Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Noticing that Yunping had suddenly fallen silent, Gu Xingzhuo looked up and asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Hmm... I'm watching women fight right now."

"……what?"

"Ruoxue has the upper hand now, wow... Ruoxue is now on top of Yuchan and starting to pinch her thighs."

Gu Xingzhuo: "..."

"Yu Chan tried to fight back, and started frantically groping Ruoxue's breasts! She seems to have a deep-seated resentment..."

"Ruoxue wasn't going to be outdone, and she started biting back. Wow! Ruoxue's amazing, that neck-biting technique, tsk tsk tsk..."

"Yu Chan kept rubbing her breasts, she just kept rubbing... How can she be so obsessed with her breasts?"

"It seems Ruoxue is better at understanding Yuchan's sensitive spots. Her beastly approach is quite impressive. Yuchan seems to be almost done for, like she's about to lose it?"

Gu Xingzhuo: "..."

"Cough cough..."

Gu Xingzhu coughed twice; Yunping's live broadcast of the battle was a bit too intense for him to handle.

The old rogue chuckled, ignoring the lesbian battle between his two female disciples, and turned to Gu Xingzhuo, saying, "That's all I can tell you. The rest is up to you to decide."

After Yunping finished speaking, he turned around and left behind a sentence.

"Remember this, even the dead need rest."

……

The old rogue is gone.

He came suddenly, and he left suddenly.

As Gu Xingzhuo watched Yun Ping's departing figure, the last words he left behind echoed in his mind.

Even the dead need rest.

"Take a break..."

He closed his eyes and silently memorized those words.

But as soon as I close my eyes, the image of someone I've been thinking about day and night involuntarily appears in my mind.

Wang Xiaomo's figure.

Are you alive or dead?

He shook his head and didn't continue thinking about it, because it would be futile to think about it any further.

Everything—

The results will be revealed in two days.

Gu Xingzhuo took out a crumpled piece of paper covered with ink writing from his storage ring. Looking at the delicate characters on it, he raised his head and gazed up at the serene, azure full moon.

"Mo'er... wait for me."

26. Demon Dynasty Cemetery

The vast, desolate cemetery is located dozens of kilometers away from Shatterwood City.

The surroundings were deathly silent, devoid of grass, trees, or livestock; as far as the eye could see, there was a gray, flat landscape bordering the cruel moonlight.

But unlike the graveyards of the past, the tombstones that should have been piled up neatly and uniformly inscribed with the names of the dead were now being violently pulled out. Those tombstones, which had been soaked in death for countless years, were now being used to build walls—as the external defenses of the Demon Dynasty's military camp.

Moreover, the dead are seen as precious treasures by demonic cultivators. If the body of the deceased is not severely damaged and the soul is still intact, they will refine it into a corpse puppet and infuse it with demonic energy.

If the soul is destroyed or the body is excessively decayed, it will be refined into black pus to nourish the demonic energy within.

Not only that, they also poured a large amount of essence blood into the hollowed-out graves in the cemetery, and then used coffins to create an array to supply the demonic cultivators inside for cultivation.

As for their main camp, it was built directly beneath the cemetery—countless tombs, the most perfect and suitable dwelling place for the demonic cultivators of the demonic dynasty.

At the end of the cemetery, there are five mountain peaks that resemble five fingers, barren and devoid of vegetation, exuding a chilling aura.

Right in front of those five dead peaks, in the center of the graveyard, there is an entrance.

The entrance to a tomb is covered with restrictive formations.

"man?"

The bottom of the tomb.

Inside the cave.

A slightly trembling and fearful voice came from beneath the mask emblazoned with black bats.

"The man in white, with black hair and black eyes, had no spiritual energy or demonic aura on his body, and seemed to have no aura of the Great Dao... He was a man I had never seen before."

"But what he used was the sacred Dharma of Buddhism."

The speaker was a young man sitting upright in front of the masked man, his upper body bare, immersed in a pool of blood billowing with thick smoke.

The young man also had neat short black hair, sea-blue eyes, and looked to be only in his twenties. His whole body was covered in lean muscles, and at this moment, the thousands of pores on his skin were rapidly absorbing the essence blood in the blood pool. A slightly puzzled look appeared on his handsome face.

In just a few seconds, the blood in the pool was completely drained. He slowly walked out of the pool, which was full of skulls of the dead, with a few drops of blood still flowing from his chest.

The young man snorted coldly, raised his right hand slightly, and his storage ring flashed, donning a black Taoist robe. At the same time, the remaining essence blood was completely absorbed.

