Staring at the young master, who had grown up in the Wu family's greenhouse, wrinkled his brows as if he were eating charcoal. He walked up to him and gave him a punch on the back of his head, criticizing,

"Flowers growing in a greenhouse, from now on, you must learn to eat tasteless meat and unpalatable vegetables. This is the wild taste of practitioners!"

Watching Yuanhui hungrily devour a leg of lamb and then roast another, Wuxian reminded him as he roasted,

"We are roasting lamb legs here to fill our stomachs and also..."

Before Wuxian could finish, the distant forest echoed with the bleating of sheep.

"Ga-ga-ga...!"

Thousands of birds and beasts scattered like a riot of colors radiating across the distant jungle.

"They're here... the hundred demonic spirits, the deer of a hundred grasses!"

Wuxian proudly watched the blood-red light to the west, revealing his wrist from his robe.

"Hmm? That's not right!"

Wuxian rubbed his chin with his watery blue eyes, pondering.

"Shouldn't it be to the north? Why is it coming from the central region of the Hundred Grass Valley... wait? Could it be... the descendant of the Blood Sheep Clan, the Blood Sheep God!"

With this thought, Wuxian slightly pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

"No, it's impossible. No one should have provoked that recluse. Even if I level all the mountain ranges, she shouldn't come looking for trouble with me."

But just as he shook his sleeve and turned his gaze back to the north, where his apprentice was earnestly gnawing on a leg of lamb,

"Zzz..."

A translucent pink light in the west rose into the sky, giving rise to a group of light clusters imbued with destructive spiritual power, making the air in the entire mountain range seem to be burning. The sudden stimulus shocked Wuxian, leaving him dizzy in place for a moment.

Unaware, Yuanhui continued to eat and drink without a care. When he saw his master suddenly abandoning his food, he became very angry.

"Hey, master, shouldn't you cultivate on a full stomach..."

Hastily pulling Yuanhui along as they ran, Wuxian spoke with a voice full of urgency.

"Cultivate my foot! How could the lord of the Blood Sheep Clan suddenly appear in these mountain ranges?"

The master and apprentice continued to flee northward, with the looming figure of the Blood Sheep God not targeting them, but with a huge body burning with hellfire full of anger.

Yuanhui and the master hid in a cave, carefully observing the movements of the Blood Sheep God.

"The Blood Sheep God is a divine beast of these mountains, usually living hidden in the Hundred Demons Valley. Its appearance here must mean something..."

As the master and apprentice whispered to each other, a figure emerged from the Hundred Demons Valley to the west. This person appeared to be a middle-aged man with a tangled beard, dressed in a luxurious blue robe.

"Isn't this the current head of the Four Pavilions, Chen Tiance?"

Wuxian muttered to himself while staring at the figure floating in midair.

"Chen Tiance, ah, I've heard of him, he's one of the Four Pavilions, and he..."

Without waiting for Yuanhui to finish, Wuxian interrupted him.

"Is that kid the head of the Chen family?"

Yuanhui was surprised that his master would refer to the illustrious Chen Tiance as just a 'kid'?

After a moment of silence, Wuxian patted his own forehead and chuckled.

"Look at my memory, those were things from over two thousand years ago."

The master and apprentice turned their attention back to the impending battle in the sky.

"Human, you may come and go in the Hundred Demons Valley as you please," the Blood Sheep God saw Chen Tiance showing no signs of giving up and continued to question, "but why disturb my peace here?"

Chen Tiance raised the giant cannon in his hand without responding.

"Boom!"

The destructive firepower swept towards the Blood Sheep God.

"Is that your answer? Fine, then you shall not leave this valley unscathed today!"

The Blood Sheep God transformed into a bewitching and alluring beauty, and her reduced size allowed her to dodge the barrage of cannonballs like a meteor shower.

"Artificer, do you think you can capture me with your so-called scrap metal technology? Foolish!"

A powerful soul force erupted from the Blood Sheep God's body, causing Chen Tiance, who was used to brute force, to frown in discomfort.

At that moment, Yuanhui, hidden in the shadows, also felt the excruciating pain of having his soul torn apart.

"Ah..."

Seeing his apprentice in great distress, Wuxian instantly created a mental barrier to alleviate his suffering, taking out secret mantras to invoke the protection of the Dragon Clan.

"Dragon Emperor's True Form - Power of the World, Six Paths of Reincarnation!"

As Wuxian chanted, an invisible space enveloped the two of them, and the agonizing pain in Yuanhui's heart vanished completely.

The Blood Sheep God disliked brutal fights, relying on the power of the soul to initiate a Soul Song, using the advantage of soul power to sharply contrast with Chen Tiance's straightforward and blunt tactics.

The Blood Sheep God rapidly twirled her index fingers on each hand and activated the preliminary soul technique - Death Sonata!

"Humming..."

The piercing melody resounded through the sky, causing Chen Tiance to feel a sweet sensation in his throat, followed by a spray of blood as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and trembled with both hands.

"Artificer's Reserve, Activate!"

