Good heavens! The Supreme God is being relentlessly harassed!

A strange thing happened recently at Buhuan Mountain.

The sky, which had been shrouded in dark clouds for nearly a decade, suddenly showed some light, and a faint blue sky could be seen.

This incident spread among the demonic cultivators, and many speculated that perhaps the Demon Lord, the master of this mountain, had become more cheerful, which caused such a strange phenomenon.

The current Demon Lord took office after the great battle ten years ago.

At that time, the other side conquered all the unconvinced demonic cultivators and demons with sufficient force.

As a place where all sorts of people mingle, Mount Buhuan has always lived up to its name. Whether human or cultivator, anyone who carelessly wanders in has almost no chance of survival.

In such a place, the principle of the strong ruling is an unchanging truth.

The rise and fall of several Demon Lords were all related to their strength, and in detail, they were nothing more than some dirty deeds done in the shadows.

But I've gone off on a tangent. The mountain has almost everything except cultivators, and shops of all kinds have sprung up like a street.

Since embarking on the path of cultivating immortality, most people have lost their appetite.

However, some foods that possess their own spiritual energy are an exception.

After being processed by the spirit chef, the impurities in the food were perfectly removed, while the original aroma was preserved, making it popular among many demonic cultivators.

In the largest restaurant, Linjiangxian, several demonic cultivators sat together around a table.

Their conversation was rather casual, mainly about where new secret realms had recently opened and which sect's disciples had defected to start their own sects.

As they chatted, they naturally started talking about the Demon Lord of Mount Buhuan.

Demonic Cultivation A Path:

"Speaking of our Demon Lord who hasn't been in office for long, there are too many stories to tell."

The newly arrived demonic cultivator next to him was very curious and nudged the man to continue.

"You don't even know these things? If I don't mention it, no one in the entire cultivation world doesn't know him."

The newly arrived demonic cultivator B shook his head: "I accidentally obtained a secret manual in a small mountain village and that's how I entered the sect. I heard from a passing demonic cultivator that almost all demonic cultivators in the world are at Mount Buhuan, so I came here."

"We know very little about the Demon Lord who does not return to the mountain."

The demonic cultivator A put away his disdainful expression and became much more serious.

"Originally, that person was following the proper path of cultivation, and not only that, he also became a disciple of the Immortal Venerable of the Xuan Tian Sect, the number one sect in the cultivation world. His future was bright!"

Hearing him say this, the demonic cultivator C standing to the side also showed a look of reminiscence and longing.

Such a bright future is not something that people like them, who walk in the gutter, can obtain.

Demonic Cultivator B widened his eyes in agreement, "And then? What happened next?"

"Later..." Demonic Cultivator A paused, seemingly somewhat hesitant, "The Xuan Tian Sect may look glamorous, but inside, there are quite a few petty thieves and scoundrels."

"In short, Lord Demon Lord's decision to come to Mount No Return was truly the right one!"

As they talked, they began to flatter Shen Wangchuan.

The other two cooperated by making various expressions, showing amazement and admiration.

As they chatted and drank, the conversation naturally veered off-topic.

"Why do you think the Holy Maiden of the Joyful Union Sect prefers righteous people?"

"Small secret realms are quite dangerous. I heard that a new small secret realm has recently opened, and there are snow lotus grass inside. Many cultivators are preparing to go and explore it."

"Really? That snow lotus grass has extremely strong healing properties, making it perfect for repairing meridian damage after a serious injury. It's just a pity that the snow beast guarding it is no pushover."

"With so many cultivators going there, it wouldn't be worth it if they accidentally died and their cultivation dissipated."

Amidst laughter and banter, the group had already consumed quite a bit of spirit wine. Although the spirit wine could slightly enhance their spiritual power, it also had a mild intoxicating effect.

They didn't notice someone putting down a teacup on a table not far away, putting on a black straw hat, and turning to leave Linjiangxian Restaurant.

A gust of wind blew as he went out, revealing the man's somewhat sinister appearance.

Her lips looked as if they were stained with blood, there was a blood-red incantation next to her dark eyes, a small mole under her left eye, and her red hair fluttered in the wind.

If some senior demonic cultivators were here, they would recognize, based solely on these few characteristics, that the red-haired cultivator in the bamboo hat was none other than one of Demon Lord Shen Wangchuan's most capable right-hand men.

Zuo Dharma protector Hime Cangyan!

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Inside the Languang Hall

Shen Wangchuan sat imposingly in the highest position, his left hand resting on the armrest carved from a superior spirit tree, while his right fingers unconsciously rubbed against it.

Thinking of his master's indifferent gaze, he tightened his grip with his left hand, causing the armrest to make a crisp "crack" sound.

We can just have Right Protector Fang Han replace him with another one.

He stretched his body and gently patted the dust off his palms.

The two rows of men in the main hall didn't dare to breathe, fearing that clapping would be a signal of death.

If the Lord were to get angry, their small force would be no match for him.

Has Ji Cangyan returned?

A demonic cultivator dressed in black stepped out of the main hall, knelt on one knee, and reported with his hands placed in front of him:

"Your Majesty, the Left Protector has just arrived outside the hall."

As he retreated to his original position, a person wearing a black conical hat appeared at the entrance of the palace.

Shen Wangchuan keeps restrictions in place within his own domain at all times, and anyone whose cultivation level is lower than his cannot use magic.

Therefore, Ji Cangyan walked into the hall step by step.

Shen Wangchuan toyed with the carved jade pendant he had taken from his waist, his expression somewhat nonchalant.

"Did you find anything?"

Since his master fell into a coma, he temporarily used his spiritual power to suppress the backlash caused by the chaos within the other's body.

For a full ten years, that person remained in a coma for ten years.

For a cultivator, ten years is but a fleeting moment, yet for him, the constant thought was to find the elixir to heal his master.

After becoming the Demon Lord, he used the guise of alchemy to collect a lot of materials, and he only needed one more to refine the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill.

That's why he specifically sent his trusted confidants to search secretly and report back every year. These few days are the days when Ji Cangyan returns.

I never expected my master to wake up.

We can wait a few more years.

Ji Cangyan removed his bamboo hat, revealing his striking red hair. His expression was full of confidence, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"After several years of searching, I have found traces of the Snow Lotus Grass. As for what Your Excellency promised..."

Shen Wangchuan carefully hung the jade pendant on his waist, his voice becoming serious as he spoke:

"You may enter my treasure vault and choose any item to take with you."

After getting the answer they wanted, the two were clearly very satisfied.

Ji Cangyan handed the scroll containing the information about the Snow Lotus Grass to Shen Wangchuan, who naturally granted him access to the Treasure Pavilion.

After the transaction was completed, Shen Wangchuan waved his hand, dismissing everyone in the hall.

Looking at the scroll in his hand, his eyes were full of determination.

Master, the life of a cultivator is long. I have waited for ten years, and this time I will absolutely not give up!