Chapter 337: 54: The world bustles about for profit.

Back at the belly of Shiping Mountain.

Wen Yang had also gained the qualifications to enter the Tong Xuan Gate residence, which aroused a surge of jealousy in Jiang Liyan.

Even though this fellow professed to be male… but just because he claimed to be male now didn’t mean it was always the case.

His body was still that of a beautiful girl!

Although in terms of looks, he couldn’t compare to Jiang the Witch, who was an expert in seduction, what if?

After all, love has never been something that made any sense.

The three of them passed through the cave tunnel, arriving in the midst of the mountain.

Wen Yang marveled at this hidden paradise, exclaiming, “Who would have thought there could be such a wonderful place in the world?”

Jiang Liyan quickly assumed the posture of a Sect Mistress and went off to inspect the progress of Guo Jin and Wang Cong.

Wei Dongliu exchanged pleasantries with Wen Yang, telling him to stroll around freely, then he also came over to check on his disciples.

“How are the two of them doing in their cultivation?”

“Guo Jin is quite diligent in his cultivation, but due to innate talent limitations, the pace is always slow,” Jiang the Witch replied. “Wang Cong’s talent is slightly better, but hindered by his temperament, he has always struggled to calm his mind.”

“What a pair of wastes,” Wei Dongliu said undisguisedly, showing his disappointment.

Didn’t you know their talent was insufficient when you brought them in? Jiang Liyan criticized inwardly, but she said, “If Brother Wei wants them to hasten their cultivation, we probably only have the option of using Spiritual Medicine.”

“Hmm,” Wei Dongliu sighed.

“Oh right,” Jiang Liyan said with a sly smile, “I haven’t shared the spoils from the depths of the White Bone Divine Palace with Brother Wei yet.”

She pulled a Storage Bag from her bosom and said,

“Brother Wen and I have discussed it. We’ll put all the loot from this trip in here, letting Brother Wei choose first. After he picks, the rest will be split between him and me.”

It sounded respectful, but Wei Dongliu knew well that it was mainly because he didn’t care much for common treasures.

If it were a miserly cultivator, Jiang Liyan certainly wouldn’t have been so generous.

As for Wen Yang willingly handing over the items to Jiang Liyan for safekeeping, they must have had their own negotiations and calculations, which Wei Dongliu was too lazy to be concerned about.

Wei Dongliu carefully looked at the Elixirs. Most of them were suitable for the Foundation Establishment Realm, fewer for the Golden Core Realm, and none at all for the Nascent Soul Realm.

The reason was simple; the latter two were rarer, so sects often didn’t have much in stock. Cultivators would typically find their own materials for Refinement and keep them close.

After casually picking a few Elixir Bottles, Wei Dongliu waved his hand to indicate he didn’t want the rest.

Jiang Liyan wasn’t surprised. She had keenly noticed that the extraordinary discernment of Wei the Demon Lord was due to his experience with many fine objects.

As a result, while following him all over the place, she wasn’t quite at the point of completely disregarding common treasures, but anything less than Tenth Rank… having received so many, she had become numb to them and felt no joy or excitement.

With Wei Dongliu off scolding his disciples, Jiang Liyan looked down at the plethora of treasures on the ground, and for a moment, she too disdained them.

They were just ordinary, unremarkable items.

She went outside and tossed the Storage Bag to Wen Yang.@@novelbin@@

Wen Yang was sitting by a pool in the valley, daydreaming, when he caught the Storage Bag thrown by Jiang Liyan. He scanned the inside with his Divine Sense and immediately exclaimed in surprise,

“This much? I thought you might secretly hoard some of it under his name.”

“Is that necessary?” Jiang the Witch rolled her eyes, sat down by the pool, rolled up her trouser legs, and dipped her fair and smooth feet into the water.

Wen Yang’s face twitched at the sight. He had just scooped up some water from the pool to drink, and now it was being used to wash feet.

“So you don’t care for those things anymore?” He sighed deeply and said, “I remember a time when you would haggle over even a piece of Spirit Stone debris.”

