"My apologies, Lord Emissary. I didn't hold back …"
Fang Xian looked up and smiled shyly.
"It's fine …" Emissary Jiang calmed down and waved his hand. "A dead genius is no longer a genius. This is the rule of my Demon Palace. Do you understand?"
The boys and girls below were originally excited, but now they were scared out of their wits. They nodded like chickens pecking at rice, not daring to look at Fang Xian.
… …
A few days later, at the peak of Kunlun Mountain.
A cloud boat descended, and the Jade Receiving Envoy, Jiang Lihuo, disembarked first. He said to the boy and girl behind him, "This is the Kunlun Demon Palace. It's a great fate for you to become a servant of my Demon Palace. If you serve the Immortal Masters well, they might even take you in as disciples and pass on their teachings. From then on, you will be able to embark on the path to immortality …"
As for those Immortal Masters who were temperamental and gluttonous, there was no need to mention them.
Fang Xian was in the midst of a group of children at the level of divinity, and he couldn't help but be speechless.
Although it was easy to master demonic arts, the fact that they could plunder so many good seedlings from the various countries of Kunlun was enough to show the prosperity of the demonic path.
Here, Jiang Lihuo was just an ordinary disciple. He no longer had the awe-inspiring aura he had outside. He led Fang Xian to meet up with the other children from all directions and gathered in a white marble plaza.
A Demon Sect Gold Pill Elder flew down from the sky. Without a word, he pointed with his mana and circled a group of boys. "All of you, go to the alchemy room!"
"This group, go to the Beast Pen!"
"This group, go serve the Elder!"
"This is the last batch. There are many new direct disciples, and the palaces haven't been filled with boys yet. You guys have it easy!"
Fang Xian was docile. He was assigned to the last batch and was led to a large hall to be registered.
"All of you, listen up. There are six direct disciples this time, and six new palaces have been opened. They are Flying Rainbow Palace, Stormy Waves Palace, Yuan Gu Palace, River Of Blood Palace, Heaven Hatred Palace, and finally, Tianqiu Temple."
One of the deacons said slowly, "I'll start the distribution."
"Lord Huang, I offer this item to you. I wish to go to the Flying Rainbow Temple."
A boy hurriedly called out and handed over a black ganoderma.
"Yes, you are a disciple of the Wang Clan of the Daluo Kingdom, right? The direct disciple of the Flying Rainbow Palace is one of your family members. Maybe you can join the Flying Rainbow Palace... "
Deacon Huang immediately changed his expression and replied with a smile, "Please take care of me in the future."
"So there are also favors in the Demon Sect …"
Fang Xian secretly watched as the other boys and girls also began to ask for help. He felt that it was an eye-opener.
Moreover, the good and the bad were also distinguished.
Among these true disciples, the most favored ones were probably the three Hall Masters of Flying Rainbow, Yuan Gu, and River Of Blood. They had requested the most number of children, and in the end, they were filled to the brim. They had no choice but to reject a few and arrange for them to go to Heaven's Resentment and Stormy Waves.
As for the last one, Tianqiu Temple, it had the least number of people. Fang Xian, who did not show filial piety, was assigned to this place along with a few unlucky fellows.
"It's over …"
On the way to Tianqiu Temple, a boy complained, "I heard from my aunt that the future of this direct disciple of Tianqiu Temple is bleak … I'm afraid that we will also be out of luck. Why don't we find a way to change jobs?"
"Hmph, what are you afraid of? We Demon Sect want to make a name for ourselves in the impossible. If we don't burn this cold stove, what if we find a treasure? "
A boy sneered. "From today onwards, I am your leader. In the future, I will be in charge of the distribution of the salary and daily expenses!"
"Little brother, may I ask for your name?" Fang Xian's expression was a bit strange as he asked.
"Hehe … My name is Zheng Yin, and I cultivate the Divine Bloodshadow Skill!" Zheng Yin laughed strangely. "Is this qualification enough?"
The Divine Bloodshadow Skill was also one of the Thirteen Esoteric Teachings. At the Divine-Tier, it was much better than demonic cultivators of the same tier. No wonder he was so confident.
