Chapter 219 Demons Collude

Chapter 219 Demons Collude

Chapter 219 Demons Collude
Hearing that Yu Meizi was going to achieve the Golden Elixir, Ye Yunqi naturally said, "There is no rush for the child's affairs. The Golden Elixir Path is more important."

Yu Meizi was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Yes, if I advance to the Golden Core stage, my life realm will also be elevated. The offspring I give birth to will be even more powerful, and the chance of them having spiritual roots will be much greater."

There are nine levels of realms and nine heavens. The gap between each level is not just the realm, but also the level of life is different.

The higher the realm, the more spiritual energy the body experiences, the more nourishing the meaning of Taoism, and even the blessing of thunder and lightning, which will allow life to advance again.

Although it will not lead to a change in species, it cannot be equated with the same term either.

"Okay, Ye Lang, I will go back to retreat and break through the golden elixir. I will not be able to accompany you during this period of time." Yu Meizi looked back, her eyes full of reluctance. They were newlyweds, tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time, and it was a moment that they could not bear to part.

But Yu Meizi was able to achieve perfect foundation building and comprehend the meaning of Tao, so her determination in Taoism is naturally firm.

Ye Yunqi nodded, not knowing what he could do for the other party. Suddenly he thought of something and asked, "Yu Meizi, do you still need the magic water? I'll prepare some for you."

Yu Meizi shook her head and tapped Ye Yunqi's forehead: "I have already refined the inherited Dao meaning with the help of the Immortal Water, which made it possible for me to break through the Golden Core. Now the Immortal Water is of no special use to me, but it is just like others. But its effect of maintaining youth and beauty is very good, and I must not miss my monthly period in the future."

Ye Yunqi nodded and replied: "You are the Madam, you will not be missing if anyone else is missing."

"That's right." Yu Meizi curled the corners of her mouth, straightened her clothes, and stood up leisurely.

Just as he reached the door of the quiet room, he felt a little reluctant to leave, so he turned back and bent down to kiss her.

Their breaths blended together, and soon, Yu Meizi glared at Ye Yunqi with a charming look, then reached out and took the evil hand out of her arms.

"You messed up my clothes."

Yu Meizi said with a slight frown.

Ye Yunqi felt amused in his heart, this was not just ordinary clothes, this was a cassock.

If Yu Meizi hadn't been willing, I wouldn't have been able to put my hand in.

"Let's go, bad guy." Yu Meizi saw the smile in Ye Yunqi's eyes, stamped her feet, and quickly walked out of the quiet room.

After leaving Sanqing Sect, Yu Meizi raised her flying sword, turned into a stream of light and headed straight for Qingyue Sect.

In the yard, Ye Yunqi walked to the backyard. As soon as he sat down, Jiang Zhiyun snuggled into his arms and sniffed at him, just like a ground spirit rat beside him.

The Earth Spirit Rat is now living a very comfortable life, with abundant spiritual energy surrounding it, which is like heaven for a little Qi-training animal like it.

Lu Yuaner picked up the Earth Spirit Rat and said, "Little guy, don't go around messing around with the master."

Jiang Zhiyun had already smelled some of the scent and understood it in his heart, but he didn't say anything else. He just said, "Master, you don't need to practice tonight, right?"

There was a hint of anticipation in his eyes. Ye Yunqi laughed dumbly and raised Jiang Zhiyun's chin: "Got it. I'll accompany you tonight."

While chatting and laughing, Ye Yunqi also noticed his other offspring.

It's impossible to treat everyone equally, especially when there are too many descendants in a family.

Those who were declared to have spiritual roots were all valued by their mothers without exception. As for the children without spiritual roots, they were still their own children after all, so they were naturally not treated harshly, but they always felt a little more disappointed and a little more regretful.

Some concubines were also extremely fond of their childless children, but when Ye Yunqi looked at their eyes, he felt that this was more like a kind of compensation, a mentality of making amends.

After all, these children have no spiritual roots and cannot be kept by my side all the time. If we follow normal family rules, they can be placed in the Fanchen family after their spiritual roots are identified at the age of eight.

Ye Yunqi's Ye family was newly established, and the Ye family in the mortal world had not yet been established. An eight-year-old child was obviously not old enough to start a household on his own. This rule obviously had to be flexible, but no one asked how to make it flexible.

After all, the child is still young.

At this moment, on the other side, the Monster Mountain Range, stretching for thousands of miles, shrouded in clouds and mist, is a dangerous place in the world of cultivation.

Deep in the mountains, monsters are rampant, and even cultivators with high levels of cultivation dare not set foot there easily.

