Ye Danxia now felt somewhat wary of this little boy. She raised her chin slightly and said, "Little brat, I am the Tianxing Sect Sect Leader's most favored youngest disciple! You've treated me with such disrespect, once I report this to my Master, I will definitely have you punished!"
"Tianxing Sect?" The Demon Lord frowned slightly. "Never heard of it."
Ye Danxia immediately snorted, "A little brat like you naturally isn't worthy of hearing Tianxing Sect's name! You should know, within a thousand li around here, my Tianxing Sect's reputation resounds far and wide. Except for the equally mid-tier sect, Huangshi Sect, no one in this region dares challenge us!"
The Demon Lord's expression turned a little odd.
A mid-tier sect?
For such a mere mid-tier sect, since when was it something to boast about so proudly?
But when he looked at Ye Danxia's haughty manner, for some reason, he found it somewhat cute.
This human woman's cultivation wasn't much, but she's rather interesting.
Moreover.
Given his situation, hiding within a mid-tier sect was actually the most suitable choice.
Although he had a secret method to conceal his demonic aura, if he encountered a true expert, there's still a risk of being exposed.
If he went to an upper-tier or super sect, the resources might be greater and his recovery faster, but the chance of encountering powerful cultivators would be greater and being discovered would also increase.
A mid-tier sect like Tianxing Sect, on the other hand, was perfect for recuperation.
The Demon Lord looked at the proud Ye Danxia, her chin held high, and couldn't help but smile slightly. Suddenly, he showed a childlike innocent expression, "Big Sister, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that just now."
"That's better!" Ye Danxia lifted her chin even higher.
The Demon Lord seized the opportunity, "Big Sister, I'm a descendant of a cultivation family. My home was destroyed by enemies, my parents and relatives were all killed. Only I escaped under my family's protection. I'm now gravely injured. Without enough healing pills or herbs, I'll die."
The Demon Lord was nothing if not adaptable. As he spoke, his face showed a pitiful expression, completely different from the fierce appearance earlier.
Yun Jin, watching from above, clicked her tongue in amazement.
Such a drastic change in attitude, any normal person would at least be a little suspicious, right?
But Ye Danxia?
Her gaze instantly softened, and she said gently, "So that's how it is. You're also a pitiful person. Fine, I forgive you."
"Big Sister, I have no family and nowhere to go. Could you… help me?" The Demon Lord continued pitifully.
Ye Danxia's motherly instincts exploded, "How should I help you? Just tell me."
The Demon Lord quickly said, "From what you said earlier, I've already learned how powerful Tianxing Sect is. If I could join Tianxing Sect, I would be content."
This little boy wanted to join Tianxing Sect?
Ye Danxia hesitated.
In the original story, she had agreed without hesitation.
After all, at the time, she was the sect's darling. Bringing someone back was nothing, and no one would question her.
But now…
She herself bore heavy guilt and lived each day in fear of punishment.
Asking her to bring another person back…
The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes slightly, "Big Sister, aren't you the Sect Leader's most beloved youngest disciple? Don't tell me you can't even handle such a small matter?"
Provoked by his words, Ye Danxia immediately blurted out, "Of course I can handle a small matter like this! But a sect has its rules. I can help recommend you, but whether you can join will depend on your own aptitude."
The Demon Lord smiled faintly, "A recommendation is enough. As for aptitude, mine should be quite good."
"Hehe, good aptitude?" Ye Danxia said proudly, "Do you know what kind of aptitude I have? I have a Celestial Spirit Root!"
Celestial Spirit Root?
The Demon Lord's eyes flickered.
Although.
Many factors determine one's cultivation achievements, other than aptitude, there's bones, comprehension, and fortune etc.
Aptitude was undeniably one of the most crucial.
A cultivator with a Celestial Spirit Root was destined, barring any accidents, not to remain in some small mid-tier sect.
The Demon Lord's gaze shifted, he suddenly grabbed Ye Danxia's hand.
"What are you doing?" Ye Danxia shouted angrily and tried to pull away, but found herself unable to move.
The Demon Lord quickly probed her spiritual roots, then released her hand. His expression held a trace of satisfaction, "It's actually a real Celestial Spirit Root."
"Would I lie about that?" Ye Danxia snapped indignantly.
Because of that Celestial Spirit Root, the Demon Lord now believed her words even more.
For a mid-tier sect to produce a Celestial Spirit Root disciple, that person would undoubtedly be the sect's most beloved treasure.
His luck wasn't bad at all.
"Little brat, are you regretting being so rude to me just now?" Ye Danxia huffed.
The Demon Lord put on an obedient look, "It's my fault. I made Big Sister angry."
Seeing his submissiveness, Ye Danxia's expression softened quickly, "If you can keep being this well-behaved, I might consider introducing you to my Master."
"I…" The Demon Lord was just about to say something when suddenly his face changed. He clutched his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His expression darkened.
That Ji Wusi's sword was too terrifying.
Even with the Nirvana Technique, it would take him a long time to recover.
Now, he still needed a large amount of healing herbs and pills.
"Hey, are you alright?" Ye Danxia asked worriedly, helping him up.
The Demon Lord's eyes flickered, and he said pitifully, "Big Sister, my injuries are too severe. If I take the entrance exam now, I might fail. Could you help me find some healing materials first? Once I've recovered a bit, I'll try to join the sect."
In his injured state, it was difficult to conceal his demonic aura perfectly. A novice like Ye Danxia wouldn't notice, but experts surely would.
Right now, he couldn't go to Tianxing Sect, at least not until he had restored ten percent of his power.
"This…" Ye Danxia hesitated, but seeing his pitiful look, she felt an inexplicable pang of sympathy and nodded. "I'll find a way."
"Thank you, Big Sister." The Demon Lord's face was pale, his expression docile and obedient.
Ye Danxia felt her heart melt further. After a moment's thought, she said, "I'll find you a place to stay first. Once I've gathered some healing supplies, I'll bring them to you."
After that, Ye Danxia thought for a while and brought the Demon Lord to the cave where she had been imprisoned before.
Since her release, no one had lived there, and the guards had all been dismissed, it was quite hidden.
The two exchanged names.
Ye Danxia gave her real name, while the Demon Lord casually made one up, calling himself Yang Yun.
After settling him in, Ye Danxia didn't dare stay too long. She left quickly after a few instructions.
Through Huan Huan, Yun Jin heard every word of their conversation.