Chapter 28 Jiang Xiaobai, who has been practicing for two and a half years "Boss, there are four disciples from the Xuanshi Sect, all of them are in the Qi Refining Stage. I feel like we are doomed." "Don't panic. The enemy is in the open while I am in the dark. They may not know that we are from the Blood Soul Valley." "Every time I lose, I threaten the other party, saying that we in the Blood Soul Valley will kill your entire family sooner or later." Ding Zhen: “?” The magic trio, who had been happy for 10 days, was now sitting on pins and needles. "What a bullshit Demon Lord Competition! Isn't this a deliberate setup to catch the three of us?" "I am really impressed. The three people in hiding of Xuanshi Sect are so cunning every time they get the identity of a demon. They lie without blushing. How could they be disciples of a famous and upright sect!?" "How about we find a chance to sneak away?" Ding Zhen raised a finger and shook it: "No, the disciples of Xuanshi Sect are watching us. If we don't participate in the competition next time and suddenly run away, it will attract attention. Now they may not think we are real demons."

"Besides, the market is about to open, and these people are our targets. We have not yet completed the task of recruiting talents for the Blood Soul Valley. After we have recruited the people we want, we will directly bury the blood explosion mine array at the opening site of the market and destroy it." After hearing what the boss said, the two subordinates stared at each other. “Who to recruit?” Ding Zhen: "Absorb those independent cultivators who are devoted to the path of evil!" "Boss, there are so many independent cultivators in this city. Who doesn't look more like a demon than us? Except for Bai Heyu, the other three Xuanshi Sect disciples have more tricks than us. They are so dirty when it comes to deceiving people." "The three of us are as upright as upright disciples." Ding Zhen: “.” Good news: they are all magic seeds. Bad news: I'm decent. The three fell into serious self-doubt. At this time, the entire plan was proceeding in an orderly manner just as Yang Keun Suk had set it. Because he could look through the character cards, Yang Genshuo had already discovered the three members of the Demon Cult in the Blood Soul Valley. He told Yang Shi not to get too close to the three people and took precautions in advance. Yang Shi put black tea and fine white sugar in the pot, heated it over low heat, and stir-fried until caramel bubbles appeared. He then poured in fresh milk and brought it to a boil. Take out 3 more strawberries and crush them in a tall cup. Place a colander on the rim of the cup, pour in the freshly made milk caramel tea, and skim off the tea leaves. "Fairy, please enjoy the strawberry milk tea." Murong Zi Yan nodded lightly without saying anything more. When Yang Shi went down, her nose twitched slightly as she smelled the unique aroma of milk tea. Her face instantly became as bright as spring, as if she was a child who had found a snack. Take a sip and the fragrance will linger on your lips and teeth, making your eyebrows curl. After drinking the whole cup of milk tea without stopping, Murong Ziyan still felt unsatisfied.

