Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 256 Demonic Temperament

While Shi Yubai was feeling overwhelmed by the affairs of the Discipline Hall, the Xuanyin Sect's headquarters was unusually quiet.

Min Xiao is a demon lord in the Void Refinement Stage, and his strength is comparable to that of the masters of the five major sects. However, after breaking free from the seal and taking over another body, he could only maintain Jiang Jinfeng's early Golden Core stage, having dropped two major realms.

He was too lazy to practice and just wandered around Xuanyin Sect when he had nothing to do. However, everyone in Xuanyin Sect, from top to bottom, worshipped him respectfully. No one knew what this living ancestor was planning.

After finishing the conversation with Shi Yubai, Zhou Yuan cautiously suggested going down to practice. Min Xiao raised his eyebrows and motioned him to leave. Looking at Zhou Yuan's back and receiving the perception from his spiritual sense, Min Xiao sneered.

This Xuanyin Sect is considered the leader of the Demon Sect, but the cultivation method they are good at is still blood refining and blood sacrifice, and their skills are also studied in the direction of evil. This kind of cultivation method has endless consequences. No wonder they are like possessed, neither human nor ghost...

In addition to being born with strong physiques, the demons also rely on their own cultivation, or they find treasures to temper themselves, or they fight to strengthen themselves, or they absorb the vitality of living things to strengthen themselves, but they dare not rely entirely on these. After all, there are pros and cons. Devouring too much flesh and blood will cause "obstructions". In the end, they can't even tell who they are. What's the point of cultivating all their skills?

Min Xiao knew all this but would not say it. The Xuanyin Sect seemed to be serving him obediently, but they were accompanying him all the time. Wasn't that a sign of wariness towards him?

The human race believes that those who are not of our race must have different hearts. Unfortunately, the same is true for the demon race.

Do the demon cultivators think that because they have the word "demon" in their name, they are immune to the erosion of demonic energy, and that they can be compared with the demons? How can this be true? The demons are all about the survival of the fittest, constant struggle and killing, clear class divisions, and crazy competition for various resources. How can these foreign demon cultivators share the fruits of their labor with them?

The demons need help because they are restricted. They have plenty of strength, but lack some means. When they come to the cultivation world with the help of the demon cultivators, they will deal with the immortal cultivators...

Co-govern the world of cultivation, hahaha, what kind of joke is this? When the power gap is huge, who will care about this?

The demons have invaded the world of cultivation, and the demon cultivators are the spoils of war that the demons want to trample under their feet. The target of the demons' minions could be anyone except themselves.

As for that demon child Shi Yubai, as long as he can realize the great plan of the demon clan, it doesn't matter what happens, right?

"Well, it turns out that my own face is more comfortable to look at." Min Xiao thought with a smile on his lips. He happily used magic to reflect his own face. He felt that even if he turned into a human, he would still look extremely handsome.

The person in the water mirror has a delicate face, eyebrows like distant ink, and slightly upturned eyebrows that seem to contain spring. His narrow eyes seem to have a dark light flashing in his eyes. He is also handsome and his face is very different from Jiang Jinfeng's original appearance.

"But I still look more domineering with horns." Min Xiao touched his empty forehead and looked down on the aesthetic taste of humans. He felt that they had no aesthetic taste - it would be so beautiful to have horns, claws and a tail, but they said it was horrifying. He also said that humans didn't even have fur, and it was disgusting to look at.

However, Min Xiao felt that some of these cold and skinny guys from the Xuanyin Sect were quite interesting.

Qu Yanhui was studying his puppet. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Min Xiao, who was coming to inspect with his hands behind his back, as if he was a leader. He ignored him.

The puppets stood quietly in the shadows, with their hair hanging down, covering most of their faces. Looking closely, although the skin still retained the texture of a human, it had lost its luster and was pale with a bluish-gray tint.

The first sight is absolutely creepy.

The puppets were all lifelike, but their eyes had a strange look, dull and empty, staring straight ahead, without a trace of spirit or emotion, which gave no clues.

What Qu Yanhui was fiddling with was a living puppet, which looked like a tall and thin man. He laid it down on the table. Around the puppet's neck was a collar that exuded a cold aura. The collar was covered with mysterious and strange runes, which faintly glowed with a dark light.

Several dark silver threads as thin as hair extended from the collar and were pierced into the spine and limb joints of the puppet. It was unknown what was inserted into the puppet's body. As Qu Yanhui gave simple commands, the puppet moved stiffly and unnaturally, making creepy creaking sounds.

His hands hung limply at both sides of his body, his fingers were forcibly straightened like dead wood, and his fingertips were covered with finger gloves engraved with runes, and each knuckle was firmly fixed with tiny silk threads.

When he moved, his fingers seemed to be bent into strange angles, with unwashed blood hidden in his nails. His legs were like frozen sticks, and every time he moved, his joints made a creaking sound that made his scalp numb.

The cloth on the puppet made a rustling sound due to its stiff movements. When Qu Yanhui frowned and stopped giving the order, the puppet's hands immediately fell limply at its sides.

"Hey, little goose."

Qu Yanhui hesitated for a moment: Is this thing that looks like it's about to reach the sky calling him? !

They were the only ones in the room, so they were calling him. Qu Yan thought about what Min Xiao had just said and didn't really like this title that could be used when he was castrated and sent to the palace.

"Your subordinate Qu Yanhui."

"I know."

Min Xiao simply likes to give nicknames. He even called Zhou Yuan "one-hand".

Seeing the other party's self-righteous look, Qu Yanhui realized: I understand, he is just talking nonsense.

"You didn't choose a good body." Min Xiao pointed.

"It's not good. It's not as good as others. If it's made of the flesh of a demon, it would be the best and more durable."

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Min Xiao felt that when Qu Yanhui said this, the gaze that was originally just a simple look seemed to become direct, and even carried a hint of desire. After all, he was a Taoist master in the Void Refinement Stage, and for a moment he actually felt a little scared.

This is a normal person, no, this is a normal devil, a person who is in awe of the abnormal person's thinking and audacity.

"The hobby of playing with corpses is very weird even among the demons." Min Xiao was very sincere, trying to dispel his unrealistic idea - currently he was the only legitimate demon in the Xuanyin Sect, and although he had nothing to worry about, he felt uncomfortable to be remembered.

"Giving random nicknames is very rude even among our human race." Qu Yan replied with the same sincerity.

Min Xiao: “…”

Sometimes humans are better at talking than the demons, but they are small in stature, a circle smaller than their prototypes - Min Xiao was silent, glanced at Qu Yanhui, and regained his sense of superiority.