Although the human race and the demon race coexisted in this world, viewed each other as enemies, restrained each other, and had constant friction, it could still be considered a peaceful world on a macro level.

At least for the human cultivators in the upper echelons of the human race, the world was like this.

As for some unimportant news, such as a village being massacred by a ruthless big demon, a rare deer demon in a ravine being offered to the royal family as a gift, a sudden riot in a county town's Enchanted Garden, and the demon race rushing out of the garden slaughtering everyone in the city …

What did that have to do with the cultivators who were in seclusion in the sect?

As long as it wasn't a demon wave attacking the city or a gathering of big demons swarming the sect, the many disciples and elders could naturally ignore the outside world and focus on cultivating the Art of Immortality.

In their eyes, even the change of a dynasty wasn't considered big news. At most, they would sigh a few times and lament the hardships of the mortal world. They would be glad that they were able to leave the mortal world and pursue the Great Dao. That was all.

However, in recent years, a few major events had happened in the peaceful cultivation world.

The first was that the Elder Xie of the Tiangang Sect had publicly announced that he was leaving the sect.

The Tiangang Sect didn't announce the reason, but there were rumors among the people that Xie Ziyou was troubled by love. When he left the sect, he brought a pregnant snake demon with him.

This caused a huge uproar in the cultivation world. Some people righteously reprimanded Xie Ziyou for his bad conduct, for fighting with the lowly demon race and ruining the culture of the cultivation world.

Some people sourly said that snake demons were originally good at seduction. When they did that, their slender tails would wrap around the waist, and their moans would be moving. It was a unique style, and the Elder Xie wasn't a stupid person. He was clearly very lucky.

No matter how much they gossiped, after Xie Ziyou and his group left the Tiangang Sect, a thick fog suddenly appeared. It was misty and distant, and it sealed all the mountain passes they passed through. It also blocked the people sent by the Tiangang Sect to tail them.

The next morning, the fog gradually dispersed, and only the lush grass and tender morning dew could be seen in the mountains. They could no longer track Xie Ziyou and his group.

Not long after, the second thing happened.

Dozens of kilometers away from the Tiangang Sect, the Tiger Demon on the Omen Ridge was killed.

Omen Ridge was not originally called Omen Ridge. It was changed because of the arrival of the Tiger Demon.

This Tiger Demon was arrogant and despotic. It called itself the Tiger Roar. It had a cruel temperament and loved to eat people's hearts. The villages at the foot of the mountain suffered from it and had no choice but to migrate and seek protection from the Tiangang Sect.

The Tiangang Sect sent people to eliminate the demon, but they did not expect the tiger demon to be so agile. Seeing that the situation was not good, it immediately hid deep in the mountains, leaving the people who went to stop it empty-handed.

After this happened several times, the people of the Tiangang Sect started to get irritated.

They couldn't stand the pleas of the villagers, so they reluctantly sacrificed their cultivation time and came to catch demons. They originally wanted to earn some reputation for their sect, which would help them recruit disciples in the future.

Who knew that a mere tiger demon would be so troublesome to exterminate?

After missing their target once again, the monster hunting team angrily gave up.

I quit!

If they had the time, wouldn't it be better to run a few cycles of Qi?

Was the spiritual feast on the mountain not delicious, or was the scenery not charming enough? As cultivators, why did they have to suffer like this?

Anyway, it did not affect the Tiangang Sect. As long as it did not invade the territory of the Tiangang Sect, whoever wanted to exterminate the Tiger Demon could do so. The Tiangang Sect would not serve them!

The Tiangang Sect did not care and withdrew their people.

At the same time, the cultivators who were full of pent-up anger set up a boundary around the sect to keep the migrating villagers outside. They said that the villagers had evil spirits and would spoil the fengshui of the sect.

The villagers begged outside the boundary, kowtowed like they were pounding garlic, and their cries resounded through the sky. However, the cultivators were not moved at all.

Their pleas were fruitless, and the poor and destitute villagers could only support each other and stagger away.

Not long after, the news that the Tiger Demon had been exterminated came.

The people of the Tiangang Sect were speechless.

They did not think it was a big deal, but now that they had been outdone, the cultivators of the Tiangang Sect were angry and felt humiliated.

They sent people again to get the villagers back to express their gratitude. At the same time, they followed these people to the Omen Ridge to find out what had happened.

They did not find the villagers.

They did not even find the Omen Ridge.

The villagers and the mountaintop seemed to have disappeared into thin air, and the light in the entire mountain range had undergone a wonderful change. When the cultivators walked in the mountain range, the ancient trees by the roadside were swaying gently, and as far as the eye could see, there was an endless surging forest. The rocks and the mountain scenery seemed to have been carved from the same mold, so much so that after walking in circles for several days, they inexplicably returned to the original place even though they were walking in a straight line along the mountain path.

This matter was too mysterious. After the cultivators of the Tiangang Sect discussed it, they suspected that an unknown secret realm had appeared. Therefore, they sent disciples with high cultivation to investigate.

However, the disciples came in batches. In the end, they even asked several elders to come out of the mountain, but they all came back with the same conclusion. They could not feel the clear fluctuation of Xuan Li.

Not only was there no clear fluctuation of Xuan Li, but they also felt that the concentration of Xuan Qi in the mountain continued to decrease. It was as if all the Xuan Qi had changed its flow direction overnight and scattered in all directions, leaving a huge hole in the center.

It was very puzzling.

At first, Tiangang Sect did not believe in heresy and sent disciples to investigate every few months. However, as they returned without success again and again, the exploration time gradually extended to once every three months, once every half a year, and finally once a year...

The investigation finally stopped after ten years.