He casually patted his clothes twice, raised his head, and looked at the masked man with eyes full of contempt: "Only Buddhists can turn 20,000 demonic cultivators into ashes and vanish into thin air."

"You didn't notice, you just misjudged."

"I couldn't possibly be wrong about it."

He still remembers how the man who called himself a god commanded the heavens and how he destroyed his army with a wave of his hand.

That is something that cannot be judged by common sense.

"He had no Buddhist nature, no spiritual energy, and did not summon any Buddhist artifacts. Even the final Buddhist and Taoist holy method was just a wave of his hand."

"We must be wary of this person."

"beware?"

The black-haired youth sat down and crossed his legs with interest: "If there really is such a mysterious person, then I must be careful. But I'm afraid that Jade Demon Lord has misjudged him and fallen into his trap."

How could the Jade Demon Lord not understand the young man's sarcasm? He immediately lowered his voice and said, "You surnamed Qu... we are both acting under orders, and we are both one of the sixteen Demon Lords of the Demon Dynasty. Don't go too far."

"Heh, I didn't go too far. I just think that Jade Demon Lord's description was too exaggerated and might not be true."

The black-haired youth grinned and said, "I think that should be a Buddhist saint invited by the Lantian Empire from the Buddhist sect, who used unknown methods to cover up your investigation."

"Instead of what you, Jade Demon Lord, guessed, a half-immortal of Buddhism or Taoism with the ability to cover the sky."

The Jade Demon Lord took a deep breath and stared intently at the young man: "What if that's true?"

"Then I am not afraid."

The young man seemed very confident: "Even if a Buddhist or Taoist immortal came, they wouldn't dare to touch me."

Jade Demon Lord did not refute this statement.

Because that is indeed the case.

Everyone in the three heavenly realms knows that among the sixteen demon lords, only the young man in front of the Jade Demon Lord was personally trained by the Demon Emperor. In terms of status, he is not only one of the sixteen demon lords, but also the master of the Demon Dynasty and the disciple of the Demon Emperor, one of the two current True Immortals!

Even if he were a Buddhist abbot or some mysterious powerful being, they probably wouldn't dare to touch a hair on his head!

Because his master is the Demon Emperor, a true immortal!

It was precisely because this young man acted with impunity, relying on the terrifyingly powerful backer behind him, that Jade Demon Lord had absolutely no goodwill towards him.

He gently adjusted his mask, then let out a long sigh and asked in a low voice:

"So what do you want to do now?"

The young man glanced coldly at the Jade Demon Lord, his eyes full of displeasure and contempt: "Because of someone, the 20,000 carefully prepared surprise attack demon cultivators have been wiped out. If we proceed according to the original plan, we will definitely not be able to take Broken Wood City."

Jade Demon Lord was about to retort, but the words stuck in his throat.

Seeing the masked man, also a demon lord, looking so aggrieved, the young man seemed to find it extremely amusing, sneered, and then said, "However, Broken Wood City isn't much of a problem—"

The divine sense quickly surged out of the tomb and then issued a command to someone who had been waiting for a long time.

In a short while, a figure arrived before the two with heavy steps.

His dark hair fell down his temples, and his pale face showed no emotion.

Dressed in the robes of a demonic cultivator from the Demon Dynasty, Wang Xiaomo knelt on one knee expressionlessly, humbly lowering his head and bowing to the two people before him in submission.

The young man looked at the demon general before him with satisfaction, and then said:

"Jade Demon Lord, tomorrow night, please join her in leading a large army to attack Broken Wood City."

"A large army?"

If it weren't for the mask, Wang Xiaomo would definitely have seen the astonished expression on Yu Mojun's face.

In fact, even she was a little confused about the situation.

Just recently, the 20,000-strong demon army he led had vanished into gold paper, and it had taken a long time to gather them.

Currently, there are fewer than five thousand demonic cultivators in the graveyard, and their cultivation levels are not high. Even if we include the newly acquired Guardian Army corpse puppets, they may not be able to conquer Broken Wood City.

not to mention……

"Our informant in Broken Wood City has sent word that they have begun constructing the teleportation array. We cannot give them too much time. Tomorrow night will be the perfect opportunity to launch the attack."

"That being said, our forces are simply insufficient."

"insufficient?"

The young man smiled and shook his head.

"If you really want to count, I currently have an army of 100,000 men under my command."

100,000!

Jade Demon Lord seemed to understand something and exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be..."

The young man lowered his head, looked at the silent Wang Xiaomo, and narrowed his eyes: "This is what my master told me - Broken Wood City must fall, and the Lantian Empire... the Demon Dynasty must be conquered."

"After tomorrow night, before the sun rises..."