Isn't this a game? How come you guys are really cultivating immortals!

Chapter 262 Demon Cultivator Slave

"Don't tell the other players."

Chen Miaomiao hesitated.

This old man is different from Zhai Xiaotian, there is obviously something wrong with him.

He is now at the foot of the mountain, and he would inform all the players that there is a strange and powerful monk.

Once they get nervous, everyone will pay attention to the elderly, which will cause more trouble.

“No notice.”

The system definitely won’t tell you, and the reason is the same as what Chen Miaomiao thought.

But he didn't say that Su Daqiang had just encountered it, and the pig raised by the player had even hit someone.

Chen Miaomiao knew that she was helpless in the face of such a thing.

When powerful monks arrived at this place, they had no choice but to pray for the best outcome.

Thinking of this, she continued with her work.

She had just researched her third-level spiritual herb, and she still had a lot of things to do.

As for the person at the foot of the mountain, he can only take it one step at a time.

Song Jiu naturally got the news when he came here.

She stuffed her mouth with dried meat, a local specialty of Xuanwu City, while frowning and chatting with the system: "Why tell me now? I'm so depressed that I can't eat."

system:"……"

After chewing twice, she took a sip of water and said, "The meat quality of this jerky is good, but the taste is average."

None of the braised food made by players is delicious.

What kind of meat? I'll buy a bunch later and let players make it into honey flavor or sweet and spicy flavor.

She loves to eat.

System: "...I don't think you look very depressed."

"Everyone is here, but I'm not here yet—it doesn't matter whether I'm here or not. I can teleport, and I'm at the Nascent Soul stage at the very least."

I don’t know how such a monster would appear in the Changsheng Sect, but that doesn’t mean there is no possibility.

The powerful monks can travel thousands of miles in a breath, and they never even glance at the places they pass by.

There is nothing noteworthy about this small border sect.

Unless there is something you notice.

Could it be the magical herb created by Chen Miaomiao?

Not quite.

The spiritual energy was not rich enough to attract powerful monks.

Chen Miaomiao met the old man when she returned home after finishing her work, so there was a time difference between them.

"It was either an accident, or something else in the Changsheng Sect attracted him, and then his spiritual sense swept over and noticed Chen Miaomiao's spiritual herbs."

There are all kinds of possibilities.

It's good news that they didn't take action immediately.

Since he is now wandering around Wang'an County, perhaps this kind of monk has lived too long and is too bored.

The sect token is now in the system warehouse. If there is anything wrong, let Chen Miaomiao crush it.

However, at this level, if something happens, it is estimated that the situation will be so fast that the Wanxian Sect will not be able to provide support.

"Ah." Song Jiulai sighed softly, "Let's just leave it to fate."

This level was not something she could prepare for.

Even though she had anticipated this, her strength was still too weak now.

Before, it was only for players, but now there are more and more players, and my sense of responsibility is getting heavier.

As soon as she finished buying the dried meat, she returned to the mine to complete the task and spent the rest of the time practicing.

The sect's current financial consumption can keep up, and she needs to consolidate her practice of the two extremely important skills, Nine Transformations of Dragon Bones and Step by Step Lotus Killing.

Suddenly, a very loud sound came from my ears.

A heavy, grand horn sounded suddenly, and this earth-shaking sound startled everyone in Xuanwu City.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge, long group of flying beasts flying in from outside Xuanwu City.

Looking at the destination, it is the huge Xuanwu Tower above Xuanwu City.

The monks have good eyesight and can see clearly what those things are.

Those animals were pulling cages made of animal bones.

At the head of the group was a rhinoceros-like flying beast with wings.

There stood a rugged monk.

He held a giant horn in his hand, and it was he who blew the horn to make the sound.

There were whispers in my ears.

"The Lord of Xuanwu City has returned..."

"He brought back a lot of prey this time..."

Song Jiulai was a little surprised. There were many animal sculptures in Xuanwu City, and the overall style seemed wilder than that of human cities.

But the group of monks in front of him were indeed too wild.

Song Jiulai is now standing next to the proprietress selling dried meat. Even if the line does not stop, the people around him will automatically fly into two lines.

She quickly asked the boss lady: "Boss lady, what is this?"

After all, the proprietress was meeting a customer who was buying her stuff, so she introduced them enthusiastically: "This is our Xuanwu City Lord's team. They went hunting in the demon cultivators' territory and returned. This time, they must have captured quite a few demon cultivators who were causing trouble everywhere."

Song Jiulai suddenly realized: "Oh oh oh~"

As if they were intentionally showing off their presence, the team flew very low, low enough for every cultivator in Xuanwu City to see clearly.

Those bone cages were filled with demon cultivators with astonishing appearances.

Those demon cultivators were all extremely beautiful, both male and female, and some of them were not even very good at transforming. They had the symbols of the demon clan on their heads or bodies, which were very obvious.

All the demon cultivators looked terrified at the crowd below.

Most of the cultivators in the surrounding Xuanwu City looked at the demon cultivators with greedy, disgusted, or angry eyes.

The demon cultivators and the human race have an endless hatred. The demon cultivators kill the human race, and the human race naturally kills the demon cultivators as well.

And she looks like such a beautiful demon cultivator.

Song Jiulai, who had watched too many TV dramas, guessed something, but she still asked the proprietress, "Shouldn't they just kill the demon cultivator directly? Why capture him?"

The proprietress glanced at Song Jiulai in surprise. "You really are from another sect. You captured them and made them slaves. They are so beautiful, wouldn't it be a pity not to use them as furnaces? What's more, humiliating them like this will make the demon cultivators feel the pain deeply!"

The proprietress asked again, "Where are you from? Don't you have demon cultivators as slaves over there? Are you from the Wanxian Sect?"

Song Jiulai was shocked. Can you guess this?

Seeing her slightly trembling expression, the proprietress gave a look of astonishment: "Only the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect is so hypocritical. They don't want demon cultivators as slaves. They kill any demon cultivators that cause trouble. They kill the ugly ones, but wouldn't it be better to keep the good-looking ones as slaves?"

Song Jiulai: "..."

Wanxian Sect, no demon cultivator slaves?

There shouldn't be any such thing. She has never heard of such a thing happening in the territory of Wanxian Sect.

Even the proprietress of Xuanwu City, thousands of miles away, said so. It seems that the Wanxian Sect is really unique in some aspects.

She looked up and saw those young and obviously immature demon cultivators.

At this moment, on the third bone cage carriage, there was a female demon cultivator lying next to the bone cage.

Her appearance was stunning, and the shock she gave Song Jiu was no less than that of the most beautiful face in the world.

Her eyes had distinct golden vertical pupils. As for the Yunzhou Continent with its many races, she couldn't tell which branch this female demon cultivator belonged to.

The female demon cultivator did not look panicked at all. She just lay beside the bone cage and looked at the group of cultivators below.

Suddenly, his eyes met Song Jiulai's.

Song Jiulai was only slightly stunned, and the banshee's golden vertical pupils seemed to shrink for a moment.