Chapter 153 ·If I Reach the Tribulation Crossing Realm, Why Should I Not Slaughter All Demons of This World?

Feng ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍Jiuge looked toward the black-robed man.

A ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍distance of three zhang—not too far, not too close.

Just ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍enough for the other party to launch a sneak attack, and also just enough for him to flee.

But ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the man’s next words temporarily suppressed Feng Jiuge’s urge to run.

“Little ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍fellow, tell this seat—are you human, or demon?”

Feng ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Jiuge was momentarily stunned.

Then he burst into laughter.

At first it was a light chuckle, then loud laughter, utterly unrestrained.

So much so that the vertical eye on the black-robed man’s forehead opened slightly wider.

“Am I human or demon?”

Feng Jiuge’s laughter gradually faded. The appearance of the demon Red Bone receded like a tide, revealing his original appearance.

Sword-like brows, starry eyes, and a face as refined as carved jade.

The spiritual energy around his body was pure and clear, without the slightest trace of demonic qi.

“I am naturally human.”

Feng Jiuge stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.

He had long anticipated this day.

Ever since he slaughtered that demon tribe during the first year, he had known that sooner or later, great powers of the Demon Realm would notice him.

After all, demon tribes disappearing one after another, with hundreds of thousands of demons vanishing without a trace—such matters could be hidden for a time, but not forever.

Those old monsters of the Demon Realm at the Great Ascension and Tribulation Crossing Realms were not blind.

But was he afraid?

No.

Feng Jiuge had always possessed absolute confidence in his movement techniques.

Back in the Spirit Realm, he had once been jointly hunted by three Great Ascension Realm old demons and still managed to escape alive.

Those three old demons had pursued him for three entire months, from the Northern Plains to the Western Wasteland, then from the Western Wasteland to the Central Lands, only to helplessly watch him flee into a secret realm in the end.

Without such means of escape, how would he dare act so recklessly in the Demon Realm?

After slaughtering hundreds of thousands of demons, he had still safely survived until now.

That was not luck.

That was skill.

The black-robed man watched Feng Jiuge’s fearless appearance and chuckled softly.

“As expected, quite interesting.”

“Do you know? Ever since you slaughtered that small tribe of over three hundred members during your first year, this seat has already taken notice of you.”

Feng Jiuge raised a brow.

“Because that tribe was near the territory of the human forces protected by this seat.”

“The people you rescued from there were brought into this seat’s territory.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiuge’s gaze sharpened slightly.

He realized something and carefully examined the black-robed man once more.

A vertical eye on his forehead, an appearance similar to the demon race, yet those words just now sounded strange.

What did he mean by “the human forces protected by this seat”?

What did he mean by “this seat’s territory”?

Thoughts rapidly spun through Feng Jiuge’s mind, though his expression revealed nothing. He merely said indifferently, “Then who exactly are you?”

The black-robed man stood with his hands behind his back and calmly replied, “This seat’s surname is Chu, with the given name Xiu.”

“Peak Tribulation Crossing Realm. In this Demon Realm, I can barely be considered someone of significance.”

“As for this appearance…”

“It is the result of the cultivation technique I practice.”

“Although the Demon Realm also possesses spiritual energy, it is ultimately dominated by demonic qi. To cultivate quickly in this world, one must either absorb demonic qi or cultivate demonic arts.”

“This seat chose the latter.”

“And after cultivating for long enough, I ended up becoming this half-human, half-demon appearance.”

Feng Jiuge fell silent for a moment before asking, “Then now, are you considered human, or demon?”

Chu Xiu raised his eyes to look at him. Within the vertical eye on his forehead was reflected Feng Jiuge’s figure.

“This body of mine may be demonic, but this heart has always been human.”

“Otherwise, why do you think this seat has remained trapped at peak Tribulation Crossing Realm for so many years, refusing to ascend?”

Feng Jiuge’s heart stirred slightly.

Ascension.

Naturally, he knew those two words well.

For cultivators, above the Transformation Spirit Realm was the Void Refinement Realm, above Void Refinement was the Integration Realm, above Integration was the Great Ascension Realm, and above Great Ascension was the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

Once one overcame the heavenly tribulation, one could ascend to the Immortal Realm and become a Human Immortal.

The person before him was at peak Tribulation Crossing Realm. Clearly, he could ascend, yet he remained within the Demon Realm.

Why?

The answer was obvious.

“This seat cannot let go of the human race in this world.”

“The Demon Realm is vast, with countless living beings. Though the human race is weak, they have still multiplied and survived until now, struggling on in barren mountains and foul waters.”

“If this seat ascends, who will protect them?”

Feng Jiuge frowned. “Can you protect them all by yourself?”

Chu Xiu shook his head. “Naturally not.”

“There are approximately one hundred peak Tribulation Crossing Realm demons in the Demon Realm.”

“And on the human side, including this seat, there are only eight peak Tribulation Crossing cultivators.”

“One hundred against eight.”

“If a true war breaks out, the human side would not last more than three days.”

Hearing this, Feng Jiuge frowned even more deeply. “Then why do the demons not join forces and eradicate all eight of you together?”

Chu Xiu laughed.

“Because the demon race is not united either.”

“The Eastern Region’s Blood Pupil Demon Clan, the Western Region’s Silver Moon Demon Clan, the Southern Region’s Black Scale Demon Clan, the Northern Region’s Ice Soul Demon Clan, and the Central Region’s Sacred City.”

“These five major powers have openly and secretly fought each other for countless years.”

“Although they all regard humans as ants, if you ask them to unite and exhaust themselves fighting eight Tribulation Crossing cultivators of the human race to the death…”

“Who would be willing to use their own Tribulation Crossing ancestors to fill that pit?”

