Evil Immortal!

After Zhong Shenxiu's refinement, the quality of this knife improved significantly. Although it is still only a low-grade magic weapon, it has now been refined to have nine restrictions.

"White Bone Demon Blade!"

Upon seeing the long sword in Zhong Shenxiu's hand, Qi Mo's face turned ugly, his old face contorted in pain, and black ash fell from his face in a flurry.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but Zhong Shenxiu ignored him and moved swiftly, appearing before Qi Mo like a fleeting shadow, raising his White Bone Demon Blade to slash.

A dark blade flashed, emitting a mournful, piercing howl.

The beggar's expression changed drastically. He waved his sleeve, channeled his inner energy, and barely managed to block the blow. Then, without hesitation, he turned and ran.

We have no choice but to run!

In the past, a mere cultivator at the innate embryonic breathing stage would have been no problem for him at all; he could have easily killed him with a wave of his hand.

But now he is seriously injured, and his cultivation is almost gone. His strength has been greatly reduced, and he can't even exert 20% of his full potential. He's practically a cripple, if not completely useless!

In this way, Zhong Shenxiu would definitely be able to threaten him!

"Trying to run away?"

Watching the beggar demon flee in panic, Zhong Shenxiu's thin lips curled into a smile. "You think you can escape!"

As he spoke, he suddenly flung the White Bone Demon Blade in his hand away with great force.

whoosh-

With a flash of white light, the White Bone Demon Blade pierced through Qi Mo's back and emerged from his chest, with drops of blood dripping from its sharp tip.

"ah--"

The beggar's eyes widened, and with a scream, he collapsed to the ground.

He tried to struggle to pull out the White Bone Demon Blade, but this demon blade was a well-known magical artifact recorded in the "Twelve Yuan Chen White Bone Demon Secret Manual". Almost all the disciples of the White Bone Demon Sect would choose to refine a White Bone Demon Blade.

There's no other reason than that the materials for refining this kind of magical artifact are readily available. It's a demonic blade refined entirely from corpses, and the longer it's refined and the more materials used, the greater its power becomes.

Legend has it that the White Bone Demon Sect possesses a spirit-treasure-level White Bone Heavenly Demon Blade to suppress the sect's fortune, comparable to a primordial spirit heavenly demon.

The White Bone Demon Blade that Zhong Shenxiu forged, although of low quality, was ruthless, insidious, and extremely powerful.

At this moment, after Shi Yi pierced through Qi Mo's heart, it was as if bone spurs grew from the blade, piercing deep into Qi Mo's flesh and blood, and frantically devouring his essence and vital energy.

In just a few breaths, Qi Mo lost a lot of weight and became skin and bones.

"Spare...spare me...I can give you..."

Qi Mo opened his lips as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhong Shenxiu who walked in, his voice gentle.

"No need, fellow Daoist, it would be best if you just obediently died."

As he spoke, he gripped the hilt of the sword, and a layer of black mist covered the surface of the White Bone Demon Blade. This black mist condensed into tendrils that resembled tentacles, which pierced into the body of the Beggar Demon.

"what!"

The begging demon rolled its eyes in pain and was quickly devoured by the demonic blade, becoming a corpse devoid of its essence. It fell to the ground, shattered with a bang, and turned into a pool of ashes.

Zhong Shenxiu nonchalantly retrieved the White Bone Demon Blade and flicked his finger across the blade.

clang--

The blade emitted a clear, resonant sound.

"Not bad, you actually upgraded six restrictions in one go. If you kill a few more, you might be able to upgrade it into a high-grade magic weapon."

Zhong Shenxiu muttered to himself, and with a casual wave of his hand, Qi Mo's storage bag fell into his hand, which he then casually hung on his waist.

He was missing a storage bag, and this one was just right.

Moreover, there was something else in the storage bag.

That was precisely his purpose.

Zhong Shenxiu patted his storage bag, and a gray-white domino appeared in his hand.

It is about the size of a palm, with fine and strange patterns engraved on its surface. At its center, a skull is carved, so lifelike that if you look at it for a long time, the skull's two eyes will faintly glow red, as if it is about to come to life.

This domino is the identity token of the White Bone Demon Sect, or rather, the identity certificate that only disciples of the White Bone Demon Sect possess.

Of course, this is not to say that it is the personal identity token of the Beggar Demon, but rather something he obtained in a dilapidated temple along with the demonic sect when he was still a lame beggar.

In other words, anyone who obtains this domino, including Zhong Shenxiu, can call themselves a disciple of the White Bone Demon Sect, and the White Bone Demon Sect will also recognize it.

Such a thing would be impossible in the righteous path of immortality, but in the demonic path, which emphasizes the survival of the fittest and the strong above the weak, it is all too normal.

If you have the ability, you can rise to the top; if you don't have the ability or strength, you deserve to be killed.

For many demonic sects, it doesn't matter who their disciples are. Once someone falls into the demonic path, it's like getting on a pirate ship; they become one of their own, and it's too late to back out.

......

Ding!

[You (clone Zhong Shenxiu) have killed the Demon Lord of the Ten Thousand Evils Cave, experience +3500!]

"Good, this hidden danger has finally been resolved."

On the other side, Meng Yuan glanced at the message that appeared on the panel and smiled slightly.

The reason for having the clone take action was naturally because of the clone, Zhong Shenxiu.

Killing the Beggar Demon was nothing special; the key was the domino in his storage bag, which was the White Bone Demon Sect's identity token. It wasn't of much use to him personally, but it was extremely important to his clone, Zhong Shenxiu.

With this identity token, Zhong Shenxiu's identity as a demonic cultivator will truly be genuine.

Moreover, the White Bone Demon Sect is also one of the major demonic sects. If a conflict were to break out between the righteous and demonic factions, with Zhong Shenxiu as an inside agent, he would be able to obtain a lot of useful information and gain many benefits at any time.

At that time, the main body and the clone will be on the righteous path and the demonic path respectively, and they will be able to exchange resources with each other, so they will be invincible.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Just then, a clapping sound rang out.

"I never expected that Brother Meng could so easily severely injure even the Beggar Demon of the Ten Thousand Evil Cave. He truly impresses me!"

Meng Yuan raised an eyebrow and looked in the direction of the sound, whereupon he saw a familiar figure.

The newcomer was handsome, dressed in a long black and gold robe, with a tall and slender figure, skin like jade, thin and sharp lips, and a pair of beautiful eyes that, when they moved, carried a hint of sinister and feminine charm.

This person was none other than Wu Xingkong, an old acquaintance of Meng Yuan!

"So it was you, Fellow Daoist Wu."

Upon seeing the visitor, Meng Yuan's expression changed, seemingly quite surprised, yet his heart remained calm.

Wu Xingkong's appearance was actually within his expectations.

After all, back in Black Sand City, the other side had already sent Tianmu Sect disciples to cause him trouble.

Furthermore, this guy has always been vengeful, and since the other party has repeatedly suffered losses and setbacks against him, he certainly won't let it go easily, so it's only natural that he came to Linjiang City.