Mortal Mage

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the seemingly endless pile of black corpses and his face became worried again.

I can't put all these corpses into the ring.

It’s too boring.

There are five ladies’ pink bellybands in the ring, it would be bad if they got dirty.

After hesitating for a while, it seemed that there was no better way than to put it in the ring temporarily.

So he activated the storage ring and wanted to absorb the rat demon's corpse, but he felt a spiritual sense probing his body.

It should be Yu Shitao’s.

But his spiritual gourd was open.

"finished"

Zhang Mingxuan cried out in horror and raised his hand to take out the spiritual gourd from his sleeve.

Because the Spirit Gourd had been open for too long, its spiritual power had been temporarily exhausted and it could not absorb the breath that was hiding him.

At the same time, that divine consciousness swept all around him.

The tap-tap sound of footsteps echoed in the canal.

"Is it Junior Brother Zhang?"

Behind the canal, Yu Shitao’s figure was running towards them.

Zhang Mingxuan turned around and met Yu Shitao's eyes.

A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Yu Shitao's gloomy face as if a spring breeze had blown across it. He quickly stepped towards Zhang Mingxuan and said in surprise, "Junior brother Zhang! You are not dead!" Then he used his spiritual sense to investigate again, but suddenly stopped and a trace of panic appeared in his hands.

Zhang Mingxuan's aura was that of perfect Qi training, and in the passage behind him was a burning corpse of a rat demon. Wherever the firelight illuminated, there were countless corpses of rat demons lying in all directions.

"To be honest, Senior Brother Yu, the rat demons started fighting among themselves."

Zhang Mingxuan told a low-level lie. He hoped that Yu Shitao would be a wise man who knew the times.

Yu Shitao's surprised smile suddenly disappeared, and his face became slightly gloomy.

Junior Brother Zhang’s cultivation should be in the late stage of foundation building like him, but right now Junior Brother Zhang has reached the perfection of Qi Refining.

Master Qinglan would never assign the Yellow Cave No. 1 to a disciple who had reached the perfection of Qi Refining.

The corpses of rat demons lying all over the place behind Junior Brother Zhang must number in the hundreds. Even if two patrolling deacons acted at the same time, they would not be able to finish them off so quickly.

There are only three possibilities at the moment.

First, Junior Brother Zhang deliberately concealed his cultivation level.

But if Junior Brother Zhang’s cultivation is above the Golden Core Stage, he will be able to be assigned to the outer sect.

Secondly, Junior Brother Zhang’s fox demon has transcended one level and is at least above the third level.

It is impossible to subdue a third-order fox demon with the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, no matter what means are used, unless Junior Brother Zhang is a demon cultivator.

The third is that there is a third-level fox demon here.

But he immediately shook his head to deny it. The fox demon had the strongest aura, and if there really was another third-level fox demon, it would definitely not be missed.

And Junior Brother Zhang has absolutely no reason to hide his cultivation level. Even if he did, Master Qinglan could not have been unaware of it. If Master Qinglan knew, he would not have repeatedly told me to take good care of him.

Then, Junior Brother Zhang is probably a demon cultivator.

"Does Master Qinglan know about Junior Brother Zhang's demon cultivation?"

A strong murderous aura emanated from Yu Shitao's body and began to fill the entire canal. He pondered slightly.

Zhang Mingxuan didn't know why Yu Shitao asked this, but looked at Yu Shitao with a puzzled look, waiting for his next words.

"Demon cultivation is against the will of heaven, Junior Brother Zhang, I can let you go, but the two deacons outside the river channel cave entrance may not let you go."

Yu Shitao's face was gloomy and the flying sword in his hand was trembling slightly.

"Master, a demon cultivator becomes a slave to a demon beast, allowing the demon beast to drive him around and allowing him to attach his demon pill to the demon beast's body to increase his lifespan and strength. However, as his cultivation level increases, his state of mind will gradually become more like the demon beast's habits."

"Alas."

Zhang Mingxuan knew that he could no longer hide the truth, but he had no grudge against Yu Shitao, so there was no need to kill him in vain.

He was not a demon cultivator, and what's more, there were two patrolling deacons outside.

The white fox understood what he meant and no longer hid it.

White mist wrapped around Zhang Ming, and the white fox turned into a human form, controlling the aura at the third level and releasing it.

The third-level fox demon already has enough strength to "clean up" these rat demons.

Immediately, the aura of the third-level fox demon enveloped Yu Shitao.

Yu Shitao's expression froze and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

A third-level fox demon, Junior Brother Zhang is indeed ruthless and is ready to kill.

He moved his hind feet slightly, and a trace of sweat appeared on his right hand holding the flying sword.

There was no way he could defeat a third-rank fox demon, so he just wanted to have a chance to send out the jade sound transmission slip when he made his next move, so that the two deacons could help him collect the body.

"Owner."

Hao Fen lifted the veil on her body, her breasts slightly leaned forward towards Zhang Mingxuan, her buttocks slightly tilted back, and her voice was extremely vulgar, low, and pitiful.

Yu Shitao's pupils suddenly widened, his throat slid slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He didn't believe at all that this third-level fox demon was Zhang Mingxuan's demon slave. It was more likely that this fox demon was trying to cover up something.

He gripped the flying sword tighter in his hand, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The two fell into a brief silence.

"Master, he doesn't seem to believe that I am your slave?"

"Believe it or not, if you don't believe it, you will be defeated."

Zhang Mingxuan twitched his lips, grabbed Haoqian's wrist, brushed past Yu Shitao, and walked out of the canal; "It stinks here, do you want to leave?"

"Pa" the flying sword fell into the puddle under his feet, creating a few ripples.

The powerful fox demon aura was withdrawn from his body.

Yu Shitao suddenly woke up, his expression filled with unconcealable fear and awe.

He bent down, picked up the flying sword, and quickly chased after him.