Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

"Who is speaking?"

The Demon Lord spoke first, breaking the momentary silence.

The masked man pulled You Huang behind him, stared calmly at the black cloud in the air, and asked in a voice that ordinary people could not hear: "Why her, what is so special about her?"

You Huang appears to be thirteen years old but is not really thirteen years old. She can sense from the subtle changes that the masked man is not as calm as he looks on the surface. He seems to be talking to the black fog. Although she doesn't know what they talked about, it doesn't seem to be what he expected.

"Did you fight with anyone?" the masked man suddenly turned around and asked.

"Oh, that female disciple who asked you to help watch the sword blocked me at the entrance of the medicine garden. I was forced." The question was a bit confusing, and Youhuang explained in a panic.

"You beat her!"

There was surprise in the masked man's eyes.

You Huang nodded gently and admitted that since he used the Chu sword, it shouldn't arouse suspicion.

That female disciple was in the middle stage of foundation building, and I was in the early stage of foundation building. With a little distance and extraordinary understanding, I won reasonably.

"How many moves did you use to defeat her?" the masked man continued to ask, his eyes sharp as if he could see through everything.

"First of all, I want to make it clear that it's not that I'm too good, it's that she's really too weak." You Huang hesitated and added: "It's not unreasonable for Jianfeng to give her a useless sword."

"What I'm asking is: How many moves did you use to defeat your opponent?" The mask once again emphasized the point of the question, rather than the reason for defeating the opponent.

"What do you mean by a few moves? She didn't even take one..." You Huang answered in a low voice, looking a little guilty. At the end, he added, "I know sneak attacks are dishonorable, but I didn't expect that she wouldn't be able to take them. After all, she's a disciple of the Sword Sect."

"Tianqi targeted you because you are very good at swordsmanship." The masked man looked at Youhuang seriously and said, "It's not that she is too weak, it's that you are too strong."

"What a joke, I haven't even used up a single move..." You Huang was about to cry, "I only started practicing swordplay three days ago, no, four or five days ago. I don't have any special talents except for a good memory. My swordplay is really not that good."

If I had known that the female disciple was so weak, I should have beaten her with my fists at that time, and I would not have been targeted by Tianqi.

"What sword technique do you use?" The Demon Lord couldn't help but ask.

"Mortal swordsmanship."

Youhuang didn't mention Chu Jian in order not to expose himself.

The Demon Lord knew that she was hiding something, and frowned as he said, "How could a mortal swordsmanship defeat a foundation-building cultivator?"

"Because I am a foundation-building cultivator." You Huang said disapprovingly: "It doesn't matter what sword technique it is, what matters is the person... The person is the master of sword techniques."

"In other words, people are the masters of everything, so..." The masked man leaned over and looked at You Huang and said, "Whether Tianqi is a divine sword or a demonic sword, it depends on the person who uses it, not on itself. Am I right?"

"Senior, your understanding is not wrong, but..." You Huang guessed what the masked man wanted to say and sighed, "If the user's cultivation is too low, for example..."

"For example, if it was a weak foundation-building cultivator like me..." You Huang glanced at Hei Wu and said, "If the people in the immortal and demon worlds knew that Tianqi was controlled by a weak foundation-building cultivator, do you think they would kill people to seize the sword? Will they implicate innocent people in the process of snatching it?"

"For Tianqi, the death of a few ants is nothing." After the Demon Lord said this, he looked at the masked man and said coldly: "Isn't that what Master Xue thinks?"

"Your goal and mine are the same, as long as we make Tianqi recognize the little girl as its master..." The Demon Lord's eyes fell on Youhuang: "...If you get Tianqi sooner, you can also return to your position sooner, right?"

"I want Tianqi, but I also want the little girl's life."

As soon as the masked man said this, You Huang took back the words "Kill them for me" that were about to come out of his lips, and stared at the Demon Lord coldly without saying a word.

He was so busy escaping that he didn't have time to figure out which Demon Lord the other person was. Now, upon closer inspection, he realized that the person in front of him was none other than Dongjun Lianchi, the most powerful of the four Demon Lords in the southeast, northwest, and northeast of the Demon Realm.

This guy is so abominable. He wants to kill Tianqi and take the sword before he makes her recognize him as his master. Now he wants Tianqi to kill him first to sacrifice the sword.

The Demon Lord was actually frightened by her, and changed his words: "I admit that the little girl is very good, but you can't have your cake and eat it too. If you want Tianqi, you can't keep her."

“Believe it or not, I will let the Heavenly Sword kill you right now.” You Huang finally couldn’t stand it anymore and threatened loudly: “I will go back to the Qianxiang Mountain and set fire to your old nest and dig up your ancestral graves… so that you will have no descendants.”

"You actually know his identity and that he lives in Qianxiang Mountain!"

The masked man looked at Youhuang in surprise. She could figure out Ran Hai's low level of cultivation, but the man in front of her was not someone she could rely on for divination with her level of cultivation.

You Huang realized that he had let the cat out of the bag again, and laughed dryly: "I also heard about it from the demon cultivators. There is a cliff at the end of the medicine garden. Everyone is fighting for a spiritual fruit. They said that Dongjun is determined to get the spiritual fruit."

"What kind of spiritual fruit can make Dongjunlian so determined to get it?" the masked man asked with interest.

"Spiritual Transmigration Fruit." You Huang gave the name and said, "It emits a fragrance that makes people feel refreshed just by smelling it. Many people are scrambling for it."

"The Soul-crossing Fruit is ripe!"

The Demon Lord asked Youhuang in surprise, which was considered as his acknowledgment that Youhuang was not wrong.

You Huang said uncertainly: "The fruit is red, so it should be ripe."

"You can only choose one between the Heavenly Sword and the Soul-Transferring Fruit." The masked man protected You Huang behind him, and it was obvious that he wanted the Heavenly Sword.

"make a deal."

Dongjun thought about it and agreed readily.

Before leaving, Dongjun glanced at Youhuang and said jokingly, "Little ant, we will meet again."

Unwilling to be outdone, You Huang shouted, "No matter how weak an ant is, it has never been destroyed. If I see you again, I will chop you to death."

The masked man looked at You Huang and smiled, "Yes, the ants have never been eliminated. Now you start to recognize the sword and then hand it over to me for safekeeping. When you are strong enough in the future, I will return the sword to you."

The face changes quickly enough.

"Senior, why do you need so many artifacts?"

Youhuang did not recognize his master immediately, but was curious about why the masked man collected so many artifacts.

At first, he targeted her because he was looking for the Qinshen Bell, then in Building No. 1, he was looking for the Yang'a Bow, and now in the ancient tomb, he is looking for the Tianqi Sword.

The masked man thought for a while before answering. He looked at You Huang and said, "You are too weak. There are some things that people at your level cannot understand."

"Hurry up and sign a contract with Tianqi." The mask urged Youhuang.

"Tianqi is so powerful, will I be controlled by her?" Youhuang asked cautiously.

"You are the one who takes the lead when I am here."

The masked man answered calmly, raised his hand and used his spiritual power to hit the black mist in the air.

The black mist made a harsh sound and soon dissipated, revealing a silver-white sword dotted with emeralds, shining brightly before the eyes.