A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Ji Zuodao glanced at Ji Zhengdao:

"Oh, by the way, you should be careful not to always order Uncle Zhang around."

Upon hearing this, Ji Zhengdao patted his chest with an air of righteous indignation:

"Brother, what are you saying? How could I possibly order Uncle Zhang around? I usually treat him to the best food and drink, and I practically burn incense for him every day. It's just that Uncle Zhang is too idle and insists on finding some manual labor to stretch his muscles. I couldn't stop him."

The "Uncle Zhang" that Ji Zhengdao mentioned is actually Zhang Yucheng's inner demon.

After the bizarre incident in Jinghai was over, Zhang Yucheng, whether out of laziness or other plans, simply dumped his inner demon into the domain, dusted himself off, and left as if throwing away trash—how carefree!

Ji Zhengdao didn't take it seriously at first.

At that time, he had only been in charge of this field for a short time, and he was full of vigor and confidence. He felt that he held the power of the rules and was incredibly powerful, and that no one could do anything to him.

It's just a mere inner demon at the Divine Power Realm. On its own turf, it's as if he wouldn't dare go west if he was told to go east, and wouldn't dare touch a dog if he was told to steal a chicken.

Therefore, Ji Zhengdao showed no mercy to Zhang Yucheng's inner demons.

He was ordered around to do this and that, just like a maidservant; it was so easy for him to do it.

When I have nothing else to do, I use it as a blood bank to feed the swarm of blood-winged black mosquitoes.

You know what, the blood energy of the inner demon in the Divine Power Realm is incredibly nourishing. Those mosquitoes were all fed until they were plump and strong, their wings were shiny and oily, and when they flew, they buzzed like small bombers, which was quite a sight to behold.

Zhang Yucheng's inner demons didn't resist either. He obediently acted as a blood bag, bleeding when told to and doing work when told to, as docile as a little lamb, without any temper.

Ji Zhengdao thought at the time that Zhang Yucheng's inner demons were nothing special, cowardly and nothing to be proud of.

Later, after the incident at Jinshan Temple was over, Ji Zuodao came over to drink with him.

As they drank, Ji Zuodao suddenly asked, "By the way, do you know what level of cultivation Director Zhang actually possesses?"

Ji Zhengdao paused, his chopsticks still holding the peanuts. "Isn't it the Divine Power Realm?"

Ji Zuodao laughed at that moment.

"Divine Power Realm? Don't listen to his nonsense. That's just Uncle Zhang fishing there, catching all the powerful families in Jinghai. His cultivation is at least at the Divine Treasure Realm, and he might have already overcome the Three Calamities and be preparing to overcome the Five Tribulations. He might even have one foot in the Freedom Realm."

The peanuts in Ji Zhengdao's hand fell onto the table with a "thud".

He stared blankly at Ji Zuodao, his mind completely blank, as if his computer had crashed.

Three calamities? Five difficulties? One foot in freedom?

That's someone who stands at the very top of the entire Qi cultivation pyramid in the Han Dynasty!

In the entire Han Dynasty, how many people can cultivate to the Five Difficulties Realm?

How many people can actually reach the threshold of the state of freedom?

Those are extremely rare, you can count them on one hand.

Ji Zhengdao broke out in a cold sweat.

It wasn't dripping, it was gushing out, like a tap had been turned on. The back of my clothes was completely soaked, you could wring water out of them.

Because he had thought of a very serious problem.

The strength of an inner demon is linked to the strength of the physical body.

If Zhang Yucheng is at the Divine Power Realm, then his inner demon is also at the Divine Power Realm. Within his own domain, under the suppression of the rules, it cannot cause any trouble.

But what if Zhang Yucheng were a powerful expert at the Three Calamities and Five Tribulations realm or even the Freedom realm...?

His inner demons...

Ji Zhengdao dared not think any further.

Although he has his own bizarre domain with powerful rules, it can't withstand the weakness of his physical body!

No matter how impressive a field is, it still needs a solid foundation to support it.

If he were killed, the domain would naturally disintegrate, and the rules within it would cease to exist.

What does this resemble?

It's like you have an impregnable fortress, with walls so high that even birds can't fly over it, a moat wide enough for an aircraft carrier to sail through, and all sorts of defensive facilities as complete as a military base.

But your fortress is built on a block of tofu.

The enemy doesn't need to bother attacking the city walls; they can just demolish the foundation. No matter how strong the fortress is, it will collapse.

Ji Zhengdao felt increasingly frightened as he thought about it, and a chill ran down his spine.

He remembered the previous owner of this territory.

That guy was ruthless; he managed to trap Zhang Yucheng in this area for over two years. If it weren't for him and Ji Zuodao leading a swarm of mosquitoes in a "mosquito sea tactic" to force that guy out, he probably could have trapped Zhang Yucheng for several more years.

How was that guy able to trap Zhang Yucheng for so long?

It all comes down to one word—survival.

He hides in the deepest part of the field, never showing his face, never making a fuss, so low-key that he seems to exist, and you can't even touch his shadow.

Zhang Yucheng spent more than two years wandering in the domain, and with the added harassment of his inner demons, he still couldn't find where his true body was.

