My best friend asked me if I was still doing system tasks.

Zhou Lihong clapped her hands and said to the crocodile-like monster, "Alright, Duoduo, throw those people into the furnace formation. They are the adults' offerings. If you keep stealing them, there won't be enough left."

I've been kept in the grip of that madman lately, I don't have time to slaughter another sect.

The magical beast named Duoduo understood Zhou Lihong's words. It let out a slightly regretful roar and swung its tail, smashing the nearly dead cultivators on the ground.

The groans, curses, and sobs on the ground abruptly ceased. The monster opened its mouth, took the severed limbs in its jaws, and spat them into a huge, pitch-black cauldron.

In this silent place, the rapid breathing was so jarring.

While disdainfully shaking her still-bleeding wide sleeves and casting a dust-removing spell, Zhou Lihong turned around to look at the person who had made the sound.

Two female cultivators, one tall and one short, stood frozen on the stone steps at the mountain gate, their eyes wide with disbelief.

The shorter one screamed in his mind: "Damn it! How did I get control of my body now?!"

The taller one was even more panicked than her: [“I can’t move! Why can’t I move?! System! String Song! Why can’t we move?! Isn’t this sending us both to our deaths?!”]

"You two escaped the net and you're back?"

Zhou Lihong beckoned to the two women who were stunned on the stone steps. Her smile was tinged with a bloody cruelty. "Good children, come here quickly. I'll take you to see your sect leader right away!"

The two female cultivators were pinned to the spot by Zhou Lihong's powerful aura. All they could see was the white-robed demonic cultivator's palm strike aimed straight at their faces. They screamed in their minds to escape, but their legs felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and they couldn't move an inch.

Just as the two, their faces drained of color, thought they were doomed, a nine-section whip wreathed in flames slashed down from mid-air: "So you're here! I've been looking all over for you!"

Zhou Lihong's pupils contracted when she saw the iconic whip: "Why are you doing this?! What do these humans' lives and deaths have to do with you?!"

How can this madman chase so fast?!

As they spoke, the two had already exchanged several blows. The nine-section whip lashed Zhou Lihong's palm, causing it to crack and drip blood.

"If you dare to slaughter humans here today, you'll dare to slaughter demons in the Leap God Mountains tomorrow! And the day after tomorrow, you'll dare to slaughter demons in the Demon Realm! You deserve to die!"

The white-haired cultivator standing in the air was filled with tangible anger. He channeled his spiritual energy into the nine-section whip, and with a single, powerful strike, aimed directly at Zhou Lihong's face.

The beast swung its tail to block the attack for its master, but unexpectedly, the nine-section whip ignored the beast's highly defensive scales and pierced through its tail.

Zhou Lihong was horrified as she listened to the roar of the monster. Her protective spiritual energy had been shattered by the whip! If she hadn't dodged quickly, she would have been split open by the madman!

She was right not to fight this madman before!

Zhou Lihong dared not delay any longer and tried to escape using the Sky-Splitting Talisman again.

The white-haired cultivator saw through Zhou Lihong's intentions. He sneered, quickly retracted his nine-section whip, infused it with spiritual energy, and swung it out, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to swirl and crack in the void.

"I'd like to see how you plan to escape this time!"

Those were void rifts created by the Candlelight Whip. With such void rifts existing, even if Zhou Lihong's Void Rift Talisman didn't fail, she wouldn't dare use it carelessly.

The Void Rift Talisman is a random teleportation device, and no one knows whether the teleportation location will be affected by the void rift. If she is teleported into a void fragment, she will not be able to get out even if her lifespan is exhausted.

While the two were fighting, the two female cultivators supported each other and shakily made their way down the stone steps.

"Why are my legs so weak? I'm speechless. Can't I run when things are going to be this bad?!"

The shorter nun was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes.

The female cultivator, half a head taller than her, was dizzy and comforted her: "It's alright, it's alright. Those two big shots are fighting; they can't worry about us. It's already amazing that we can move under such immense pressure."

The pressure from those two high-level cultivators was enough to give them a hard time, not to mention the residual power of their battle. The two of them now felt their blood surging, and every part of their bodies ached. Their protective robes were also tattered.

The demonic beast opened its mouth to attack the white-haired cultivator, but the young man's eyebrows furrowed, and the oppressive aura emanating from his bloodline startled the demonic beast, causing it to bow down in submission.

Seeing this, Zhou Lihong became even more certain of the boy's identity. Her face turned pale and bluish. She gripped the malfunctioning Void-Splitting Talisman and suddenly flew towards the two female cultivators who were staggering down the mountain.

"How dare you kill someone right under my nose?!"

The white-haired cultivator, enraged, laughed instead. He lashed out with his whip, which wrapped around Zhou Lihong's left arm as she channeled her spiritual power to strike the female cultivator's back, severing it completely.

Ruan Chayan and Luo Hanying were splattered with blood.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened! The severed arm suddenly exploded!

What exploded was not red blood mist, but a white mist of unknown composition.

Zhou Lihong's eyes were filled with hatred for the white-haired cultivator: "If the antidote isn't found within three hours, these two cultivators are doomed."

"Demon Lord Huaiwei, are you here to pursue me, or to save the lives of those two cultivators?"

As she spoke, she used the contract to command the magical beasts to cover her retreat. Due to the master-servant contract, the magical beasts, despite fearing Qin Fansheng's bloodline suppression, still charged up their attack.

Zhou Lihong summoned her flying artifact, intending to leave.

Upon hearing this, the two female cultivators looked terrified, trembling like beggars in the cold wind.

The Demon Lord Huaiwei chuckled and ignored the beast's tickling attack. Zhou Lihong's words did not sway him in the slightest: "If I give up killing you today, thousands upon thousands of them will die in the future."

The implication was that the two innocent cultivators should be abandoned, and Zhou Lihong must die!

With a flick of his Candle Whip, he cleaved the monster's head in two, spilling red and white brain matter all over the ground. Seeing that the threat was gone, he chased after Zhou Lihong.

Zhou Lihong never expected that Qin Fansheng would save human cultivators while bearing the title of Demon Lord, yet he didn't care about their lives at all.

That's right. Demon Lord Huaiwei is just a hypocritical demon with the blood of a noble demon. How could he possibly care about the life and death of humans?

"Huaiwei! I promise I won't go to the demon race or the monster race! Please spare me!"

Zhou Lihong used the seductive arts she had learned in her early years, and said pitifully, "If you spare my life, I will let you do whatever you want with me, how about it?"

Zhou Lihong's cultivation level is not as high as Qin Fansheng's. The reason she was able to escape so quickly was entirely due to the talismans and magical artifacts given to her by that person. At this time, no matter what methods she used, she was able to survive the mid-stage of the Void Refining Realm and the divine artifact Candle Yin Whip. She will turn the tables sooner or later!

Qin Fansheng said with both disgust and speechlessness: "Who do you take me for?! You ugly monster with not even a hair on your head!"

His true form is a golden cat, so naturally he looks down on female demon cultivators who don't have pretty patterns.

If Zhou Lihong were a demon, he might even give him a second glance. What right does a fallen human cultivator have to yell at him?!

Ruan Chayan and Luo Hanying watched the two high-level cultivators disappear into the distance, their knees buckled and they sat down on the stone steps.

"It's over, Tea Mama, we've only just come to life, and now we're going to die again..."

Luo Hanying burst into tears, unable to hold back her sobs. "I've been inside other people's bodies for so long, how come I'm dying just when I've finally gained control of my own body..."

Ruan Chayan wanted to say something to comfort Luo Hanying, but she was terrified herself, so what could she say? She choked up as well.