A Demon’s Path

Ling Xiao stood in front of the empty ruins that was still a house in the morning, and it took him a long time to squeeze out two words: "***!"

These days, with housing prices so high, is it easy to own a small house of more than ten square meters in Beimin City?

Those bastards are lucky, destroying demons and destroying demons, even destroying their own houses, turning a good-looking local resident of Beimin City into a Beidiao, why doesn't Ling Xiao vomit three liters of blood?

However, when he thought that he was already a rich man and joined the Beimin faction, his mood improved a lot.

Walking to a corner of the ruined house, Ling Xiao had a thought, and a shovel in that magical space appeared in his hand.

Anyway, the sky is dark now, and the neighbors who ran out to seek refuge have not returned yet, so he is not afraid of being discovered by others.

This shovel is very useful, any hard stone will be shattered to dust as soon as it touches it.

In fact, Ling Xiao knew when he thought about it, if it wasn't for treasures, why would the Patriarch of the Seven Demons store an ordinary shovel in this space?

With the help of this shovel, Ling Xiao shoveled away the gravel and dug a small hole.

In the pit, a small box lay quietly.

Ling Xiao patted his chest, fortunately, the box was not smashed by the man in blue.

Ling Xiao put away the shovel, took out the small box, and opened it carefully.

There were dozens of orange crystals in the box, and Ling Xiao also put them into that strange space.

Even though these dozens of orange crystals are nothing to Ling Xiao who now has countless crystals in the Seven Soul Demon Chain, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

Spending money has never been Ling Xiao's habit, it is his virtue to haggle every penny and take advantage of everything.

In addition to the dozens of orange crystals, there is also a palm-sized gray token in the box.

The material of this token is neither wood nor iron, I don't know what material it is made of, it is very hard, Ling Xiao once used it to break open a walnut shell.

Holding this long-hidden token again, Ling Xiao couldn't help but think of that figure again.

Ever since Ling Xiao had memories of the day when he was six years old, a man with a smile on his face handed this token into his hand and said to him: "Son, you are already six years old, and you should learn to live independently, right? No? You keep this thing, it may be of some use in the future. If you can reach the Heavenly Soul Realm, then come to me, and we will go to see your mother together. If you can’t reach the Heavenly Soul Realm, then you Be an ordinary person here honestly!"

After all, the man who claimed to be his father went and never looked back.

Ling Xiao vaguely remembered that when the man left, the sunlight shone on the man's figure, stretching his figure very long.

Moreover, a few drops of water came from nowhere and landed on Ling Xiao's face. He inadvertently drank it, the taste was salty and bitter.

Who are you? from where? Why did father just leave like this? Why do I have no memory at all before the age of six? What is this strange token?

Because of these problems, Ling Xiao has been depressed for twelve years.

All these years of trying to make money is to save enough crystals to buy a soul chain and become a soul chain master.

He believes that as long as he becomes a strong chain soul master, one day he will solve the mysteries about himself.

Fortunately, Ling Xiao didn't need to spend money to buy it. The ancestor of the Seven Demons not only gave away the Seven Soul Demon Chain for free, but also gave away a lot of "gifts" and crystals.

Ling Xiao thought it over now, even though the gift was too big, he accepted it calmly.

Isn't it just to kill those seven guys who don't like it no matter how you look at it? make a deal!

However, what Ling Xiao has to do right now is to immediately return to the Beimin faction in the back mountain of Beimin city. Cheng Gantai, the cheap master he just met, only gave him an hour to handle "housework" by himself.

With a thought in Ling Xiao's mind, the token suddenly fell into that strange space.

Suddenly, the token changed, and Ling Xiao was shocked!

In that strange space, the token that was originally plain and dull now burst into light, revealing two, three, five bright spots of light.

The two light spots above, one gold and one black, are facing the two ends of a circular pattern.

One side of this circular golden dot is white, and the other side of the black dot is jet black.

The three light spots below are lined up side by side, and a strange square character is written under each of the light spots.

Although Ling Xiao knew many characters in Yaotian Continent as soon as he could remember, he didn't know these three characters.

Ling Xiao even had an absurd idea that these words should not belong to this world, otherwise how could he not recognize them?

These three light spots flickered for a while and then dimmed, but Ling Xiao could see them clearly, they were blood red, earth brown and sky blue respectively.

"What a weird thing." The change of this token not only failed to solve Ling Xiao's question, but made him even more confused.

However, Ling Xiao understands that this thing must be the same as his current Seven Soul Demon Chain, which is something that cannot be seen.

"That Cheng Qiantai accepts me as an apprentice. It's okay, go to him and ask for a necklace for a soul master to dress up. Anyway, the ancestor of the seven demons said that I have two souls of a god and a devil, and there is no conflict in practicing at the same time."

With wishful thinking in mind, Ling Xiao rushed towards the Beimin faction in the back mountain of Beimin City.

