Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

"Since there is no way to avoid it, let's end it quickly!"

Zhou Yiqiao made up his mind and quickly activated the spiritual power in his body, preparing for the battle.

His figure left a trail of afterimage, while his real body had quickly moved to the side.

At the same time, he formed seals with his hands, and surging spiritual power gathered in his palms.

Before the demon cultivator who was knocked flying hit the ground, Zhou Yiqiao had already appeared below him. He slapped him with his palm, and using the opponent's momentum of being knocked flying, he caught him steadily and neutralized the impact of his fall.

"Friend, please stop!"

Zhou Yiqiao shouted loudly and released his spiritual pressure at the same time to show that he had no hostility.

Seeing this, the pursuing demon cultivator paused and stopped not far in front of Zhou Yiqiao, looking at him warily.

Obviously, Zhou Yiqiao's sudden appearance and powerful spiritual pressure made it feel threatened.

Zhou Yiqiao gently put the injured demon cultivator down, then slowly stood up. Facing this demon cultivator, he knew that he had to be careful to avoid causing misunderstandings and escalating the battle.

"I'm at the bridge next week. I don't mean to disturb your fight. I'm just passing by. Please forgive me."

Zhou Yiqiao said with a bow, his attitude sincere.

The demon cultivator looked at Zhou Yiqiao, and feeling the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from him, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Are you a human monk?"

The demon cultivator's voice was low and hoarse, and he was obviously curious about Zhou Yiqiao's appearance.

Zhou Yiqiao nodded and did not deny it.

"That's right. I came here by mistake to avoid my enemies. I never thought I would disturb your fight with another Taoist friend."

What Zhou Yiqiao said was half true and half false, making it difficult to tell the truth.

The hatred between the human and demon races is no longer a conflict that can be reconciled with just a few words. Zhou Yiqiao naturally would not tell them everything before confirming their exact attitude towards him.

As soon as Zhou Yiqiao finished speaking, a cunning look flashed in the eyes of the pursuing demon cultivator, and he suddenly spoke.

"Since you are a human monk and you have come here at the right time, why don't you help me take down this scum? I will reward you handsomely!"

This demon cultivator was obviously a quick-witted person, and he immediately came up with a plan to win over Zhou Yiqiao.

It knew that if it could get Zhou Yiqiao's help, not only would it be able to capture the opponent in front of it, but it could also take this opportunity to establish a good relationship with the human monks. Why not do it?

However, the demon cultivator who was knocked away changed his expression drastically when he heard this, and said anxiously.

"Fellow Daoist, you can't do that! This guy is a traitor to my race. If I fall into his hands, I will surely die! If you can help me escape, I am willing to offer you one of my race's spiritual objects!"

This demon cultivator was also quick-witted and immediately threw out the bait, hoping to impress Zhou Yiqiao.

When Zhou Yiqiao saw this, his heart moved. He could feel the conflict between the two demon cultivators, which was exactly what he expected.

The more the two demons fight to the death, the more chances he has to survive the conflict.

He did not respond immediately, but observed the two demon cultivators in silence, as if he was weighing something.

When the pursuing demon cultivator saw that Zhou Yiqiao did not agree immediately, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes. He knew that although he had the upper hand, there would be too many variables if he could not resolve the battle quickly.

Thus, it increases the temptation of the tone.

"Human monk, if you help me, I will not only be able to provide you with shelter, but also give you more treasures than you can imagine!"

The demon cultivator who was knocked away became even more anxious when he heard this. He knew that his situation was precarious. If he couldn't get Zhou Yiqiao's help, he would probably not be able to escape today.

It gritted its teeth and seemed to have made a major decision.

"Fellow Daoist, don't listen to his instigation!"

"This thief betrayed my Heavenly Demon Clan and has long since defected to the Earthly Demon Clan. Even if I die, he will only take fellow Taoists to the Earthly Demon Clan!"

"What!?"

Zhou Yiqiao showed a look of horror, and in the blink of an eye he had distanced himself from the demon cultivator who had the upper hand.

If the demonic monks are a general term for those human monks who choose unorthodox paths of practice.

Then the Earth Demon Clan is a group of alien beings among the demon clan who have deviated from the traditional way of demon cultivation, abandoned the natural inheritance of bloodline, and instead pursued improving their cultivation through plunder and extreme means.

The devil can still say that there is a conflict of ideas between them and the righteous, but the earth demons among the demon cultivators are completely alien.

Their behavior is completely contrary to the traditional concepts of the demon race. As long as there is a way to improve their cultivation a little bit, they are willing to take risks, kill their relatives and wipe out their clan.

The demon clan is so mad and cruel that even the most insane and evil cultivators among the human race would be wary of them.

Zhou Yiqiao was secretly alert in his heart. He knew very well that if he got involved in the disputes among the Earth Demon Clan, he would be in danger and bring disaster upon himself.

He quickly analyzed the situation and had a plan in mind.

Zhou Yiqiao looked at the demon cultivator who was called a traitor and asked seriously.

"Although this fellow Taoist said that you are a demon cultivator from the Earth Demon Clan, I will not listen to his one-sided words."

"I wonder what evidence you have to prove your innocence?"

What Zhou Yiqiao said was completely an attempt to force others to do things against their will and a delaying tactic to buy time.

While he was asking questions to the demon cultivator, his body was slowly approaching the demon who had fallen to the ground.

Although the demons are not as cunning as humans, no one who can cultivate to this level is a fool.

When the other party saw Zhou Yiqiao's actions, he obviously knew Zhou Yiqiao's intention.

"Since you don't want to drink my toast, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Seeing that his attempt to deceive him failed, the demon cultivator in the sky suddenly changed his expression.

He let out an angry roar, and the demonic energy around him began to boil. His body flashed and turned into a streak of black light, rushing straight towards Zhou Yiqiao, trying to subdue him with lightning speed.

However, Zhou Yiqiao was prepared and suddenly activated the technique of the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, helping the demon cultivator beside him to cleverly avoid the fierce attack.

He grabbed the seriously injured demon cultivator with one hand, and at the same time formed a seal with the other hand. The spiritual power gathered into a dazzling sword light, and he turned around and slashed at the demon cultivator.

The sword light cut through the air, with a sharp sound of breaking wind, and pointed directly at the vital points of the demon cultivator.

"Humph, you human reptile, you dare to act so presumptuous in front of me!"

The demon cultivator snorted coldly, twisting his body in the air and actually dodged the attack. At the same time, he turned his hand and clawed with a sharp force, heading straight for Zhou Yiqiao's face.

Zhou Yiqiao's face was solemn, and he retreated violently again. At the same time, his spiritual power surged, forming a thin shield that blocked the demon cultivator's claw wind outside.

The opponent's strength was not weak. While Zhou Yiqiao was dealing with him, he also had to take care of the wounded in his hands, and seemed a little restrained for a moment.

The two sides fought and marched, and in the blink of an eye they covered a distance of a hundred miles and arrived at a sparsely populated green mountain forest.