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The Demon Lord was obviously in a good mood today. After all, he was smiling almost all the way. But also because he was in a good mood, Yan Wenmo finally didn't have to hold hands with him.

Thank heaven, thank earth, thank all gods, thank all things, thank everything, she finally doesn't have to bother herself by pretending to be a couple with this person.

Yan Wenmo was as happy as a little deer jumping out of the forest. She looked around curiously. Then she was disappointed, because the market of this demon cult seemed to be different from what she had imagined.

Well, she was indeed a little bored. Seeing that she was not in high spirits, the Demon Lord simply walked side by side with her and said with a smile:

"This place is indeed not as prosperous as Kyoto. It is normal for you to be unhappy. But, these are all temporary. Once I unify the world, this place will be the most lively place in the world."

He spoke so arrogantly, as if it should be so. Yan Wenmo looked at him unhappily, feeling that the Demon Lord at this moment was very much like a leader who loved to make empty promises.

Rolling her eyes silently, Yan Wenmo secretly moved away from the Demon Lord. She strolled around the market with a dull look on her face, and felt that the living environment in this Demon Cult's territory was indeed extremely terrible.

How to describe it?! This so-called bazaar, to put it nicely, is called a bazaar, to put it bluntly, it is a slave market. There are 60 shops with plaques in the whole bazaar, of which 10 are intact, 20 are leaking, and 30 have cracks in the walls.

There were a total of 108 vendors, 10 of whom bought vegetables, 5 bought firewood, rice, oil and salt, 2 bought clothes, 1 bought furniture, and 90 bought people.

Very good, really very good. It turns out that the Wanmo Sect is called a demon sect, but in fact it is a slave trading base. Some of these slaves are righteous practitioners who were captured after the attack on the righteous sects, and some are ordinary people. But here, they are the same and have the same fate.

Yan Wenmo couldn't describe how she felt at the moment. She felt it was a little ridiculous, but it seemed that this was reality.

Never mind, there’s nothing fun in the market. I’ll go for a walk outside the city, maybe I’ll discover something new.

Then she found that there were indeed new discoveries: endless wilderness, rampant weeds, and nearly a thousand acres of land planted with weeds.

She was very surprised because these thousands of acres of land looked better than the land cultivated by people outside, but they were left to grow weeds?!

Could it be that the people here have so much time to traffic in human beings but no time to farm, that except for the slave traders, everyone else has a pale face.

Some people, instead of holding on to gold bricks, treasure rotten wood, just like the devil, who left the good land unattended and let his subjects sell slaves, and then his face turned pale.

Yan Wenmo was speechless about this, so she looked at the Demon Lord with a puzzled expression and asked concisely:

"Is the slave trade profitable?!"

The Demon Lord thought for a moment, then said seriously:

"It's very profitable. A good slave costs 1,000 taels, and a bad slave costs 8 taels."

This price is indeed very profitable, and she was a little tempted by it. No wonder so many people don’t even plant crops.

But looking at the endless wasteland in front of her, Yan Wenmo couldn't help but feel pity. She looked at it for a long time with a complicated expression, then raised her hand, pointed in one direction of the wasteland, and said to the Demon Lord:

"Next spring, I'm going to plant wheat over here, then vegetables over there, then medicinal herbs over there, then flowers over there, is that ok?!"

At the end, she looked at the Demon Lord with anticipation and a hint of temptation.

The Demon Lord looked at the wasteland, then at her, then at the wasteland again. He was silent for a long time with a complicated expression before asking:

"Do you need my help?!"

"Need not"

Yan Wenmo refused outright, and said with a look of longing:

"This is my own business, I don't like others to interfere"

In response, the Demon Lord did not say much. Instead, he looked at Yan Wenmo's face full of longing, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he stood with his hands behind his back and said:

"It's up to you. Anyway, you can't run away."

The last sentence sounds like a warning and a reminder.

Yan Wenmo didn't say anything, just looked at the wasteland, thinking of those ragged and hungry people he had just seen at the market, and felt that he should be able to earn points much faster in the Demon Sect than in the righteous way.

Unlike Yan Wenmo who was waiting and watching, Su Nian felt that she had been cheated by Yan Wenmo, and it was a particularly bad cheat, so that now she could only swallow her anger.

Ever since she reached a cooperation with Yan Wenmo, her life has been full of ups and downs, from making iron flowers in the beginning to counterfeiting magic bones in the ruined temple, from going to Haotian Sect to win over the righteous to now establishing a sect under the name of Qianyang Sect.

Her life is not monotonous, but colorful and unpredictable.

And Yan Wenmo, the culprit who disturbed her life, was actually captured by the Demon Lord! ! !

She, Yan Wenmo, was the main figure in the establishment of Qianyang Sect and a core member who was determined to put a nail in the coffin of the Demon Lord. After receiving the news that Hengshan Sect was attacked by demon cultivators, she went to support them. However, on the twentieth day of her support, she was taken away by the Demon Lord who suddenly appeared.

After hearing the news, Su Nian couldn't bear the blow and fainted. From then on, she spent every day in endless resentment.

Do you have to be so outrageous? Do you have to be so outrageous? It's just to provide support, Yan Wenmo, do you have to work so hard?! Don't you know that you are the leader of a sect?!

Moreover, you were captured by the Demon Lord, what do you want me to do?! What should I do?! I haven’t even reached the foundation building stage yet?! You want me to support Qianyang Sect, aren’t you afraid that Qianyang Sect will be destroyed within a month?! Have you ever considered my feelings?!

Incompetent and furious, Su Nian felt that everything about the Qianyang Sect was unsatisfactory. Fortunately, after hearing that their master had established a sect, the two brothers Yun Feidu and Yun Pudu rushed to help and support him. Otherwise, Su Nian would have probably quit his job.

As a result, this sect, which had been established less than two months ago, once again survived the crisis of dissolution.

But the crisis was only resolved temporarily, because after the righteous practitioners of Hengshan Sect noticed that the Demon Sect had retreated, they all took their leave and left Hengshan Sect.

And because the leader of Qianyang Sect was captured by the Demon Lord in public, some ignorant guys started to set their sights on Qianyang Sect.

At the beginning, there were only one or two people, and Yun Feidu and Yun Pudu could barely cope with them. But as more and more people came, Yun Feidu and Yun Pudu couldn't take it anymore.

But the master was not there and the uncle was too weak, so they had no choice but to go find the grand master, Xiaoyaozi, the great elder of Qianyang Sect.

This led to Xiaoyaozi being called to Qianyang Sect every now and then to help fight monsters. As time went by, Xiaoyaozi simply lived in Qianyang Sect.

Seeing that Xiaoyaozi lived in Qianyang Sect, Shangguan Zhi, the nephew, had no choice but to obey the orders of his master, Dan Chenzi, the head of Haotian Sect, and invite his uncle back to Haotian Sect.

After all, although Xiaoyaozi holds the title of the Grand Elder of Qianyang Sect, his main job is still an elder of Haotian Sect. It might have been fine before, but now that he is back, if he goes somewhere else, other elders will gossip about him.

Xiaoyaozi was very impatient with the arrangements made by his senior brother Dan Chenzi, the sect leader, and felt that his senior brother was making a fuss out of nothing. But there was nothing he could do. After receiving the order from the sect leader, he had to return to Haotian Sect. Finally, just in case, he kindly ordered Shangguan Zhi to guard Qianyang Sect for him.