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When all forces were helpless against the demonic cultivators, the number of demonic cultivators lurking in the Tianyuan Sect was reduced by half.

This story quickly became a popular tale, spreading far and wide. Many talented people even turned it into a nursery rhyme for children to sing.

Xu Wuhen, as the leader of the Tianyuan Sect, became very famous.

However, the rumors are only half true and half false. The most exaggerated rumor is that Xu Wuhen wiped out tens of thousands of demonic cultivators with just one move.

Ordinary people live a hard life, fearing that they might accidentally become food for demonic cultivators. Upon hearing that a sect was willing to eliminate demons, they flocked to the sect and set up camp outside it.

They lack cultivation and cannot judge the character of those around them by their aura; even if they become neighbors with demonic cultivators, they will not be able to detect it.

What worries Chen An the most is that many powerful demonic cultivators have also come looking for him.

Thanks to those with ulterior motives who embellished his story and sang his praises, he was portrayed as a savior.

He wanted Xu Wuhen to stand in front and fight the demonic cultivators, so he could reap the benefits.

The powerful demonic cultivators who came were all on the wanted list.

These people, even just one of them would be enough to cause headaches, but now there are five entrenched around the Tianyuan Sect.

The demonic cultivators came to experience Xu Wuhen's abilities, so naturally they wouldn't hold back.

It is common for people to use their divine sense to scan the entire sect from time to time, and some people have even tried to enter the Heavenly Fate Sect.

Xu Wuhen was no pushover either. In less than half a month, he fought with the demonic cultivators more than ten times, but fortunately, his cultivation was so high that he managed to stop them one by one.

A good reputation spreading throughout the world is a joyous and auspicious thing in a prosperous era, but now it has instead bound Xu Wuhen's hands and feet.

It was no longer possible for him to conceal his presence and leave the sect with Chen An to exorcise demons.

As soon as he leaves, the demonic cultivators will surely make their move, and at that time, the Tianyuan Sect will be completely slaughtered.

Among those newly emerged demonic cultivators, not many strong individuals have emerged. If any sect is willing to lend a hand, they can work together to kill the first batch of strong individuals.

In the short term, the demonic cultivators will find it difficult to gain momentum, giving not only the Tianyuan Sect a chance to breathe, but also everyone else a chance to breathe.

Xu Wuhen sent out hundreds of letters and received hundreds of letters in return.

However, apart from Yihe Sect in Chen'an, there were also five or six small sects that had long been protected by Tianyuan Sect, none of them showed any intention of making a move.

What's most infuriating is that they would also use a long passage of obscure and difficult-to-understand classical Chinese to refuse. When the two of them read the letter, they were completely baffled. Finally, they learned from the middle that the other party would not send anyone to help them.

Since its founding, Tianyuan Sect has had many allies with whom it has ties, but all those who are considered influential on the mainland have retreated and are now hiding in the shadows, observing the situation closely.

No matter when or where, the fall of a superpower signifies the rise of a new force.

After being subservient for so long, they also want to become the boss and a force that can be threatened by no one.

Chen An's days were unchanging, consisting mainly of reading letters and cultivating his spiritual practice.

Although I was anxious, I had no good solution.

Ultimately, she couldn't wait any longer and decided to go out and look for opportunities.

After putting everything away and placing Fugui inside the dragon bone, Chen An went to find Xu Wuhen.

As soon as I reached the door, it opened automatically.

Chen An raised an eyebrow and glanced at Xu Wuhen, who was sitting there, before walking inside.

"What's the matter?"

Xu Wuhen's face was filled with anger, clearly indicating that he had been provoked by the demonic cultivator again.

Chen An didn't mince words, concealing their voices as he said, "I'm leaving."

Xu Wuhen had finally managed to calm himself down, but now he was angry again. He stared at the letter in front of him for a long time before saying, "Fine, but you have to keep your demonic cultivators."

Chen An sat down on the table in front of him, picked up an exquisite fan, opened it to reveal a delicate landscape painting. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that there were walls surrounding the painting. He smiled and asked, "Your home?"

Xu Wuhen nodded slightly, took the fan, and seemed to be dissatisfied.

Chen An gently stroked his right palm with his left hand and continued to ask, "Why not let your family take action?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Wuhen slowly closed his fan, stood up, and took a statue from the shelf behind him.

He held the statue in his hands and looked at it for a long time before slowly saying, "These are my father's remains."

Chen An wanted to touch it, but upon learning it was a corpse, he slowly lowered his raised hand. "What does this have to do with you not asking the family head for help?"

“When I broke through to the Two Elements, my life was hanging by a thread. It was my father who transferred most of his cultivation to me, which saved my life and gave me the qualification to continue cultivating.” A trace of guilt rose in Xu Wuhen’s eyes, but he hid it again: “The world does not know, but there are many strong people in the sects and families. How could they not know? In less than half a year, most of the family’s accumulated wealth was lost, and more than a thousand of the younger generation died or were injured.”

Chen An had never had family, but she could sense the bitterness in Xu Wuhen's heart. She wondered why he was telling her all this.

“I didn’t mean to bring up your painful memories. Demonic cultivators can stay here, but there’s no place for them. Don’t worry, I won’t betray you.”

Xu Wuhen's eyes dimmed. He was not a sentimental person and always believed that talking about these things would not relieve his own worries but would only add to the sorrow of others. Now it seemed that this was indeed the case.

"Tell me where your sect is located, and I'll let you go."

"You said it, no take-backs. Here's the map."

Chen An touched the dragon bone, took out a piece of white paper from it and handed it over. The paper detailed the locations of the major sects, including insurmountable barriers for ordinary people and sacred cultivation grounds.

The most eye-catching thing was the Yihe Sect in the very center, with its bright red five-pointed star standing out. But that position made Xu Wuhen's eyes go black, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "You built your sect on the main battlefield of the first Demon Extermination War?"

Chen An took the map, held it high, and muttered, "I was wondering why no one has built a sect in such a good place."

Xu Wuhen sighed and said, "The people who died here were all powerful figures from various forces. If someone finds out that you have built your sect on someone else's ancestral grave, then there will be quite a show to watch."

"They can't even send people to support the Tianyuan Sect, so why would I be afraid of them? Besides, your ancestor might be down there too, and you weren't angry, were you?"

Xu Wuhen remained silent, finding Chen An's personality increasingly endearing. Such courage was rare in the world, and if he could successfully achieve the Divine Transformation, he would surely surpass his own achievements in a short time.

"Keep it safe. I'm leaving. If I betray you, you must come and destroy the Yihe Sect before I'm killed by the demonic cultivators."

Closing the map, Chen An concealed his aura, vanished into nothingness, and disappeared before Xu Wuhen's eyes.

The originally smooth floor cracked open, revealing a blue hole the size of a person, which then slowly closed. Xu Wuhen placed his hand on the floor and could feel the overlapping of spaces.

But the feeling vanished in an instant.

With a slight frown, Xu Wuhen muttered to himself, "Strange and unusual techniques, I'll have her teach me sometime."