Chapter 348: Western Region Demon Clan
In the early morning light, Young Master Sang opened his eyes.
Beside him, Little Ying was sleeping soundly, curled up in his arms. Young Master Sang couldn’t help but tuck her hair behind her cute little ear.
Hua Jianglian was snuggled up against his chest, sleeping like a koala, suckling on one of her own fingers with great delight.
Seeing the drool soaking his chest, Young Master Sang couldn’t help but chuckle helplessly.
After getting up for a wash and changing into a clean outfit, Young Master Sang ventured into the courtyard, just in time to see Master Yu Xia cooking breakfast.
“You’re up early, Master.” Master Yu Xia greeted respectfully, “What would you like for breakfast?”
“Aunt Yu, I have something to ask you,” Young Master Sang replied, shifting the conversation.
“You mentioned before that Si Jingzhu was a chance you found in a secret realm, right?”
Master Yu Xia was momentarily taken aback, seeming not to expect Young Master Sang to suddenly ask about this. She nodded, “Yes.”
“It’s a secret realm in the Western Region desert, rumored to be the cave of an ancient ascended immortal. However, after so many years, there’s not much opportunity left inside.”
“The Original Immortal was discovered by me purely by luck in the depths of the cave. At the time I found it, it had just reached maturation, so it had never been noticed before.”
Young Master Sang fell silent for a moment and gently asked, “Were you the only one who discovered the immortal herb back then?”
Master Yu Xia thought back carefully, “At first, I was the only one to find it… But later, when I wanted to take it, the herb’s aroma attracted quite a few other cultivators.”
“Luckily, most of them weren’t as strong as I was, and I managed to take it away.”
At this point, Master Yu Xia suddenly remembered something and said, “Ah, right, there was a strange presence in there, not like an ordinary cultivator. Although their level was only mid-stage Fusion, they were incredibly troublesome.”
“With a physical body that was incredibly strong, the damage from spells to them was minimal, and their methods were all peculiar. Just them alone entangled me for quite a while.”
“However, they seemed uninterested in a head-on confrontation with me; they merely snatched a strand of the immortal herb and fled in a rush.”
Young Master Sang squinted slightly.
“Couldn’t you discern their origin?”
Master Yu Xia shook her head, “Perhaps my experience is lacking… I’ve never seen methods like that among the famous sects and families in the world.”
“What about the possibility…”
Young Master Sang suddenly said, “That the methods used by that person are not those of the Human Clan?”
“…But rather the innate divine abilities of the Demon Clan?”
Master Yu Xia paused for a moment, and after a while, her beautiful eyes lit up.
“That’s right… No wonder it felt so different from the methods I know; that clearly wasn’t the way a human cultivator casts spells. How did I not think it might be the Demon Clan?”
But as soon as she finished speaking, Master Yu Xia’s gaze lowered slightly, and she sighed, “However, I’ve rarely traveled far in my life, and the Demon Clan has almost never set foot inland. On reflection, I’ve never even seen what a real Demon Clan member looks like.”
“Feeling a bit lost… is only natural.”
After hearing all this, Young Master Sang fell into slightly deep thought.
His mind harked back to a few days ago, near the East Sea—
…
“You’re saying.”
By the East Sea, Young Master Sang and Xu Yourong sat on the shore, gazing at the endless waters.
“Did the Third Prince actually die?”
“This is something I saw with my own eyes,” Xu Yourong scratched his head, “That poison from the wine was extremely potent; it had him in pieces the moment he drank it, no chance of recovery.”
“I can’t imagine any elixir that could bring back someone who’s practically stepped into the gates of hell.”
At this caliber of medicine, if there was one, Young Master Sang only knew of one.
“Then who exactly saved the Third Prince in the end? And why did you decide to help him?”
Xu Yourong seemed a bit hesitant and after deliberating for a long time finally said, “I’ll tell you, but don’t go causing trouble over there on a whim, okay?”
“Even though I can’t take you on, those folks over there aren’t easy to provoke. Only that old coot Li Shanyan would dare to wander over there without a care.”
Saying this only made Young Master Sang more suspicious.
“Who exactly is it?”
“…It’s the Demon Clan from the Western Region,” Xu Yourong whispered.
Young Master Sang was taken aback.
“How much do you know about the Demon Clan?”
“Uh, basically nothing at all.”
“No worries; in fact, most cultivators out there know little to nothing,” Xu Yourong elaborated, “After all, since the First Holy Emperor, the Demon Clan hasn’t been involved with the Human Clan. They haven’t set foot inland in years.”
“I only encountered some lost Demon Clan members in the southwestern mountains once and that’s about it. Most others might never see one in their lifetime.”
Young Master Sang mused, “I’ve only heard that the Dragon Lord, ruler of the Myriad Thunder Abyss, leads the Demon Clan and for centuries they’ve resided west of the Unruly Mountains; I have no idea beyond that.”
“Is this Dragon Lord also someone best not to provoke?”
“Demon Clans are different from humans,” Xu Yourong shook his head, “Human cultivation relies on resources and enlightenment, while Demon Clan members just need bloodlines to cultivate.”
“Though reproduction is hard for them, they have a lifespan much longer than humans, and powerful Demon Clan members are born at the Fusion stage.”
“And the Dragon Lord, being the most ancient and bloodline-pure being among the Demons, who knows how old they truly are? But certainly older than any living human.”
Older than any living human… does that mean he’s even older than Li Shanyan?
“Such an old monster, who would dare to easily provoke them?” Xu Yourong waved his hand, “Moreover, the Demon Clan is exceptionally exclusionary and protective of their kind. Over the years, anyone unfortunate enough to wander into their territory would likely get their registration canceled.”
“And why was the Third Prince saved by the Demon Clan, and even supported them to return to the Holy Kingdom… that’s something even I don’t know.”
Young Master Sang furrowed his brows.
“What benefit did the Demon Clan get for supporting the Third Prince?”
“Ten Thousand Year Blood Demon Dan!” Mentioning this, Xu Yourong’s eyes shone brightly: “I’ve read about this in the Holy Kingdom scriptures. It’s an incredibly rare treasure!”
“The Blood Demon Clan, even among the Demons, is an extremely rare race. They not only have few numbers but are also bountiful with treasures. Especially their Demon Dan, with pure cultivation energy that can be absorbed by anyone without side effects, enabling one to rise dramatically.”
“And the Ten Thousand Year Blood Demon Dan is my hope to reach the late stage of great transcendence!”
…
“…Master?”
Young Master Sang was pulled back to reality by Master Yu Xia’s voice and smiled, “Nothing. Forget what I just said.”
“I’d like some congee in the morning. Please cook a pot of century egg and lean meat congee.”
Master Yu Xia nodded and went to prepare.
Young Master Sang also fell silent for a moment, then chuckled and shook his head.
…Little Ying was right.
He really is a reckless fool. After finally returning from his travels, he couldn’t sit still and started fretting over the Demon Clan again.
Honestly, whatever happens between the Third Prince and the Demon Clan has nothing to do with him.
He might as well enjoy his rare holiday properly.
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