In a nameless wilderness…

Heart-Enquiring Demon Fang Heling leaned against a thorny bramble, silently wiping his dagger, ignoring the wounds on his body.

Li Shou sat cross-legged on the grass, wincing, bandaging one hand with the other.

Not far from him, Zheng Fei lay on his back, his flesh a bloody mess, gasping for air.

After lying for a while, he turned his head and saw Yanzi and Liang Jiu sitting side-by-side on a small hill, holding hands. He couldn’t help but spit a mouthful of bloody saliva, “Damn, still bringing a pretty boy at a time like this!”

Li Shou bared his teeth, adding jealously, “Being able to run fast is nothing special.”

“Heh,” Yanzi scoffed. “You wouldn’t understand the pleasure of a pretty boy.”

Compared to the others, she was virtually unscathed.

Liang Jiu, his fingers intertwined with Yanzi’s, was also remarkably clean. Having been brought away from the chase by Yanzi, he didn’t even have a scratch, a stroke of good fortune.

Of course, if it weren’t for Yanzi… as an innocent citizen of Yong Country, he wouldn’t have needed to evade pursuers in the first place.

His face was somewhat unpleasant at the moment, but he quickly forced himself to smile. Being mocked and looked down upon was unimportant; keeping Yanzi happy was what mattered. Now that he was unable to convince anyone of his innocence he was stuck with these demons. For the foreseeable future, he would need to mingle among this group of demonic cultivators.

Unable to cause any damage to Yanzi with words, Zheng Fei turned his head away in fury and cursed at the sky, “That damned Yao Qi! I’ll chop him into pieces sooner or later!”

“Cut his flesh!” Li Shou chimed in.

“Don’t you think he deserves a beating?” Zheng Fei grumbled. “That damned dog is so eager to show off, he’s running faster than a hound. Xue Mingyi is in Nanxiang Prefecture, bordering Shunan Prefecture, and he hasn’t even come over, but this guy in Hechang Prefecture arrived first!”

“He deserves a beating!” Li Shou unequivocally agreed.

He not only agreed himself but also called on others to agree, glaring at Liang Jiu, “My third brother is right, isn’t he?”

“Ah, yes, yes,” Liang Jiu hurriedly said.

Yanzi squeezed his hand to reassure him.

“That good-for-nothing! Why isn’t he talking?” Li Shou glared at Fang Heling in front of the bramble.

Fang Heling raised his head, his blood-red eyes sweeping over them.

“Agreed.” he said.

“Li Laosi!” Yanzi called out.

“Sigh, no fun,” Li Shou shook his head. “It’s as if I’m bullying him. When Yao Qi was indiscriminately biting people, I even saved his life.”

“No respect for elders!” Zheng Fei suddenly said. “What ‘Laosi, Laosi’, he’s your fourth brother, you know?”

“Oh, right, right,” Li Shou also realized, glaring at Yanzi unhappily, “Why don’t you respect me?”

“Don’t call Xiao He like that in the future!” Yanzi said.

“Why should I?” Zheng Fei abruptly widened his eyes.

“Exactly!” Li Shou followed.

Yanzi said annoyedly, “Xiao He is with me, this time he’s purely helping you two. We haven’t gotten a single benefit, why don’t you know how to appreciate it?”

“What does that have to do with whether he’s useless or not?” Zheng Fei asked, puzzled.

“Yeah, what does it have to do with it?” Li Shou also asked.

Yanzi stomped her foot in anger, “You’re two real bastards!”

Fang Heling himself, who was being commented on, never expressed any attitude from beginning to end, and lowered his head again to wipe his dagger.

Liang Jiu didn’t say a word, he knew he didn’t have the right to interrupt. Yanzi said she liked him, but Zheng Fei called him a pretty boy, and Yanzi herself agreed. But when Li Shou called that blood-eyed man useless, Yanzi immediately stopped him.

Among these four demonic cultivators, that blood-eyed one should be the lowest in status. But even so, in Yanzi’s heart, he weighed much more than Liang Jiu.

Whether it was love or affection, Yanzi could say it casually, but he needed to know that he was not that “favored”.

He was just silently listening to the arguments of these demonic cultivators, trying to figure out their personalities and find ways to get along with them. This way, perhaps he could live a little longer.

Speak less, do more, be more attentive.

But in the next moment, the arguing demonic cultivators suddenly stopped.

Liang Jiu felt Yanzi let go of his hand, and he also saw Zheng Fei, who was lying on the ground, stand up straight, and Li Shou, who had wrapped his left hand into a dumpling, also jumped up, on high alert. Fang Heling stood up straight and stopped wiping his dagger.