However, on the edge of this mountain range, there is a hidden cave. The entrance of the cave is covered by dense vegetation and is protected by a formation. Unless a powerful person deliberately searches for it here, it would be difficult to find its trace.

At this moment, outside the cave, a black-robed demon cultivator was carrying a young man and slowly walked into the cave. This black-robed demon cultivator was tall, his face hidden under the shadow of his hood, revealing only a pair of eyes flashing with cold light. The young man in his hand was the young master of the Yu family - Yu Qingdong.

Yu Qingdong looked pale, as if he had not had a good time during this period.

The cave was spacious and deep, with faint fluorescent stones inlaid on the stone walls, illuminating the entire space. In the deepest part of the cave, there was a secret room, in which the two monsters, Huxi and Zhengyuan, had been waiting for a long time.

The black-robed demon cultivator carried Yu Qingdong and walked into the secret room. He smiled gently, threw Yu Qingdong to the ground, then sat down slowly, his eyes swept over Hu Xi and Zhe Yuan.

"My two demon brothers, long time no see." The voice of the black-robed demon cultivator was low and hoarse, as if it came from the Netherworld.

Hu Xi and Zhe Yuan looked at each other and nodded. The demons and the demons were not of the same mind, but in this world of cultivation, interests were paramount, and the righteous path was now powerful, so they came together for various reasons.

"Brother in black robe, is the person you brought the young master of the Yu family?" Hu Xi pointed at Yu Qingdong on the ground, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

The black-robed demon cultivator nodded slightly: "Yes, it is him."

Upon hearing this, Zhe Yuan sneered, "What value does he have? It's better to kill him and avoid wasting our time."

As he said this, he was about to take action, but Tiger Rhino stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Brother Zhengyuan, please be patient." Hu Xi looked at the black-robed demon cultivator, "Brother Black Robe, since you brought this person here, I believe you have already made up your mind. Tell me, what use is there for this person?" The black-robed demon cultivator smiled slightly, and his eyes stayed on Qingdong for a moment: "Although this person's cultivation is not high, he is gifted and is a natural demon cultivator. As long as I train him well, he will become a great man one day."

"A natural born demon cultivator?" Upon hearing this, Zhe Yuan couldn't help but sneer, "Brother Black Robe, are you kidding? What use can a mere Qi training stage cultivator have?"

The black-robed demon cultivator was not angry, but just shook his head gently: "Brother Zheyuan, you are a demon, not a demon cultivator, so you don't know. This person is of great use to me, so I have to keep him alive for now."

When Tiger Rhino heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "Oh? Is this true? What do you plan to do, Brother Black Robe?"

The black-robed demon cultivator stood up, walked to Yu Qingdong, and patted his face gently: "Although this man is weak now, he will become a sharp sword in our hands one day."

As he spoke, he picked up Yu Qingdong and turned to walk out of the secret room: "Okay, there's no need to pay attention to this person for now. He can't hear our conversation."

Yu Qingdong was thrown out of the secret room, and was instantly restrained, unable to move. He only heard Zhe Yuan behind him say in a bad tone: "He has seen our two demons, which is bad for our demon race. If the news gets out, the righteous will inevitably embarrass our demon race again."

The black-robed demon cultivator laughed and said, "Who would have thought that the demon race is now so afraid of the righteous path?"

The two demons seemed a little anxious and were about to say something, but a formation had been set up in the secret room and Yu Qingdong could no longer hear any sound.

After a long time, the formation was opened, and footsteps were heard behind him. The black-robed demon cultivator said coldly: "This is settled. I will take this person away first and return to Ningcheng, the territory of the demon sect. You two, continue to monitor the dynamics of the Sanqing Sect here, and report to me immediately if there is any disturbance."

Huxi and Zheyuan could only nod in agreement. They knew that since the black-robed demon cultivator said so, he must have his own plans. They only needed to follow the black-robed demon cultivator's instructions.

The black-robed demon cultivator carried Yu Qingdong away from the Monster Mountain Range and headed straight for Ningcheng, the Demon Dao territory. Along the way, Yu Qingdong felt uneasy. He didn't know what the black-robed demon cultivator was going to do to him, and he didn't know what his fate would be.

Ningcheng, the territory of the demons, is completely different from the righteous territory where the Three Pure Ones Sect is located. On the streets, demons wearing black robes can be seen everywhere. They are either in groups of three or five, or alone, and they all exude a cold aura.

The black-robed demon cultivator took Yu Qingdong with him and did not go into Ningcheng. Instead, they flew across Ningcheng and into a mountain range. Finally, they came to an uninhabited valley.

