Upon hearing this, Song Siyao also curled her lips, rarely praising someone.
"Your eyes are beautiful."
The black cat vendor lowered his head in embarrassment.
“You, you are the first to praise me. They always say... heterochromia is an ominous sign.”
As fellow slaves, she was looked down upon by others.
They felt she was an unlucky person, and that getting close to her would bring bad luck.
So she always kept her head down and never made eye contact with anyone.
She couldn't contain her joy when the Demon Lord was mentioned, and she immediately raised her head.
But this time, instead of being met with disdain and avoidance, they were met with...
"This porridge is on my behalf for the two guests, so you don't need to pay."
She glanced at them with a hint of surprise, then shyly hid behind her stall.
Since the Demon Lord took over the Demon Realm, life seems to be getting better day by day.
This gave the demon a sense of hope.
Song Tingwan and the other woman laughed in surprise.
After slowly finishing the porridge, he still kept the magic crystal.
Using the porridge bowl as a cover, the magic crystal was only discovered when the black cat stall owner went to clean up.
Her eyes immediately welled up with tears.
These two guests are so kind, just as kind as the Demon Lord.
After leaving the porridge stall, the two sisters strolled leisurely through the city, which looked no different from a city in the cultivation world.
It's just that everyone's clothing style is different from the town's.
The spiritual energy that filled the air has simply turned into demonic energy.
"Should we continue heading north even in the Demon Realm?"
Song Siyao raised her eyebrows. Perhaps this city was too small, as the passersby in Shanghai were watching the two of them.
There were also street vendors enthusiastically hawking their wares, saying things like, "Two fairies, come and take a look!"
Song Tingwan pulled her younger sister along, smiling curiously, "Can't you tell at a glance that we're not demons?"
The middle-aged demon who was setting up the stall chuckled, "You two have pure auras and extraordinary presence. Are you cultivators who were on their way to the Demon Palace but ended up in the wrong place?"
The surrounding demons also looked on curiously, some with a hint of gossip, but no ill intent.
Song Siyao shook her head slightly, "I was just curious about the Demon Realm, so I came to the Demon Realm with my sister for a visit."
Song Tingwan nodded in agreement, "Then, in which direction is the Demon Palace located?"
"Head north, the Demon Palace is very high, you can see it from several cities away."
It's also heading north.
A dark glint flashed in the eyes of both sisters simultaneously.
Is it really possible for such a coincidence?
The location they were unexpectedly teleported to also led them to the Demon Palace.
Ah Ji should be training demons in the Demon Palace right now.
I wonder if they'll be startled by their sudden visit.
Having a rare moment of mischievousness, they decided to stay in the Demon City that night, without informing Wan Qiji.
The next day, at the usual time when they practiced swordsmanship together, Song Siyao hung up on his requests for spiritual vision three times in a row, which aroused Wan Qiji's suspicion and prompted him to send a telepathic message to inquire.
After thinking for a moment, Song Siyao replied, "I drank and slept with my elder sister last night, so I won't practice today."
Her reasoning was perfectly valid, and Wanqiji had no doubts.
The next day, the two sisters set off, heading north.
The landing location was secluded, and flying on their swords would likely attract too much attention, so the two of them chose to walk away.
After traversing the wilderness and desert, the wind was also hot and dry.
"This is way too remote."
Song Tingwan held the glass bottle containing the energy ball in her hand, glanced around, and A Yao nodded in tacit agreement. Taking advantage of the absence of demons, they quickly flew across the open space on their swords.
The gas cloud inside the glass bottle remained motionless.
But occasionally, a demon who looked up would see the sword flying by and shout as it chased after them to stop them: "Stop! Stop! Within the Demon Realm, cultivators are not allowed to use flying magical artifacts without permission!"
Song Siyao looked intently at the catching demon and said calmly with a hint of innocence, "Sword control is not a flying artifact."
Behind her, Song Tingwan peeked out and agreed with her sister.
After saying that, Song Siyao ignored the other party's reaction and sped away, leaving the furious demon behind her behind.
After crossing a sparsely populated area and approaching a city, Song Siyao found a spot where the two sisters landed and sheathed their swords.
In places like Modoku, it's best not to violate the rules of the Demon Realm.
I really want to fly straight to the Demon Palace to scare Aji, but I also have the responsibility of finding the fragments.
The two sisters patiently continued searching for clues.
Settling in this city called Bojun City, the streets are bustling with people. Besides demons, there are many other races, with cultivators making up the largest group.
Judging from the conversations of the people along the way, it seemed that Bojun City was hosting a Demon Pill Conference, with many cultivators participating.
"Come and see! This is a magic pill personally taught by Pei Dansheng of the Fengchun Dan Sect! Only five low-grade magic crystals!"
A little devil spread a piece of cloth on the ground with small paper packets on it, and called out to people whenever he saw them; you could hear him from far away.
"Oh, you're trying to trick the demon again?"
The passing monks laughed and joked.
The child's face flushed slightly, and he retorted loudly, "Where did you lie to the demon? Don't talk nonsense!"
"We're all alchemists, who doesn't know that five low-grade magic crystals aren't even enough to buy magic plants, let alone magic pills?"
"But I can refine more than a dozen demon pills in one batch. Even if they look a bit ugly, the effects are the same."
The child, who was not even as tall as Song Siyao's waist, looked up defiantly.
"A dozen or so pills in one batch? Do you think you're the Sleeping Goddess? If you want to lie, fine, but why use Pei Dansheng as a front?"
"I didn't! When Lord Dan Sheng was teaching, I was studying diligently outside. How can that not count as him personally instructing me?"
The two started arguing.
One was a ragged little boy from the street, and the other was a righteous alchemist. The onlookers told them to let it go and stop arguing.
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