not be false, and his attitude and tone when he spoke were very calm.
Unless his lying skills are so refined that he can even fool Li Jinchu.
However, this possibility is extremely slim. Li Jinchu is quite confident in his ability to judge people; otherwise, he would have died eight hundred times over in the internal factional struggles of the Li family.
Moreover, before he left the Demon Realm last time, he had spent a short time with Miao Miao. At that time, Miao Miao seemed completely harmless to him, unless this demonic cultivator was so sincere that he had started lying to him from so long ago.
However, it's not a big problem. Even if that were the case, he was confident that he could get Ji Mofan out unscathed at the critical moment.
After all, he was the one who abducted the person, so he naturally has an obligation to bring him back safely.
Ji Mo Fan finally found the greedy black bird by the stove.
After Lianrong turned into a little girl, probably because their cultivation methods were different, the demonic cultivators couldn't see her true strength and only regarded her as an ordinary little girl.
Lianrong was pretty and had a sweet tongue; in no time, she had managed to get these people to eat their fill.
Touching his slightly rounded belly, he was happily pondering whether he should try some more people later when suddenly everything went blurry before his eyes, and she was forcibly summoned away by the contract.
Standing in front of Ji Mofan, Lianrong touched her round little belly and felt a little guilty, which was rare for her.
The owner traveled a long way to find clues, but she just closed her eyes and opened her mouth to eat...
However, Ji Mofan didn't blame her. In fact, he never expected Lianrong to be of any help from the beginning.
So when he saw her unusual expression, he didn't pay much attention and patted her head, intending to let her continue to transform into her original form to carry her and Li Jinchu on their way.
Before his hand could even land, the sensation under his palm disappeared.
Lianrong suddenly clutched her stomach, bent over, and vomited.
Ji Mofan frowned and instinctively reached out to help her. "What's wrong? Did you eat something wrong?"
He asked in a low voice, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards the large pot that was still bubbling away.
These things are meant to feed the demon soldiers guarding the city, and some will probably also be supplied to the scattered troops that go out to attack the cultivation world.
Ji Mofan just saw it too; those guys in charge of cooking also eat these things themselves.
Everyone else ate it without any problems, so why did Lianrong have such a strong reaction?
Lianrong's reaction came on quickly and went away quickly; after rinsing her mouth with water, she seemed to be fine.
"There are Gu worms mixed in!" But her sweet and crisp voice sounded a little hoarse.
Ji Mofan was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously exchanged a glance with Li Jinchu.
The latter quickly unleashed a pure and genuine spiritual energy, striking the filth that Lianrong had just vomited.
These things didn't look very appealing before they even went into Lianrong's mouth, and now that they've been swirling around in her stomach and then poured out, they're so murky that they're practically unrecognizable.
But when Li Jinchu released his spiritual energy, he actually managed to pull out a dying Gu worm from inside.
Even completely submerged in the murky soup, the little black worm struggled with all its might. It seemed to be at its last gasp, and could come to a complete stop at any moment.
"When you went to talk to that demonic cultivator named Miao Miao, I saw the people cooking over there." Li Jinchu shook off the filth from the insect, wrapped it in spiritual energy, and brought it closer.
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