The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Eastern Regions, Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.

Xuanming opened his eyes and was immediately surrounded by a group of baring, fanged, and strangely shaped demonic beasts.

"Boss, this kid is only at the Golden Core stage, yet he can transform into human form, and so perfectly at that. He must have some incredible treasure."

“You’re right. When we demon beasts transform into human form, we need to reach the Nascent Soul stage at the very least. At most, the Golden Core stage allows us to speak human language. There’s something strange about this kid. Let’s capture him first, search him to see if he has any treasures, and if not, we can just roast him and eat him.”

"Yes, boss."

A fierce glint flashed in Xuanming's eyes, and he instantly transformed into his true form, the Nine Nether Demon Wolf. Crimson lotus karmic flames ignited around him, and six scarlet wolf eyes flickered in and out of view within the flames.

"Want to eat me? Then try my Karmic Fire Red Lotus first."

He grinned maliciously, revealing his fangs, and leaped into the air, unleashing a raging inferno of crimson flames.

The little demons that rushed towards them turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

On the treetops in the distance, several disciples of the Beast Taming Sect stared in disbelief.

"This...this is the ancient mythical beast, the Nine Nether Demon Wolf?"

"That must be the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire, my goodness! This is one of the Ten Great Strange Fires, with terrifying power. It was actually obtained by a demonic wolf."

The disciples of the Beast Taming Sect exchanged glances and quietly slipped away.

If we don't run now, we'll turn to ashes.

Xuanming had already noticed the commotion over there, but he didn't care.

Half an hour later.

He sat atop a pile of demon beast corpses, gnawing on a roasted tiger leg, while a group of bruised and battered little demons knelt at his feet. "Boss, from now on, you can roam freely in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range."

Three days later.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range has changed hands. The new Demon King, Xuanming, carrying a spiked club, stands with one foot on the edge of the Broken Soul Cliff. "Listen up, all of you! The person in the portrait is my partner. Keep your eyes peeled! Whoever finds him will be rewarded with ten high-grade demon stones. Anyone who discovers his whereabouts and reports it will be rewarded with five high-grade demon stones."

A scroll of portrait was activated by demonic power and unfurled in mid-air. It depicted Su Xiyue's appearance as drawn by Xuanming from memory, with vivid and lifelike features.

"Yes, Demon King."

The demons trembled and agreed, then scattered in a flurry to search for the person.

Xuanming snorted with satisfaction, his figure transforming into a streak of light as he sped deeper into the mountains.

He needs to meet the Nascent Soul Old Dragon coiled in the Poison Dragon Pool and clearly define its territory.

The entire Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range needs to mobilize to find Yue'er.

Although he hadn't reached the Nascent Soul stage, his strength was no less, and challenging opponents of higher levels was not difficult for him.

It's just a poisonous dragon in the Nascent Soul stage.

If three heads can't defeat one head, and there's also the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, then they might as well die.

Southern Region, Bliss Palace, Incense Pavilion.

When Feng Su opened his eyes, he was surrounded by seven or eight alluring female cultivators with their clothes half-undone. A fragrant breeze wafted over him, carrying a cheap scent of cosmetics that made him sneeze several times.

"This young master is so handsome, I like him very much!"

The leading female cultivator in purple had seductive eyes, her slender fingers tracing his chest as she smiled charmingly.

Feng Su narrowed his peach blossom eyes dangerously, about to lash out, when he suddenly felt his spiritual energy stagnate and his face instantly turned extremely ugly.

Damn it, my body has been given muscle-relaxing powder.

"Look, sisters, he looks quite handsome even when he's angry."

The girl in the pale yellow dress giggled and tugged at his belt.

A cold glint flashed in Feng Su's peach blossom eyes, and a cluster of phoenix true fire instantly emerged from her palm, startling the female cultivators into screaming.

"This...this is Phoenix True Fire? Weren't dragons and phoenixes extinct for ten thousand years? How could Phoenix True Fire reappear?"

The purple-clad female cultivator's expression changed drastically, and she quickly led her sisters to retreat.

Ignoring their various gazes, Feng Su seized the opportunity to flip over and stand up, forcing herself to maintain the effects of the medicine within her body. The flames in her palm transformed into a long whip, sweeping across and shattering the carved wooden door of the Cangxiang Pavilion into pieces.

