I have the face of a great demon.

After several days of travel, Liu Xingchen and his two companions finally found a small town.

Compared to the bustling towns in the main territory, this small town appeared particularly desolate and dilapidated.

The three stood at the entrance of the town, surveying the scene before them.

The streets of the small town were sparsely populated, a stark contrast to the bustling and lively scenes in the main streets.

People's faces were almost devoid of smiles; each one wore a bitter expression, as if the burdens of life were suffocating them.

Occasionally, a few pedestrians would hurry by, heads down, avoiding eye contact.

Most of the buildings are low-rise mud-brick houses with cracked walls and sparse, dilapidated thatched roofs.

There were very few shops on both sides of the street, most of them were simple little shops selling basic daily necessities.

However, there were quite a few people setting up stalls on both sides of the street, selling some homegrown vegetables, fruits, and homemade dry food.

Liu Xingchen and the other two exchanged glances, all understanding that the living conditions here were indeed very poor.

Ye Sisi said softly, "The people here seem to be living a very hard life, completely different from the small towns in our righteous territory."

Tie Zhu nodded and said, "Yes, there isn't even a decent shop here, but there are quite a few people setting up stalls. However, this also provides us with an opportunity to replenish our food and daily necessities."

Liu Xingchen smiled slightly and said, "Well said, we just happen to need to replenish some supplies. Let's go in and take a look."

The three entered the town and walked slowly along the street. They tried to keep a low profile and avoid attracting unnecessary attention.

Along the way, they mostly saw taciturn residents, with a few children occasionally running past them, their faces showing a mixture of curiosity and wariness.

In the territory of the demonic cultivators, the lives of ordinary people were like living in hell.

They were treated like livestock by the demonic cultivators, with no dignity or freedom whatsoever.

To satisfy their desires and the needs of their cultivation, demonic cultivators often arbitrarily manipulate the common people, and even kill them mercilessly when necessary.

This precarious existence left the people living in fear and despair every day, with no hope in sight.

As Liu Xingchen and his two companions walked along the streets of the small town, they felt a heavy weight in their hearts upon seeing the numb and weary expressions of the surrounding residents.

Although they deeply sympathized with these people, they were powerless to help them.

Dealing with a mere Blood Demon Child is manageable, but eradicating the entire demonic path and saving all the people is nothing short of a pipe dream.

Along the way, they occasionally encountered a few people from the demonic path, including demonic cultivators who exuded a sinister demonic aura and cultivators with fierce appearances.

Liu Xingchen and the other two whispered among themselves, "These must be the righteous cultivators who defected to the demonic territory."

"They've already defected, so what kind of righteous cultivators are they? Everyone calls them heretical cultivators."

"These people don't look like good people."

"That's right. Although the cultivation techniques they practice are not demonic, their behavior is no different from that of demonic cultivators. They are all evil people."

They were talking about the demonic cultivators who were passing by, unaware that the demonic cultivators were also observing them.

"Three unfamiliar cultivators? Could they be the three people the Ghost Nether Demon Lord has put a bounty on for?

"It doesn't seem like it. All three are men: a skinny old Taoist priest, a weak young man, and only the big guy matches up."

"If only one person can match it, then that person is probably not the one that Ghost Nether Demon Lord is looking for."

This was also thanks to Liu Xingchen and Ye Sisi changing their attire, making it difficult for the people of the demonic path to recognize them.

Liu Xingchen and his group brushed past the demonic cultivators without any conflict.

After purchasing some necessary supplies along the way, Liu Xingchen and his two companions discovered a luxurious building in the center of the town, which stood in stark contrast to the dilapidated houses around it.

The building's exterior walls were painted dark black and engraved with strange runes, giving it an air of mystery.

A sign hangs at the entrance that reads "Secret Treasure Pavilion".

The three exchanged glances, all feeling a sense of curiosity.

When they first saw a shop run by people from the demonic path, they decided to go in and take a look on a whim.

Pushing open the door, a chilling aura rushed out.

The store was dark and cramped, and the air was filled with a pungent smell.

The shop was surrounded by various shelves, displaying all sorts of monk supplies.

Liu Xingchen and the other two carefully examined the items, and couldn't help but feel nauseous.

The first thing that catches the eye is a series of large porcelain vases haphazardly placed on the shelves, some with their mouths open, allowing guests to see what's inside.

The three of them took a closer look and almost vomited.

The porcelain bottle contained human organs.

It's disgusting that demonic cultivators would use these things to refine magical artifacts.

There were also rows of blood-red crystals. These crystals emitted a faint red glow, and their surfaces were covered with eerie blood streaks, making them appear particularly sinister.

Ye Sisi said in a low voice, "These blood-red crystals must have been refined using the blood of innocent lives. It's extremely cruel for demonic cultivators to use these crystals for cultivation."

Liu Xingchen frowned and said, "Yes, this kind of crystal is not only evil, but also has a strong bloody smell. I really can't imagine how the demonic cultivators can tolerate this aura."

Tie Zhu pointed to a row of black magical artifacts on the shelf and said, "Look at these artifacts, they're covered in evil runes. These must be used to harm people, right?"

This shop sells only things used by demonic cultivators, which Liu Xingchen and his companions have no use for and don't even want to look at. They only glanced at it briefly before they couldn't stand it anymore and quickly left this awful place.

Just as Liu Xingchen and his two companions were about to leave the shop, the shopkeeper, a pale-faced, emaciated demonic cultivator, noticed them.

He saw the three people enter the store, look around, and not buy anything, which made him feel somewhat disappointed.

However, as he carefully observed the three men, a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoists, please take care." The innkeeper's voice suddenly rang out, carrying a hint of hoarseness and coldness.

He slowly walked out from behind the counter, his eyes scrutinizing Liu Xingchen and the other two.

Liu Xingchen and his two companions stopped and turned to look at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's gaze swept back and forth between the three men, finally settling on Tie Zhu.

He noticed Tie Zhu's tall and muscular build and youthful face. His eyes lit up, and he quickly took out a piece of paper, glanced at it, and exclaimed.

"Alright, so you're the people the Demon Lord has put a bounty on."

Although only Tie Zhu among the three matched the image in the wanted poster, and the other two did not, the shopkeeper did not care about that and caught one as many as possible.

Besides, even if the other two aren't the people on the bounty list, they're still accomplices and might receive some rewards as well.

Let's take it first and talk about the rest later.