Demon Immortal

The guard who was walking beside Duncan couldn't help sweating as he saw Duncan's sneaky looks.

'This little demon seems to be too bold. He even lusts after that devil woman,' the guard thought shivering inwardly. 'If that woman finds out, she would dig his eyes and feed them to him. It is better if I stay away from this little demon.'

"Senior brother, do you know the way to mess hall from here?" Duncan asked calmly as he walked beside the guard.

"Aren't you going to wash first?" the guard asked curiously.

"Nah, I am way too hungry. I need to eat something soon. If not, I will faint. I don't have the patience to wait," Duncan said shrugging his shoulders.

Duncan didn't pay any more attention to the guard beside him. He took out the bottle of pills his master had given him and started checking them. His eyes couldn't help but twitch when he realized that both bottles of pills only contained Qi Gathering pills.

While these were indeed useful, he felt that his master was stingy to not even provide him with a few of the fasting pills. After going hungry for the past week, Duncan valued fasting pills more than Qi Gathering pills at this moment.

Letting out a sigh, he put the bottles in his bag and walked dejectedly.

Meanwhile, the guard looked at Duncan's appearance for a moment and sighed. The bloodlust emanating from him was thick. Not to mention the rotten stench. Even in such a situation, this little demon was more worried about feeding himself. No wonder he was bold enough to eye that demon woman.

Usually, cultivators took meticulous care in grooming themselves. It was a way for them to establish themselves as different from ordinary mortals. Even the most eccentric cultivators, who dress in an odd manner, would always keep their appearance clean. After all, all it took was a single application on their qi.

So, the guard couldn't fathom why this little demon liked to still keep his bloodied appearance. Regardless, he didn't want to speak his mind and make a mistake. For the Vice-Sect Master to take this little demon as his disciple, there must be something unique regarding him.

Such characters would quickly rise in cultivation and outgrow mediocre talents like him soon. He had been in the sect for more than a decade. His talent was only mediocre and thus he could only work as a guard.

The guard knew that if he could hug this little demon's thigh, then he could ascend to a higher position soon. But, he was a little reluctant to do so. He felt that the little demon's character was strange and that he would surely offend a lot of people soon. If that was the case, then hugging his thigh might not be beneficial.

Rather than providing an opportunity, this might turn into a calamity. So, it was better, if he stayed away from him. As for offending this little demon, only a fool would do so. If this little demon indeed grew strong, then he would be killed. So, the best way for mediocre talents like him to live long in this sect was to be neutral and always keep their head low.

Thus, the guard didn't speak any other words as he escorted Duncan to the Mess Hall.

*****

Feng Feixuan slowly walked inside the cave where she had stored her playthings. The fire in her belly only grew more and more as she passed by the dead cannibals in the pathways.

Her face turned gloomier as she ventured into the deeper parts of the cave. She couldn't help but grit her teeth in anger at the destruction of her playthings by that brat.

When Liang Tianye had bid farewell outside of the cave, she had immediately rushed in hoping to salvage at least a few of her playthings from the wreck that the brat would have left in his wake.

The bloodlust and slaughter aura that wafted off that brat told her clearly that the brat had massacred her playthings inside the cave. But, she never expected the brat's massacre to be so thorough.

With anger clouding her thoughts, she, at last, reached the spot where Duncan had fought the young man and later began the massacre. Seeing the countless dead bodies strewed around, Feng Feixuan couldn't help but shudder in repressed anger.

At this moment, if Duncan was in front of her, she would beat him up until he his bones broke and then extract his soul to torture it for years. She had never liked anyone tampering with her things. And she had always been the one that destroyed other people's things.

"How dare the brat destroy my playthings!!!? Liang Tianye, even if he is your disciple, he must pay for his crimes! This is unacceptable!" Feng Feixuan gritted her teeth angrily.

Incomparable power spread out unrestrainedly from her body destroying all the corpses around her and turning them to dust. When her eyes fell on the head of her favorite toy, her mouth couldn't help but snarl.

Walking towards it, she took the head and looked at the toy that had given her so much pleasure and lamented its destruction in her heart. Along with the lament, came incomparable anger.

Looking at the head of her favorite toy, she felt absolutely enraged and disgusted at the same time.

"What use are you? You can't even kill a brat that is in the lower level of the Qi Gathering realm despite being in the later stages of the Qi Gathering realm. You are absolutely a disgrace!" Feng Feixuan screamed at the head in her hands,

BANG!

The head in her hands exploded into a shower of blood and gore. The remaining pieces were soon ground to dust as well. Just as she planned on leveling down this whole cave, she felt something in her hands and looked at it closely.

"Eh! This sword cut… there are traces of sword light in them. How could this be possible? That brat has just learned to cultivate," Feng Feixuan exclaimed in surprise.

Immediately she waved her hands and the body of the young man that was lying a distance away floated into her hands. She once again focused on the cut on the neck and found traces of sword qi along the severed area.

"This is really sword light," Feng Feixuan murmured in surprise. "But, that brat has only been cultivating for three weeks. How could this be possible? Even several inner disciples are yet to master sword light. How could this brat accomplish it?"

Looking around, Feng Feixuan tried to find any other traces of the sword light, but only came up in vain. Still, she wasn't disheartened. With a wave of her hand, all traces of the sword light vanished into thin air.

"This little brat seems a little interesting. I guess I will wait and see how he matures into. If possible, he could help…" Feng Feixuan stopped her words and her eyes started flickering rapidly.

After a few moments, she let out a charming smile and waved her hands to destroy any evidence left in the wake of Duncan's fight. The area where Duncan had fought with the young man had been littered with corpses thanks to Duncan's massacre. But now, each and every corpse in that region was turned into dust by her.

"He he he, let this Big Sister help you hide your actions little brother. If you grow up to become strong, I will help you in the future…" Feng Feixuan said mischievously and giggled to herself.

Just as she rose to leave the cave, she saw a cannibal making his way toward this region cautiously. With an evil smile, she disappeared and appeared behind that cannibal, catching him off guard.

"He he he… Today, you shall help me relieve my boredom…" Feng Feixuan snickered.

Soon, heart-wrenching screams began to echo around the cave. The guards who were at the entrance heard it and started shivering. They looked at each other and gulped nervously. They studiously avoided looking at the cave and acted as if they didn't hear anything.

*****

Starmist City, Wang Clan…

"We are honored by your presence esteemed master," the Patriarch of the Wang Clan said in a humble manner as he greeted the elder before him with all smiles.

"Patriarch, as much as I would like to indulge in your hospitality, I am afraid I have other matters to take care of. I have come this time to take a look at your young master."

"While I have heard a lot from others about his talent in cultivation, I would like to take a look at myself," the elder replied calmly, not affected by the Patriarch's enthusiastic welcome.

"I understand," the Patriarch of the Wang Clan smiled and signaled the guard present in the room to bring his son.

Soon, a young boy came in from the door accompanying the guard who was sent to fetch him. If Duncan were here, he would have identified this young boy as the kid that he had sparred with just three weeks prior.

However, the difference between the kid he had sparred with and the young boy was not small…

*****

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