Chapter 111: City of Southern Star

Venerable was very likely within this "illusion."If the Nine Clan Dao Sealing Formation is activated, and he is affected by it, then he will be able to find his position again.By then, don't say you'...As for Jian Yun's appearance, Bai Ze was originally not prepared to pay any attention. Of course, it was because Jian Yun dared to temporarily isolate his divine sense, which made him a little angry and humiliated.

But when he heard Jiang Yun say that they were going to immediately start cultivating the Refining Demon Technique, that annoyance vanished in an instant!

"Are you sure you've thought this through"

"Yes, I've made my decision!"

Although pleased inwardly, Bai Ze still pretended to ponder and said: "Alright, seeing your sincerity, I'll agree. But to become a demon tamer, you need demonic energy as a guide. I'll take a bit of a loss and give you some of my demonic energy to help you gain insight."

As if fearing that Jiang Yun would go back on his word, Bai Ze's voice hadn't even finished when he opened his mouth and spat out a thick cloud of demonic energy, instantly enveloping Jiang Yun's entire body.

"Remember, keep my demonic aura hidden within your dantian spirit lake in your daily life. Otherwise, if certain self-righteous cultivators sense it, they will definitely mercilessly kill you as a demon."

Next, a brilliant passage of text also flashed through Jiang Yun's mind.

"When Heaven and Earth were out of harmony, strange and unusual phenomena arose as demons. The spirits became corrupted, becoming evil, and people's hearts grew chaotic, turning into devils…"

Jiang Yun closed his eyes, while diligently drawing Bai Ze's celestial demon qi into his dantian, he also carefully observed the text.

Looking at Jiang Yun who was clearly immersed in the legal system, Bai Ze's huge eyes showed a sly gleam: "As long as my demonic energy exists in your spirit lake, it will inevitably merge with yours over time."

"Once you have condensed a blessed land, my demonic energy can remain within your body forever. It will grow stronger as your cultivation increases, hehehe. By then, you will become my puppet! A puppet of a demon cultivator!"

“Thinking of myself, Bai Ze, as the Ten Thousand Paths Celestial Demon, this world truly can't find a more intelligent being than me anymore. Ah, it's really a bit lonely. However, once I have this demon cultivator puppet, I will be even more lonely!”

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Nánxīng City is one of the three largest megacities in Nán Shān Prefecture. With a resident population exceeding eight million, coupled with the constant flow of outsiders, its total population nears ten million.

Among these millions, although the vast majority are ordinary people, only a small number are cultivators. However, because the population base is too large, the actual number of cultivators is still considerable.

Therefore, Nanting City has a 100-mile long Xiu Yuan Street, which is exclusively open to cultivators. Within it, there are shops opened by various sects and powerful clans from within Wushan Island, selling all sorts of cultivation resources.

As long as you have enough Spirit Stones, you can buy almost anything related to cultivation in this Xiu Yuan Street.

Naturally, this Xiu Yuan Street became a must-visit place for every cultivator who came to Nanxing City. Therefore, the street was usually crowded most of the time.

However, today, the number of monks on the street was surprisingly twice as much as usual. This caused shopkeepers to stand at their doors, enthusiastically attracting customers while also discussing how so many people had suddenly appeared.

"You don't know this, three months later, it will be the grand celebration for Old Master Luo's thousandth birthday. These cultivators must all be here to celebrate."

"Well, there are still three months left. Why are so many people here now"

"The Luo family has a wide network of connections and a strong foundation. It's certain that many people will come to celebrate his birthday. If we wait until three months later, there probably won't be any place left, so it makes sense to come early. Don't believe me Just watch, starting tomorrow, the more days that pass, the more people will definitely come."

"Haha, it's great to have so many people here! The more people we have, the better our business will be!"

"No more talk, no more talk, let's get to attracting business!"

The influx of a large number of cultivators made every shop on Xiuyuan Street bustling with people, crowded and lively.

However, there are exceptions.

At the end of Xiulian Street, there is a shop called Duoyao Pavilion, but it is deserted.

Although monks would pass by from time to time, after a quick glance at the almost pathetically shabby storefront, they would quickly leave.

Apparently, such a small store wouldn't interest them.

For situations like this, a young clerk who appeared to be only fifteen or sixteen years old was clearly used to it. He didn't even bother going out to solicit business, instead just sitting behind the counter with his eyes half-closed.

Just then, a gust of wind suddenly swept in from outside the open door. Several figures rushed in, startling the clerk who jumped to his feet and stared at the three towering men with fierce faces that stood before him. He stammered, "You, what are you doing Are you...are you trying to rob us"

A burly man in red robes spat heavily and said, “Bah, what kind of robbery is this Since you’re a pharmacy, you should be able to identify medicinal herbs!”

"I was scared to death! I thought it was a robbery!" The young man finally came to his senses, wiped the sweat from his face, and puffed out his chest: "If you want to identify medicinal herbs, you've come to the right place! Our boss at Duoyao Pavilion is best at this!"

As a pharmacy, besides buying and selling medicinal herbs and pills, it is also necessary to help people identify pills and herbs.

The red-robed man sneered coldly, "Then stop wasting words. My brothers just got a plant, but we don't know its origins. If you can identify it, we'll sell it to you at a discount. If you can't, and waste our time, hehehe, you better be prepared to compensate!"

Upon hearing this, the young man's chest, which had just risen with newfound courage, immediately sank again. He understood perfectly well that these three burly men were clearly robbers, but they weren't using brute force; they were employing a more subtle approach.

Even the young men could almost be certain that the medicinal herbs they brought were extremely rare. Let alone their little shop being unable to identify them, even the several large apothecaries on Xiu Yuan Street would likely be unable to tell.

However, any large apothecary would absolutely have a very powerful backing. Even the bravest cultivator wouldn't dare to cause trouble there, so they could only choose small shops like their own family's that are inconspicuous.

"This, esteemed gentlemen, I have a little bit of spirit stones here. I'd like to offer them as a token of respect for you to buy some tea. Perhaps, you should consider going to another shop for appraisal"

The young fellow spoke as he pulled out a few pieces of Grade One Spirit Stones from under the counter and handed them forward.

“Get out! We're here to eat!” The red-robed man slapped the Spirit Stone fan away unceremoniously, then pulled out a multi-colored plant and slammed it onto the counter. "Hurry up and get your boss over here! What kind of herb is this!”

The young man didn't even look at the plant, but instead turned his head and shouted towards the back room, "Father, come out quickly!"

"I said, Xia Shi, your father went out of town to gather medicine this morning. He specially greeted you. Did you not hear him"

A slightly resigned voice came from the inner room, followed by a young man of seventeen or eighteen in blue robes who pushed open the curtain and stepped out.

This young man is handsome, with long hair braided into several strands that fall to his shoulders. His eyes are clear and bright.

Although he looked a little thin, the hands and arms exposed beneath his rolled-up sleeves were covered in scars.

The most striking thing was that he held a large stiff bristle brush in one hand, and the other hand, astonishingly, held a bronze cauldron half his height!

This website is the first to publish this novel.ld like to tell me"Although Gu Ling Fu Yi's words planted some seeds of doubt in Jiang Yun's heart about Dao Wu Ming, at least from the current perspective, everything Dao Wu Ming had done was to help...