Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills-Chapter 44 - : Cultivator in the Initiation Stage Paving the Way

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Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Cultivator in the Initiation Stage Paving the Way

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Zhao Huai had heard quite a bit about the prestige of the Immortal Yearning Sect.

The sect had roughly tens of thousands of members, divided into inner and outer sects. Lu Wanqiu, the lady in question, should be a disciple of the inner sect. Only those who had broken through the Initiation Stage could enter the inner sect, be called elites, become the backbone of the sect, and formally step into the Immortal Cultivation.

Unlike the martial arts of refining qi, Initiates could not only master part of the magic but also undergo a change in levels. Only with magic power could they practice a large amount of magic.

“Miss seems to hate demons very much,”

Zhao Huai noticed the change in Lu Wanqiu’s tone and casually mentioned it.

Lu Wanqiu took out a pill from her storage ring, took it immediately, and said while circulating her True Vigor:

“When I was a child, my whole family was killed by demons, so I was an orphan. If it weren’t for my master saving me, I might have already died. So, I practice hard to become stronger, then learn magic, go down the mountain to exorcise demons and protect the way.”

Lu Wanqiu’s tone was very calm, apparently used to it.

Only when a person could talk about such things at will, it means that they had let go.

What replaced it was continuous, resolute execution.

Zhao Huai didn’t dare imagine how many demons this seemingly cold and detached woman had killed.

Every person born had to face different degrees of suffering. In the journey, every time we fall, we feel panic; only by picking ourselves up and becoming stronger can we get rid of all this.

Zhao Huai considered himself quite lucky to have the golden bronze coins guiding him, keeping him from falling into this dangerous world.

After taking the pill, Lu Wanqiu looked much better, and her expression seemed to be much more relaxed.

“My senior brother has already taken people to clean up Jingyang Town. You don’t need to worry. We will also deal with Blackwind Cave soon. Blackwind

Granny and I both ended up injured, and she won’t be able to make any moves in a short time.”

Zhao Huai nodded slightly, knowing that exorcising demons was their profession. It’s better to take this opportunity to ask for more information, just in case he encountered it in the future. So he asked curiously:

‘Miss Lu said that there are three kinds of demons, but it seems I have never seen the second and third kind?”

Lu Wanqiu didn’t think much about it. They were all common sense issues, so she gave her answer:

“These two types are nothing more than ghosts and monsters. Some ghosts are resentments formed by people after death, which is called Evil Spirits. Some are the manifestation of all things in nature, which we usually call spirits.”

“The reason you haven’t seen them is that ghosts are afraid of yang energy and generally do not appear in crowded places. However, if you venture into deep mountains and forests, you might still encounter them occasionally.” Zhao Huai listened seriously, remembering it in his heart.

“Demons are rarer. Unlike demonic creatures and ghosts, they retain the appearance of humans but are completely different from humans. They are a very mixed category. For example, you can understand them as cultivators who have fallen into the evil way and lost part of their humanity, turning into a

“That’s too abstract.”

Zhao Huai could still understand what ghosts were, but he really didn’t understand demons. It sounded like fallen devil cultivators.

Lu Wanqiu’s condition was getting better and better, and her voice became stronger.

“What happened to this man?”

She looked at Li Yanqing on the bed and couldn’t help asking.

“How come there’s so much demonic qi on him? He’s about to be turned into a demon’s puppet.”

Hearing this, Zhao Huai frowned and said:

“Even without the demonic creatures coming, can he still be turned into a

puppet while still alive?”

Lu Wanqiu said naturally, “Of course, human puppets can be divided into two types. The first type is completely dead and becomes a puppet of the demons, which is the situation you mentioned. The second type, although still alive, has had their minds completely swapped, thoroughly becoming a part of the demon and can be considered as a second body.”

“The difference between the second type and the demon’s puppet is that the puppet still has its own consciousness, just that there’s a seed of the demon planted in their minds, whereas human puppets have no thoughts at all.”

“This man is probably the second type.”

Zhao Huai asked in surprise, “So you mean, he’s dying?”

“You could say that.”

Lu Wanqiu nodded and continued to ask:

“What happened to him? Judging by this demonic qi, it must be a demon about to step into the Initiation Stage.”

Zhao Huai explained, “He was possessed by a fox demon at the brothel, and the demonic qi entered his body.”

“Can Miss Lu save him?”Yan Jing asked from the side.

“It’s simple. Just kill this demon creature, and that’s it.” Lu Wanqiu said nonchalantly.

“There’s no time to lose. Let’s go.”

“Wait, miss… your injuries.”

Zhao Huai remembered that Lu Wanqiu’s meridians and flesh body had both suffered severe damage.

“I have already taken the sect’s rejuvenation pill, and my injuries are not serious. My meridians have been repaired. It’s just a little demon, which can be killed easily. Compared to Blackwind Granny, it’s really a case of a small sorcerer encountering a great one.”

Lu Wanqiu waved her hand, her face flashing a sharp color.

For her, exterminating demons was her mission, her task.

She would kill one if she could.

Zhao Huai and Yan Jing looked at each other, apparently moved by her confident words.

Truthfully, if there was a cultivator in the Initiation Stage leading the way, they would indeed be unstoppable.

There shouldn’t be any little demon capable of withstanding a blow from someone in the Initiation Stage.

In the Drunken Flower Tavern, songs and dances were performed, and drinks were exchanged.

In a third -floor private room, a charming and beautiful fox woman had an ugly expression on her face.

In front of her were ten human skin masks, but more than half of them were already damaged beyond repair, obviously scrapped.

Four times!

She failed against that young man four times!

The charming woman gritted her teeth, thinking that she had never failed so miserably as a demon before.

If it wasn’t for that man, she would have succeeded by now, whether it was luring the rich young master or dealing with the prefecture chief of Jinzhou. Her plan was going smoothly.

She didn’t know where that man came from, but he repeatedly sabotaged her plans, destroyed her demon puppets, and ruined her plans to control Jinzhou.

“What did Grandma say?

The fox woman asked the woman beside her.

By now, the entire Drunken Flower Tavern was her territory; the original prostitutes had been replaced by a group of little foxes.

The other fox demons respectfully replied, “Reporting to the Queen, there’s no news from Granny, she’s probably dealing with the cultivators of the Immortal Yearning Sect. I have to say, Jinzhou is a tough nut to crack.”

The fox woman said indifferently, “Granny’s situation is probably more bad than good. It seems like tonight is a failure, and it’s time to leave. We can’t stay in Jinzhou for long; the reckoning will arrive tomorrow morning.” (f)reenovelkiss

“Are we leaving tonight, Queen?”

“Right now.”

The fox woman decisively gave the order. “Yes, I’ll go inform the other sisters.”

“Boom!”

Soon enough, a loud noise came from downstairs.

A subordinate immediately opened the door in panic, knelt down, and reported:

‘My Queen! A terrifying woman in white has arrived outside, exuding True Qi from her body, truly frightening, she killed several sisters!” “And she even questioned us, asking ‘Where is my husband?”‘

“Is it her?”

The fox woman’s eyelids twitched, recalling what seemed like a bad memory.