The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Dongfang Zichu glanced at Ling Yan'er deeply and said, "It's better if you don't know."

Ling Yan'er felt looked down upon and said dissatisfiedly, "What kind of puppet material is this? It's not known to others. Tell me what it is so I can broaden my horizons."

"How many materials do you think are needed to refine more than a thousand puppets, and which materials are most abundant in this Taoyuan City?" Dongfang Zichu did not say it clearly.

Ling Yan'er still got goosebumps all over her body. She stepped away from the puppets and asked with difficulty, "Are you saying that these puppets were actually made from those missing girls?"

Dongfang Zichu didn't look at Ling Yan'er, but said, "It's already very difficult to refine one puppet, and there are so many here. How many do you think will fail?"

Ling Yan'er simply couldn't bear to think about this cruel truth. He was simply not a human being! His death was not a pity!

Ling Yan'er looked at the puppets that seemed to have suddenly stopped moving and stopped touching them. But then she remembered, "The two puppets I bathed before weren't this stiff. When they were rubbing my back, I could feel their body temperature and their hands were soft. Could they still be alive?"

"It's very likely. Do you still remember their faces?" Dongfang Zichu didn't pay any attention at the time in order to avoid suspicion.

Ling Yan'er shook her head and said somewhat dejectedly, "At the time, I was pretending to be more convincing in order to be controlled, and I didn't pay any attention to what they looked like."

"Once Sheng Ze and Sun Youlin are rescued, let them help look for him." Dongfang Zichu said.

Ling Yan'er nodded in agreement. When they reached the place with two green dots, Ling Yan'er and Dongfang Zichu discovered that the yard was very empty. There was only a peach tree with a trunk so thick that it took three people to hug it, and it was still in bloom.

Judging from the broken branches, the peach blossoms that suddenly appeared beside Ling Yan'er's pillow after she woke up in Furong City were picked from this tree.

And under the tree, there was a red paper man. The crooked face was exactly the same as the one Ling Yan'er saw when her veil was lifted in her dream.

When Ling Yan'er saw the paper figurine, she remembered the shock she had received. She picked up the completely motionless paper figurine and said to Dongfang Zichu, "Come on, burn it!"

Although Dongfang Zichu didn't understand why, he still pinched a spell and did as he was told. Ling Yan'er watched the paper figurine burn out, then looked around and said, "They are located right here."

The geographical location is indeed here, but Ling Yan'er forgot that it is in the dungeon, which is underground, while she and Dongfang Zichu are on the ground.

Ling Yan'er walked around here for several times before she awkwardly remembered the question. She asked Dongfang Zichu, "It's okay if I forgot, but how could you forget too? They are in the dungeon. We should be looking for the dungeon entrance!"

"Isn't this the path you led?" Dongfang Zichu said, "You were so sure to walk this way, saying you were going to find them. I thought you were looking for the dungeon entrance."

Yes, Ling Yan'er was looking for someone here, and Dongfang Zichu was looking for the entrance to the dungeon here. When Ling Yan'er asked him to burn the paper man, he thought it was some kind of deception.

Who knew that after it was burned, I found out that it was really just a paper man.

Dongfang Zichu almost thought that this peach tree was the entrance to the dungeon. After all, the tree was so big, it didn't seem strange to have a door on it.

Ling Yan'er pretended not to hear Dongfang Zichu's words. She followed Dongfang Zichu's gaze towards the peach tree and asked, "This tree is so big and blooming in this season. Could it have become a spirit, or cultivated something?"

Dongfang Zichu shook his head. "If it had grown in the original Qishui Continent, it would have definitely transformed into a demon. Unfortunately, it was born in this Pingyang Continent. Now it's not even a spiritual tree, just an ordinary peach tree that blooms all year round."

"Why?" Ling Yan'er asked curiously, "Aren't they all the same, relying on spiritual power?"

"Remember the book about the Gods you showed me before?" Dongfang Zichu said, "The Gods divided the continent into three parts, and even made it so that the three tribes rarely met each other, saying that they would not kill each other. Since the continent was divided into three parts, the demons can only transform on the original Qishui Continent, and the demons can only be born on the Heiqing Continent."

"So, although this peach tree has lived for so many years and is still blooming at this time of year for some reason, it is just an ordinary peach tree." Ling Yan'er looked at the tree with some regret.

Dongfang Zichu nodded: "Yes, it will not have the opportunity to give birth to spiritual intelligence on this continent."

"What about the secret realm?" Ling Yan'er suddenly asked.

"The secret realm is different. It doesn't belong to any one continent." Dongfang Zichu said, "As you know, Pingyang Continent also has many monsters besides the secret realm. They are smarter than ordinary animals and possess greater power, but they are not born with spiritual intelligence."

"If monsters like these were born in the original Qishui Continent, would they be part of the demon race?" Ling Yan'er asked. "Then why haven't any intelligent creatures emerged in the secret realm? Isn't that a special place?"

Ling Yan'er still remembered that she had killed many monsters in the secret realm with the people from Yanyu Sword Pavilion.

"A demon who develops intelligence on his own is rare among ordinary animals," Dongfang Zichu said. "Those who don't develop intelligence are also not recognized by the demon race."

Dongfang Zichu glanced at Ling Yan'er and said, "The demon race is more cruel than humans. They don't value blood ties like humans do. Most of them don't even care about their own children."

"What about that butterfly you mentioned earlier? If I send her a letter, will she bring the child here?" Ling Yan'er didn't know what to say. "If she doesn't care about blood ties, why would she seal the child away and look for a solution?"

Dongfang Zichu smiled and said, "Because she knows how to pretend. Her husband is a sword cultivator from the human race, so she naturally has to pretend to be gentle and considerate, and act like a loving mother, so that her husband will feel sorry for her."

Ling Yan'er didn't know how to comment for a moment. After all, if she could pretend for her whole life, then what was the difference between that and her true heart being like that?

"What about you? You don't have any blood relationship? If you have a child in the future, will you let him fend for himself?" Ling Yan'er asked Dongfang Zichu curiously.

"I have no blood relatives." Dongfang Zichu said, "Since I was born with intelligence, I have not seen a tree of my own kind. As for what will happen if I have children in the future, how can I know now? At least I don't know now. People's thoughts change rapidly, and the same is true for demons."

Although he said that the demon race did not value blood ties, he had seen some demons sacrifice themselves for their fellows and go all out for their children, but compared to the many more cold-hearted and selfish demons, they were still too few.