"Oh, I am Yu Xuanji, and I cultivate the Great Devourer Demonic Skill!" Fang Xian answered with a fake smile.
Silence!
The most frightening thing was the sudden silence.
The few children kept their distance from him in silence. Their eyes showed that they were thinking, "Damn, he's crazy!"
Even Zheng Yin's lips twitched, but he did not dare to provoke him anymore.
'Alright … It seems that even in the Demon Sect, madmen who cultivate the Great Devourer Demonic Skill are not welcomed …' Fang Xian rolled his eyes.
After a long journey of scheming, they finally arrived at the Tianqiu Temple.
There were at least a hundred rooms in this palace, including alchemy rooms, herb fields, crafting rooms, and many more. There were also a large number of servants who were dedicated to serving a true Gold Pill disciple.
As soon as Fang Xian and the others arrived, they were sucked into the main hall by a magical force.
At the top of the hall, a girl with a cold expression sat. She was dressed in a bright red dress, and there was a long trail of hair behind her.
"I am the true disciple, the Temple Master of this place, Yu Nichang!"
The girl glanced at the children, and the corner of her mouth curled up slightly.
'This girl has just advanced to the Gold Pill, and her Core Qi is still overflowing. Looking at her magical force, she should also cultivate the Divine Bloodshadow Skill … No wonder Zheng Yin has some ulterior motives … Wait, why is her surname Yu?'
Fang Xian felt that the surrounding children were looking at him strangely, but he did not care about it. He looked for the source of his palpitations.
'I made up a name, but it has the word' Yu 'in it. So this is the reason?'
His heart skipped a beat. 'I took the Endless Fire of Creation and the Invisible Needle. Do I have to return the fate I owe to this girl? Is she a blood descendant of that senior, or a disciple? The karma in this world is so strict? '
"Your name is Yu Xuanji?"
Yu Nichang stared at Fang Xian.
"Yes!"
"You cultivate the Great Sky-Devouring Demonic Skill?"
It seemed that the girl had been secretly observing these children. Fang Xian continued to nod.
"Okay, then I will appoint you as a manager."
Yu Nichang said, "I don't have much to do here. Don't bother me while I cultivate. Ring the bell to report to me if there's anything important, understand?"
"Yes, Dharma Master!"
Fang Xian nodded. He saw Zheng Yin's somewhat unwilling expression. Obviously, the little boy suspected that he was nepotism and was complaining in his heart.
Yu Nichang left after saying that. She was probably going to cultivate in seclusion.
Fang Xian, the manager, was left. He casually ordered some people to clean up the palace, tidy up the beds, the kitchen, and the food for the spiritual pets.
There was a lot of profit to be made, but Fang Xian was naturally too lazy to take it. The children below were doing this, but he turned a blind eye and let them do it.
…
For cultivators, three years passed in the blink of an eye.
Fang Xian's external incarnation also came to the Kunlun Mountains, but he did not dare to approach the Kunlun Devil Palace. He only dared to find a place to hide, ready to help at any time.
During this period, many things happened.
Among them, the most sensational was the Perfected Cultivator of the Shushan Sword School. He went to the Southern Border and killed the Blood Venomous God with one sword strike, releasing Shushan and the others, as well as Kinhai Monk.
The Hundred Venomous Sects were indignant. They sent letters to invite many masters of the unorthodox sects, hoping that they would uphold justice.
The Shushan Sword School had always been domineering, which had long caused dissatisfaction. This time, the Sword Trial in the Southern Border greatly damaged the vitality of the two unorthodox sects. Feeling the same way, the unorthodox sects immediately responded.
With the Lord Luofu of the Luoshan Sect as the leader, the Hundred Herb Hall and the Miaoshan Sect as the support, and a rogue cultivator Perfected Cultivator and Shushan, they set up three life-and-death sword duels.
Among them, Gu Dao Xian, as the main culprit, had to fight.
The Shushan Sword School could only promise him that the enemy would be at the same level as him.
The general trend of the world suddenly became turbulent.
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