The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

"I don't know." Tang Yixien replied lightly.

Sheng Qingye's eyes flashed with surprise, and he continued,

"It's a treacherous and mysterious mountain with many forks in the road. It's very easy to get lost. Almost no cultivators who come here have ever walked in." Jin Xiaoxiao said at this time.

Sheng Qingye asked curiously and puzzledly, "Master, you actually took the right path at every fork in the road! How did you know which path to take?"

Even every time, Tang Yixien would go in one direction without hesitation.

At the beginning, Sheng Qingye thought that his master was just wandering around aimlessly, and if he couldn't get into the valley, he would at most be lost.

But continuing on the upward path will let him know that Master is on the right track.

This is also the reason why Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao were shocked along the way.

Tang Yixian's cold eyes slightly stern, and whispered,

"Master is just lucky."

.......

"Host, this wave of Yi is really the best at pretending."

Youyou in Tang Yixien's mind said bluntly.

Sheng Qingye looked at his master with eyes that became even longer and longer. He felt that it was really extraordinary and gradually felt that he was unfathomable.

After a long time..

Sheng Qingye regained his composure and said seriously,

"The news of the confrontation between Master and Chi Mei Bai Liang should be reported back to the Tang family soon."

Speaking of the demon clan, Xuan Yuran's half-closed eyes finally opened.

Jin Xiaoxiao, who was standing by, was using her water-based spiritual power to call upon the spring water nearby to wash her face.

He is a mysophobe and has to wash and wash every day.

The clear water flowed across his face, which looked very novel.

He moved his fan lightly, and a pool of water instantly broke and fell to the ground. He looked back at Sheng Qingye and said,

"The demons have been quite well behaved recently. Didn't the Sheng family transfer a lot of cultivators back?"

"Yes."

Sheng Qingye hated the demons since he was a child, and so did his father. He frowned slightly and said in a cold voice,

"What exactly do the demons want to do?"

At this point, worry appeared on the faces of several people.

Tang Yixin was the most worried, because he was the only one who knew that the ending of the original book was a great defeat for the cultivators.

The Sheng family was almost completely wiped out, with heavy casualties.

But why did they lose so miserably? There must be a reason.

However, he still didn't know whether it was related to what happened today.

Thinking of this, his eyebrows twitched slightly.

He needs to study that formation further.

"I'll keep watch, Master, you can rest assured." Xuan Yuran said, looking at Tang Yixien's slightly half-closed eyes.

Among these three disciples, Xuan Yuran is the most careful.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Xuanwu. Please wake me up in the middle of the night and I will take your place."

Tang Yixien slightly raised his handsome phoenix eyes, looking hazy and intoxicating in the moonlight.

Xuan Yuran restrained himself and looked away.

"Yeah." Xuan Yuran responded.

How could he have the heart to call him Master?

In the second half of the night, the wind blew softly on the hillside, carrying the unique scent of grass and flowers.

It is already early summer, and the occasional chirping of cicadas can be heard all around.

Xuan Yuran slowly relaxed as he watched his master sleeping soundly.

He was really scared about the incident with the hundred taels of evil spirits this time.

When he saw that the evil spirit Bai Liang might attack his master.

His heart was about to explode, and he felt a burst of heat exploding in his demon pill. He was almost about to transform into his true form.

He was afraid of fire and had never transformed into his true form since he was born.

He leaned against a big tree, slowly turned sideways, and faced the direction of the woods next to him.

Suddenly, a light golden talisman appeared in the pitch-black forest.

The symbol of the talisman drew a light golden color in the air and slowly took shape.

His pupils suddenly shrank and he stood up immediately.

This is a talisman unique to their demon clan, and only he, as a talisman cultivator, can see it.

He quietly cast a barrier with his hands to protect his master and the others, then he walked towards the talisman.

The dense forest is very dark, especially on a moonlit night.

"Meet Grandpa."

Xuan Yuran's voice lightly cut through the quiet night.

"What? You finally came out to see me? You unfilial grandson..."

A slightly old voice mixed with crying came from behind the tree.

But no matter how you listen to it, it seems like it was intentional.

A middle-aged man walked out from behind the woods. He was tall and strong, with a slightly round face. The most prominent feature was his big, bright eyes.

This person is Xuan Yuran’s grandfather, Su Mingyuan, a demon, whose true form is an owl.

Su Mingyuan's strength should not be underestimated. He is the leader of a major faction of the demon clan. Otherwise, the demon king would not have married his daughter.

"Okay, Grandpa, stop pretending. You were always like this when my mother was alive."

When talking about Xuan Yuran's deceased mother, both of them fell silent.

The sadness in Su Mingyuan's expression and eyes was real sorrow.

However, soon Su Mingyuan's gloomy eyes brightened up, and he said seriously,

"Grandpa, you should reconsider what you said last time. Don't always think about refusing."

Xuan Yuran lowered his head slightly and said nothing.

Su Mingyuan cleared his cough and continued,

"I know you're a sentimental child and you don't want to deal with your father, but he treated you and his daughter like that. I just can't swallow this."

Su Mingyuan came to persuade Xuan Yuran to fight against his father and become the new Demon King.

"You've also seen how your clansmen treat you now. They sent you to the Cultivation Clan to be their disciple."

"Does your father care? He's obsessed with those goblins every day. Otherwise, would he be so angry that he would kill your mother?"

Having said this, Su Mingyuan paused obviously, and hatred and anger flashed in his bright and vicissitudes eyes.

He hated that his daughter had gone blind.

His legitimate daughter was bewitched by the Demon King and insisted on marrying him.

But after marriage, the Demon King's temperament changed drastically and he was surrounded by many women.

This caused her daughter to become ill due to anger and eventually die of depression.

"As long as you agree, Grandpa will start the plan immediately. I have been planning it for a long time. I..."

Su Mingyuan has repeated these words to Xuan Yuran over and over again in the past few years.

But Xuan Yuran never agreed. He didn't want to be the Demon King, didn't want to fight, and didn't want to cause infighting among the demon clan.

Later, Xuan Yuran no longer saw his grandfather.

This time, it was a rare opportunity for him to come over and see him.

But even after Su Mingyuan said so much, Xuan Yuran in front of him still remained silent, his eyes looking at the open space in front.

Don't know what I'm looking at.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, and mentally prepared himself for rejection.

This grandson just lacks ambition. He is clearly the true body of a phoenix, which is rarely seen in a thousand years. He is fully qualified to lead the demon clan.

If he himself doesn't agree, no matter how much he plans for him, it will be useless.

"Okay, grandpa, I understand. Thank you, grandpa, I do." Xuan Yuran's firm voice sounded at this time.

Su Mingyuan's already big eyes opened even wider in surprise, showing a bit of his true nature in this dark night.

"Xuanwu, you...what did you just say?"

He seemed to be unable to believe his ears, which were like the hearing of an owl.

"I'm willing. I hope grandpa can make plans for me!" Xuan Yuran said again, enunciating each word.

Xuan Yuran was standing facing the grass where Tang Yixin was resting.

From afar, he could see the beautiful white figure resting under the tree.

A light of courage and determination gradually appeared in his deep brown eyes.

It also carries a bit of paranoid possessiveness.

He wanted that person, his cold and self-respecting master!

He knew very well in his heart that he wanted it.

Therefore, we must have the strength to get him.