Chapter 298

Chapter 298: Demonic Child

Although the old gnome was incredibly ugly, he radiated a heavy extreme pressure. The Poison Heart Young Master, who was close to the Fire Tribulation Immortal level, was like little dust in front of him!

In fact, he was the father of the Ghost Realm Sect, the Thunder Tribulation Immortal, the Demonic Child!

Born with defects, the Demonic Child suffered ridicule and humiliation in his childhood, which twisted his nature and made him cruel.

After gaining fame, he became known for his ruthlessness; even the demonic sect cultivators feared him.

However, his ferocity also brought great trouble. During Tribulations, he faced a Heavenly Tribulation more powerful than the usual Thunder Tribulation. Although he barely passed, it damaged his essence, shortening his lifespan to less than half of a normal Thunder Tribulation Immortal, and most importantly, made it difficult for him to improve his cultivation. After suffering for over a thousand years, he was still only at the mid-stage of Thunder Tribulation.

Compared to other talents, he was undoubtedly far behind. For example, Mo Qianxun, who was only half his age, had already reached the Semi-Immortal level, making any comparison pointless.

Yet, this disparity drove the Demonic Child to become even more frantic. After achieving Thunder Tribulation, he rampaged through the world, exterminating countless small sects and scattered family clans.

In addition to venting his inner frustration, his biggest goal was to find a way to heal his injuries and extend his lifespan.

Indeed, many years ago, after casually destroying a small demonic sect he disliked, the Demonic Child found a fragment of an ancient magic scripture in that sect’s treasure vault. It recorded a sinister technique that could repair one’s deficiencies by absorbing the original yin of talented virgin cultivators.

The Demonic Child was overjoyed at that time because it was the lifesaving remedy he had been desperately seeking!

Over the next few years, the Demonic Child searched for talented young female cultivators, ruining hundreds of them, only to discover that the results, while present, were extremely minimal.

He concluded that the reason was the vast difference in cultivation levels.

The talented young women he could target were all below the Golden Pool level and had not reached the distance of a thousand miles; they were just some cultivators whose Qi Sea and Golden Pool were about a hundred miles.

Such cultivators could be considered small talents, but they were still far from true genius.

However, true talents were not only rare but also cherished by various sects, making them difficult to acquire.

Especially those talented individuals who surpassed a thousand miles in the Golden Pool were almost entirely collected by super sects, each having powerful masters watching over them, and they were cautious in their actions. It was not easy for the Demonic Child to succeed.

Moreover, even if some talented cultivators traveled outside, the Demonic Child could forcibly seize them, but he also did not dare to act rashly.

Any talented person walking outside was a treasure for large sects, and they could often be the direct disciples of Semi-Immortals. If the Demonic Child harmed someone’s disciple, even he, as the Thunder Tribulation Immortal of the Ghost Realm Sect, would face serious consequences, unless he hid in the sect forever.

But that was clearly impossible.

In such circumstances, the Demonic Child had few targets to choose from, mostly falling into two categories.

One was female cultivators at the Wind Tribulation Immortal level; among them, some were less talented, with only a few hundred miles in the Golden Pool, yet they had high cultivation levels and abundant original yin, which would definitely be useful.

The second would be true talents within his sect, like Mi Qing, who didn’t have extremely powerful backgrounds. Although killing her would raise eyebrows, it wouldn’t be considered too severe.

However, Wind Tribulation Immortals were high-ranking figures in any sect; killing them without cause was definitely not acceptable, even for a Thunder Tribulation Immortal.

Furthermore, demonic sect cultivators valued acting on their desires; at the Wind Tribulation level, they were usually hundreds of years old, making it rare to find suitable virgins.

Faced with this, the Demonic Child reluctantly set his sights on Mi Qing.

She was merely at the Purple Palace level, easily found in the sect and not considered high-ranking.

Additionally, her background only consisted of a Wind Tribulation-level father. Even if the Poison Heart Young Master advanced to Fire Tribulation, the Demonic Child did not fear him.

It was under such circumstances that he boldly demanded the Poison Heart Young Master to offer Mi Qing to him.

The Poison Heart Young Master was dumbfounded; cherishing his daughter, he quickly sought help from other Thunder Tribulation Immortals in the sect, but alas, he was met with rejection.

In truth, this was quite normal. After all, the Demonic Child was seeking a way to save his life. If it were merely for pleasure to kill a genius, he would certainly be stopped; but for survival, it was different.

Exchanging the life of an undeveloped Purple Palace cultivator for a Thunder Tribulation Immortal’s life was certainly a good deal.

Moreover, this was the last straw for the Demonic Child. Anyone who tried to stop him would be seen as trying to kill him. Given the Demonic Child’s temperament, who knew what crazy things he might do? Not even the Thunder Tribulation Immortal would want to stop him at this critical moment.

When Poison Heart Young Master saw that the sect elders were indifferent, he lost hope, thinking that his daughter was now truly doomed. Unexpectedly, Fang Lie emerged like a sudden storm, emanating a powerful aura that seemed to challenge the whole world!

Thus, Poison Heart Young Master quickly decided to send his daughter to be a personal maid, following someone with a bright future and a good character, which was certainly better than being killed!

