113: Do you think this is fair?

Chu Xuan Ning still wanted to say something, but her delicate body suddenly fell backward, leaning into Chu Yuan's embrace.

This happened because she had just forgotten Chu Yuan's words, and being momentarily careless, was caused by Chu Yuan's sudden acceleration.

"Young Master, Ning'er didn't do it on purpose!" Her face slightly flushed, she quickly explained.

Chu Yuan whispered, "It's fine. Concentrate a little more. Things are about to get a bit troublesome."

Hearing this, Chu Xuan Ning quickly nodded and stopped speaking.

However, her delicate body, resting in Chu Yuan's arms, didn't seem to have any intention of moving away.

Just then, Little White suddenly spoke, "Chu Yuan, do you need help?"

Chu Yuan blinked, a slight smile curving his lips. "I do have a need, but isn't it because I didn't want to trouble Little White?"

Little White was about to nod, but then heard Chu Yuan change his tone and continue speaking:

"Of course, if Little White doesn't mind the trouble, you can extend your cute little hand and wave them out of existence."

Hearing this, Little White raised her eyes and glanced at Chu Yuan, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

"I can, but I'll leave one for you to practice on."

As her voice fell, without her even seeming to act, five of the six people behind them suddenly plummeted from the sky, falling downwards.

Seeing this, Chu Yuan released Chu Xuan Ning and chuckled, "Ning'er, go collect the treasures from their bodies."

"Alright!"

Chu Xuan Ning nodded, and without doubting him, jumped off the light-chasing sword and flew down.

As for Chu Yuan, he turned the sword around and flew back towards the Demon God Cultist who was controlling his own sword.

At this moment, the opponent also sensed that the situation was dire and immediately turned to flee.

But at that moment, a light barrier, like a massive sphere, encompassed both of them.

The Demon God Cultist's expression changed drastically. He raised his sword, condensed his strongest attack, and fiercely blasted it onto the light barrier.

But to his despair, the light barrier before him merely rippled slightly before quickly returning to calm, remaining as steady as Mount Tai.

Witnessing this scene, the Demon God Cultist revealed a look of despair and turned to face Chu Yuan.

"How did you do that?"

"You have a treasure bestowed by a Divine Realm Great Expert on you, don't you?"

Hearing this, Chu Yuan lowered his head, glanced at Little White, and chuckled, "You're right. Consider yourselves unlucky."

"You..."

The Demon God Cultist frowned deeply. Receiving confirmation from Chu Yuan, his heart sank further into despair.

He stood there quietly, making no moves.

It wasn't that he didn't want to come over and kill Chu Yuan, but since the other party dared to appear before him, they certainly weren't afraid of him.

Or rather, they had a trump card capable of killing him!

Given this, what else could he do?

At this point, Chu Yuan chuckled, speaking in an unhurried voice, "Since you're going to die anyway, how about answering a few questions for me?"

"Why should I answer you?" The Demon God Cultist snorted coldly, his voice chilling.

Chu Yuan chuckled, "Oh dear, don't be so anxious. Listen to my questions first."

The Demon God Cultist remained silent, a faint, chilling light flashing in his eyes.

Yet, Chu Yuan continued, "My questions are simple. What did your Demon God Cult come here to do this time, how many people came, and what were their strengths?"

"Were there any other forces involved, how many people, and what were their strengths?"

The Demon God Cultist looked at Chu Yuan with suspicion upon hearing this. "We came here, naturally, to slaughter this batch of Cultivators who entered the Secret Realm. As for the other questions, I won't tell you."

Slaughter?

Chu Yuan blinked, thinking that nine Spirit Soul Realm experts certainly had the capability to cause a massacre among the others.

He gave a slight smile and said, "I think you should consider this: since you're going to die anyway, why bother worrying about what happens after?"

"Besides, if my guess is correct, besides the Demon God Cult, there should be other forces involved, right?"

"Your Demon God Cult has suffered heavy losses, so why should they escape completely unscathed and return loaded with spoils?"

"You are about to die, so why should they live, return home, and receive rewards? Do you think that is fair?"

Hearing these words, the Demon God Cultist's expression changed. His eyes narrowed, and a faint, sinister glint flashed within them.

Yet, Chu Yuan continued, "I intend to find and hunt these people down, but unfortunately, I don't have specific information. Do you really want them to go back and receive rewards?"

Hearing this, the Demon God Cultist suddenly felt that it made a lot of sense, for reasons unknown, and his heart began to stir.

He didn't know, however, that this was entirely due to Little White discerning Chu Yuan's intentions and secretly interfering with his mind.

Chu Yuan watched him quietly, then suddenly chuckled, "How about this? As long as you tell me, and then fight me, I guarantee I won't kill you. How does that sound?"

"Are you serious?" The Demon God Cultist suddenly looked up, his voice unexpectedly containing a hint of anticipation.

Chu Yuan chuckled, "I can swear an oath. I absolutely will not strike to kill you. You can completely trust this."

Hearing this, the Demon God Cultist fell silent.

In this world, an oath must be fulfilled; otherwise, the sworn consequences will manifest.

For a moment, he was tempted.

Chu Yuan watched him quietly, a smile playing on his lips, showing no sign of hurry.

Outside the light barrier.

Chu Xuan Ning had already returned. She held five sumeru rings in her hand, looking at her Young Master... and the Little White in his arms with surprise and suspicion.

Those five Demon God Cultists were all dead, their Divine Souls annihilated.

To achieve this, one must be skilled in Divine Thought attacks, and their cultivation must be far higher than those five people.

But the one who killed them was actually Little White!

Little White, who was always held by her Young Master, was actually a hidden Yao Race Great Expert. This was something she truly hadn't expected.

That is to say, Little White's cultivation had reached at least the Seventh-Tier Yao Venerable Realm.

But how was this possible?

Would the Xuanhong Secret Realm allow a Seventh-Tier Yao Venerable Realm expert to enter?

Or was it that Little White was originally from this Secret Realm and had merely reached some agreement with the Young Master?

Chu Xuan Ning's mind was filled with countless thoughts; she didn't know what she was thinking about.

Inside the light barrier, the Black-Robed Figure was silent for a moment before finally nodding and saying, "I can tell you, but you need to swear an oath not to kill me, and not to allow the two of them to kill me either?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Little White and Chu Xuan Ning, having actually thought of this detail as well.

Hearing this, Chu Yuan nodded decisively. "I agree. Speak now!"

The Demon God Cultist didn't speak, but looked at Chu Yuan, seemingly signaling him to swear the oath.

Chu Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly. If he hadn't lacked the means to search the soul, he truly wouldn't want to go through all this trouble.

But if there were other Spirit Soul Realm evil Cultivators who came in, he was also looking forward to the gains from hunting them.

After all, they were Spirit Soul Realm experts; their assets shouldn't be too poor, right?

Moreover, these were all evil Cultivators, seemingly intolerable to the Human Race Cultivators—it would be a joy to kill them!

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and said, "I, Chu Er, hereby swear that if the person before me tells me the answers I seek and spars with me, I will definitely not kill him, nor will I permit the other two people present to kill him. Heavenly Dao bears witness."

"Should I violate this oath, my cultivation shall cease to advance normally!"

As his voice fell, a profound aura descended, landing on Chu Yuan's glabella.

Seeing this, Chu Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the Demon God Cultist opposite him. "You should be relieved now, right?"

The Demon God Cultist nodded, his mind seemingly relaxing greatly because of this, his body no longer tense.

Following this, he took a deep breath, and his voice slowly emerged.