She stuck out her pink tongue and rolled a few drops of white from the corners of her mouth into her mouth, revealing a sweet smile. But this sweet smile only lasted for a moment, and then she turned back into the cold and aloof appearance of the eldest senior sister. "This mortal has some talent." This freshly made milk tea naturally tastes much better than brewed milk tea powder. Yang Genshuo learned it by searching on Douyin and then taught it to Yang Shi. Although Murong Zi Yan set up a formation to prevent peeping, it couldn't stop Yang Genshuo! As long as he is within 100 meters of Yang Shi, he can see every detail in 360 degrees without blind spots! If Murong Ziyan hadn't worn it so tightly. Hum~ Although he was not able to feast his eyes on her, Yang Genshuo naturally understood Murong Ziyan's preferences. Just like the old beggar at the seventh level of Qi training who pretends to be pitiful at the door every day, letting Yang Shi feed him every day. Even if you don't use it, you can still create a good relationship. "Yang Shi, tomorrow is the final of the Demon Lord Competition. Tonight, let Brother Ni move the things he has built over here, and we will make the final decision tomorrow." "Yes, ancestor, Yang Shi will never let you down! This will definitely happen!" After spending so many days with the casual cultivators, Yang Shi's reputation has continued to accumulate and he has already gained considerable say. His professional knowledge in Three Kingdoms and Werewolf made him the highest authority on these two board games. He was very clear in resolving various disputes, never afraid of the strong, and never favored the weak. He was very fair, and the casual practitioners all saw it. Many people lamented that Yang Shi was a good candidate for cultivating immortals, but unfortunately he had no spiritual roots. As night fell, some mortals in Qingshi County entered and exited the streets, and a major transformation was taking place. The casual cultivators have little interest in the affairs of mortals, and almost no one cares what they are doing. The next day, Yang Shi stood on the stone table. "I declare that today, the finals of the Demon Lord Contest of Demon Killing officially begins!" "The 12 people with the highest points from these days of fighting will compete for the title of Demon Lord!" "Please take your seats!" The 12 strongest men took their seats, including Bai Heyu and Ding Zhen. Bai Heyu relied on his own thick skin to force his way into a position in the top 12. Others saw that he was busy making stone tables, masks, and performing silencing techniques in every game, so they gave him some points. Ding Zhen got in based on his real strength! Because his voice was very attractive and had the mysterious aura of a demon, and his announcement was full of atmosphere, Bai Heyu chose him as the host of the finals. There is no way Ding Zhen can make it to the finals. The three of them kill their entire family at any time, and the total score is not enough to make it to the top 3. This made Ding Zhen very uncomfortable. Because his original plan was to go to the Baishui River Sanxiu Market to ambush the explosive formation today and cause a large wave of destruction tomorrow. As a result, he was asked to be the host for a day today, and he didn't dare to refuse. As for the two men he brought with him, Ding Zhen was afraid that they would blow him up and send him into the Soul Refining Banner when they were setting up the formation. After an exciting day of competition Xuanshi Sect disciple Bai Heyu lived up to expectations and achieved a good result of being among the top 12! But he remained energetic and took the initiative to ask to be the award presenter for the final.

"I declare! The champion of the first Demon Lord Contest is Jiang Xiaobai!" "Congratulations, little sister!" "I will give you this Flowing Water Sword." A medium-grade magical weapon, the Flowing Water Sword. Watching sword flowers in the fog, the sword intent is hidden in the mist. After Jiang Xiaobai got it, he excitedly waved it towards Yang Shi in the audience. "Brother, I did it!" Everyone saw her as a young woman, but forgot her true identity: The owner of Yang's Tabletop Game Teahouse, Yang Shi's direct disciple, and a master who has been practicing magic for 2 and a half years. Her magic killing skills are far beyond the reach of these casual cultivators. Winning the championship is also what everyone expected. There is no cheating in board games. Her victory based on her skills will only make people convinced and feel very happy. After the cheers and excitement, many independent cultivators couldn't help but sigh. "From the Demonic Path Killing, I learned a truth: no matter how wonderful others' words are, their actions cannot be false. From today on, I will only observe people's actions and not listen to their words." "I have been practicing for 30 years, and this is the first time I can completely relax and enjoy life." "In the past half month, I have collaborated with others more times than I have in half my life. My fellow Taoists are all so knowledgeable. I have learned a lot." "It's a pity that all this is like a bubble, bursting at the slightest touch. Tomorrow, fellow Taoists will go to the market to meet. I just hope that after we exchange our cultivation food and supplies, you can show some leniency and not take action." "The immortal path is cruel. Such a beautiful day is just an illusion to you and me. But once we get out of this illusion, I'm afraid we'll have to fight to see the truth." At this time, everyone remembered that they came here for the food and supplies for cultivating immortals. How can transactions in the market be safe? The market is maintained by the owner of the market, so everyone can maintain their dignity. But once you leave the market and go into the woods, anyone can turn into a demon and kill people and steal treasures. Just as everyone was sighing, Yang Shi jumped onto the stone table. "Seniors, can you please give me some advice on this market transaction?" (End of this chapter)