He didn’t know what was happening, but he instinctively looked to the west.

He didn’t know what was in the west. But it was as if a voice was telling him – look over here.

So he looked over.

Within his field of vision, a middle-aged man in scholar’s robes walked slowly, his movements relaxed, strangely fast, the grass parted like flowing water, unwilling to hinder his progress.

He had three strands of long beard, a thin face, and a pair of eyes that were particularly bright, as if they could see clearly into people’s hearts.

When this person’s gaze turned over, Liang Jiu quickly lowered his head.

The person who could make Zheng Fei, Li Shou, and Yanzi stand up to greet him must be either the first or second most powerful demonic cultivator.

Zheng Fei and the others were already so powerful and so terrifying, how terrifying would this person be?

But he looked very normal. He thought inexplicably.

“Fortune Teller!” Zheng Fei shouted loudly, “Quick, tell me where my toy ran off to!”

“Don’t be anxious, don’t be anxious,” the man called ‘Fortune Teller’ seemed to have a very good temper, his voice also very calm, as he walked and asked, “How is the Blood of Balance?”

“Got it!” Zheng Fei grinned.

“Two of them!” Li Shou followed with a smile.

The long-bearded man then also smiled, “Did you ingest them?”

“Ate them!” Zheng Fei said.

“Not tasty.” Li Shou said.

“How do you feel?” The long-bearded man stopped walking, looking at Zheng Fei, “Is your Evil Retribution still working well?”

Liang Jiu noticed that when this man only asked Zheng Fei, Li Shou remained silent, which was rare.

Zheng Fei grinned, “The Yao surname has suffered!”

“What about your Shared Doom?” The long-bearded man then asked Li Shou.

Li Shou then replied, “It seems to have changed a bit, but I can’t say too much in detail. I’m also confused myself.”

“It doesn’t matter,” the long-bearded man laughed upon hearing this, his voice carrying encouragement, “The good things left over from the Near Ancient Era originally need time to integrate. When the Blood of Balance truly balances the two of you, you’ll be amazing!”

“Can we be as amazing as the Old Man?” Zheng Fei asked excitedly.

“How much is still lacking?” Li Shou pressed.

The long-bearded man couldn’t laugh anymore, and sighed helplessly, “I need to know what level the Old Man has reached now.”

“Calculate him!” Zheng Fei said.

“Divinate him.” Li Shou also egged him on.

The long-bearded man stroked his long beard, with a gentle smile on his face, just looking at Zheng Fei, “Are you asking me to divine?”

“Laosi.” Zheng Fei turned to look at Li Shou, “I’ve lost too much blood, I’m a bit dizzy now.”

“Then Third Brother, you should rest first, your health is important,” Li Shou said caringly.

Zheng Fei seriously said to him, “Don’t forget to remind the Fortune Teller to calculate where our toy went.”

It was as if he couldn’t see the existence of the long-bearded man anymore.

“Okay, I won’t forget,” Li Shou cooperated tacitly.

Zheng Fei then really lay down, closed his eyes, and started snoring loudly.

The long-bearded man didn’t mind, only looked at Fang Heling, “Can your body still hold on?”

“Yes.” Fang Heling said briefly.

The long-bearded man then looked back at Li Shou, “You said… what toy?”

“A young man, this tall, this wide…” Li Laosi gestured a few times, his bandaged hand not very convenient, and he spoke vaguely. “He snatched away a Fengchi two-meridian disciple from our hands. We can’t catch up.”

The long-bearded man listened casually for a while, and only when he heard the end did he touch his long beard and become interested.

He turned his head to look at Yanzi, “Even with Unveiling Face you can’t catch up?”

“I don’t know,” Yanzi said. “I didn’t chase.”

The long-bearded man nodded, not asking the reason.

“That’s good,” he lightly rolled up his sleeves. “I’ll cast a divination.”

“Don’t!” Yanzi stopped him. “Not here.”

“Why not?” It was Li Shou who asked.

Yanzi glared at him fiercely, “Without a blood sacrifice, how can the Diviner calculate?”

Was his name really Diviner? Or was that his identity… However, what was a blood sacrifice?

As Liang Jiu was thinking, he suddenly met the gaze of the long-bearded man.

The long-bearded man named Diviner was looking at Liang Jiu very ordinarily.

Like looking at a passerby brushing past him on the street, casual, ordinary.

“Isn’t there one here?” he said.

Liang Jiu only felt his hands and feet turn ice-cold!