There was no one in the valley, but there was a formation. Outside the formation, the mountains and rivers were beautiful and peaceful, but beyond the formation, a strong fishy smell came towards you.

There was no trace of green in the valley, and the mountains on all sides were a strange dark red, as if they were stained with blood. There were jagged rocks on top, and the rocks were in various shapes, some like demons with bared fangs and claws, and some like painful and twisted human faces, looming in the hazy mist, adding a bit of eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

The ground was a charred black land with no grass growing on it, and it emitted a pungent smell of burning. There were also several unfathomable deep pits everywhere. Although it was impossible to see what was in the deep pits, the stench that hit him was coming from the deep pits, which was obviously not what Yu Qingdong wanted to see.

After all, Yu Qingdong came from a righteous family. Although the Yu family's actions were not upright and generous, and were even a bit evil and treacherous, compared with the cruelty and brutality of the evil path, it was nothing worth mentioning.

Yu Qingdong's face was even paler at this time. The little spiritual energy around him was used to block the bad smell from his mouth and nose, and to suppress the discomfort and nausea in his body.

After all, the person next to me is a demon cultivator. If I express my dislike or disgust towards him, is there any need to say what the consequences will be?

What Yu Qingdong didn't know was that the black-robed demon cultivator had a much higher level of cultivation than Yu Qingdong, and his spiritual sense was on Yu Qingdong, sensing all of Yu Qingdong's actions. However, he seemed to not care at all, and didn't mention anything. He just carried Yu Qingdong deeper into the cave in silence all the way.

Passing by a deep pit on the road, Yu Qingdong glanced and saw a mountain of corpses piled up in it. Some of these corpses were already rotten, while others had just died and were bleeding. The corpses were crawling with all kinds of disgusting insects, which were wriggling on the corpses, gnawing at the rotten flesh, making creepy noises.

Yu Qingdong closed his eyes and tried to use his spiritual energy to calm the churning of his internal organs.

The black-robed demon cultivator waved his hand, and a hole appeared in the ground. The two of them walked into a secret room underground.

The black-robed demon cultivator threw Yu Qingdong to the ground, then slowly walked to a stone table and sat down. He glanced at Yu Qingdong, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yu Qingdong, do you know that you are now in my pocket?"

Yu Qingdong's face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly: "Sir, I yearn for the path of magic!"

The black-robed demon cultivator chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I will certainly train you and make you a sharp sword in my hand."

As he spoke, he stood up, walked to Yu Qingdong, and put his hand on his head: "Don't worry, I will give you the best resources and opportunities to greatly improve your cultivation in a short period of time. However, you must also remember that your life is now in my hands."

Yu Qingdong was filled with grief and anger. He hated the cruelty and ruthlessness of the black-robed demon cultivator, and even more so, he hated himself for being powerless to resist. However, he also knew that now he could only swallow his anger and wait for an opportunity.

At this moment, the black-robed demon cultivator suddenly asked, "The Yu family is destroyed, do you hate the Sanqing Sect?"

Yu Qingdong's heart was moved when he heard this. He knew that this was the black-robed demon cultivator testing him. So, he gritted his teeth and said, "Hate! Of course I hate! Those hypocrites from the Sanqing Sect have caused my family to be destroyed. I wish I could chop them into pieces!"

The black-robed demon cultivator never thought that the fundamental reason for the Yu family's destruction was that they, as a righteous family, colluded with demons.

And isn't this demon led by him?
If we talk about the real culprit behind the destruction of the Yu family, he himself is the biggest one.

But he didn't seem to have thought of it, or rather, even if he had thought of it, he didn't care.

The black-robed demon cultivator just looked at Yu Qingdong's ferocious face and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, hatred is the driving force. Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, I will not only help you get revenge, but also make you the overlord of the cultivation world."

Yu Qingdong sneered in his heart. He knew that the black-robed demon cultivator's words were untrustworthy. But at this moment, he could only follow the black-robed demon cultivator's meaning and continue speaking: "Thank you for your cultivation! I will definitely work hard to cultivate and serve you wholeheartedly!"

Upon hearing this, the black-robed demon cultivator laughed loudly: "Good! Very good! You are indeed a promising talent. Now, you will become my disciple. I will give you some resources so that you can start practicing."

Becoming a disciple of a great master and following the right path is a great opportunity.

But, this is the devil's way.

What would it be like to become a disciple of a powerful demon? Yu Qingdong had no idea, but he had heard about it in the stories of the righteous path in the past, such as possession of bodies, refining, and furnaces.

If he had known Ye Yunqi before, he might have heard some stories about blood slaves.

But now, he had no choice, either to bow his head and become his disciple, or to die immediately.

(End of this chapter)