Ever since Jiujiu announced that the Black Heaven Sect had started killing demonic cultivators, the wandering demonic cultivators were either killed by the Black Heaven Sect's elders or Jiujiu and Bai Ze.
Now, no demonic cultivators dared to come out of the Hongmeng Continent.
If they weren't killed, they would have found a cave to hide in.
The bloodstains here were fresh, and the necks of the dead demonic cultivators still had the strong scent of a vampire.
Jiujiu couldn't think of anyone else other than that unknown demonic cultivator who could be so savage and unscrupulous.
Jiujiu asked Bai Ze to check the scent of the demonic cultivators who had been sucked dry before tracking them down.
After tracking them all the way to the town, Jiujiu turned Bai Ze into a small cat and placed many restrictions on Bai Ze so that no one could see Bai Ze's aura. Only then did she carry Bai Ze and follow the aura of the Fiendish Cultivator to the center of the town.
At this moment, the demonic cultivator was already sitting on the second floor of the inn and listening to the conversations of others.
"Do you know why His Majesty announced the existence of the demonic cultivators to the public?" The passerby was confused.
Previously, His Majesty had concealed the existence of the demonic cultivators. Although he claimed that it was because he was afraid of causing panic among the people, why was he not afraid now?
Unless His Majesty had obtained some kind of powerful guarantee, in which case, His Majesty's current actions could be justified.
Could it be that His Majesty had really found the confidence to fight against the demonic cultivators?
The people were full of anticipation towards this conjecture, but the demonic cultivator was full of resentment towards this conjecture.
The human emperor really didn't know what was good for him. Did he really think that the Black Heaven Sect's sword cultivators could be compared to him?
Once he killed all of the Black Heaven Sect's sword cultivators, he would definitely cut open the human emperor's stomach and see if the regretful expression on his face was still as confident as it was now.
Thinking of this, the demonic cultivator's lips instantly curled into an expectant smile.
Demonic cultivators were naturally good-looking. After retracting his demonic aura, he looked extraordinarily handsome in his white robes. His demonic aura was even more attractive than the gentle scholarly aura he exuded.
The Hong Meng Continent's culture was open-minded, and it was common for a woman to meet a man she liked and strike up a conversation with him in public.
When the Devil Cultivator was still a nameless little Devil Cultivator, he would often rely on his handsome face to deceive those rich young ladies and get what he wanted.
Now that he had undergone the cleansing of his body and marrow in the Upper Realm, his appearance was even better than before. When he smiled at this moment, he was as beautiful as the bright moon in the sky.
Immediately, a young lady came forward and asked with a smile, "May I know young master's name and where you live?"
The Young Miss's appearance was elegant and charming. At this moment, she lowered her eyes and smiled shyly. Her bashful appearance was especially lovely and moving.
Before the Fiendish Cultivator could say anything, some busybodies who liked to watch the show had already started to jeer, "The lady has already spoken. Young Master, you should just listen to her."
The Fiendish Cultivator raised his eyes and looked at the young lady.
That young lady's eyes were dark and she looked at him expectantly. The corners of her mouth curled up and two beautiful dimples appeared on both sides of her cheeks. At this moment, she was staring straight at him, waiting for his final answer.
The Fiendish Cultivator frowned slightly. Just as he was thinking about whether he should agree, a voice suddenly came from behind him. "Tsk, I was wondering why this place was so lively. So it's another show where the Goddess has the intention and Prince Xiang has no intention."
This sentence directly attracted everyone's attention. A trace of annoyance flashed across the young lady's face as she was talking to the Fiendish Cultivator. She looked unhappily in the direction of the voice, but when she saw the other party's appearance, she was instantly stunned.
She originally thought that this young master was already the most handsome person she had ever seen in the world. She did not expect that in this world, there was actually someone who looked even better than this young master.
Moreover, this young lady's smile and devilish charm were even more charming than this young master's.
The young lady instantly felt that her heart had changed. She no longer liked this young master and had fallen in love with this young lady.
The young lady immediately abandoned the Fiendish Cultivator and came in front of Jiujiu. Her eyes were filled with anticipation as she asked, "May I know young lady's name and where you live? Do you have time to have a cup of tea together?"
They had just met and she was already in a hurry to invite Jiujiu to 'have a cup of tea'. It could be seen how anxious the young lady was to meet with Jiujiu again.
The busybodies who were just imagining the scene of the young lady and the Fiendish Cultivator saw the young lady striking up a conversation with Jiujiu again.
They originally thought that it was a scene of a talented man and a beautiful woman, but they did not expect it to be a story of a young lady's fickleness.
They immediately said, "Young lady, this young lady also said the same thing to that young master just now. Don't be fooled again?"
Jiujiu tilted her head and looked in the direction of the voice. The corners of her mouth curled up, revealing an even more devilish smile.
The young lady's eyes became even more infatuated as she looked at Jiujiu. She only heard Jiujiu say, "Do I look so easy to fool?"
Jiujiu nodded slightly at the young lady and said, "I know where your house is. When I'm free, I'll go to your house to have a cup of tea with you."
Jiujiu was wearing an elegant white robe. The way she held a long sword in her hand made her look like a chivalrous woman.
Coupled with Jiujiu's ethereal aura, one could tell at a glance that she was not an ordinary person.
Even if such a person said some inconceivable things, they were exceptionally convincing. Therefore, when Jiujiu said that she would look for the young lady to have a cup of tea with her another day, the young lady immediately left in satisfaction.
After the young lady left, Jiujiu casually placed the long sword on the table and asked the waiter to bring a pot of good wine. After a few plates of side dishes, she minded her own business and drank the wine and ate the dishes.
Jiujiu's leisurely appearance made her temperament even more unrestrained and attracted everyone's attention.
The people who were still gossiping just now stared unblinkingly at Jiujiu. Even the Fiendish Cultivator could not bear to look away from Jiujiu.
When others saw Jiujiu's white robe, they only felt that it was unrestrained and unrestrained. However, in the eyes of the Fiendish Cultivator, it was indeed the symbol of the Blackheaven Sect that had been opposing him for thousands of years.
This woman was from the Blackheaven Sect.
The Fiendish Cultivator came out to look for someone from the Blackheaven Sect.
Firstly, it was because of old and new grudges. Secondly, it was to humiliate the Blackheaven Sect and announce that he had returned to declare war on the Blackheaven Sect.
Previously, the most powerful person in the Blackheaven Sect was Wu Che. However, Wu Che had not been able to ascend, so his strength was probably mediocre.
Before he ascended, he might have been afraid of Wu Che. However, after ascending and seeing many things, he no longer had the same reverence for Wu Che as before. Instead, it was more of the contempt and disdain of a superior to a subordinate.
With a plan in mind, the Fiendish Cultivator was determined to get Jiujiu.
However, because Jiujiu was only a small disciple of the Blackheaven Sect, the Fiendish Cultivator's attitude towards Jiujiu was naturally the attitude of a superior towards food.
The Fiendish Cultivator picked up his wine cup and strolled to Jiujiu's table. He sat down and looked into Jiujiu's eyes. He smiled and said, "Do you mind sharing a seat?"
Sharing a seat was a basic procedure for men in the Hongmeng Continent to strike up a conversation with a woman.
If the woman fancied a man, she would nod and agree. If she did not, she would say that it was inconvenient.
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