Chapter 394: I’ve Wandered Half My Life, Only Regret Not Meeting a Wise Leader
Bai Feng saw that Tian Yan really had no reaction whatsoever, so he suddenly got bored and let go of her little feet.
“Alright, alright, I was wrong earlier. I need to take care of something now. When I finish, come find me to practice.”
Tian Yan didn’t speak, still glued to his back like a stubborn badge.
“…Three cakes?”
Bai Feng asked tentatively.
This time, Tian Yan finally responded. She immediately stretched out five fingers and bargained, “Five.”
“Okay, okay, after we leave the Secret Realm, I’ll give you five.”
Bai Feng didn’t bother haggling anymore. With a promise of five cakes, he shooed her away.
Under the temptation of cakes, Tian Yan finally peeled herself off his back.
“I’m going to handle some stuff first. Wait here for me.”
After saying that, Bai Feng, now once again free, vanished into thin air.
Once Bai Feng was gone, Tian Yan seemed unable to hold it in anymore. Her mouth twitched slightly, and she hurriedly reached out to rub her little foot. It was clear Bai Feng’s methods weren’t entirely useless—she just forced herself to endure.
She gently kneaded her tiny foot, preparing to clear out the remaining spiritual energy. But as her hand touched the itchy spot on her sole’s meat, her little foot couldn’t help but tremble.
“…Pervert.”
……
“Strange. Do you feel like the righteous path folks are targeting us? Lately, it’s been hard to recruit any loose cultivators for practice.”
“We’re demon cultivators, so it’s normal for those righteous guys to target us, isn’t it?”
“d*mn it. If we hadn’t lost to the righteous sects, they wouldn’t be so brazen.”
“But this is the Secret Realm. The righteous guys aren’t out hunting opportunities; they’re wasting time on us. Is that not a bit backwards?”
“Who cares why? Let’s be extra careful for now. Our gains haven’t been too shabby anyway. Once we leave, it’s over.”
“By the way, I heard some demon cultivators are forming teams recently. No idea if it’s a trap or what.”
“Hah, probably some brat who’s too proud and will get on righteous folks’ radar sooner or later.”
A few demon cultivators were hiding in a dense forest. The trees were towering and thick leaves blocked out most of the sunlight, casting a gloomy shadow below.
Suddenly, one of the demon cultivators looked up at the canopy. He suddenly remembered something: “Hey, I recall those shameless folks from Heavenly Sword Sect love to disguise as trees to ambush. Do you think someone from Heavenly Sword Sect has slipped into this forest?”
The remaining demon cultivators suddenly fell silent. They exchanged suspicious looks and then said uncertainly:
“Probably not. No spiritual herbs here; why would they hide here for no reason?”
“Yeah, don’t scare yourselves. How could this big tree be human transformed? If you don’t believe it, I’ll dig a hole in this tree to check.”
Without hesitating, the demon cultivator drew his great sword and slashed directly into the tree trunk with exquisite sword techniques.
Boom!
The tree remained unscathed, but the attacker spat bl**d and flew backward.
“f*ck!”
Everyone froze for a moment, then disregarded the fallen comrade and scattered to run.
But in the next instant, under their terrified gazes, several people suddenly emerged from the trees around them. Then, there was a commotion above—people were dropping from the sky, and even hands reached up from beneath their feet.
They couldn’t understand why these people were hiding directly under their noses without them noticing.
Soon, the fight was over. The disciples of Heavenly Sword Sect, already formidable in strength and having initiated a surprise attack, brought down these demon cultivators in mere seconds.
“Well, another batch eliminated.”
“Thanks to the improved techniques from the Array Pavilion, combined with special array disks, these demon cultivators never saw us coming.”
“Clean up the battlefield, don’t let the others catch on.”
Quickly, the bodies of the demon cultivators were cleared away. The Heavenly Sword Sect disciples vanished once more, and the forest returned to calm.
Meanwhile, scenes like this kept unfolding at the center of the Secret Realm.
“Next might be you guys,” a pallid man told the newly captured demon cultivator. “Unless you make the right choice.”
He snapped his fingers, and several demon cultivators placed bottles of pills and spiritual tools in front of the captured ones.
“Show everyone you have the strength and courage to oppose righteousness.” The man picked up a bottle of pill, then forcefully squeezed it open, revealing a seventh-grade pill inside. “Join… our team.”
The bound demon cultivators instinctively swallowed, not because the aroma enticed them but because they recognized that pill—it was from another captured demon cultivator.
The reason was simple: that demon cursed fiercely and then was swallowed and processed by the guy in front.
Under the double threat of either d*ath or temptation, soon one demon cultivator couldn’t resist and nodded: “I join!”
“Good, this bottle of pill is yours then.”
He threw the pill over without a moment’s hesitation. In the past, he might have kept it for himself, but now he didn’t need it. To him, the best pills were these demon cultivators.
The demon cultivator froze briefly, almost unable to believe he was handed such a precious seventh-grade pill like this. But then, seeing the other guy toss it over, he quickly caught and hid it in his robes.
The other demon cultivators also stared—wasn’t this pill supposed to be a fake promise? Why was it really given?
In the next second, they couldn’t wait and shouted:
“I’ll join too!”
“I’ve wandered half my life, only regret not meeting a wise leader. If you don’t abandon me, I’d be honored to call you adoptive father!”
“Me too!”
The pale man’s face flickered with a smile. He reached out and pressed down, and everyone fell silent: “No need. Just call me Senior Brother.”
“Yes, Senior Brother!”
“Come, take your pills and spiritual tools.”
The pale man’s smile grew even deeper. Although the righteous faction suddenly started crusading against the demonic, catching him off guard, it also presented a golden opportunity—making it easier to reclaim some demon cultivators.
And handing out precious pills and spiritual tools was also for reputation. Once news spread, more and more demon cultivators, even some scattered cultivators, would flock to him.
Of course, he also knew these folks attracted solely by benefits were unreliable. When the righteous faction attacked, they’d scatter and escape. But he didn’t need loyalty—just the value they could bring.
