Starting as a stray dog, I embarked on a journey of cultivation.

"Sure! Of course!"

Pig Old Nine was so excited by what he heard that he almost dropped the roasted meat in his hand.

Liu Dayong, standing to the side, looked worried: "It's manageable if we escape and protect ourselves, but if we take too many demons with us, aren't we afraid the Demon King will be angry and prevent us from leaving?"

Upon hearing this, Gou An burst into laughter: "The Demon King left before us, so how can you say he's taking his anger out on us? Staying here will only lead to our deaths in this bitterly cold snowy region."

During the month or so that Gou An had been in the cave at Daxuefeng, he had already noticed something amiss.

The vast majority of supplies here are not produced locally in the snowy region; they are all delivered from outside on schedule.

Looking back now, it must have been the Wanling Sect that delivered the supplies.

With Xueyin gone, the Wanling Sect's supplies were cut off.

This frigid and barren snow-covered region simply cannot support so many humans and demons.

When hunger and cold strike, no one can predict what crazy things they might do.

After having eaten and drunk their fill, Gou An, along with Zhu Lao Jiu and Liu Dayong, left the cave and boarded a flying boat to head to another nearby demon lair.

Upon arriving at their destination, Gou An took out the Palm Heaven Map and allowed everyone to step inside and experience it for themselves. As expected, no one refused.

Things went exceptionally smoothly.

Gou An searched and gathered information from various caves, and in a short time, he had assembled five or six hundred demons, including dozens of human cultivators.

Planting spiritual plants is not something that demonic beasts are good at. If no one is trained to teach them the skills, the matter of a medicinal field is simply out of the question.

There are still many suffering laborers in the snowy region, but Gou An has not continued to gather them.

Although the world within the Palm Heaven Map is vast, it remains undeveloped. If too many living beings were to flood in all at once, it would easily breed chaos.

He plans to gradually expand its scale once the internal situation is stable.

The world depicted in the picture is abundant with resources, and people can become self-sufficient once they enter.

Gou An's only worry was whether Liu Dayong and Zhu Laojiu could keep these hundreds of people in check.

Since their cultivation levels weren't top-tier, they couldn't forcefully subdue everyone based solely on their cultivation. Gou An specially gifted them several bottles of Qi-Nourishing Pills.

Although elixirs cannot cause a sudden increase in cultivation level, they can gradually hone one's foundation and subtly improve one's strength.

What Gou An didn't expect was that after the five or six hundred laborers entered the Palm Heaven Map, they immediately began land reclamation work under the leadership of Liu Dayong and Zhu Laojiu.

These demon cultivators, who had long lived in the icy and snowy lands, were all invigorated and worked with extra gusto upon entering the warm and bountiful little world.

In just three days, a large area of ​​medicinal herb fields was cultivated on the plain.

Liu Dayong did indeed have some administrative talent, managing the demons and human cultivators in a well-organized manner.

He divided everyone into three teams.

He ordered Pig No. 9 to lead one team to cut down trees and build houses, and another team to dig ditches and lay out irrigation water systems in advance.

Then, an older cultivator led a team into the mountains and forests to search for spiritual plant seedlings in preparation for sowing.

There's no need to worry about food; the Heavenly Map is teeming with birds and beasts, and a single trip outside will yield plenty of prey.

Even those who don't like meat can find wild vegetables and fruits all over the mountains and fields, with all kinds of supplies available.

Food rations, once a rare treat in the snowy region, are now readily available. The laborers feel as if they are dreaming, having never lived such a comfortable life.

Gou An stood outside the map, gazing at the thriving scene inside the Palm Heaven Map, feeling quite satisfied.

Everything is just getting started. As long as things develop steadily like this, the Heavenly Map will not only be a treasure trove of spiritual plants for him, but also a base for recruiting soldiers that can be moved at any time.

With everything settled, Gou An alone propelled the flying boat, bidding farewell to the snowy land.

The flying boat broke through the clouds, soaring into the sky at a height of ten thousand feet, and sped towards the Monster Mountain Range.

He didn't particularly like the Demon Beast Mountain Range or the City of Ten Thousand Demons; it was just that there weren't many suitable places for demon cultivators to settle down in this world.

This is the only place I know well.

As for his battle with the Lord of the Crimson Moon Pavilion, Lord Crimson Flame Mountain, Gou An was not worried.

There were no bystanders in that fight, and no one knew the inside story.

And even if someone suspects it, they would never suspect the unremarkable person himself.

How could a mere little dog demon like myself severely injure the powerful Crimson Flame Mountain Lord?

After flying out of the snowy region, Gou An lowered the altitude of the flying boat, which allowed him to see the mountains and terrain below and determine the direction to return.

If they flew at full speed, they could return to the Monster Mountain Range in less than three hours, but Gou An did not fly that fast.

Instead, they wanted to take the opportunity to enjoy the scenery along the way and do some sightseeing.

Now that he has transformed into a demon, his transformation technique is much more perfect than before. As long as he completely conceals his demonic aura and adds some disguise, as long as he doesn't deliberately cause trouble, no one will know that he is a demon.

After all, one's soul is still human, so naturally one still yearns for a human life.

So Gou An simply disembarked from the flying boat, went to a small town, bought a donkey, and leisurely rode around on it.

He would put on an ordinary Taoist robe, pretend to be a wandering monk, and travel around as if it were a vacation.

Although the journey was slow, the process was very interesting.

Having lived in the Monster Mountain Range for a long time, experiencing the everyday life and culture of ordinary villages and towns along the way, I felt a little dazed at the tranquility I had been living there.

Gou An was particularly envious when he saw other families enjoying a lively and joyful reunion.

Unfortunately, I'm a dog in this life, so if I want to have children, I can only marry a dog, and the offspring will also be dogs.

Gou An wiped away his tears, feeling utterly helpless.

If you want to change things now, there is only one way: to attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven.

Only by cultivating oneself to become an immortal can one undergo a complete transformation.

On this day, Gou An passed through a small town inhabited by ordinary people.

The town is small, but very lively.

This is a transportation hub where travelers and caravans from all directions would rest and transit.

Gou An, leading a donkey and wearing a hood, strolled leisurely through the streets, concealing all his demonic aura.

I'll buy anything that's delicious or fun to play with and try; it's really interesting.

The ordinary people on the street paid no special attention to Gou An. His presence was minimal, and no one cared about him. Gou An enjoyed this feeling.

Although the City of Ten Thousand Demons was built quite well, it was mostly inhabited by demons.

Although these monsters are trying their best to learn human lifestyles, imitation is still imitation, and no matter how similar they are, there are still differences.

In addition, the spiritual energy in the area that Gou An passed through was relatively thin, and no sects were located nearby. The people living there were mostly ordinary mortals, and their lives were relatively simple and pure.

Gou An sat at a roadside tavern, sipping wine and eating snacks, listening to the chatter of the people around him, and couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

If only I had been reborn into a mortal world instead of a world of cultivation.

Just as Gou An was getting a little tipsy, the conversation between two people at the next table suddenly caught his attention.

"Have you heard? A person who can bring the dead back to life has come to town."

"You must be kidding, right? People can't come back to life after they've died!"

"I'm not lying to you! Master Zhang's wife suddenly fell seriously ill and died a couple of days ago. They were almost ready to bury her, but then she came back to life..."