“What if their ancestor dies in battle? Who would they seek justice from then?”

Feng Jiuge immediately understood.

Was this not exactly the same as those righteous sects in the Spirit Realm?

They shouted slogans about slaying demons and defending justice, but when it truly came time to risk their lives, every single one cherished their own life more than anyone else.

Were the hypocrites he had killed in the Spirit Realm not exactly like this?

Chu Xiu looked at him and continued asking about his previous doubt.

“Boy, you still haven’t answered this seat’s other question.”

“You’ve killed so many demons, yet you aren’t burdened by karmic force.”

“Instead, your cultivation continues advancing?”

“Why is that?”

Feng Jiuge remained silent for a moment and did not answer.

Seeing this, Chu Xiu did not continue pressing the matter.

“Very well. If you do not wish to speak, this seat will not ask further.”

“However, your spiritual energy is pure and clear, unlike any human cultivator this seat has ever seen.”

“You are not from this world, correct?”

Feng Jiuge’s pupils contracted slightly.

Chu Xiu continued, “Do not be nervous. This seat can tell because the cultivation technique I practice is extremely sensitive to spiritual energy auras.”

“Your spiritual energy is absurdly pure. It was clearly cultivated in a world rich with spiritual energy.”

“Although the Demon Realm also contains spiritual energy, it is far inferior to the density of demonic qi. Anyone born and raised in this world would inevitably have traces of demonic qi mixed within their spiritual energy.”

“Just like this seat.”

He raised a hand, and a strand of dim light appeared at his fingertips. Within that light was a faint dark-red hue—the sign of spiritual energy mixed with demonic qi.

Feng Jiuge remained silent for a moment before finally speaking.

“Senior’s guess is correct. I truly am not from this world.”

Chu Xiu showed no surprise and merely nodded slightly.

“As expected.”

He then asked, “Which world do you come from then? The Spirit Realm? Or the Demon Realm?”

Feng Jiuge answered, “The Spirit Realm.”

A trace of reminiscence flashed through Chu Xiu’s eyes.

“The Spirit Realm… this seat has heard of that world. It is said that the human race flourishes there, while the spirit race has declined instead.”

Feng Jiuge nodded. “Precisely.”

Chu Xiu looked at him again and asked, “How did you come to the Demon Realm?”

“As far as this seat knows, the barriers between middle worlds are heavily sealed. Even peak Tribulation Crossing cultivators cannot break through world barriers and travel between worlds.”

“Only after one’s cultivation reaches the Human Immortal Realm and ascends to the Immortal Realm can one suppress one’s cultivation through special means and travel to whichever lower world one wishes.”

“However, doing so is rejected by the Heavenly Dao. Heavenly lightning may descend at any moment, leaving one with only a slim chance of survival.”

“With your Void Refinement Late Stage cultivation, it should be impossible for you to break through the world barrier yourself.”

Feng Jiuge did not hide anything and recounted the matter of the jade slip.

After listening, Chu Xiu fell silent for a long while before slowly saying, “That jade slip was most likely the handiwork of some great power from the Immortal Realm.”

“Only existences of that level could possess the ability to refine a secret treasure capable of crossing world barriers.”

“The fact that you obtained it is your fortunate opportunity.”

Feng Jiuge nodded. “Since Senior has seen through my origins and observed me for two years, may I ask what purpose Senior has in revealing yourself today?”

Chu Xiu looked at him and solemnly said, “This seat revealed himself today to tell you…”

“You may kill as many demons as you wish. From now on, there is no need to continue acting secretly.”

“This seat is willing to become your Dao Protector.”

Feng Jiuge was stunned upon hearing this.

Dao Protector?

Feng Jiuge had never believed that pies would fall from the sky for free.

After remaining silent for a moment, he said in a deep voice, “Many thanks for Senior’s favor. However, this junior dares ask—what does Senior want?”

“You are quite cautious.”

“Very well, then this seat shall speak plainly.”

Chu Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze directed toward the distant depths of the Demon Realm, where countless demons dwelled.

“This seat has cultivated for over five thousand years now. My talent is not considered poor, nor have my opportunities been few. I finally struggled my way to peak Tribulation Crossing Realm.”

“But there are too many things this seat cannot accomplish.”

“This seat cannot kill all demons, nor save all humans.”

“This seat is merely a Tribulation Crossing cultivator, not an immortal.”

He withdrew his gaze and looked toward Feng Jiuge.

“But you are different.”

“You possess strange abilities. You kill demons without being burdened by karmic force, while your cultivation still advances.”

“You are merely at Void Refinement Late Stage, yet you dared slaughter throughout the Demon Realm for two years and still escaped unharmed.”

“You possess courage, methods, and hidden trump cards even this seat cannot see through.”

“This seat wishes to know—if one day you also cultivate to peak Tribulation Crossing Realm…”

“Could you, in this seat’s place, slaughter all demons of this world?”

Feng Jiuge fell silent.

Chu Xiu’s words had been spoken calmly, yet the weight behind them was as heavy as a mountain.

Slaughter all demons of this world.

The Demon Realm was vast beyond measure. The number of demons exceeded billions upon billions.

There were over a hundred peak Tribulation Crossing Realm demons alone.

As for Great Ascension Realm demons, they were countless.

Such grand words—even if immortals from the Immortal Realm descended, they would not dare casually utter them.

Yet this human great power before him had placed that hope upon a mere junior at Void Refinement Late Stage.

Feng Jiuge remained silent for a very long time.

Chu Xiu did not rush him and simply stood there quietly, waiting for his answer.

After a long while, Feng Jiuge raised his head and looked at Chu Xiu.

“If one day this junior truly cultivates to the Tribulation Crossing Realm…”

“Then why should I not slaughter all demons of this world for Senior?”

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