However, if someone saw Ling Xiao running wildly at this time, his eyes would definitely widen.

His current speed could rival a fast horse unknowingly.

Of course, Ling Xiao himself just felt that his body was a little light, other than that, he didn't feel anything unusual.

Ling Xiao went straight up the mountain road at the back of Beimin City, and soon reached the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain is a very grand and large building. The green jade porcelain pasted on the outer wall alone is enough to buy the entire city of Beimin.

Not to mention, the perpetual white light hanging on both sides directly above the gate, and the black feather stone plaque with the three characters "Beimin faction".

No matter which one is placed in the secular world, it is a priceless thing.

"The Beimin faction is really rich!" This was the first time Ling Xiao had observed the Beimin faction closely.

On weekdays, ordinary people like them just stand at the foot of the mountain and watch from a distance, how dare they get so close to the Beimin faction.

"Where did you come from, wild boy, this is not where you came from, get out!"

The two guards of the Beimin faction looked like slaves. When they saw Ling Xiao, two words were carved on their eyes nakedly: Snobbish.

"Dogs look down on people!" Ling Xiao cursed secretly in his heart, with the standard Ling Xiao smile on his face: "Two senior brothers, please report to Master that I, Ling Xiao, are here."

"Why would the head take a wild boy like you as his apprentice! Get out of here..." The little servant was about to continue to blow Ling Xiao away, but stopped with his hands that were about to hit.

Ling Xiao held two orange crystals in his hands, shining extremely charmingly under the reflection of the setting sun.

"Ahem..." The boy coughed dryly twice, and the hand that only wanted to knock Ling Xiao away grabbed the two orange crystals.

The other servant stared intently at the two crystals in his companion's hand, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

Ling Xiao sneered inwardly, took out two orange crystals from his bag, and handed them to another servant: "This is to honor the two senior brothers, please trouble the two senior brothers."

"See, you're quite interesting!" The boy who received the two crystals first patted Ling Xiao on the shoulder: "Wait here, I'll report to the master."

These two gatekeepers are not disciples of the Beimin faction, but just handymen here.

The usual monthly salary of the two of them was only fifty red crystals, but Ling Xiao gave them two hematites at one go, which was equivalent to their four months' salary.

Money can make ghosts grind, Ling Xiao is deeply saddened by this truth, when these four orange crystals are sent out, the two "ghosts" will naturally move.

After a while, the young man came out with a worried look on his face: "The head let you in, I dare not accept the spar you gave me, brother..."

They originally thought that Ling Xiao was just a wild boy, so they were naturally cruel to him. Now that they know that Ling Xiao is actually the new apprentice of the head of the sect, they absolutely dare not offend Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao was too lazy to argue with these two bullying snobs, and Ling Xiao didn't intend to take back the spar she gave away.

These two guys have taken their spar, are they still afraid that they won't obediently be their younger brothers?

When he first came to Beimin faction, Ling Xiao didn't understand a lot of things. With these two guys around, it was much easier to ask questions.

Ling Xiao laughed and said, "It's okay, I will give this spar to you as long as I said I would give it to you, why would I want to go back? By the way, what are the names of the two elder brothers?"

The two boys were flattered: "Brother, you are serious. My name is Xiaosi, and his name is Xiaowu. If there is anything to do in the future, just ask us to do it."

"It's easy to say, let's lead the way, Brother Xiaosi." Seeing that the effect was achieved, Ling Xiao smiled and followed Xiaosi into the Beimin faction.

When he came to the door of a hall, Xiao Si stopped in his tracks: "The head is inside, I can only take you here, brother."

"It's easy to say, Brother Xiao Si, you can go." After sending Xiao Si away, Ling Xiao tidied up her clothes and walked into the hall solemnly.

Nearly a hundred young people of the same age as Ling Xiao stood in the two rows on the left and right of the hall. They were looking at this new disciple with curious eyes and whispering for a while.

Ling Xiao knew some of these people, and some didn't. The ones he knew were nothing more than saying that Ling Xiao was a little beggar or something.

Ling Xiao remained expressionless, pretending she didn't hear it.

The head of the hall, Cheng Qiantai, was sitting on the main seat in the hall, and a pair of young men and women stood on both sides of him.

The man was tall and mighty, with a steady and confident look on his square face. The big eyes under the thick eyebrows looked at Ling Xiao with piercing eyes, as if they wanted to see Ling Xiao thoroughly, up and down, inside and out.

The woman standing on the right is about sixteen years old, and looks quite delicate. It's just that those eyes full of youthfulness and agility didn't look directly at Ling Xiao, and they were still murmuring some words that Ling Xiao could barely hear.

Seeing the contemptuous expression on the girl's face, it is probably not a good word.

Ling Xiao pretended that he didn't hear it, and walked up to the majestic Cheng Qiantai, and gave a respectful salute: "Disciple Ling Xiao is here."