Demon Lord, Yin Yang Profound Netherworld True Technique

"The sect leader is elusive, I have no idea where she is, and I'm waiting for her too."

Zhou Xue answered calmly, still gazing into the distance.

Below the cliff lay a desolate wasteland, stretching as far as the eye could see. At the edge of the world, bright lights flashed intermittently. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that two cultivators were fighting, and the lights were generated by their magical artifacts.

Cao Ran followed her gaze and clicked his tongue in amazement, saying, "After witnessing Fang Wang's strength, these geniuses seem nothing special. You're really not lying to me, he's only been in the Taiyuan Sect for three years?"

Zhou Xue chuckled softly, "If you have doubts, then believe what you believe."

Cao Ran snorted coldly and said, "All you do is pretend to be profound and unfathomable. How boring. I'm leaving."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Zhou Xue turned to look at him and said, "Before you leave, don't forget our important business."

Cao Ran waved his hand, then transformed into a wisp of black smoke and swiftly flew towards the horizon.

Zhou Xue turned back and continued to watch the game.

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The six months in the Great Sage's Cave Heaven were agonizing for most cultivators, with each day feeling like an eternity. However, for some powerful cultivators, they felt that the time was too short, as they had not yet completed their journey through the Great Sage's Cave Heaven.

Since Cao Ran left, no cultivators have bothered Fang Wang anymore. Occasionally, when a demon beast passes by, Xiao Zi can handle it without him having to lift a finger.

Xiao Zi's demonic aura is getting stronger every day. Now Fang Wang feels that it is no weaker than Xu Lang. This is only judging from its demonic aura. Having stayed in the Great Sage Cave for so many years, it must have inherited some unique skills.

"It's finally over."

Fang Wang stood up and stretched. He had broken through to the second level of the Spirit Core Realm two days ago, so he hadn't cultivated for the past few days. He was playing by the lake with Xiao Zi, waiting for the spirit of the Great Sage Cave Heaven to send them out.

Little Purple lay on his chest, clinging to his clothes. Ever since it learned that the artifact spirit would send the cultivators away, it had stayed by Fang Wang's side these past few days, always nestled in his arms, afraid that if it wasn't careful, Fang Wang would be sent away while it remained in the Great Sage Cave Heaven.

"Young master, how much longer?" Xiao Zi asked anxiously, her voice soft and pitiful.

Fang Wang rubbed its snake head and chuckled softly, "I don't know either. Don't worry, it'll get out."

Xiao Zi has been cursed with a soul-binding spell by him, and now belongs to him. The spirit of the artifact should be able to tell this.

During this time, Xiao Zi helped him collect many rare and precious materials, filling both of his storage bags. Since it worked so hard, he naturally had to appease it.

"Once we get out of here, I'll lift the spell and set you free. Now you can think about where you want to go," Fang Wang said, stretching his waist as he spoke.

After returning to Taiyuan Sect, he planned to go into seclusion and cultivate to the ninth level of the Spirit Pill Realm. At that time, relying on his unique skills, there should be few people in the Great Qi cultivation world who could kill him.

"Where to...?"

Xiao Zi murmured to herself in Fang Wang's arms, a look of confusion appearing in her snake eyes.

In the past, it only thought about escaping and rarely thought about this problem. Especially after meeting Fang Wang, it was preoccupied with how to please Fang Wang and had no time to think about anything else.

Yes.

Where should it go?

It has lived in the Great Sage Cave for over three hundred years, and it has no family outside.

Not only is it all alone, but everything is unknown. Where should it go from here?

Fang Wang sensed its low spirits and realized he hadn't comforted it properly, so he suggested, "If you don't know where to go, why don't you stay with me for a while? If you want to leave, just tell me anytime. Once you leave the Great Sage Cave, you can't help me much, so I have no reason to keep you trapped. If you want me to hide a secret, I'll just kill you."

He kept his tone as calm as possible to avoid frightening Xiao Zi.

Xiao Zi thought it made sense. Several months ago, Fang Wang had stopped searching for the inheritance. If he really wanted to kill it,

We could have acted much earlier.

After thinking it over, Xiao Zi said coquettishly, "Then I'll follow you for now, young master. I hope you'll take pity on me."

"Who are you talking to?"

Fang Wang remained silent and patted the snake's head.

"A hundred years ago, a man and a woman accidentally entered the Great Sage Cave. After they found they couldn't get out, the female cultivator spoke to the male cultivator like this. From then on, the male cultivator always doted on her, and even sacrificed himself to let the female cultivator escape when they encountered evil spirits," Xiao Zi said, blinking her eyes.

Fang Wang said irritably, "I won't sacrifice myself to save you. If we're in danger, I'll throw you out to buy me some time."

