"The road to the devil's battle is not smooth. You must persevere." As soon as Mr. Zeng finished speaking, the closed window suddenly opened.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and a bright light suddenly emerged from the soles of Mr. Zeng's feet, and then Mr. Zeng quickly left from the window.
At this time, Du Xuan was still thinking about it, but he saw that Mr. Zeng had disappeared.
Looking at the ring in his hand, Du Xuan's mood was a little complicated. He obviously wanted to kill this old man right away, but he seemed to be a little grateful.
Hum! Stupid!
Du Xuan scolded himself fiercely in his heart. The rising martial arts genius was now reduced to a mere demon cultivator, and yet he was still grateful! Idiot! You must kill this old man!
Demon Saint?
Hum, I, Du Xuan, can definitely do it! When I, Du Xuan, become a Demon Saint, that will be the day when you, the old thief Zeng, die!
****
Early next morning.
Ah San came to the door of Du Xuan's room, sighed softly, and was about to knock on the door, but the door opened first. Du Xuan appeared in front of him, standing at the door full of energy.
"Young Master." Ah San looked at Du Xuan in surprise, unable to believe his eyes.
At this time, Du Xuan was not as decadent as before. He was smiling slightly, and instead felt as high-spirited as before.
Du Xuan chuckled twice and said: "Ah San, look at what's different about me?"
Ah San was stunned for a moment, then quickly sensed it carefully.
Soon, Ah San opened his eyes wide, grabbed Du Xuan's shoulders, and said excitedly: "Master! Your martial spirit is back?!"
Du Xuan rolled his eyes and said, "Take a closer look."
Ah San was stunned again, and then he felt it carefully again. He saw that the coercion emanating from Du Xuan's meridian was not martial energy at all, but actually demonic energy!
After figuring it out, Ah San couldn't help but take a breath of air and asked blankly: "Master, you, are you a demon cultivator?"
Du Xuan nodded and said: "Yeah, it's very strange! When I woke up in the morning, I found that my meridians had been restored as before, but the martial energy in my body had turned into demonic energy. Haha, it's a blessing among misfortunes, my God
Still leave me the same skill."
That night, Du Xuan had woken up from his anger and shock.
Du Xuan knew that the demon cultivators in the Du Mansion were far inferior in status to the martial cultivators. The reason was that they were too weak to rush on the battlefield. They were all refining medicine and weapons.
useless person.
Therefore, instead of returning to Du Mansion, it is better to go to the Demon Valley, the Holy Land of Demon Cultivation, to practice quietly and wait for success.
In addition, regarding Mr. Zeng and revenge. Du Xuan also understands that Mr. Zeng is so elusive that he doesn’t know his true identity. Even if the palace masters and grandfathers know about it, it will be difficult to take revenge. It is better to wait until he has completed his cultivation and become a demon saint, and then kill him with his own hands.
Got this old man.
Therefore, Du Xuan did not intend to tell anyone what happened last night.
Ah San was really surprised by this turn of events. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. How could Du Xuan suddenly become a demon cultivator? How could there be such a strange thing in the world!
However, although Du Xuan is no longer a useless person, this demon cultivator...hey! He is not much better than ordinary people.
However, how can you say this?
After a while, Ah San came back to his senses and said hurriedly: "Master! Let's go back to the Du Mansion. The head of the house and the master of the house will be extremely happy when they know about it!"
Unexpectedly, Du Xuan did not move, shook his head, and said word by word: "Ah San, I will not go back to Du Mansion. Even if I am not a disabled person now, the magic cultivator is far inferior to the martial arts cultivator. So, I decided to go
Cultivation in the Demon Valley.”
Ah! Ah San was shocked again.
After thinking about it carefully, it seems that Young Master Du Xuan still understands the weakness of magic cultivators. Even if he returns to Du Mansion, when he reaches the first level of magician training, he will at most arrange to refine medicine. In the future, it will be difficult for him to do it in the hands of Du Mansion.
Hold real power.
Seeing that Ah San was still in a daze, Du Xuan said again: "Let's go and eat something, I'm starving. After a while, you will go back to Du Mansion and tell my parents and grandfather about my situation. I will go to the Magic Valley."
, I will return to Du Mansion after I have completed my cultivation."
Ah San came back to his senses and said: "Master, I will take you to the Demon Valley. It is a long way to the Demon Valley. You have just become a demon cultivator, so you must be protected by someone."
Du Xuan thought for a moment, but did not refuse.
After breakfast, Ah San drove the carriage and the destination was changed to Magic Valley.
The Demon Valley is far away from the Jiudian, at the junction of the Yan Clan and the Sun Family Fort. It must span the entire territory of the Nine Halls. Even if the carriages and horses don't stop, it will take almost two months to get there.
Therefore, Ah San decided to go to Caiyun City first and ask the city lord for some money. It would be best if he could send more guards to escort Du Xuan to the Demon Valley.
At the same time, Ah San also quietly released a carrier pigeon to inform the family leader Du Pengyu about the incident.
****
One day later, Du Mansion.
Du Xuan's father, Du Pengyu, went to the Young Training Gate as usual to supervise the training. Today, not long after arriving at the Young Training Gate, he received a carrier pigeon from Asan.
Ah San had only escorted Du Xuan for two days when a carrier pigeon arrived. It must have been something unexpected. However, the escort he secretly sent did not receive any return. Du Pengyu frowned slightly, quickly took off the mailbox, and couldn't wait to open it.
Slowly, Du Pengyu's expression became extremely shocked.
After a while, Du Pengyu came back to his senses. Then, he suddenly jumped over the roof and went straight to the courtyard of the palace master Du Zhimu. He left behind a group of people from the Shaoxun Sect not far away, who were all surprised.
At this time, Du Zhimu was enjoying tea in the courtyard when he suddenly felt someone walking through the air not far away, and the person's aura was that of Du Pengyu. Du Zhimu was quite strange. It was so early in the morning that Du Pengyu was not at Shaoxunmen.
Why are you running here in such a hurry?
A moment later, Du Pengyu landed in the courtyard and walked quickly towards Du Zhimu, who was looking at him. He ignored the etiquette and said anxiously: "Father! Ah San just sent a letter saying that Xuan'er accidentally became a demon cultivator yesterday and was going to the demon cultivator.
Valley practice!”
"What!" Du Zhimu stood up with a swish, his teacup fell to the ground and shattered, and he looked at Du Pengyu in disbelief.
Du Pengyu straightened his expression and continued: "Yes, Xuan'er suddenly became a demon cultivator. Ah San also said that the two of them were heading to Caiyun City at this time and hoped that we could send a letter to the lord of Caiyun City to provide some money and guards.
.”
Du Zhimu was speechless in surprise. He grabbed the letter in Du Pengyu's hand and read it himself.
For a moment, Du Zhimu tried to calm down the excitement in his heart and murmured: "This Xuan'er is really, really, incredible. There are such weird things in the world."
Then, he immediately ordered: "Immediately send a message to Caiyun City by flying pigeons, and send out all the guards in the city who are above the fifth level of law to escort Du Xuan to the Demon Valley. Make sure that Du Xuan reaches the Demon Valley safely. In addition, Caiyun City is required to report this matter
It must be kept secret and no one else should know about it. If anything goes wrong, come to me and see me! Go quickly!"
"Yes!" Du Pengyu said with cupped hands, not daring to delay, and immediately jumped up and rushed to send letters and pass messages.
Du Zhimu sat down and murmured: "Demon cultivator? Could it be that the old man who gave Du Xuan the Overlord Pill that day was from the Demon Valley and deliberately wanted to harm me, Xuan'er! Humph!"