Chunibyo in Cultivation World

【Host, I suggest you leave the demonic sect territory immediately — evil demons were born of the same root. The evil demon you just killed has probably spread news of your situation to the others.】

Receiving Li Tianwei’s outrageously smug thought, the System still could not help but dissuade him.

It also understood that this Li Tianwei fellow was headstrong and would not possibly listen, yet it itself could not persuade Li Tianwei even a little.

The System therefore felt rather helpless.

“I will leave before they mobilize together.”

Li Tianwei replied simply.

He walked on; everywhere in his view was withered, with little vitality.

This made Li Tianwei frown, for he had not seen a single human shadow along the way.

At first Li Tianwei thought he had fallen into a relatively remote area, but the ruined villages and small towns below all testified that this place had once been inhabited.

When he had taken Liu Lingming’s magic device from White Profound City to the Sacred Land of Lingxu back then, there had been no scene like this.

In comparison, the situation in the demonic sect territory was telling.

Just as Li Tianwei was thinking that the ordinary people in the demonic sect territory might have been wiped out, he finally sensed several strands of life force.

After all, during his enlightenment, Li Tianwei had experienced the world’s resentment energy and had deeply felt the plight of ordinary people under these cultivators.

“Finally someone.”

Seeing this, Li Tianwei immediately headed toward those auras.

Soon, he arrived above them — a simple group of people, seven or eight and a donkey cart.

These people were almost all sallow and emaciated, skin clinging to bones, faces exhausted, eyes particularly murky; though they were people in name, they no longer looked human.

Li Tianwei frowned deeply at the sight and then descended beside the group, intending to ask about the situation in this area.

Before he could speak, the group panicked at Li Tianwei’s descent from midair; their eyes filled with fear and alarm when they looked at him.

Unlike the ordinary people in White Profound City who would have immediately shouted “Immortal Master” and knelt to worship upon seeing a cultivator, these did not.

With the Dao Intent of Anger present, Li Tianwei could clearly feel the mixed emotions on these people — not only panic, but despair, and even a trace of anger.

Before Li Tianwei could speak, the leader of the group stepped forward and said immediately.

“Sir, sir, we are the Blood Slaves affiliated with the Blood Fiend Sect. We have already had our blood taken once before.”

After saying this, he watched Li Tianwei’s expression cautiously, as if trying to intimidate Li Tianwei with the Blood Fiend Sect’s name.

Perhaps only ordinary people in the demonic sect territory knew how terrifying these cultivators were; they kept people from each area in pens, and for the sake of cultivation they spared no means.

Almost everywhere most people became the various demonic sects’ slaves, and all they were given to survive were the scant provisions granted by those sects, merely enough to continue birthing the next generation.

And what were those newborns used for?

They were almost all turned into consumables for the demonic cultivators — taking mothers and children in batches to extract maternal-child resentment, torturing them; dissecting fetuses for cultivation…

The Blood Fiend Sect’s cultivation method was to condense human essence-and-blood; the number of blood slaves under their control was countless.

Almost from the moment someone was born, they had to supply blood to the Blood Fiend Sect.

Newborn children’s essence-and-blood were the best; the territories under their rule all had to make offerings for them.

Compared with the Blood Fiend Sect, other cultivators required all manner of strange things — they might suddenly decide to refine you.

Here the lives of ordinary people were worth less than nothing; that was why these people looked at Li Tianwei with such fear — afraid he had come to refine them.

Li Tianwei saw their instinctive fear and heard the cold words issuing from his own mouth.

Although he had expected something like this, the reality before him told him it was far worse than he had imagined.

“Elder, I am not one of those demonic cultivators. I am a righteous major sect cultivator from the Sacred Land of Lingxu.”

“I am not one of those evil outsiders; I will not do anything to you.”

Li Tianwei revealed his identity with a smile.

But when he finished speaking, the people did not show excitement or relief; instead, they reacted with even more panic.

The leader’s face was full of grief as he first tried to dissuade him.

“Immortal Master, please leave quickly. I do not know how you differentiate righteous and demonic Immortal Masters, but I feel you are a good person.”

“Being a good person here is useless. Last time a cultivator like you tried to save us; the elder of the Blood Fiend Sect flayed him alive, used his bones to make a magic instrument, and — they even imprisoned his soul in a banner, according to what people said.”

“ This place is hell, worse than the eighteen layers of hell. ”

“Such a thing actually happened.”

Li Tianwei felt a chill in his heart at that and his expression darkened; after all, he had felt the resentment of a hundred thousand people through the world’s resentment energy — those cultivators would stop at nothing to advance.

And now that he had come to this demonic sect territory, a place that should have been an excellent shortcut for cultivation, it had been turned by them into something resembling the eighteen layers of hell.

Whether the people before him spoke truth or not, Li Tianwei did not need to verify; he had felt the world and could tell at a glance.

At the very least, these people were not like the evil demons and demonic cultivators he had encountered, who seemed to be wrapped in wandering souls and spouted all manner of filthy words.

“So, Immortal Master, please leave as soon as possible!”

“This is no place for people to stay.”

The leader shook his head and sighed; in his murky eyes Li Tianwei saw a strange calm — the numbness forged by suffering.

Li Tianwei raised his head and looked around at those gaunt, sallow people of the western surroundings.

After meeting his gaze, they shrank back repeatedly; the fear and timidity revealed how cruel their reality was.

Guided by their emotions, Li Tianwei suddenly felt the anger he had comprehended boiling up, setting his Heart-Fire ablaze.

Under the pull of anger, murderous intent rose; death intent descended, resentment surfaced, and an evil intent stood stark.

“Having come to this demonic sect territory for such a short time, I only realized that all these demonic cultivators must die; there was no reasoning with them.”

“They occupy such a fine shortcut for cultivation but do not cultivate sincerely; they deal only in evil and outsiders.”

Li Tianwei exhaled and his eyes became particularly resolute — the evil demons must be exterminated.

“Can you take me to the Blood Fiend Sect’s territory? Speak freely; I will not implicate you.”

The group had expected Li Tianwei to leave, and they had not imagined he would say this.

For a moment they did not know how to answer.