"Young master, you jest. How could you possibly be in danger? Who would dare provoke you? They'd be courting death!"

Fang Wang felt relieved to hear these words, because they were spoken very earnestly, as if they came from the bottom of his heart.

The two, one human and one demon, chatted idly to pass the time.

At noon, a bright light descended from the sky, startling Fang Wang so much that he looked up. He had no time to dodge and was immediately enveloped, his vision blurred.

"Young Master!"

Fang Wang heard Xiao Zi's exclamation and his heart sank. Had Xiao Zi been left behind?

Unfortunately, he is now unable to move and cannot do anything.

A few breaths later, Fang Wang felt his feet touch the ground and regain control of his body. He subconsciously touched his chest.

"Young master?"

Xiao Zi's voice rang out again, timid, as if she were afraid it was all a dream.

"Yes, we're out."

Fang Wang responded with a reply, then stepped forward.

Five steps later, his vision returned, and what came into view were the vice-leaders and elders of the nine major sects.

When Zhao Chuangan saw him, he visibly breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his usually serious face.

"Come on, what are you standing there for?"

Zhou Xue came up from behind and bumped Fang Wang with her shoulder.

Fang Wang immediately followed her. As for Xiao Zi, it huddled in his arms, afraid to see anyone. He could even feel it trembling.

The disciples of each sect went to their respective sects and quickly divided into nine camps.

Only seven disciples of the Taiyuan Sect returned alive: Fang Wang, Zhou Xue, Gu Li, Lu Yuanjun, Xu Lang, Ye Xiang, and Yan Feiyue.

Other sects all suffered casualties, but Taiyuan Sect fared relatively well. Fang Wang noticed that only three disciples from Qingchan Valley returned, and the atmosphere there was extremely oppressive.

Deputy Sect Leader Chen Anshi looked at Xu Lang. Xu Lang, who had lost an arm, was a completely different person from when he first entered. Although he was in a sorry state, his eyes were even more fierce than before.

"Only two people died, which is not bad," Chen Anshi said. These words were cruel, but Fang Wang and the others were not simple people, so they were not angry.

The other elders of Taiyuan Sect comforted them.

At this time.

Xu Qiuming and Xu Tianjiao from the Xuanhong Sword Sect walked over, causing the Taiyuan Sect members to turn their heads to look.

"Fang Wang, thank you for saving my sister. I owe you a favor. If you ever need my help in the future, just write to me anytime as long as it doesn't harm the interests of the Xuanhong Sword Sect."

Xu Qiuming said seriously. He looked like a young man, but when he didn't smile, he exuded an aura of authority that was extremely oppressive.

Fang Wang nodded slightly, exchanged a few polite words with Xu Qiuming, and Xu Tianjiao also expressed her gratitude.

Xu Qiuming didn't linger and left with Xu Tianjiao.

After they left, Chen Anshi didn't ask any questions. He simply waved his sleeve, and the wooden boat that had carried them to the Great Sage Cave Heaven appeared in mid-air. The disciples immediately followed Chen Anshi and jumped onto the wooden boat.

When the nine major sects first arrived, they exchanged pleasantries with each other. However, after the Great Sage Cave Heaven ended, they rarely communicated with each other. When the Taiyuan Sect was about to leave, the other sects did the same, as if a great calamity was about to befall them.

The wooden boat flew swiftly through the air. Fang Wang stood by the boat and looked out. The other eight sects were leaving in different directions, all at great speeds.

"On the way back, everyone must remain vigilant and not be careless."

Chen Anshi's voice rang out, which explained why the nine major sects left so quickly.

They said they came in without any hatred, but that was just an open agreement.

With only three disciples left, how could Qingchan Valley possibly swallow this insult?

"Junior Brother Fang, how was the harvest?"

Lu Yuanjun came to Fang Wang's side and asked with a smile. His smile was so warm and sunny that it was easy to make people feel good and let their guard down.

Fang Wang replied with a smile, "It's alright."

Lu Yuanjun said in a low voice, "To be honest, junior brother, I have obtained the Yin Yang Xuanming True Skill, one of the three great true skills of the Jihao Sect. If you want to learn it, you can come to me anytime after you return to the sect."

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang quickly replied, "How could I possibly accept this? That was obtained by my senior brother at the risk of his life; I cannot enjoy it."

"Junior Brother Fang, your talent is so remarkable. Sharing my secret techniques with you is actually a way for the sect to nurture you. When I become the sect leader, you will be the deputy sect leader. There's no need to be so polite," Lu Yuanjun said with a smile.

Although the two spoke very softly, there were cultivators on the ship, so how could they not hear them?

The elders didn't look at them, but the disciples couldn't help but cast their gazes at them.