Many Children And Many Blessings, I Am Flourishing In The Immortal Cultivation World

"I know of a gathering place for other demonic cultivators."

"Not interested, just want to have children."

"I also know of a place where there is a Fifth Grade genius spiritual treasure, an extremely rare spiritual herb!"

"Not interested, just want to have children."

"Yes, as long as you can help me lift the restrictions, remove the toxins from my body, I can tell you many secrets about the Heavenly Demon Temple!"

"Do you think I'm a fool? You can say it now, since you're not saying anything, just have children!"

Li Danqing's head was about to explode.

Having grown up like this.

Encountered countless enemies, experienced numerous battles, but someone like Chen Daoxuan who was unyielding was the first.

No matter what she said.

She couldn't help but mention having children.

"Stop right there! If you take one more step forward, I'll die in front of you!"

Li Danqing suddenly clenched her teeth, reached out her hand, and a hairpin appeared on her head, its sharp tip aimed at her throat!

"Come."

Chen Daoxuan showed no intention of stopping her.

Nor did he show any fear.

He calmly met her gaze.

One minute.

Five minutes.

Fifteen minutes!

Li Danqing couldn't hold on any longer, her hand loosened, and the hairpin fell to the ground and rolled away.

Saying the word "death" is easy, but actually doing it is difficult!

After all.

Li Danqing was not forced to a desperate situation.

In fact, Li Danqing deeply regretted it.

When she left the sect, the elders had said that they would leave a mark on Li Danqing's body, which could be activated with True Qi in times of danger, and if necessary, could even be detonated to die.

But Li Danqing was extremely confident.

After all.

Li Danqing was extremely skilled in the art of charm, and her disguise technique was also quite superb. Li Danqing was confident that as long as she acted low-key, she would not be discovered.

But she happened to encounter her nemesis.

She was caught by Chen Daoxuan.

"You need to understand one thing, the reason you can still sit here is because your subordinates haven't made any rash moves."

"If they really act, then you will have no value."

Chen Daoxuan's mouth slightly curved upwards. "And without a leader, they can't stir up any storms. The reason I am interrogating you, wanting to know their whereabouts, is just to hope that fewer ordinary people will die."

Saying this, Chen Daoxuan took a few steps forward, extended his index finger, and gently lifted Li Danqing's chin. "But you also know, the lives of ordinary people are simply not important."

"I... fine, I admit it, you win, tell me, what exactly..."

Before Li Danqing could finish speaking, her eyes were instantly covered again.

This time, it lasted for more than ten minutes.

Li Danqing finally regained her freedom and gasped for air in big gulps. She had almost suffocated just now.

"Now you tell me immediately, where are your subordinates."

Other matters could be put aside for now, but the matters concerning the demonic cultivators were urgent.

"I could tell you, but you wouldn't be able to enter anyway."

Li Danqing gritted his teeth, "That is a secret realm of our Heavenly Demon Temple, formed over endless years. As long as you hold the key, you can open a passage anywhere in this world and enter. To enter, one must be a demonic cultivator."

"Is that so..."

Chen Daoxuan nodded, "I don't need to worry about whether I can enter or not. Just tell me where it is."

"At..."

Li Danqing hesitated for a moment, but ultimately revealed the location.

Chen Daoxuan turned and left, and soon Zhou Qiankun arrived.

"You really are amazing, little brother. You managed to find out their location. However... according to what you said, it might be difficult to enter."

Zhou Qiankun pondered for a moment, "Why not use your method of luring the snake out of its hole?"

"That's exactly what I had in mind."

Chen Daoxuan nodded.

"The position of the Heavenly Demon Temple's Saintess is highly esteemed and of great importance. It is only natural to secretly detain and send her out of the city."

After a brief discussion, the two of them finalized their plan.

...

Gradually, night fell.

In a corner, a sneaky figure appeared. This figure resembled a rat, constantly sniffing the air, detecting no danger before slowly moving along the corridor and reaching the side of a road.

"This is great news."

The figure had just taken a few steps when it suddenly stopped, perked up its ears, and heard laughter coming from a nearby small tavern.

"I never expected that they would actually capture the Heavenly Demon Temple's Saintess."

Another voice came, "I heard that the Heavenly Demon Temple's Saintess is extremely beautiful, like a Celestial Immortal."

"Brother, at a time like this, you're still thinking about these things. If the Saintess were in front of you, I'm afraid you wouldn't even have the chance to see her before losing your life."

"Even if I die under the peony flower, I'll die with style. As cultivators, we also need to find some enjoyment."

Upon hearing the conversation inside, the figure's face turned pale, trembling all over. It swallowed a mouthful of saliva and pressed its body tightly against the wall.

"The Saintess has really been captured!"

The figure gritted its teeth and pondered for a moment before walking in another direction. After half an hour of stumbling and running like mad, the figure rushed towards a small courtyard.

"Something bad has happened! The Saintess has been captured!"

The figure shouted loudly as soon as it rushed into the courtyard, but before the sound could fully come out, a large black hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed it, crushing it in one go!

"What an idiot!"

Inside the secret realm, an old man with a hoarse voice cursed loudly, "Making such a loud noise, are you afraid that others don't know we're here?"

"What should we do next, Ancestor?"

Several demonic cultivators beside him swallowed their saliva, feeling quite scared.

"Why panic!"

The old woman held a cane and slammed it heavily on the ground, "The Saintess has only been captured, she hasn't died yet. As long as she's alive, we still have a chance!"

An organization composed of demonic cultivators naturally had internal struggles.

These people all relied on the Saintess, they were die-hard fans, so to speak. If the Saintess could ascend to power, their future positions and resources would be abundant. But if the Saintess fell, they would be utterly miserable, with no place to stand.

Especially the old woman, who was about to reach the end of her life, extremely old. If the Saintess fell, she would undoubtedly die, with no possibility of turning things around.

"Ancestor."

Just at that moment, another figure appeared in the secret realm, "I have already inquired. Zhou Qiankun has decided to send the Saintess to the imperial city."

"As expected."

The old woman narrowed her eyes slightly, "This time, it is our last chance to rescue the Saintess. Everyone, follow me. We must catch them off guard and bring the Saintess back."

"Yes!"

All the demonic cultivators made the necessary preparations.

If the Saintess was still in the city, they would have many options. They could capture some important figures or kill some people to use as leverage for an exchange. However, Zhou Qiankun was decisive and efficient. Once the news spread, he might already be on his way.