Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Qin Changsheng's death did not cause any ripples in Mo Fan's heart, it just made him feel relieved.

There are countless miserable people in the world, how could Qin Changsheng be the only one?

Besides, evil people don’t deserve any sympathy at all!

Being good to the evil is actually being evil to the good!

Perhaps it was because the influence of Bailang City was too great, so that the southern border land here was already full of enemies. Wangyue Valley even sent out several great demons from the ancestral realm just to find the so-called murderer!

But they were destined to be fruitless.

The reason is simple. Mo Fan is too fast. Unless Emperor Shitian comes in person, no one can stop him, let alone catch up with him.

Although Mo Fan had some grievances with Moon Watching Valley, he did not really want to engage in a full-scale war with Moon Watching Valley at this moment, so he kept a low profile on his way back, and just turned into a golden lightning that crossed the entire southern Xinjiang land!

During this period, a great demon from the ancestral realm actually discovered Mo Fan's trace, but after teleporting several times in a row and failing to catch up with Mo Fan, it finally chose to give up.

"Who is that guy?"

"Without teleportation, the speed is still so fast, it's unbelievable!"

Some great demons from the ancestral realm were amazed and found it unbelievable.

"You and I are both at the late stage of the Ancestral Realm now. We are considered top-tier warriors even among the entire demon race. But we still can't catch up with that guy, which means he is most likely a Saint King-level warrior!"

There were also some big monsters with solemn expressions, worried about Mo Fan's appearance.

"It shouldn't be!"

"If it really is a Holy King, the one in our Holy Land should have sensed it long ago!"

“It’s hard to say. After all, we are not far from the Saint King Conference, so it is reasonable for some Saint Kings to come out and walk around.

Anyway, we can't do anything about this matter. We can only go back and report to the Holy King!"

"That's true, but it's a pity for that old fellow Mo Dao that he didn't even leave his body behind!"

"One less ancestral realm expert means one more resource, which may not be a bad thing for us!"

"Hahahaha... Thinking about it this way makes me feel extremely happy!"

The two powerful ancestors soared into the sky while chatting and laughing, and quickly left the land of southern Xinjiang and headed towards the Moon-Watching Valley.

From beginning to end, they had never even seen Mo Fan's appearance clearly!

In just half a day, Mo Fan crossed the entire southern border and returned to the Demon Spirit Mountains.

He did not rush back to Black Wind Mountain, but came to the ruined temple market.

Ten years have passed, and the place is still the same, except that the dilapidated temple seems to be more dilapidated than before.

Mo Fan waved his hand casually, and the invisible restriction was easily torn apart.

"Who is trespassing in the market?!"

The fluctuations caused by the ban immediately attracted the attention of the caretaker, and soon two boys and girls walked out of the ruined temple, staring at Mo Fan with unfriendly eyes.

"Who are you and why are you trying to break into the market restriction?!"

The young boy among them growled at Mo Fan in a very childish voice, which was comparable to that of Mr. Qian.

"Since you were able to break the restriction, it means that your cultivation is not weak. Don't you know who is protecting our market?!"

The girl also stared at Mo Fan with an unfriendly look on her face, and her words were full of threats.

"Oh, who is protecting it?"

Mo Fan was amused by the two boys and immediately looked at them with curiosity.

"Of course it's Laibao, the Black Wind Demon Ancestor from Black Wind Mountain!"

"He is the son of the emperor of my demon clan. If you have some cultivation, you should have heard of him!"

"That's right, our young lady is a good friend of that Laibao Emperor!"

The two boys sang in unison, and Mo Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Then has your young lady ever told you what the Black Wind Demon Ancestor looks like?"

Mo Fan asked again, then he puffed out his chest and smiled, "Do you think I look like the Black Wind Demon Ancestor?"

He had already noticed that the two boys looked unfamiliar and were not the faces he was familiar with ten years ago. He thought that they were probably the new gatekeepers appointed in recent years.

"Pooh!"

"You are such a shameless cultivator. You look so ordinary, yet you dare to compare yourself with the Black Wind Ancestor?"

However, the two boys ridiculed Mo Fan, causing him to touch his nose in embarrassment.

Even Mo Fan had never imagined that one day he would be ridiculed by others like this, and would be unworthy of being himself?

Fortunately, the two boys only said that he looked ordinary, not ugly, which made Mo Fan feel a little comforted.

"You two little brats, go play in the mud!"

Mo Fan cursed in annoyance, took a step forward and disappeared on the spot.

"what?"

"Where's that guy?"

"I guess he was afraid of the reputation of the Black Wind Ancestor, so he ran away in disgrace with his tail between his legs!"

The two boys were laughing and not worried about offending any important person.

Mr. Qi had told them that their young lady was now an incredible ancestral master, and with the help of the Black Wind Ancestor who was known as the Emperor's son, there were not many monsters in the entire Ten Thousand Mountains that could bully their market.

Therefore, there is no need to be too nice to some guys.

What's more, the cultivator just now relied on his powerful cultivation to forcefully destroy the operation of the restriction. If this happened in other places, it would be a direct hostile act and naturally there would be no need to show any good face to him.

Mo Fan naturally did not leave, but actually entered the market town.

He was so fast, how could just two boys find his trace?

Looking around, except for the absence of the Qinglian Tower, everything else in the market is still the same as it was ten years ago. In fact, it is a lot more lively than ten years ago.

There were actually quite a few demon cultivators setting up stalls and selling their wares here, which made Mo Fan feel a little dazed, as if he had returned to the scene when he first came to this market.

He did not alarm any monsters and walked alone in the market. He passed many familiar scenes and came to the place where spirit beasts were sold, but found that it had become a tailor shop.

"Are you here to buy armor, or do you want to order custom clothes?"

When the strange shopkeeper saw the customers coming, he immediately greeted them warmly.

"Shopkeeper, didn't this place sell spirit beasts before? How did it become a tailor shop?" Mo Fan looked at the shopkeeper curiously.

"You know quite a lot, sir. I think you are a regular customer of our market. But you haven't been to our market for some years."

“Sir, you may not know that the reason why we were able to sell spirit beasts in the past was because some human cultivators captured evil monsters for trade, and the business was pretty good.

But ever since the southern border land was completely returned to our demon race ten years ago, human cultivators have almost disappeared, and this business naturally fell through.

Nowadays, due to the rise of Black Wind Mountain and the nourishment of the spiritual essence in the mountain, many animals in our Demon Mountain Range have turned into demons. Influenced by the big demons in Black Wind Mountain, these little demons also want to become like humans, so this place has become a tailor shop, which is just right for selling clothes to those little demons in exchange for some spiritual objects.

Business is actually much better than before!"

"I see, thank you very much, shopkeeper!"

Mo Fan nodded, threw out a spirit stone, then turned and left.

"Hey! Sir, you haven't bought anything yet, why are you leaving now?"

The shopkeeper chased after him, only to find that the strange guest had disappeared without a trace.

Mo Fan swept his spiritual sense and soon found Bing Qi in a courtyard in the market town. What he didn't expect was that Bing Qi was teaching a group of little demons and some children to practice demon language and some so-called "principles".