Chapter 397 Drinking more water won't hurt.



The problem is that there are countless orphanages of all sizes in the cultivation world. Even if we exclude the smaller ones, it would be a huge undertaking to investigate which one has had a large number of children die from unknown causes in recent years.

Besides, since that person was able to keep it a secret for so long, they naturally wouldn't leave such a big handle on the surface.

Ji Mofan strongly suspects that Qu Jin is behind this, but unfortunately there is no evidence at the moment.

Qu Jin himself would certainly not come into contact with the Gu worms, otherwise, if he were tainted by the evil spiritual energy, he wouldn't still be as pure as he is now.

It's ridiculous, but Qu Jin's spiritual energy, judging from the surface, is indeed pure.

But this is at least good news, which means that there must be other people under Qu Jin's command secretly plotting for him.

If we can bring this person out, at the very least we can tarnish Qu Jin's image in everyone's mind.

Once you have a single spot, it's not far from turning the entire sheet of paper black.

As night fell, the border town, which had been in dire straits recently, finally became much calmer after the return of its commander.

It's funny, but back then, the border towns were only a little more relaxed when the commander was away. People didn't have to worry about their superiors finding fault with them when they went out.

But recently everyone has been anxious and worried about the war between this and the cultivation world. Seven or eight out of ten demon soldiers who went out will not be able to return. Even though demon cultivators are generally warlike, it is difficult for them to withstand such losses.

If they hadn't returned with not only the corpses of their companions but also the left ear cut off from someone in the cultivation world, their morale would probably have been even lower.

After all, the war was fought in a really chaotic manner.

Looking at the spoils of war handed over by his demon soldiers, Wu Qi had to reluctantly reward them for their contributions. To be honest, he was quite annoyed.

Each left ear represents a life, but judging by just one ear, it's impossible to determine whether the person they killed was a mortal or a righteous cultivator.

But to confirm whether a corpse is that of a cultivator, one must cut open its stomach to see whether the inner core inside is filled with spiritual energy or demonic energy.

The problem is that when most righteous cultivators clash with demonic cultivators, they are likely to choose to self-destruct after realizing that the battle is beyond saving, taking their enemies with them in the process.

In this way, not only could they not retrieve the inner core, but even the corpse was blown to pieces.

In the end, they had no choice but to resort to the clumsy method of ordinary people: recording military merits by ear.

“You don’t need to count them slowly,” Ji Mofan said. “Although only one person survived in the forty-three mortal villages, all eight minor sects that were in charge of managing them have survivors who can speak.”

"The Xiaoling Sect has confirmed the population loss with them. The number of mortals is at least 27,000, but only 217 cultivators have died. Most of the cultivators were only injured. Your attacks were like tickling, and you retreated immediately after missing the target, as if you were playing around."

Wu Qi almost rolled his eyes.

"These idiots, they listen to everything others say..." He was overwhelmed with all the work he had done today, and in a terrible mood, he couldn't help but want to curse.

Of the existing twenty-eight demon generals, he is the only one who comes from the cultivation world, and he has always been the one with the best temper among the group.

Even he's furious now; it's hard to imagine what those people behind him are like.

But after scolding him, he had no other choice. After all, although something had happened, the culprit had not yet been caught, and he could not take his anger out on the innocent demon soldiers under his command who had made mistakes.

He was so frustrated he just wanted to fight.

Ji Mofan sat at another table not far from him, seemingly unaffected, and continued to quietly drink his tea.

Although he has an ice spirit root, the spiritual power he uses is all derived from water, so drinking more water won't do him any harm.

Just as Wu Qi was about to tear the roof off, a demon soldier came in to report.

"General, as you instructed, we have burned all those Gu worms." The demon soldier entered and respectfully knelt on one knee, bowing his head to report.

Wu Qi didn't look at him much and simply waved him out.

"You're sitting here so comfortably." Once the room quieted down again, he couldn't help but look at the leisurely Ji Mofan.

“I’m not in a hurry because I know there are people who are more anxious than me,” Ji Mofan said.

"Are you really confident?" Wu Qi asked skeptically. "Back then, the person who used Gu poison was able to send that batch of Gu worms to the border town undetected, just like cooking ingredients. Are you sure you can catch him red-handed this time?"

"The reason they were able to take advantage of your weakness before was because your border city's demon soldiers were too weak." Ji Mo Fan said mercilessly, "Do you think you can let them succeed again now? You demon general might as well commit suicide as soon as possible to atone for your sins."

Wu Qi's anger had subsided considerably, but Ji Mofan's words reignited it. "What kind of attitude is this? I'd say you're being a bit too arrogant. Don't forget that the Dao Couple Ceremony wasn't even fully completed yet. You call yourself the Demon Queen, but you haven't been officially crowned."

Even a Demon Queen without powerful backing cannot earn the genuine respect of demon cultivators.

"So what? Go ahead and announce it to the world if you dare." Ji Mofan was fearless. "Just say that you don't acknowledge my identity, and see whose side you have more people on."

Wu Qi... he really couldn't vent his anger.

Ji Mofan's ability to control the Demon Lord directly strikes at the Achilles' heel of most demon cultivators in the Demon Realm.

Moreover, the fact that these people were willing to listen to him for even a couple of words this time wasn't entirely out of respect for the Demon Lord.

None of them had forgotten that they had seen Ji Mofan in the Demon Realm a few months ago; at that time, Ji Mofan was only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

Less than half a year had passed, and he actually leaped two minor realms in one go, becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage.

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