A huge purple array summoned a massive warship from the Artificer's Reserve!

The Artificer's Reserve was a portable account where artificers stored assembled weapons. The higher the level of the warrior, the size and quantity of weapons stored would also change accordingly.

The gigantic warship, towering thousands of feet high, blocked out the sun with its massive body. The Blood Sheep God looked disdainfully at Chen Tiance's warship, mocking,

"Oh, just with this bulky thing..."

Once again, the Blood Sheep God intensified her performance, "It's merely a toy!"

As the Blood Sheep God's contemptuous voice fell, the warship began to disintegrate from head to toe. Chen Tiance did not even have a chance to order the warship to attack before its attack systems collapsed, causing the warship to disappear completely in just over a minute!

Mocking Chen Tiance with a triumphant gaze, the Blood Sheep God forced him to retreat, wanting to leave.

"Oh dear, do you think I'm the one to be bullied here? Coming here to bully me comes with a price!"

The Blood Sheep God played the concluding piece once again - the Mad Bard!

Chen Tiance, who had only escaped less than a hundred meters, exploded from the inside out - Chen Tiance died?!

Wide-eyed and unbelieving, Yuanhui witnessed the scene before him. Just moments ago?

"Tsk, let him escape alive."

"Heh, it seems that Chen Tiance won't dare show his face for some time."

Wuxian chuckled and turned to look at the bewildered Yuanhui, waving his hand in front of his eyes.

"Apprentice, what's wrong?"

Yuanhui, only just coming to his senses, spoke with a trembling voice.

"What do you mean, dead? He was as strong as an invincible peak practitioner... dead?!"

Sighing, Wuxian gave the bewildered Yuanhui a slap, saying contemptuously,

"My foolish apprentice, Chen Tiance's cultivation runs deep. It's not so easy for him to die. Reconstructing his body is a privilege of the invincible. Those injuries are nothing more than minor scratches for an ordinary person. In a week, he'll be as lively as ever!"

"But..."

"I know, the explosion just now only destroyed one of his avatars... of course, it did cause him some harm."

At this point, Yuanhui's expression underwent a drastic change, his focus shifting towards the previously disappointed power.

"Ah, this spendthrift child."

While sighing, his concern for Yuanhui's growth meant he no longer worried. After all, the former was still just a child.

Wuxian fell silent for a moment, lost in thought.

There was an unspeakable past between him and the Blood Sheep God...

"In fact, I once betrayed all of them. At that time, I was very confused because I was always pursuing a stronger... a kingly power!"

After the Great Demon War, the power of the Great Demon dissipated into the world and onto the bodies of demons and beasts, causing some beings to become demonized after death, wreaking havoc.

"Yes, I know how terrifying the power of demons can be. I just never expected that even a remnant aura of the Great Demon could leave an indelible mark on my body."

The Twelve Divine Lords had always lived in harmony, but Wuxian's body was plagued by the influence of demons.

Indeed, the Great Demon did not come from another time or space, or from some ancient underground power; it was actually a giant Evil Entity that had concentrated all the world's desires into one body!

"My mission is not yet complete, because of this, I almost killed all my companions and nearly became the second Great Demon."

"Master?"

"...Ah, it's nothing. It just reminded me of some unhappy things, back then I had almost reached a point of no return."

"Diverging from the topic, we should deal with the Blood Sheep God in front of us now!"

Yanked back to reality by Yuanhui, Wuxian sighed sadly.

"It seems that the Blood Sheep God can already rival the Divine Emperor. Apprentice, that is your goal, understand?"

"Huh?"

Yuanhui looked at Wuxian in surprise, but he just turned and continued to advance towards the north of the vast mountain range.

"Let's go, search for the horns of the Hundred Grass Deer. With them, the time for you to become a Daoist may be reduced from two months to a week, or even less."

"Really?"

Yuanhui stared at Wuxian with puppy-like eyes, but Wuxian deliberately played down his expectations.

"Hehe, don't worry about it, just hurry up!"

Wuxian urged his naive apprentice, contemplating whether it was time for this kid to face some hardship.

...

Under the dark night sky, the people near the Yuzhuang had all returned home, as it was rumored that evil spirits roamed in the night. Thus, the locals were accustomed to returning home at dusk and closing their doors tightly.

It was the same as usual, but today was a bit different...

"Through the side paths, rather than wandering alone in the world, it's better to accept purification calmly!"

With these words, a man in a gray robe and straw hat tossed a golden bowl in his hand into the dry well in the center of the small village, chanting incantations.

"...Evil spirits, all be extinguished by me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black air enveloping the air around him was swept away by the golden bowl in the well, and the man nodded satisfactorily.

"It seems that things are indeed as Senior Brother said, there are many evil spirits lurking here at night. Is there really a blood clan behind the Demon, as Senior Brother said, manipulating them?"

These blood clans were different from the usual demonic beasts; they were a kind of evil spirit with high intelligence.

However, there were still many things that puzzled him. After all, how did those bastards of the blood clan manage to control these undead creatures, which not even hell could subdue?