Fan Wubing had a very poor impression of demon cultivators.

It’s not just from the way the righteous path of the world describes demon cultivators, but also from his own firsthand experiences.

His expression didn’t change much, but he was already on alert in his heart. He hadn’t forgotten that the first demon cultivator he encountered, He Chen, was actually one of the eight Great Demon Lords known for retracing the path of becoming a demon for the "Blood Calamity Immortal Technique," the Ke You Demon Lord.

He was always aware that, on the surface, it seemed like he was the one who killed the Ke You Demon Lord, but in reality, he just created an opportunity, and the one who truly wielded the butcher knife was Jiang Sha.

Precisely this young girl before him, who appeared even more sickly than he had been previously.

A young girl?

Fan Wubing didn’t believe it one bit; surely she was just an old monster in the shape and appearance of a young girl.

Jiang Sha smiled faintly, "You seem to have a lot of objections to me."

Aside from the title of "Slaughter Demon Lord," she appeared bright-eyed and charming, even while sitting in a wheelchair, she exuded a dignified and elegant, somewhat aristocratic demeanor.

Fan Wubing said coldly, "A favor like saving my life is something I’m grateful for; how could there be any objections?"

Jiang Sha’s pupils were as dark as ink, reflecting a gentle light like that of black pearls.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Fan Wubing felt as if he had no secrets in front of her, which made him feel insecure. After checking his own blood bar, he felt slightly more at ease, but only slightly.

"Have you thought about how you want to repay me?" Jiang Sha asked softly.

Fan Wubing paused for a moment and thought to himself that, as expected, saving him did come with other motives. He took a slight breath, trying to build up some confidence to counter the insecurity Jiang Sha brought him. He laughed slightly flippantly, "How about we get married as thanks?"

Liu Qingqing furrowed her brows, her cloudy old eyes flashing with ferocity, "Do you even know what you’re saying!" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Fan Wubing feigned ignorance, "Isn’t this how it goes in novels? When someone saves your life, you repay them with marriage."

Jiang Sha, however, displayed an intense smile, "I agree."

With that smile, the feeling of unease immediately vanished.

Fan Wubing was instantly dumbfounded. He realized that being in seclusion for twenty years and just waking up might have left his mind a bit scattered; otherwise, why would he mention something as absurd as marriage?

"I was joking. I’m merely a nobody; how could I possibly be worthy of the renowned Slaughter Demon Lord?"

Jiang Sha smiled playfully, "You thought I was going to marry you?"

Fan Wubing paused.

Marry?

Can a woman say that to a man?

Suddenly, Fan Wubing stiffened; could it be that the Slaughter Demon Lord is actually a man?

Jiang Sha said softly, "I am a woman."

Fan Wubing was startled, "How do you know what I’m thinking?"

Jiang Sha laughed, "You really were thinking about it, weren’t you? Such an ill-mannered guy. How could you mistake a clearly visible girl for a man?"

Damn, she’s tricking me!

Wait! What if this woman truly has some ability to see through what someone is thinking and she’s just saying this on purpose?

Looking into her eyes, Fan Wubing felt that they were just "ordinary, beautiful" eyes, nothing remarkable. Yet, there was this feeling that no matter what he said, she would anticipate it.

From a few simple words, he only felt that this woman was very dangerous and that it would be best not to get involved with her.

"Since that’s the case, how does the Slaughter Demon Lord want me to repay you?" Fan Wubing decided that if Jiang Sha’s demand exceeded his limits, he would immediately retreat. He would not be bound by moral notions like "a drop of water shall be returned with a spring."

Jiang Sha interlaced her fingers and placed them properly on her closed legs, speaking in a light and gentle voice,

"You can probably see that my legs can’t walk, and I can only rely on a wheelchair. So, I need someone to help push the wheelchair."

Fan Wubing looked at Liu Qingqing behind her, "But you already have someone."

"Qingqing can’t stay by my side any longer," Jiang Sha said, "If she stays any longer, she’ll burn out her life."

A hint of sadness flashed in Liu Qingqing’s eyes.

Fan Wubing paused, "Why is that?"

Jiang Sha laughed, "Why don’t you experience it for yourself? Experiencing it yourself must be more reliable than me telling you, right?" She gestured to allow him to feel it.

"Then excuse my rudeness." Fan Wubing’s spirit enveloped Jiang Sha.

The moment he enveloped her, he immediately heard a terrifying and shrill wailing, filled with anger, sorrow, pain, despair... Various negative emotions enveloped his mind like dark clouds and then a torrential blood rain began. Skeletal figures with bloody skin crawled out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, trying to drag him in.

Fan Wubing immediately attempted to stabilize his emotions using the Great Oblivion Heart-Burning Technique, but it was no use.

In just a moment, he broke out in a sweat, with terror reflected in his pupils.

Even when facing Ying Huo, he hadn’t felt such fear.

He took several steps back, panting, and looked at Jiang Sha in shock, "What was that just now?"

Jiang Sha’s eyes were gentle, "A curse."

"A curse from the Curse Dao?"

"You’ve got the cause and effect wrong. Because there’s a curse, the Curse Dao exists."

"Who cursed you?"

"The Heavenly Dao."

Fan Wubing paused, "The Heavenly Dao can do such things?"

Jiang Sha laughed, "You of all people shouldn’t be surprised by this, right?"

"True." Fan Wubing calmed down, knowing that Heavenly Dao even wanted to kill him without giving him a chance, "What did you do for the Heavenly Dao to curse you?"

"Reconstructing the Immortal Path, but unfortunately, I failed. Because of that, I was cursed by the Heavenly Dao. Not just me, others in the world have been cursed too."

"Like who?"

"Like that Confucianist, the Jade Ancestor."

Fan Wubing had never understood the story of the Jade Ancestor; he only knew that 8,000 years ago, he was the leader of Wenxin Heaven, after which the Primordial Ancestor took over. Since then, few stories about him have emerged.