After sending Mi Qing away, Poison Heart Young Master lied to the Demonic Child, saying that Mi Qing had defected.

He thought this would cover his tracks and at least shift the trouble onto the Mo Sect.

In his mind, the Thunder Tribulation Immortal was very busy and would certainly not personally inquire about such a small matter, maybe just dispatching a disciple to handle it, and that would be the end of it.

However, he did not expect that the Demonic Child would come personally, filled with fury and demand answers.

When the stubborn old man arrived, he said nothing and simply made Poison Heart Young Master kneel before him, which he did for almost an entire day.

Naturally, Poison Heart Young Master did not dare to move and felt crushed under the Demonic Child’s fierce aura, as if a massive mountain was on his back. After so long, he was exhausted and felt like a dying dog; even the powerful Immortal’s body could hardly endure, beginning to wobble dangerously.

At that moment, the Demonic Child coldly laughed, "Brat, who gave you the audacity? How dare you send out something valued by the Founder? Speak!"

"I dare not!" Poison Heart Young Master quickly begged for mercy, "O Founder, I genuinely wish to send my daughter to serve you; this is a blessing she earned over several lifetimes! But she did not appreciate it. She seemed happy to agree but then defected when I wasn’t paying attention!"

"Hmph~" The Demonic Child snorted coldly and said, "Do you know where she is now?"

"I know~" Poison Heart Young Master replied helplessly.

"Damned scoundrel!" The Demonic Child was instantly enraged, raising his hand and slapping Poison Heart Young Master, sending him flying more than ten meters away, and then he cursed furiously, "Since you know where that wretched girl is, why haven’t you brought her back? Are you deliberately letting her go?"

Half of Poison Heart Young Master’s face was almost shattered, and as he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of broken teeth. Yet, he didn’t even dare to wipe the blood and quickly knelt down again, pleading, "O Founder, it’s not that I don’t want to capture that wretched girl, I simply can’t! Her strength is greater than mine; if she doesn’t kill me, I would be lucky. How could I dare to trouble her?"

"Nonsense!" The Demonic Child narrowed his eyes and glared angrily, "Do you think I don’t know? Your Bliss Island is dominant here; who would dare to shelter that wretched girl?"

"Fang Lie, that Mo Sect Fang Lie dares!" Poison Heart Young Master hurriedly replied, "That guy sheltered Mi Qing and even took her as a personal maid!"

"Mo Sect Fang Lie?" The Demonic Child frowned, "That name sounds familiar. What is his cultivation level?"

"Um, Qi Sea realm, I suppose?" Poison Heart Young Master weakly stated.

"Useless fool!" The Demonic Child’s eyes turned red with anger, and he slapped him again, shouting, "You, the mighty Wind Tribulation Immortal, have thousands of cultivators under you, yet you are scared by a Qi Sea cultivator? Are you playing me?"

Poison Heart Young Master was struck to the point of internal injuries, continuously coughing up blood, but even so, he dared not use his power to resist or heal. He merely struggled to crawl back and kneel, quickly explaining, "O Founder, you do not know; that Fang Lie is a tyrant here. He has eight Wind Tribulation Immortals under him, among whom seven are called the Seven Dragon True Immortals, all of whom are powerful and skilled at formations. Together, they can even contend with the Fire Tribulation Immortal. I am truly no match for them!"

"Is that true?" The Demonic Child said with some doubt.

"I would not dare deceive you, O Founder! If I say anything false, let me die a horrible death!" Poison Heart Young Master quickly swore.

"Then why did you not invoke the Founder’s name?" The Demonic Child coldly laughed, "Could it be that what I desire, he would dare to protect?"

"Well…" Poison Heart Young Master said with a bitter face, "O Founder, you do not know, that Fang Lie is a reckless fool. Not only did he disregard your face, but he also disregarded even Master Tianlong of the Great Thunder Sound Temple!"

"What?" The Demonic Child was suddenly startled, unable to help but ask, "What do you mean by that?"

"Do you not know? There is an ancient temple called Chongming Ancient Temple near my Bliss Island. Legend has it that it is run by the illegitimate son of Master Tianlong, yet Fang Lie actually killed him and seized that territory! The Jie Kong Master from the Great Thunder Sound Temple, a disciple of the White Lotus Master, went to reason with Fang Lie and was also killed!" Poison Heart Young Master cried out in despair, "He doesn’t even regard Master Tianlong and the Great Thunder Sound Temple, so your name won’t help at all!"

"Ah, this Fang Lie is ruthless!" The Demonic Child paused, then said, "I remember now. Recently, a guy traded one of our Netherworld Ghost Fires to our arch-rival, the Tao Sect in West Kunlun, for two Eighth-rank Treasures. Our sect elders were furious and ordered a thorough investigation into how that Sixth-rank Netherworld Ghost Fire got out. It turned out that it was a Mo Sect disciple named Fang Lie who auctioned it off, apparently near your place. Is that true?"

"Yes, yes!" Poison Heart Young Master hurriedly said, "I saw it with my own eyes, and I reported the information myself to the sect."

"Damn bastard~" The Demonic Child was instantly furious, "I will kill him!" With that, he waved his hand and vanished before everyone.