"To be able to injure a Fake Food Realm Demon Fiend in such a short time and make it flee, this person's Cultivation Level must be at least the Fake Food Realm, maybe even the Primordial Feeding Realm!"
Pan Shi said in surprise, his gaze fixed on the house below. But he only managed to catch a glimpse of a figure before the door was shut.
As far as Pan Shi knew.
Cultivators, whether righteous or demonic, all followed the same path.
After passing through the initial Resonance Stage of a mortal body, there was Fake Food, followed by Primordial Feeding, Visceral Stone, Corpse Transformation, and Zombie God.
Beyond these first six cultivation realms, even he had no idea what came next. It was something far beyond his current reach.
Reaching the Fake Food Realm meant one possessed Mana. Although not much, it was enough to use some fairly powerful Techniques.
The Primordial Feeding Realm was considered the true entry point into cultivation, but it was much stronger than the Fake Food Realm. Not only were their Techniques more powerful and their Mana stronger, but they could also achieve Physical Soaring and fly through the air.
Even a dozen or two Fake Food Realm Cultivators or Demon Fiends would not necessarily be a match for a single Primordial Feeding Realm Cultivator.
As for the level above that, the only person Pan Shi could think of was his own master.
His master was a Visceral Stone Realm Cultivator, known as the Meat Tree True Master.
All of Pan Shi's skills were directly passed down from his master. Although he was only at the Fake Food Realm, he could still freely control parts of his own body.
For example, digging out one of his own eyes to temporarily grant his mortal junior sister a True Eye was one such ability.
Although the price was enduring some pain after his body recovered, this was still a capability beyond that of most Cultivators and Demon Fiends.
It was hard to imagine what kind of heaven-defying abilities his Visceral Stone Realm master possessed. Just standing in his presence was enough to feel immense pressure.
Pan Shi naturally didn't believe the person in the house below was at the Visceral Stone Realm. If a Visceral Stone Realm Cultivator were to appear in Jiunan Town, there would be no reason for the White Buddha Temple to continue existing.
This was the White Buddha Temple's territory; neither side would tolerate the other's existence.
'The only possibility is that this is a Fake Food Realm or Primordial Feeding Realm Cultivator, and the White Buddha Temple might not even know of their existence. Otherwise, they wouldn't just let them "fish" here without intervening.'
'From the way he deliberately lit a lamp at night to bait a Fake Food Realm Demon Fiend, it's clear he's very confident in his own strength. And judging by the result—the Demon Fiend was routed and fled in an instant—the possibility of him being either at the Fake Food Realm or the Primordial Feeding Realm is high.'
"At least the Fake Food Realm? Doesn't that mean he's as strong as you, Senior Brother?"
Pan Yu was very surprised.
She had only just begun her cultivation and lacked experience and worldly knowledge. Hearing her senior brother say that the person in the house was a Cultivator on his level was completely unexpected.
'And to think I was feeling sorry for the person in the house before. In the blink of an eye, I've become the clown. Heh.'
At this thought, Pan Yu instantly lost interest in watching any further.
"Senior Brother, the Demon Fiend has already escaped. Let's get out of here quickly."
Hearing Pan Yu's words, Pan Shi shook his head.
"No rush. Let's watch a little longer."
He had originally thought this was just a common case of a Demon Fiend devouring a human, but he hadn't expected to run into a fellow Cultivator. Pan Shi's interest was suddenly piqued.
'The person in the house is "fishing," but he didn't deliberately kill the Demon Fiend, even letting it escape. Either he's not strong enough—he's still in the Fake Food Realm and hasn't reached the Primordial Feeding Realm, so he naturally couldn't stop the Demon Fiend.'
'Or, he's incredibly powerful and let the Demon Fiend go because he has other plans.'
Pan Shi was actually more inclined to believe the former—that the other party was a Fake Food Realm Cultivator, just like him.
After all, Primordial Feeding Realm Cultivators weren't a dime a dozen. And since this place was under the control of the White Buddha Temple, it was impossible for them not to have discovered a powerful Cultivator lying low here.
He was suddenly very curious to see what this person was planning to do.
Pan Shi's sudden change in attitude, wanting to stay and watch the show, left Pan Yu a little speechless. But she didn't say anything and could only continue to lie in wait.
The two of them waited on the roof for a while longer.
Suddenly, Pan Shi looked up toward the west, his ears twitching slightly.
"They're here!"
He just knew the escaped Demon Fiend would attract more of its kind. 'Now let's see how that person handles this.'
Pan Yu immediately looked in the same direction as Pan Shi. Through the vision of the single eye on her forehead, she instantly saw several figures heading their way.
It looked like there were at least three or more Demon Fiends.
A sudden worry grew in her heart. It wasn't for the safety of the Cultivator her senior brother mentioned, but for themselves. What if the two of them were discovered by these Demon Fiends?
Although Pan Shi was a Fake Food Realm Cultivator, she was still in the Resonance Stage, a mere mortal.
'We can't get ourselves killed just for the sake of watching a show.'
'This senior brother of mine is great in every way, except for his love of joining the crowd and being a gawker. If he were in another world, he'd definitely be a top-tier paparazzo.'
Pan Yu couldn't help but sigh. Watching the figures of the Demon Fiends draw closer and closer, she grew tense.
And at this very moment, in the house below.
Yang An was panicking internally.
Recalling the Demon Fiend's true appearance, which was clearly connected to the White Buddha Temple, he had a very bad feeling.
'If I hadn't seen it, it would've been fine. At worst, I'd just think it was a random Demon Fiend causing trouble. All beings are equal, and we're all just lambs to the slaughter.'
'But now things are different. This matter is tied to the White Buddha Temple, and I'm the one who discovered it.'
All sorts of conspiracy theories instantly flooded Yang An's mind and refused to leave.
He now felt that while he was still just a little lamb, he had become the fattest one. He might even be silenced before dawn.
'What should I do?'
'Running is not an option. It's even more dangerous to run out now. If I'm going to run, I have to wait until daybreak.'
His only hope was that the Demon Fiend that had escaped had no connection to the White Buddha Temple and wouldn't come back.
'Maybe it was just wearing a similar monk's robe. It doesn't necessarily mean it was from the White Buddha Temple, and it probably won't hold a grudge against me.'
Yang An could only console himself with these thoughts, but his body betrayed his anxiety as he paced around the room.
Unfortunately, things rarely go as one wishes, and Murphy's Law was always in effect.
Just as Yang An was about to stop his wild thoughts and focus on planning an escape route from Jiunan Town for when morning came, one that would avoid bandits and robbers...
...the red flame in the bowl suddenly flared, its brightness instantly increasing by a level.
Immediately after, a distinct howl of wind sounded from outside. The windows rattled under the gale, THUDDING as if something was about to arrive.
Seeing the sudden, violent flare-up in the Blood Bowl, Yang An's heart sank.
He understood that this was the Bright Heart and Pure Spirit effect of his Lighting Technique helping him resist the Demon Fiends and keeping his mind clear.
But it also meant that more Demon Fiends had arrived!
And judging by the commotion, they were probably even more powerful than the last one!
'If even the door and windows are shaking like this, how terrifying must this approaching Demon Fiend be?'
Yang An immediately looked at the Blood Bowl. Right now, his only hope was the Lighting Technique. But the blood in the bowl had almost run out; it clearly wouldn't last much longer.
'I'm screwed!'