Fang Yuan's indifferent gaze swept over the trembling demons below, and with a swift motion, he reached into his chest and pulled out Ruan Tianhe.
"Leave the remaining demons to you," Fang Yuan's tone was calm but carried an undeniable authority. "As for the adult demons, not a single one will be spared. As for those innocent little cubs..." He smiled slightly, "They can stay and be raised as spirit pets for the Great Xia."
Fang Yuan was adopting the mindset of raising pets. To properly raise a pet, one must start from the early stage, while the demon cubs still lacked wisdom and did not know of the blood feuds, making them the best candidates for taming. Once raised, they would become even more loyal to humanity.
"I understand, Your Majesty," Ruan Tianhe responded respectfully. He realized that with such composure in Fang Yuan's arrangement, the five Demon Lords and Zhang Xuanting must have already been executed!
How impressive! Ruan Tianhe thought as he transformed into a blood-red streak and dashed toward the Hundred Poisons Cave.
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Fang Yuan retracted his gaze. This place would no longer be called the Hundred Poisons Cave. It could be renamed the Great Xia Spirit Pet Breeding Base, or the Sun Moon Sect Spirit Pet Breeding Base... either way, the meaning was the same.
With a thought, Fang Yuan reached into his spatial ring and pulled out the barely alive Luo Xiao from the Sword Treasure Pavilion.
Luo Xiao was covered in wounds, his breath faint, but he still clung to life.
"You..." Luo Xiao opened his murky eyes, and upon seeing Fang Yuan's face, terror flashed in his eyes. He closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.
However, the fatal blow he expected did not arrive. Fang Yuan merely raised his hand, and a gentle aura enveloped Luo Xiao's entire body.
Though Fang Yuan had not yet mastered any formal healing techniques after ascending to the upper realm, with his peak Sun Moon Realm cultivation, the healing methods he had mastered in the lower realm were enough to rapidly heal a martial saint's injuries.
"Luo Xiao," Fang Yuan's voice was frighteningly calm. "Your father and younger brother died at the hands of the demons. As for the ancestor of the Sword Treasure Pavilion..." He paused briefly. "He also died by my hand."
Luo Xiao was struck like a bolt of lightning, his body frozen in place.
His ancestor had died at Fang Yuan's hands. He had sent a warning with his soul on the verge of destruction, hoping the ancestor would crush Fang Yuan to pieces, but never had he imagined...
What shook him even more was that his father and second brother had been killed by demons. This expedition should have been nearly guaranteed success!
Luo Xiao had no doubt about the truth of Fang Yuan's words. With the opponent's overwhelming cultivation, taking his life was as easy as a snap of the fingers—there was no need to fabricate such lies.
"Now..." Fang Yuan's voice pulled him back to reality, "You are the new sect master of the Sword Treasure Pavilion. Do you want this position or not?"
Luo Xiao suddenly raised his head, and the shock in his eyes was instantly replaced by wild joy. "Immortal... You want to help me ascend to the position?"
"Correct," Fang Yuan said. "From this day on, you will be the sect master of the Sword Treasure Pavilion. Of course, you must follow my orders."
Luo Xiao was somewhat clever and had the courage, though his greed and desire were a bit overwhelming.
This kind of character would be useful one day.
"I am willing to serve you, Immortal!" Luo Xiao immediately knelt on one knee, his voice trembling with excitement. Just as Fang Yuan had expected, the thought of becoming sect master made him forget about the death of his ancestor and the tragic deaths of his father and brother. All he could focus on was the lust for power.
Fang Yuan smiled coldly. "Good." He casually waved his hand. "Now, go and assist Ruan Tianhe in eliminating the demons here."
"I understand!" Luo Xiao cupped his hands in response. He had already met Ruan Tianhe once at the Everfrost Abyss.
In the blink of an eye, he turned into a streak of light and dashed downward, eager to prove himself in front of his new master.
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The human-demon war that swept through the Northern Domain ended with a tragic victory for the humans.
At the beginning of the battle, the human cultivators were quickly overwhelmed. Those who feared battle retreated like a tide, while those who fought to the death fell one after another.
As the sun set like blood, only a few survivors could explain the origin and outcome of the battle.
According to unofficial records, the human race fell into dire straits at the start of the war. Several Heavenly and Earthly Realm experts were killed one after another, their magical artifacts shattered, and their spiritual light extinguished. The skies above the battlefield churned with blood clouds, and the cries of the dying filled the air.
In this critical moment, Zhang Xuanting, the Sect Master of the Sun Moon Sect, with bloodied hair, suddenly cried out to the heavens: "Please, Ancestor, come out of seclusion!"
At once, there was a deafening roar from the direction of the Sun Moon Sect's forbidden area. The sect's ancient ancestor, who had been in seclusion for countless years, finally broke through the barrier!
A white streak of light pierced the sky as the ancestor single-handedly entered the Hundred Poisons Cave's demon formation, effortlessly destroying three Demon Lords with a single wave of his hand.
But sadly, it was too late. When the ancestor reached the core battlefield, he saw the final moments of his beloved grandson, Zhang Xuanting.
The ancient ancestor, a being of immeasurable power, went mad with rage upon seeing his grandson's death. He slaughtered all the demons on the battlefield, including those who had surrendered.
It is said that after the battle, some witnesses saw the Sun Moon Sect's ancestor holding the broken corpse of his grandson, sitting alone on the mountain peak, with the surrounding area piled high with the bodies of demons.
Thanks to the appearance of this ancestor, the human race finally turned the tide and won the war!
This news was spread back to the Sun Moon Sect, where the Jade Balance Immortal, while refining pills for her husband in the alchemy room, heard the news of Zhang Xuanting's death. This normally gentle and serene immortal was unusually calm. She carefully dressed, put on her wedding gown, and then took her life in front of the ancestral hall.
After this incident spread, all the cultivators in the Northern Domain were deeply moved. How many couples in the immortal world part ways when disaster strikes? A love this deep and devoted, following each other in life and death, was rare in a hundred years.
As for the Sun Moon Sect's ancestor, his origins quickly became the topic of heated discussion.
It turned out that this powerful being had reached the peak of the Heavenly and Earthly Realm hundreds of years ago but had secluded himself for a long time in the back mountain due to disdain for fame.
If it weren't for this war for the survival of the human race, no one would have known that the Sun Moon Sect had such a towering figure!
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One could only say that the unofficial history was truly wild and unrestrained, and the above content was all written by Fang Yuan himself. It was then systematically spread by Ruan Tianhe, Luo Xiao, and others.
As an outsider, Fang Yuan knew that one's identity was something one must create for oneself when in a foreign land. So, he gave himself the identity of the Sun Moon Sect's ancestor to better blend into the Northern Domain's community.
And from the looks of it, his integration was quite successful. Most of the cultivators in the Northern Domain believed this narrative, and now, the entire Northern Domain was singing the praises of the Sun Moon Sect's ancestor's great deeds!
As a foreigner, Fang Yuan had become the hero of salvation, widely celebrated by the people of the Northern Domain!