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Spirit Priest calmly looked at Man Pillar, slightly parted his lips, but said nothing. The crowd anxiously watched this unexpected guest, and the atmosphere felt somewhat oppressive.
Man Pillar stared at Spirit Priest with composure, waiting for a response. However, seeing him only move forward without speaking, he subtly signaled to a nearby junior disciple.
The junior disciple understood and hurriedly ran towards Golden Palace.
Upon reaching the entrance of Golden Palace, the disciple emerged from within and cupped his fists towards Spirit Priest, saying, "Senior, our sect's leader is gravely ill and cannot meet guests at this time. Please return!"
This time, Spirit Priest let out a cold laugh and murmured, "The esteemed leader of the Barbarian Sect actually uses such an excuse to brush me off. Is he not afraid of being ridiculed by everyone?" He then waved his sleeve and walked towards Golden Palace.
At that moment, laughter erupted from behind the crowd, and an elder stepped forward—it was Wan Shitong, accompanied by Lingfeng.
Seeing Lingfeng and Wan Shitong return, Man Pillar couldn't help but show a look of fear. He thought to himself, does Lingfeng not fear being killed while holding the Demon Relic?
"What a coincidence! I didn't expect the esteemed Spirit Priest to visit the Barbarian Sect!" Wan Shitong approached.
The crowd gasped in surprise and looked at the person referred to as Spirit Priest. They saw his aura of Demonic Energy, his serious expression instilling a sense of awe.
"Wan Shitong?" Spirit Priest asked in surprise.
"Indeed, it is this old man!" Wan Shitong replied with cupped fists.
"What brings you here?" Spirit Priest asked in confusion, then cast a casual glance at Lingfeng.
Before Wan Shitong could respond, Lingfeng quickly displayed a terrified expression and respectfully cupped his fists, saying, "Could it be that you are the Hall Master of Spirit Sect, Spirit Priest?"
Naturally, Spirit Priest was disinclined to engage in conversation with Lingfeng, remaining silent.
Lingfeng, eager to show respect, knelt on one leg and lowered his head, saying, "I am the junior disciple of Spirit Sect, Five Elements, paying my respects to the Hall Master!”
"You are the one who cultivates both Demon Cultivation and Assassination Technique at the same time?" A glimmer of light flashed in the Spirit Priest's eyes as he asked softly.
Lingfeng nodded slightly and replied, "Indeed, I am the junior."
This left others puzzled; how could this young man be a disciple of the Spirit Sect while simultaneously practicing Demon Cultivation and Assassination Technique? What kind of talent was required for that? Why was he not focusing on his training in the Spirit Sect but instead came to this place?
"What are you doing here?" the Spirit Priest asked again.
Lingfeng stood up and looked at the Spirit Priest, saying, "I heard that the Demon Relic has appeared, so I came to search for it!"
As a low-ranking disciple, Lingfeng naturally did not understand how to interpret omens, and the only possibility was that he was relying on the know-it-all. The Spirit Priest glanced at the know-it-all and questioned, "Why are you meddling in these matters instead of quietly retreating?"
The know-it-all felt some trepidation towards the Spirit Priest and found himself at a loss for words upon hearing the question.
Seeing that the situation was not ideal, Lingfeng hurriedly said, "I threatened him to help me!"
The Spirit Sect was powerful enough that it was not impossible to use its reputation to threaten a high-ranking Demon Cultivator, and the Spirit Priest nodded lightly in acknowledgment.
"Who is in charge here?" Lingfeng posed assertively to everyone.
The Man Pillar understood that Lingfeng intended to help the Spirit Sect resolve its crisis and quickly stepped forward, saying, "It is I!"
Lingfeng turned his back to the Spirit Priest, winked at the Man Pillar, and said in a low voice, "Bring your leader out!"
The Man Pillar hesitated for a moment; although he did not understand what Lingfeng meant, he still deliberately evaded by saying, "The leader is seriously ill and cannot meet anyone!"
"Hmph, can’t even the Spirit Priest meet him?" Lingfeng scoffed coldly.
"Um..." the Man Pillar murmured, then said, "Please wait a moment!" With that, he waved his sleeve and entered the Golden Palace.
Before long, the doors of the Golden Palace opened, and the Man Pillar helped the trembling Man Bu She out.
Man Bu She had just lost the support of the Demon Relic and had most of his Spiritual Energy drained by it. At this moment, he felt empty inside, and his face appeared pale, looking indeed like someone seriously ill.
"I apologize for not welcoming you properly upon your arrival, Spirit Priest!" Man Bu She, lacking the strength to say much more, first offered his apologies upon seeing the Spirit Priest.
Seeing that Man Bu She was indeed unwell, the Spirit Priest hesitated for a moment before coldly snorting and mocking, "Since you are a highly skilled cultivator, how could you easily fall ill?"
Cultivators and Demon Cultivators have always been at odds. Man Bu She bowed to the Spirit Priest out of respect for his cultivation level. Naturally, the Spirit Priest held a discriminatory attitude towards Man Bu She, and his words carried an air of rejection.
Man Bu She did not explain how he fell ill but instead quietly asked, "May I ask what brings you here, Spirit Priest?"
"I don't want to waste time with unnecessary talk; just hand over the Demon Relic!" The Spirit Priest glanced at Man Bu She and then spoke coldly.
"Um..." Man Bu She shivered and looked helplessly at Lingfeng.