"I will remember what happened today." He sneered, staggered out of the pavilion, and transformed into a fiery phoenix, disappearing into the sky.

The purple-clad female cultivator's expression changed again upon seeing the fire phoenix. Realizing something, she hurriedly shouted, "It's a phoenix! Sisters, hurry and chase after it!"

The female cultivators from the Blissful Palace around them reacted instantly, each grabbing their magical artifacts and giving chase.

Feng Su spread her wings and flew swiftly, her Phoenix True Fire burning fiercely across the sky, falling in large swaths like fire rain.

The Blissful Palace nuns who were chasing after them were burned to the point of crying and screaming.

Suddenly, a delicate laugh came from deep within the Palace of Bliss, "Such a fiery temperament, and an ancient phoenix at that, so handsome, I like it."

A beautiful woman at the Nascent Soul stage flew in, gently waving a round fan in her hand, "Young man, now that you've come to the Palace of Bliss, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Feng Su's face darkened, and her Phoenix True Fire surged instantly. "Get out of my way."

The beautiful woman's smile froze on her face instantly, and she swung her fan sharply, saying, "If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to drink the penalty cup."

Feng Su had anticipated this, and with a cold laugh, she used the Phoenix Clan's life-saving secret technique to escape.

Only a few phoenix feathers remained at the scene.

The beautiful woman held a few phoenix feathers between her fingers, her face extremely ugly. "Damn it, they actually got away with it."

She handed the feather to the purple-clad female cultivator behind her, saying, "Zi Ling, take this and use it to forge magical artifacts. Phoenix feathers are treasures."

"Yes, Palace Master."

The purple-clad female cultivator took the phoenix feathers, glanced at the direction where Feng Su had disappeared, and retreated with great regret.

Eastern Region, Hundred Flowers Sect.

Xuan Yuanming had just fallen out of the spatial rift and landed right in the medicinal spring of Qin Wanyin, the sect leader of the Hundred Flowers Sect, splashing water all over Qin Wanyin's head and face.

"Where did this scoundrel come from, daring to trespass into my sect master's medicinal spring?"

Qin Wanyin's pretty face was filled with slight anger. With a light wave of her hand, the clothes scattered on the shore instantly wrapped around her graceful curves.

She looked at Xuan Yuanming and struck him directly with her palm.

Xuan Yuanming narrowed his dark golden eyes dangerously, his expression one of disgust. "I find it disgusting to look at."

Sensing the terrifying power of the opponent's palm strike, its pupils contracted, and it instinctively transformed into an eight-clawed golden dragon, soaring into the sky.

The dragon's roar reverberated throughout the Hundred Flowers Sect, and the golden dragon scales shimmered in the sunlight.

"An eight-clawed golden dragon? Or the ancient Taixu Zhuyin?"

Qin Wanyin looked up at the sky, her expression changing drastically.

The dragon race has been extinct for tens of thousands of years, so how could dragons still exist in the cultivation world today?

At most, it's a dragon.

Where did this come from?

A faint smile curved her lips. Suddenly, she took to the air and quickly chased after him. "Do you think the Hundred Flowers Sect is some place where you can come and go as you please? It's not that easy. Since you've seen my body, you'll stay and become my husband."

"That's just insane."

Xuanyuan Ming was speechless. Did he think he wanted to see it? He even thought it was an eyesore.

Knowing it was no match for the woman, the dragon flicked its tail and swiftly disappeared into the clouds.

Qin Wanyin missed her target and her face turned extremely ugly. Then, as if remembering something, she laughed again, "Little Golden Dragon, you can't escape this sect master's grasp."

As soon as he finished speaking, he instantly transformed into a streak of light and chased after it.

Xuanyuan Ming noticed the woman chasing after him, his face darkened further, and he moved at an extremely fast speed through the clouds.

He just wants to find Yue'er as soon as possible, but he doesn't know where she is.

This world is so strange, it's eerie everywhere, yet the spiritual energy is frighteningly dense, and every female cultivator here is at the Nascent Soul stage—it's simply outrageous.

(End of this chapter)