This is the right way to survive!

But what about yourself?

He swaggered around in front of Zhang Yucheng's inner demons every day, pointing fingers and telling him what to do.

Damn it, what's the difference between this and a little white rabbit wandering around in front of a tiger for no reason?

Do you want to die?

Ji Zhengdao couldn't sit still any longer. He wished he could rush back immediately, kneel down and kowtow three times to Zhang Yucheng's inner demon, begging the old man to forgive his petty mistake.

But then he thought about it again and realized something was wrong.

If Zhang Yucheng's inner demons were really that powerful, why would he willingly act as a blood bag for him?

He was bled and fed mosquitoes every day, but he never complained and was as obedient as a grandson.

That doesn't make sense.

Could it be that... Zhang Yucheng's inner demon is a masochist? He enjoys being bled to death?

Ji Zhengdao felt that this was unlikely, and he might as well believe that he was Qin Shi Huang.

He decided to observe carefully.

For several days, Ji Zhengdao continued to do what he was supposed to do, order people around, and bleed people out as usual.

But secretly, he began to secretly observe Zhang Yucheng's inner demons' every move.

This observation lasted for more than half a month, and my eyes were almost blinded by it.

Finally, he discovered the clue.

There were actually two of Zhang Yucheng's inner demons in the realm. One of them was lying in a corner, with its legs crossed, a blade of grass in its mouth, squinting in the sun, looking completely relaxed and carefree.

Another one is obediently having their blood drawn.

Holy crap, so what the hell is that thing having its blood drawn?

Ji Zhengdao secretly observed for a long time using his privileges and almost cursed. The inner demon that he was drawing blood from every day was just a fake made of starlight!

The one who was always slacking off in the corner was Zhang Yucheng's inner demon.

So all this time I've been drawing blood from a clump of starlight? And those blood-winged black mosquitoes drink starlight every day.

What's the difference between this and starving? How do those mosquitoes get so fat and strong if they're just drinking the northwest wind?

When Ji Zhengdao discovered the truth, he was terrified. Damn it, he had been keeping such a dangerous thing in his own home.

But who is Ji Zhengdao?

He is Ji Zuodao's inner demon.

Having spent so many years in Ji Zuodao's spiritual platform, aside from anything else, his skills in sweet talk and flattery are maxed out, at the highest level, and can't be any higher.

Without saying a word, he immediately exchanged his salary for good cigarettes and alcohol, and went to find Zhang Yucheng's inner demons.

That attitude was incredibly sincere.

That smile was absolutely radiant.

They showed absolutely no embarrassment or awkwardness, as if the incident of using someone as a blood bag had never happened.

I learned all of this from Ji Zuodao.

Ji Zuodao licked Zhang Yucheng's inner demons in the same way he had licked them before.

It was so skillful, so natural, so fluid, as if it had been rehearsed.

"Uncle Zhang! Oh, Uncle Zhang! You're sunbathing here, aren't you? That's wonderful, the sun is so warm, it's good for your health! Come, come, I brought you some good tea, would you like to try some?"

"Uncle Zhang, this is a Da Hong Pao tea that I had someone bring back from Wuyi Mountain. It's authentic, would you like to try it?"

"Uncle Zhang, look at these cigarettes. They're a special supply, you can't buy them on the market. I had a hard time getting two cartons. Why don't you keep them and enjoy them slowly?"

Zhang Yucheng's inner demons didn't hold back either.

He accepted cigarettes, drank alcohol, and enjoyed tea as usual, without missing a single thing, and accepted them with a clear conscience.

After finishing, he patted Ji Zhengdao on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, if you're gone, I'll have to return to my original form, back to his spiritual core. You have no idea, that guy likes to beat me up to relieve stress when he's bored. Damn it, what other inner demon is used as a stress reliever like me? A little beating every three days, a big beating every five days, do you know how hard it is for me?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Zhengdao finally felt relieved, as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.

Well, it turns out it's a mutually beneficial relationship.

As long as he lives, Zhang Yucheng's inner demons can roam freely outside, basking in the sun whenever they want, humming tunes whenever they want, with no one to care or ask questions.

If he dies, Zhang Yucheng's inner demon will return to its original form and continue to be Zhang Yucheng's stress reliever, giving him a beating every few days. Just thinking about that life is miserable.

Therefore, Zhang Yucheng's inner demons will not only not harm him, but will also protect him at crucial moments.

Ji Zhengdao was so beautiful, so beautiful that snot bubbles came out of his nose.

Sometimes even Ji Zuodao envied his luck.

You know, this kid, who was born from a demon, not only inexplicably inherited a strange domain, but also got a demon of a powerful figure with three calamities and five tribulations as his "portable old man".

This luck is unbelievable! Where can I even complain?

If some fool were to trespass into Ji Zhengdao's territory one day, intending to cause trouble...

Hehe, that's going to be interesting.

Then you'll find that you're not just facing a bunch of inner demons, but also a hidden, top-tier master basking in the sun in the corner, squinting at you.

The scene is so exciting and thrilling to imagine.