"It’s like this," Lingfeng quickly stepped forward and said, "Actually, I already came to see Hall Master before this. However, after searching for a while, we found no trace of the Demon Relic!"
The Spirit Priest hesitated as he looked at Lingfeng and then asked, "Did you search thoroughly?"
Lingfeng nodded and continued, "Although the Demon Relic usually lands in Barbarian Lands, with such a vast area, no one knows exactly where it will fall!"
Seeing that Lingfeng had brought up this point, the Spirit Priest began to believe him somewhat. Man Bu She hurriedly took the opportunity to add, "In fact, the best landing spot for the Demon Relic is indeed Barbarian Sect. However, it depends on the fortune of each generation's sect leader." He then shook his head in self-deprecation and sighed, "Unfortunately, I do not have that fortune; I have not received any favor from above. The Demon Relic did not land in my generation!"
The Spirit Priest scrutinized Man Bu She closely. Seeing him on the verge of tears and knowing that this person had a poor reputation made it unsurprising that he had not received favor from above. He gently sighed and said, "Now that the whereabouts of the Demon Relic are unknown, it seems our plans will take some time to come to fruition!"
The plan of the Spirit Priest is naturally the awakening plan of the Demon Lord Reincarnation. However, apart from Lingfeng and the know-it-all, everyone else is completely in the dark. Yet, due to the Spirit Priest's cultivation level, they do not dare to ask further.
"Additionally, you have been out for quite some time. If there is nothing urgent, you should return early and not delay your cultivation because of playing around!" The Spirit Priest seems to intend to leave and turns back to Lingfeng.
Lingfeng quickly cupped his fists and said, "I will heed Hall Master's advice!"
The Spirit Priest nodded slightly and cast a glance at the know-it-all before heading towards the entrance of the Barbarian Sect.
Although the Spirit Priest moved quickly, this short distance felt long for Man Bu She. Without the support of Man Pillar, Man Bu She would have likely collapsed on the ground by now. At this moment, his legs were trembling uncontrollably, and sweat poured down his forehead as if he had been caught in the rain.
Before long, the Spirit Priest had disappeared at the entrance of the Barbarian Sect, and Man Bu She let out a heavy breath before collapsing onto the ground.
"Master?" Man Pillar hurriedly helped Man Bu She up and wiped away his sweat.
In truth, Man Bu She was feeling guilty and was startled by the sudden visit of the Spirit Priest, causing him to lose consciousness. His eyes were rolled back, revealing only the whites, indicating he had suffered quite a bit.
"Brother Man, quickly help him inside!" Lingfeng urged.
Man Pillar nodded and then assisted Man Bu She into the Golden Palace.
"Big brother, let's go too!" Lingfeng said as he looked at the know-it-all.
The know-it-all sighed and complained, "I never expected that this Spirit Priest would actually know you. However, in the future, you’d better not involve me in such dangerous matters!"
Lingfeng suppressed his laughter and repeatedly agreed.
In fact, it wasn't just Man Bu She; even the know-it-all was drenched in cold sweat. The Spirit Priest is an incredibly meticulous person; if there had been even a slight oversight in their performance, it could have led to life-threatening danger.
Fortunately, Man Bu She was still somewhat clear-headed. Suppressing his inner fear, he took the opportunity to tell a lie; otherwise, the Spirit Priest might not have believed Lingfeng's words.
The two of them walked out of the Barbarian Sect, both letting out a sigh of relief. At least now the Demon Relic was in hand, and next, Lingfeng would just wait quietly.
However, Lingfeng did not plan to return to the Spirit Sect but intended to go back to the Demon Suppression Sect.
Lingfeng shared his plans with Wan Shitong, who pondered for a moment and said, "You can go if you want; I'm going back to my Niujia Village. From now on, let's not meet again!"
Wan Shitong pouted as if he were sulking with Lingfeng. Lingfeng was somewhat confused; everything had been fine just a moment ago, so why was he suddenly angry? Did he have some grudge against the Demon Suppression Sect?
Lingfeng thought through everything he could come up with but still wasn't sure of the specific reason. He tentatively asked, "Big Brother, why don't you want to go to the Demon Subduing Continent?"
"I'm not going because I'm not going; what reason is there?" Wan Shitong turned away from Lingfeng, acting like a child who couldn't get candy and could only sulk alone.
Lingfeng couldn't help but chuckle but didn't dare to provoke Wan Shitong. After all, Wan Shitong had helped him quite a bit, and with him around, Lingfeng would have fewer troubles. He smiled and said, "Big Brother, what exactly is the reason? We can think of a solution together!"
Unexpectedly, Lingfeng's words did not bring Wan Shitong any light but made him even angrier. He slapped his thigh hard, looking very much like someone who had suffered in silence. "Little brother, some things can't be resolved! For example, we are both Demon Cultivators; it's already good enough that we can come to the Barbarian Sect. Do you expect us to go to the Demon Subduing Continent waving the banner of Demon Cultivators? Aren't you afraid those cultivators will kill us?"
For many years, the Mandala Demon Continent and the other eight major continents of the Cultivation Realm had maintained a tense relationship. Although some Demon Cultivators yearned for the life of immortals, they were still not recognized by most cultivators. Any Demon Cultivator with low cultivation who stepped out of the Mandala Demon Continent would either be killed or placed under house arrest.
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