“Is that so?” Jiang Liyan tilted her head in thought for a moment, “That’s actually true.”

Especially after knowing she was an excellent Heavenly Demon Sacrifice, everyone seemed like a threat, and she couldn’t wait to seize every minute to become stronger.

What was it that had slowly changed her?

Seeing her look back towards the direction of the stone house, Wen Yang cracked a slight smile, and asked softly,

“Do you like it?”

“None of your business,” Jiang the Witch rolled her eyes in response.

“Just tell me,” Wen Yang feigned grievance, “We’ve known each other for so long, we’re practically besties by now, aren’t we? Can’t you even tell me?”

“Since when do male besties exist? Do me a favor and drop dead. Reincarnate as a woman in your next life!” Jiang the Witch’s sharp tongue showed no mercy.

“I am a woman right now,” Wen Yang claimed, puffing out his chest, “Don’t believe me? Feel for yourself.”

“That’s it?” Jiang Liyan looked at his flat chest contemptuously, “Do you want me to feel your ribs?”

Wen Yang: ……….

He glanced at Jiang Liyan’s ample chest and then at his own, feeling thoroughly defeated.

After a moment of dejection, Wen Yang stood up without a word.

“Where are you going?” Jiang Liyan asked casually.

“I used too many vengeful spirits while we were escaping earlier,” Wen Yang explained, “I need to replenish some.”

“Oh.” Jiang Liyan cleaned her feet, put on her shoes and stockings, and got up, “I need to replenish some Demon Heads.”

“Should we call for Brother Wei?” Wen Yang asked with a hint of curiosity, “It’s strange, his style of conduct… always makes me think he’s from the Three Pure Ones’ side.”

“What aspect are you talking about?” Jiang Liyan asked curiously, “The red hair and heavy pupils? Or the Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu?”

“Alright,” Wen Yang had to admit, “He’s nothing like any of the Demon Cult Cultivators I’ve ever met.”

“Indeed,” Jiang Liyan pondered for a moment.

Demon Cult Cultivators could generally be divided into two types:

One, those who act toxic and unscrupulously.

Two, those who seem upright and noble, but in reality, act toxic and unscrupulously.

Even Jiang Liyan herself, upon self-reflection, found it hard to be an exception… This style of conduct was not innate; it was forced out by the survival-of-the-fittest environment within the Demon Cult itself.

The Intercepting Cult in the past, while advocating for “forcible interception,” at least upheld the principle of “man conquers nature” as a resistance to the Clarify Cult’s fatalistic view of “following the heavens.”

Nowadays, everyone doesn’t even resist the name “Demon Cult.” Everyone is out for their self-interest, so who cares about the whole group’s reputation being tarnished by the other side?

In contrast, Wei Dongliu, despite having the nefarious and wild Demon Lord Dharma Body, acts in a surprisingly upright and noble manner, devoid of the poisonous style typical of Demon Cult Cultivators.

For example, when everyone first met in the Southern Border, Gu Lie, that bald donkey, attempted to provoke him but ended up with the Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu latching onto his face.

If it had been any other Demon Cult Cultivator, they would have undoubtedly resorted to bloodshed to establish their dominance, but Wei Dongliu simply brushed it off with total disregard, letting him off lightly.

Gu Lie ended up falling for it, becoming obedient to him throughout…

“Such a straightforward and lofty style, could he really be an old monster from the Intercepting Cult that has survived until now?” Jiang Liyan couldn’t help but speculate.

“You think so too?” Wen Yang reflected for a moment, then said, “Personally, I think that although his body hasn’t achieved Core Formation, the soul and Primordial Spirit inside it…”

“That’s enough, let’s not guess anymore,” Jiang Liyan interjected decisively, “Anyway, with how closely we’re tied to him now, our interests are essentially one and the same, right?”

“Even the resources for cultivation that our Sect has given us over the years can’t compare to the benefits he’s shared with us since we met Brother Wei!”

“Of course,” Wen Yang agreed without hesitation.

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