The name of the Omen Ridge faded from the world. Few people knew that many years ago, there was a mountain outside the sect with a Tiger Demon on it.

…

For cultivators with long lifespans, ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

But for the common people, ten years was enough for a babbling child to grow into a vigorous young man. Tiangang Sect reopened the mountain gate, ushering in a brand new batch of candidate disciples. Their clothes were as bright and beautiful as always, each and every one of them was full of vitality, with delicate features and bright clothes. When they looked at the towering mountain peak, their eyes seemed to flash.

Boys and girls of the right age lined up in a long line, waiting for the test results.

Not long after, a disciple in green walked out of the mountain gate with a golden scroll in his hand. He coughed softly and slowly read out the names on it.

As the names were read out one by one, there were people who rushed into the sect cheering, while there were also people who went back dejectedly.

Wu He was one of the dejected-looking people.

He waited for a long time but did not hear his name. He hung his head in annoyance and clutched the corner of his clothes tightly.

Although he was wearing a brocade robe, the color had been washed away. There were a few holes in it, and the original precious cloth could not be found. They could only cut a few pieces of coarse cloth to fill in the holes, which made the young man look somewhat out of place.

When he was mixed in with a group of people of the same age who were shining with glory, the sense of incongruity became even more prominent. He was like a little chicken that had mistakenly entered a flock of cranes.

Along the way, Wu He did receive countless supercilious looks and ridicule.

He could only grit his teeth and endure.

His family had declined, and this was the only clothing he could barely afford. Joining the Tiangang Sect was the only chance for the young man to save himself. Now that he could not join the sect, he was afraid that from now on, he could only … wander alone.

Thinking of the miserable life in the future, Wu He turned pale and helplessly hugged his arms.

He was absent-minded and staggered along the mountain path. He did not know how long he had to walk or where he was going.

… If he encountered a cliff, he might as well jump down and be done with it.

However, when he really encountered a cliff, Wu He hesitated.

No, no.

I'm still young. I don't want to die!

The cold wind blew past his cheeks like a knife. The young man collapsed on the mountain peak and looked at the bottomless cliff. He was so sad that he could not help but burst into tears.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, a puzzled call came from behind him. Then, the sound of footsteps came closer and stopped beside Wu He.

The person was puzzled. "Let's go. Aren't we home? Why are you crying?"

Wu He was immersed in pain and only cared about crying. He turned a deaf ear to the person beside him.

The person patiently waited for a while and felt a little helpless.

"Well, sorry."

He deliberated his tone and tried to use a gentle tone. "If you want to cry, can you move aside a little and not block the middle of the road?"

The middle of the road?

Wu He felt stifled in his chest. As he sobbed, he abruptly turned his head and fiercely rolled his eyes at the person who had come.

He was standing on the edge of the cliff. If he took a step forward, he would fall off the cliff. Where was the road?

The person who came squatted down beside him and sighed.

"I understand. You are not from the Taoyuan Sect. You want to commit suicide, right?"

"… I don't want to commit suicide!"

This sentence was shouted in a hurry. Wu He choked on his saliva. He covered his mouth and coughed violently. However, he did not forget to stare fiercely at the person who came.

It was a very handsome young man. His facial features were clear and his eyes were clear. His long hair was tied up neatly behind him. It swayed gently in the wind and emitted a bright diamond-like light.

"If you don't want to commit suicide, why are you blocking the way and crying?" He smiled and said, "Do you … have nowhere to go?"

Wu He glared at him fiercely.

— — Does this person know how to talk? He only knows how to expose other people's scars?

He only cared about coughing and did not speak. However, the more turbulent tears in his eyes exposed everything.

The person looked at Wu He with a slightly absent-minded expression, as if he was recalling something from a long time ago. He sighed and shook his head.

He stepped forward and pulled Wu He's sleeve.

"Let's go. I will take you around the Taoyuan Sect.

If you like, it will be your home in the future. I will be your referral … Cough. Although You you said that the Taoyuan Sect is not yet ready to expand, I will discuss with him. It should not be a problem to ask for a few more places. "

The young man's long-winded whispers were in his ears. Wu He was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, a strong force suddenly pulled him down the cliff. A whirlwind suddenly appeared, and the two of them were suddenly lifted into the air!

The young man actually pulled him down the cliff!

"F * ck, you are crazy!"

Wu He struggled with all his might, but he could not use the air. When he opened his mouth, a fierce wind poured into his throat, cutting his soft throat painfully.

However, he endured the pain in his throat and shouted crazily, "If you want to die, die by yourself. Don't drag me down. I don't want to die!"

The young man looked at him in confusion and mouthed something.

"What did you say?"

Wu He's chest was about to explode.

"I said, I — don't — want —"

Before he could finish shouting the word "die" at the top of his lungs, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

It was as if they had fallen into a soft cloud. The warm wind gently lifted their bodies. Like two broad palms, it pulled them up slowly and finally landed steadily on the ground.

The word "die" was stuck in Wu He's throat.

His pupils violently contracted, and his eyes shone with disbelief.

On the side, Xie Heng picked his ear and said doubtfully, "The wind is strong. If you have something to say, you can say it later. What did you say just now?"

"I, I …"

Wu He's voice trembled. Every syllable was trembling. Together with the jubilant spiraling wind, he floated into the distance.

In front of him was a snow-white wall.

And not far away, there was a city.

It was a city made of materials he had never seen before. It seemed to shine under the sun.

There were people coming and going in the city. There were even demons. They did not hide their identities. They openly exposed their ears or tails and walked openly on the street, smiling and greeting the passing residents.

Wu He was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment.

On the side, Hsieh Hung-ke smiled in understanding, considerately giving him time to react.

She only said a few words lightly, but faintly with pride.

"Welcome … to Taoyuan."