Building a sect from scratch.

"Hahahaha!"

King Jin Ding laughed heartily and said, "It seems you little demon really don't know your own limitations!"

As he spoke, he held up the small golden cauldron in his hand, his eyes flashing with a fierce light and filled with murderous intent.

Just as he was about to do something, several figures suddenly fell from the sky, and in an instant, the one who was surrounded was no longer the soup dumpling, but King Jin Ding himself.

What's even more infuriating is that the human cultivators who surrounded him were all carrying the exact same magical artifact as the little demon!

When did magical treasures of the Xuan rank and above become so commonplace?!
King Jin Ding was terrified but dared not move. He was confident he could dodge one such magic weapon, but he had no chance of winning against five!
More importantly, those human cultivators did not immediately use their magic weapons, which means that the other party may have something in mind!
And I might very well survive because of this!
However, what puzzled him even more was why this little demon was mixed up with human cultivators!

King Jin Ding was puzzled and immediately asked, "As a demon, why do you mingle with those humans and even kill your own people?!"

"Who says you're one of us!"

Guantangbao ripped off the ear on his head, rolled his eyes contemptuously, and said, "What goes around comes around. The villain dies from talking too much, you know that?"

Upon seeing this, King Jinding suddenly realized that an hour ago, Xuan Yang Zhenren had been questioning everyone and demanding that all the demon cultivators hand over all the humans they had kidnapped from outside. Even his human flesh shop had been ransacked several times. He had thought that someone had kidnapped people they shouldn't have and caused trouble, but he never expected that it was the human cultivators who had suddenly started the trouble!

No wonder so many human cultivators flew down from the sky just now!
No wonder those human cultivators who were only at the Foundation Establishment or Golden Core stages dared to break into the human sacrifice workshop!

If every human cultivator possessed such a magical treasure, even those at the Foundation Establishment stage would not be to be underestimated!
King Jinding's mind raced with thoughts, but his expression remained impassive. He simply asked in a solemn voice, "My Duguang Kingdom and your human race have always kept to ourselves. Why are you suddenly launching an attack today?"

"Come on, even though your King Guang clearly forbids the establishment of any human sacrifice workshops! You're doing illegal and criminal things yourselves and you still have the nerve to ask questions!"

Having already been given a brief introduction to the background of this limited-time battlefield by their own guild leader Nietzsche, Guan Tangbao rolled her eyes, then waved her hand with great bravado and shouted, "Sisters! Bombard him!"

Jie hesitated for a moment, tilted his head, gestured towards the "cage" in the distance, and asked, "Uh, shouldn't we ask how to open that thing first?"

The soup dumpling yelled, "Who cares! Let's blast him to death first!"

Just as Guantangbao was speaking, King Jinding was not stupid. He immediately summoned a yellow whirlwind and flew into the sky at top speed.

Jie Ran reacted extremely quickly. Upon seeing the Golden Cauldron King flying into the sky, he immediately gave chase and began firing at the opponent with his Thunder Bullet Rifle, which was already loaded with spirit stones.

As a member who has undergone long-term training in the project team, Ziran's accuracy, while not as good as those professionals in the neighboring "I Love Farming" community, is still much better than that of the average player, and his grenades hit the yellow figure that was getting farther and farther away.

When the first two shots hit, King Jinding's figure only swayed in the air, but as his escape speed slowed down and more and more lightning bolts hit, King Jinding finally couldn't hold on and fell straight down from the sky.

Jie Ran hurriedly chased after it, and after searching several times, he finally found a large brown rat crawling around in a relatively open area. The ground was covered with bloodstains, and the small golden cauldron was overturned to one side.

It turns out that the Golden Cauldron King was actually a rat spirit!

"You, you shouldn't have, you shouldn't have chased after me!" King Jin Ding's stomach heaved as if he were panting heavily, his voice filled with hatred, but also with a strange sense of triumph.

"I... I used to serve by the side of the Earth Immortal Shejun. How could I... how could I be so incompetent and only know how to run away?"

As King Jin Ding spoke, a strange, maniacal laugh appeared on his pointed-mouthed, monkey-faced rat-like face.

"Humans, humans are so fragile. As long as they come into contact with anything from me, they can break out in disease and die in droves!"

King Jin Ding continued his incessant rant, yelling at the expressionless, solitary figure, "You too, die! This stuff I released! Even a Nascent Soul stage human cultivator who comes into contact with it won't survive an hour! Hahaha! I may be dying soon, but you won't live either! Hahahaha—"

After only a few laughs, King Jin Ding breathed his last. It was unclear whether he died from exhaustion caused by some method he used, excessive blood loss, or the wounds inflicted by the Thunder Bullet Rifle that were difficult to treat and heal.

As for Jie Ran, she glanced at her status bar, which suddenly displayed a debuff—

[Deadly Plague]: [Not simply the plague, but an incurable curse that causes continuous blood loss until death.]

He was silent for a moment.

This is really difficult to deal with. It can't be dispelled, and there's no specific medicine for it—this is the first time he's ever seen such a buff!

So, Jie Ran typed in the team chat: "The BOSS is dead. I got an undispellable debuff, so I'm going to kill myself and go back to town. You guys take care of the rest!"

As soon as he released the weapon, he immediately rose into the air and then crashed to his death. The whole process was very skillful and also surprised the two demon cultivators who were secretly hiding nearby, whom he had not noticed.

The creature that had not yet taken human form was a small, yellow-feathered bird demon, only the size of a fist.

It hopped from the acromion of the left shoulder blade of a skeleton to the right, and cautiously said, "Chirp! Master, they, they are so scary!"

"Hmph, they were all bad people anyway, it's good that they're all dead!"

The skeleton is the skeleton of a deceased human cultivator. After years of being immersed in resentment and demonic power, it has become a "spirit". Strictly speaking, it is neither a demon nor a human, but can only be barely classified as a "monster".

As a spirit that always played dead and hid, it had no good feelings towards human cultivators or demon cultivators—except for the bird demon it had adopted, which was why it was so disgusted by the scene of human cultivators and demon cultivators fighting.

The skeleton's upper and lower jaws clicked and clattered back and forth, emitting a small wisp of black smoke, accompanied by a strange sound: "Let's take a detour, don't go this way. When they're all fighting each other to the death, we can take the opportunity to find a way out!"

"Can you even get out? Master, didn't you try last time? You even broke your arm!"

"This time it'll definitely work! I think there's a huge hole in the sky!"

...(End of chapter)