I used the return system to raise the entire demon world

The passage from the Demon Realm to the Zhenwu Continent has been guarded by six major sects for nearly a thousand years.

When Su Man and others arrived at the exit of the passage, there were so many people queuing up at the exit.

Su Man looked around curiously. This was the first time she had seen so many sect disciples gathered together in so many years in the Demon Realm.

"Manman, go report your uncle's name." Yan Mengmeng frowned and glanced at the people around her, with obvious impatience on her face.

Su Man's name was called, but she was stopped by Wu Yaofa before she could make a move.

"Master, just wait here, disciple, just go ahead."

As he said this, Wu Yaofa walked towards the front of the team.

A few minutes later, the group was invited into the main entrance by guards.

Su Man originally thought that this place was just a teleportation point, but she didn't expect to find out that it was actually a city after entering the city gate.

The teleportation array is located in the square in the center of the town. Judging from its size, it can teleport up to about a hundred people at a time.

"Hello Saint, each activation of the teleportation array requires 10,000 magic crystals. Do you think you should activate it directly or wait until there are a hundred people?"

The waiter in front of the teleportation array asked politely.

Su Man thought about the people queuing outside. She was about to say wait a moment. She was not short of the magic crystal, but if people were dissatisfied, they would pass it on and people outside would have to queue up. Isn't this a waste of resources?

Yan Mengmeng didn't give her a chance to speak.

"Go early and come back early, don't waste time."

Wu Yaofa quickly paid the magic crystal and remained silent. Along the way, he realized that the master's mother was not easy to deal with and was a bit weird.

But this is the master's family matter, and it is not for them as disciples to participate.

When they arrived at the Zhenwu Continent, Su Man frowned and looked around. The spiritual power here was not abundant, and it was different from what she remembered.

"Saintess, please be careful when you go out. We in the Demon Realm don't have many stations in Zhenwu Continent. Only three of them have been wiped out. Don't let anyone discover your whereabouts when you come back."

The guard looked at Su Man with a complicated expression.

The Saint Su Man of the Heavenly Demon Sect was very impressive to them. The last station that was wiped out was because this Saint was unscrupulous after provoking others, and this was exposed.

I hope that this time Saint Su Man will not cause any trouble again when she comes out of the demon world!

What else could Su Man say besides an awkward smile?

Say that's not her?

After the group left the station, Su Man directly controlled Feng Jia to rush to the beast realm.

Although she didn't know what caused the changes in Zhenwu Continent's aura, this was her base in her previous life, and it was absolutely true to say that she was the living navigator of Zhenwu Continent.

Less than an hour after leaving the demon camp, Su Man suddenly stopped when Fengjia flew over a river.

Everyone also followed the sound of fighting and looked over.

A group of people dressed as servants were surrounding a thin young man by the river.

The boy looked to be in his early twenties, with red lips and white teeth, but his clothes were a little tattered.

"Gu Changge, our young master thinks highly of you and lets you work as a cook in our house. I didn't expect you to dare to steal the young master's things! You are like a human with a beast's heart! You are ungrateful!"

"I think he's just an ignorant white-eyed wolf!"

"The young master himself got the opportunity to enter the palace and become an apprentice of the royal chef, and he wanted to take you with him. How dare you steal the young master's newly developed recipes."

"Hurry up and hand over the recipe, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"

The young man looked angry and unwilling.

"This is my own recipe! It was passed down from my Gu family's ancestors! Your young master just copied my Gu family's recipe, but he said it in a high-sounding way! Do you want me to be grateful? Does he deserve it?"

"A descendant of my noble chef family would covet you, a busboy in a tavern? Who would believe it?"

"It's useless to talk too much, why don't you two have a competition, how about this holy lady to be the referee?"

Su Man put away Feng Jia with interest and interrupted the conversation between the two.

The man dressed as a young master looked warily at the seven people who suddenly appeared.

"Who are you? This is a family matter of my shogunate. I hope you won't meddle in my own business."

"What if I have to take care of it?"

Su Man said as she stepped forward to help the down-and-out boy.

"Do you have the recipe you two just talked about? Can you show it to me?"

The young man showed hesitation, his eyes swept over Su Man and the six people behind her, and finally gritted his teeth and took out a book from his arms that was shabby but carefully wrapped in silk cloth.

"This recipe was passed down from my grandfather to my father, who passed it on to me before he died of illness. Please make the decision for the common people."

The young man said and knelt down directly to Su Man.

Su Man just accepted it lightly and did not speak. Instead, she took the recipe and opened it for a few glances.

Then he gave it back to the boy.

"Can you cook all the dishes above?"

The young man nodded.

Su Man looked at the young master again.

"You can do it too?"

Although the young man felt guilty, he still pretended to be strong:

"It doesn't matter whether I make it or not, this recipe belongs to my shogunate! You guys don't look like locals in their clothes. I advise you not to meddle in your own business! If you offend my shogunate, you will not be able to bear the consequences!"

Su Man covered her mouth and chuckled: "Hey, there is a backstory, why don't you tell me the backstory and make me scared?"

Only then did the young man notice Su Man's appearance, and his eyes were filled with salivation.

"Beautiful...such a beautiful little lady."

"My dear lady, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us. How about you follow me to my house to take a rest and let's have a good chat?"

The young master said that he reached out to pull Su Man.

Unexpectedly, a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his wrist.

"Hey! It hurts! Let go! Do you know how precious my hands are? Let go! It hurts me so much!"

"Bold! Don't let go of my young master yet!"

"What are you doing standing around like that!"

"Come together! If the young master is injured, won't you all die?"

The housekeeper greeted the servants and gathered around Su Man.

Ye Mo glanced at everyone's faces with a gloomy expression, and then his eyes stayed on Su Man.

Seeing that Su Man was not touched, he softened his expression.

But his hand didn't relax.

With a gentle squeeze, the young master screamed like a killing pig.

Ye Mo felt even more irritated when he saw a group of people really dared to surround him.

Before he could make a move, Yan Mengmeng also walked up.

First, he pulled Su Man, who was protected by Ye Mo, to his side, and then scolded:

"Su Man! Did I say that you should be careful about your words and behavior outside? Why are you laughing at a strange man? Do you think you are powerful for causing Ye Mo such trouble?"

Yan Mengmeng waved his hand as he spoke.

How could a group of ordinary people resist the power of Nascent Soul?

In an instant, everyone was reduced to nothing.

Su Man opened her mouth, suddenly not knowing what to say.

She looked at Ye Mo and found that Ye Mo's expression was dull, as if he was used to it?

Then look at his four disciples.

The eldest disciple Huo Kexin obviously didn't care. Wu Yaofa frowned and then quickly relaxed it. Rude was holding the material in his hand and was studying something unknown. The only one who was in the same state of surprise as himself was Nangong Wei Ying.

At this moment, Nangong Wei Ying obviously hadn't recovered from Yan Mengmeng's move to kill ordinary people, and his disapproval overflowed from his eyes.

Su Man looked at the little boy who was cowering on the ground in fear and didn't dare to move. She stretched out her hand to help him up, but the boy shrank in fear, his teeth chattered, and he managed to squeeze out a sentence:

"Immortal... Immortal... Immortal, please spare my life."

Suddenly, a strong wind blew.

What followed was a majestic and angry question:

"How dare you Daoist! How dare you kill innocent people in the realm of my Spiritual Medicine Valley?"