The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Chapter 459: White Tiger Clan

Taoist Wan Chen is in the early stage of the Refinement Realm, and the old woman is in the late stage of the Refinement Realm, so when the old woman said that she couldn't stop him, she was not exaggerating.

But after all, Taoist Wan Chen is a great monk who is in charge of Wan Yao City. It would be very embarrassing if the old woman could easily take away a human monk in front of him.

Therefore, he simply said, "Many demon cultivators from the Myriad Demon Mountains have come to Myriad Demon City to play. Can I capture them and skin them alive in the future?"

The old woman laughed heartily. "You don't have to threaten me with this, old Taoist. As long as you don't capture my descendants, I'm fine. Capturing other demon cultivators is none of my business. Protecting them is the Demon King's job. You just need to avoid angering the Demon King and starting a war between humans and demons, and everything will be fine."

The moral bottom line of demon cultivators is much lower than that of human cultivators. Except for the demon king, no one cares about the life and death of other demons.

However, despite this, the old woman didn't dare to say it firmly and make an enemy of Taoist Wan Chen. After all, she couldn't guarantee that any of her descendants would come to Wan Yao City to play one day.

Therefore, the old woman softened her tone again, "I have transformed into a human being and am under the supervision of the Heavenly Dao. Naturally, I will not easily commit the sin of killing. I really want this human female cultivator to come over as my guest and see the Myriad Demons Mountain Range for herself. Such an opportunity is not something everyone can have.

If it weren't for the fact that she's been so caring towards my younger generation and had no ill intentions, she wouldn't have had the chance to go. I said I wouldn't let her die, and I mean it."

The old woman's words were a disguised promise to Taoist Wan Chen, and also gave him a way out.

Taoist Wan Chen didn't know Xiao Han, so he tried to stop him only out of respect for the great human cultivator.

Since the old woman had given him a way out, he naturally took advantage of it. After all, if they really fell out, a great demon in the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm would fight him here and stir up trouble. The only ones who would suffer heavy losses would be the human cultivators and the Myriad Demons City.

"Then I hope fellow Taoist can do what he says." Taoist Wan Chen said politely.

The old woman snorted, flew away, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Taoist Wan Chen sensed that the old woman had entered the Wan Yao Mountains, so he returned to Wan Yao City.

Xiao Han, who was bound by spiritual power and unable to speak, saw the great human cultivator give up his obstruction and the old woman took her away. All she had in her mind was one sentence: My life is over!

She is just a small Jindan cultivator. How can she come out alive after falling into the Wan Yao Mountains where there are monsters everywhere?

Besides, even if the old demon cultivator said that he would not let her lose her life, what if he left her half-dead?

At this moment, Xiao Han felt that the Earth's Core Stone was no longer fragrant.

If she had known this would be the outcome, she would have simply given some spirit stones to the little demon cultivator and run away with the treasure. That would have been great.

Alas! Money can’t buy early knowledge!

After flying for an unknown amount of time, the old woman stopped and released the restraints on the little demon cultivators Baiyun and Xiao Han.

Xiao Han swept his spiritual sense and found that he should be in a flat valley.

There were tall conifers everywhere, and no other weeds or shrubs. So although the ground was not very flat, it looked very clean and quiet.

A middle-aged man with a dignified appearance walked over, bowed to the old woman and called her "ancestor".

The old woman pointed at the young demon cultivator Baiyun and said, "Lock her in the Black Wind Cave for three days as a punishment."

Bai Yun screamed, "Grandfather, no!"

The old woman snorted, "If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't learn your lesson."

"Grandfather, Yun'er knows her mistake and will never sneak out again. Please let me go this time."

Bai Yun continued to beg.

The old woman remained unmoved and threw a stream of spiritual power over to block Bai Yun's mouth.

At this time, the middle-aged man made a gesture, and an old man in the Nascent Soul stage came over, set up a white cloud, and took her away from here.

Then the old woman pointed at Xiao Han and said, "This human cultivator must stay with the clan for the time being. Do not harm her life."

Then she looked at Xiao Han and said, "You must slowly teach Bai Yun about the sinister and cunning methods of you human cultivators, so that she won't easily trust humans in the future. If you do this well, I will personally send you back to Myriad Demons City."

Xiao Han: Why don’t you let me leave her and abandon her in Wan Yao City, and then rescue her when she is about to die. I guarantee that she will learn what insidious and cunning is in this one go.

Unfortunately, she only dared to mutter these words in her heart. Now she naturally bowed with lowered head in response.

After giving the instructions, the old woman turned and entered a stone hall that looked tall but had very rough architectural details.

The middle-aged man then turned and looked at Xiao Han.

But he just looked her up and down, then said, "Come with me, Ren Xiu."

Xiao Han: Although I am a human cultivator, you can call me by my name.

This middle-aged man is at the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Among this group of demon cultivators, he should be a figure similar to the head of a family.

She hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Junior Xiao Han, nice to meet you, Senior. I met Daoist Baiyun in Wan Yao City and became sisters. That's why the ancestor brought me in to accompany Sister Baiyun for a while. During this time, I hope you can take good care of me."

She had to set the tone quickly; she was a guest, not a captive.

The middle-aged man snorted, "As long as you behave yourself and do what our ancestors have instructed, you can stay safely in my White Tiger Clan."

Only then did Xiao Han understand that Bai Yun's true form was a white tiger.

Oh my god, I'm really walking into the tiger's den.

Bai Yun still has to serve his punishment for three days, so Xiao Han's work should really start in three days.

The middle-aged man, the patriarch of the White Tiger clan, took Xiao Han to a place further down the valley where there were more stone houses and caves.

There is a large open square in the center, and I wonder if it is used for the White Tiger clan to gather.

The middle-aged man pointed to a stone house in a row of houses and said, "You can live here. This is also Baiyun's residence."

Then, he introduced Xiao Han's identity and the decision of his ancestors to several demon cultivators who were peeking in and then left.

Xiao Han looked at the White Tiger clan demon cultivators, each of whom had reached the Nascent Soul stage. She had no choice but to bow immediately, "Junior Xiao Han, greetings to all the seniors."

The next moment, a huge tiger weighing over a thousand pounds, with clear black stripes on its snow-white fur, appeared out of nowhere. It looked like a tiger carefully outlined with ink. It roared and pounced at her.

Sensing that the other party's cultivation level was as high as the ninth level, Xiao Han's heart trembled. He clasped his hands together and quickly cast a high-defense spiritual shield to block in front.

The white tiger's huge body crashed over, and its pair of tiger claws grabbed the spiritual shield, causing the spiritual shield to tremble. After holding on for two breaths, it broke.

Then a scolding voice came, "Bai Shan, don't hurt her."

This was a demon cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage warning him.

The white tiger fell to the ground and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a young and strong man.