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Zhongli was not interested in ghost cultivators because the ghost clan also had its own rules. As the demon king, if he arbitrarily interfered in the affairs of other clans, it would easily lead to greater conflicts.

He always has to think about the countless demons behind him.

Zhao Huancheng reappeared after that, not in the ghost clan, but in the border between the demon and monster clans, where he had a conflict with several wandering demon cultivators.

These demon cultivators were also expelled from the Demon Clan's main city. They usually caused a lot of trouble inside the Demon Realm. After being driven out, they completely lost control and began to act recklessly.

Zhao Huancheng got lost and found the border between the two tribes. Before he had time to figure out the situation, he discovered that many demon women and elderly people had been captured.

These demon cultivators were extremely bloodthirsty. The old man only faced death at their hands. As for the women from the demon clan, they were used as cauldrons to extract their essence and use evil magic to improve their cultivation.

In this way, the demon women will quickly wither and die, just like a plucked flower, which will soon have its vitality sucked out.

Zhao Huancheng was not a nosy person, but if he didn't take action when encountering something like this, it would be a bit unreasonable.

Thinking back to the beginning, they became lambs to be slaughtered because of their parents' weak cultivation, and they had no room for resistance at all.

These demon women were no match for the demon cultivators and were forced to retreat step by step. They obviously knew what the demon cultivators in front of them were planning to do to them and were willing to fight to the death rather than wait for death.

Coincidentally, when Zhao Huancheng made his move, a black figure also made his move.

The other person was dressed like a teenager, with his hair tied up with a headband. The swaying arc of his ponytail gave people the impression of a young man full of energy.

Zhao Huancheng had just unsheathed the sword in his hand and had not yet made a formal attack when someone had already made a move before him.

He had never expected such a situation.

The experience of going down the mountain made him see more of the evil in people's hearts. No matter whether they are immortals, demons or monsters, every race has selfish motives.

The Celestial Clan didn't like the practice of conquering divine beasts and making them their mounts, but he couldn't change it.

Just like ghost cultivators, their cruelty is not inferior to that of demons. In Zhao Huancheng's eyes, demons are just demons, and their nature is not necessarily worse than that of others.

Zhao Xuan had never spoken about what had happened to his master, and Chu Ge and Zhongli naturally would not bring up these old events in front of Zhao Huancheng.

It was when Zhao Huancheng was traveling in the Three Realms and passed by some storytelling houses in the demon and monster realms that he learned about some of his master's past from other people.

Zhao Huancheng once had a mediocre impression of the Celestial Clan, and now he feels even more disgusted with it.

He admitted that he was angry because of his master and developed a prejudice against the Celestial Clan.

Not everyone in the Celestial Tribe wanted the Master to die, but one had to admit that at that time the Master was looked down upon and neglected in the Celestial Tribe simply because he was a demon.

In Zhao Huancheng's opinion, there are many things in the secular world that are difficult to avoid, such as the Celestial Clan's dislike for the Demon Clan. In recent years, the friction between the Demon Clan and the Monster Clan, on the one hand, and the Celestial Clan, on the other hand, has become more and more frequent.

Even though the three tribes have not officially started a war, the current situation is tense and on the verge of a showdown.

Zhao Huancheng was not so naive as to think that all demons were like his master. There would be good and bad people in any race.

The actions of these evil cultivators are out of their own will and cannot be blamed on anyone else. If anyone is to blame, it can only be blamed on them for wanting to take shortcuts and choosing to take people's lives.

The young man had a slightly curved lip, and he wore an exquisite and beautiful waist belt around his waist, as well as a flawless white jade pendant. Jade... is what a gentleman wears.

He once heard from his master that in the human world, it is customary for men to wear jade, and the larger the family, the more attention is paid to such details.

This person must have become a ghost cultivator after his death.

In Zhao Huancheng's eyes, he did not see any blood on the ghost cultivator's hands. They were so clean that they did not look like the aura of a ghost cultivator at all.

Most ghost cultivators are covered with some black air, which comes from resentment and cause and effect.

The more karma you have on your hands, the different colors of your aura will appear.

In order to cultivate and ascend, ghost cultivators often resort to killing each other, using this method to improve themselves.

Just like the Ghost King who was beaten up by Zhao Huancheng, he was filled with resentment, unwillingness, anger, despair and other emotions.

This means that there are too many souls who died at his hands or indirectly at his hands, which is why so much black energy has accumulated.

There was not a trace of black energy on the visitor, which was quite abnormal in itself. No one can be completely untainted by cause and effect. Cause and effect do not necessarily mean killing people or getting blood on people. It could also be due to other reasons.

His cleanliness aroused Zhao Huancheng's curiosity, so much so that he didn't bother to deal with the evil cultivators in front of him, and kept his eyes on the young man.

The opponent's attack was extremely swift, and not only swift but also mysterious. With just one move, he was able to make the demon cultivator fall to his knees, completely unable to resist.

A flute made of fine jade appeared out of nowhere in his hand. The jade flute was used to deal with several demon cultivators very easily.

It was so easy that it seemed as if he had just tapped the demon cultivators lightly. Just one tap was enough to knock them all to their knees, unable to get up again.

"Who the hell are you?" The demon cultivator, whose hands were shaking from being beaten and who had no strength to attack at all, knelt down and asked with gritted teeth.

The young man twirled the jade flute with his fingers, and his smooth movements were so beautiful and charming. "Who am I and what does it have to do with you?"

The demon cultivator suppressed the fear in his heart and said with bluff, "I tell you better not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise, we will definitely kill you."

"Oh?" The young man's jade-white and smooth face slightly raised, and he raised the jade flute, touching his chin and tapping it a few times, "Kill me? Can you do it?"

Several demon cultivators almost vomited blood when they were asked in a nonchalant tone by the other party. This man appeared suddenly, his moves were unpredictable, and his origins were a mystery. They... were really not sure they could kill him.

They have committed too many sins, and the demons have been wanted for years. Because of these "rotten apples", the relationship between the two races has become stiff and bad.

In order to prevent the relationship between the two tribes from getting worse, Yu Fang even sent his own younger brother to lead the team to find these evil cultivators.

However, they did not catch many demon cultivators. Every time the demons came out to look for people, they would hide. When the limelight passed, they would come out and make trouble again.

This kind of thing happened repeatedly several times. This time, the dozen or so demon women were just bait, deliberately released to fish.

Therefore, Yu Fang and a group of demon soldiers hiding in the dark couldn't help but chuckle when they saw the familiar faces. They raised their hands to signal the soldiers behind them to stand up and prepare to capture and execute them all.

Zhao Huancheng glanced at the old men and women of the demon tribe and said, "Leave here."

A dozen demon women looked at Zhao Huancheng and the other man with nervousness and worry in their eyes.

"Thank you." A woman boldly said thank you.

As for the thousands of lurking demon soldiers, once they appeared, the few demon cultivators in front of them could not escape even if they wanted to.

Because their escape route was blocked by another man in a sky-blue robe.