"Then, is there really no way to deal with these demons?" Little Wei asked.
To say these creatures were overwhelmingly powerful wouldn’t be accurate—their real threat lay in their sheer numbers, making them difficult to eradicate.
"There is one way. Our ancestors left behind a magical artifact capable of absorbing demons, but that thing is practically…" a relic of the sect’s ancient history.
This was just a routine training expedition for disciples, not a suicide mission. Even He Lianchi probably never imagined that a simple outing would lead to an encounter with demonic creatures.
"Do they have any weaknesses?" Little Wei pressed.
The Peak Master of the Alchemy Peak froze for a moment before shaking his head.
Damn it. These demonic pests had only ever been mentioned in books before—who the hell knew their weaknesses?
They hadn’t appeared for thousands of years.
This was practically an epic-level resurrection.
Little Wei thought for a moment. Well then, time to put the Alchemy Peak Master to rest.
"Little Nailuo, hit him. Go."
Alchemy Peak Master: ???
Little Nailuo hesitated briefly before rushing forward. Before the Peak Master could react, a brick came swinging down, knocking him out cold on the spot.
A large bump swelled on his head.
"That was a bit too harsh," Little Wei muttered, her lips twitching.
At least show some mercy—he was still a descendant of their sect. Little Nailuo’s actions were borderline inhumane.
"Wuwuwu, I was afraid it wouldn’t work otherwise~"
Truthfully, Little Nailuo had received Little Wei’s signal the moment she started questioning.
The best way to handle these demons was to make sure the old man from the Alchemy Peak was out cold.
That way, the staff could go all out without restraint.
Not that the staff was human to begin with.
"Who taught you to say ‘wuwuwu’ like that?" Little Wei shuddered at the sight of her own face putting on such a sickly-sweet act.
Meanwhile, the staff had already been sent off to work.
"You did." Si was utterly exasperated.
Did she really have no self-awareness?
Little Wei: ?
"Am I that kind of person?" She couldn’t help but laugh.
"Do I go around saying ‘wuwuwu’ all the time?" She was genuinely baffled.
Little Nailuo blinked innocently. "Sister Little Wei, no offense, but I really did learn it from you."
Little Wei: ?
Great answer. Never say it again.
Little Wei decided to ignore Little Nailuo and turned her attention to the staff. It had already absorbed the demons, but now its blade was emitting a sinister red glow, as if overloaded with energy.
"Will the staff be okay?" Little Wei asked worriedly, gripping its hilt.
"It’s fine. It’s just overstuffed—needs time to digest the energy," Si immediately identified the issue.
"That’s all it takes to get full? Pathetic." Little Wei scoffed.
Si: "..."
"It devoured the energy of over a dozen planets in the last world. It’ll take a while to process all that, so of course it’s struggling with demons now."
Little Wei: ?
"You weren’t even in the last world—how do you know this? Oh right, you must have Ling Wanbai’s memories."
Mentioning that made Little Wei’s face flush red.
Damn it.
Did that mean Si knew about Ling Wanbai forcing her to call her "husband" in bed?
Ugh!
Better not think about it—that was a full-blown disaster.
"Of course I know. Even if I wasn’t there, my console records everything."
Little Wei: ???
How was that any different from live-streaming?!
If that was the case, did that mean Si could save recordings of certain… things?
This was…
"Gu Wei!" Si was genuinely annoyed now.
"Blah blah blah."
Little Wei had nothing to say except nonsense.
"Don’t lump me in with you." Si was practically fuming.
Little Wei stroked her chin. "But wasn’t Duan Lingyun, the one who sneaked into the forbidden library, a fragment of your soul? And Yuan Qiaoqiao too—you’re clearly a troublemaker."
Si was speechless.
Sure, but Duan Lingyun and Yuan Qiaoqiao had completely different personalities. How was that even comparable?
"I didn’t make them do it," Si stubbornly insisted.
"Really?" Little Wei was skeptical.
"What else could it be? Are you trying to piss me off?" Si was at her limit.
She was the only one who could tolerate Little Wei’s antics. Anyone else would’ve had her buried under five meters of grass by now.
"Wuwu, how could you say that?" Little Wei pouted.
"Look at you—still denying you’re the one who corrupted Little Nailuo." Si was seething.
Little Wei: "..."
Okay, maybe she had a point.
But she wasn’t admitting it.
"Whatever. Let’s drop it. Little Nailuo, go back for now." Little Wei glanced at Little Nailuo, who nodded and vanished.
With demons appearing, this training expedition would have to end prematurely.
Training was one thing, but risking the disciples’ lives was another.
Once Little Nailuo was gone, Little Wei crouched down and poked the unconscious Alchemy Peak Master.
He groaned awake, blinking in confusion before his eyes landed on Little Wei.
"You brat, why’d you hit me?!" The old man roared.
Little Wei blinked innocently.
"That expert just now said it’d be better if I knocked you out."
Just following orders—what could she do?
The Peak Master gingerly touched the lump on his forehead, wincing in pain before using his spiritual energy to heal it. He stood up, scanning the surroundings.
"Where is that expert now?" His eyes widened when he realized the demons were gone.
Someone who could wipe out demons so effortlessly must possess extraordinary abilities—perhaps a rare spiritual root.
Most cultivators nowadays had roots aligned with metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, or ice. Anything beyond that was a natural mutation.
If they had an innate advantage against demons, they either possessed the legendary Light Spirit Root or wielded an ancient relic designed to suppress demonic forces.
"No idea. They seemed to have left. I just woke up too." Little Wei rubbed her neck, feigning exhaustion.
Though… she really was tired.
"What a shame." The Peak Master smacked his thigh in frustration.
But he couldn’t blame Little Wei—that expert had done them a favor by driving the demons away, and there was no way she could’ve stopped someone of that caliber.
"Since the demons are dealt with, should we send the disciples back?" Little Wei asked seriously.
If demons were emerging, this couldn’t be an isolated incident.
They needed to seal off the Sunset Forest before things escalated.
Who knew if these demons were like zombies—one bite, and a cultivator might turn into a demon themselves.
"Of course we’re sending them back. But first, I must inform the Sect Leader." The Peak Master pulled out a communication stone from his waist.
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e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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