227: Chapter 227 The Demonic Cultivator's Last Words, Longji Remains Silent

Upon receiving Shi Yan's response, Yinglong's eyes lit up instantly like stars, and she was so excited she almost flew into the air on the spot.

"Really?! Is that true, Teacher?! Then I'm going now!!"

Before her voice had even faded, she could hardly wait to transform into a golden dragon shadow, tearing through space and heading straight for Fire Cloud Cave.

Shi Yan reached out to stop her but only grabbed a wisp of an afterimage, shaking his head with a helpless chuckle: "This girl... still so impatient. Oh well, let her be."

As Yinglong sped along, she muttered excitedly to herself: "Get there early, just in case! What if Princess Longji has already arrived and I miss the good show? Hehe... Uncle turning into Grandfather, that sounds very interesting!"

Meanwhile, above an immortal mountain somewhere in the Primordial World. Princess Longji's demon-slaying training was still continuing.

She stood high in the sky, watching Guangchengzi and Maitreya join forces below to firmly suppress a Late Stage Devil Cultivator, her face gradually showing signs of boredom.

She turned her head to look at the Deity of the Water Department beside her and found a topic: "Water Virtue Star Lord, are there any fun places among your Human Race?"

After Shi Yan's invitation, Princess Longji was exceptionally curious about the Human Race in her heart at this moment.

The Deity of the Water Department was slightly stunned and replied honestly: "Princess, I have been guarding the Heavenly Court's Water Department for years and rarely return to the Human Race, so I am not clear about the specific entertainment venues of the Human Race... However, there are many Mortals in the Human Race, so I imagine there must be quite a few entertainment activities."

Hearing that there were many entertainment activities, Princess Longji's eyes lit up slightly, and then she asked again: "Then does the Human Race have any places with beautiful scenery? I'm tired of the sea of clouds in the Heavenly Court and want to find something fresh."

The Deity of the Water Department nodded and said: "Yes, and quite a few. The unique spiritual mountains and beautiful waters, and the vast blue waves of the Coast of the East Sea are no worse than the Heavenly Court's sea of clouds. The Human-Dragon trade Small World, although not as good as the creations of Heaven and Earth, also has its own unique flavor..."

Princess Longji listened with great interest and was just about to ask something else when Maitreya's voice suddenly came from below: "Princess Longji, this Taiyi Devil Cultivator has already been suppressed by us... Come down quickly and deal the finishing blow!"

"Okay!" Princess Longji responded and turned to say to the Deity of the Water Department: "Water Virtue Star Lord, I'm going down first!"

The Deity of the Water Department nodded and chuckled: "Eliminating demons is the priority."

Princess Longji flew down and landed in front of Guangchengzi. The Taiyi Devil Cultivator, who was firmly suppressed by the Dao charm of a Daluo, looked up and saw the leisurely Princess Longji. His eyes instantly ignited with a light intertwined with excitement, resentment, and madness.

He tried desperately to get up, but Guangchengzi casually increased the pressure by half a point, pinning him down so he couldn't move. He could only lie on the ground and let out an unwilling roar: "Why!!!"

Guangchengzi's eyes narrowed, and he instantly increased the pressure, saying coldly: "Stay down!"

The Devil Cultivator's eyes were full of injustice and jealousy as he stared fixedly at Princess Longji, his voice hoarse and crazed: "Why do you get to be pampered in every way! Why does one word from your Heavenly Court make my tribe become a sacrifice for the contention of ten thousand races!"

"Why must we, the bottom-tier Cultivators, be treated as cannon fodder for the Tribulation, and when we finally find a glimmer of survival... we are used by you 'second-generation immortals' as consumables to 'farm Karma'?!"

"Ahhhhh... I refuse to accept this!!!"

The Devil Cultivator acted like a madman, his Devilish Qi surging wildly, but he was never able to break free from the suppression. Guangchengzi and Maitreya exchanged a glance, both expressionless.

Listening to the Devil Cultivator's words... Princess Longji stood frozen in place, watching the Taiyi Devil Cultivator's crazed appearance, her hand gripping the haotian mirror tightening slightly. 'Sacrifice... consumables... second-generation immortals...'

Three terms she had never heard before swirled in her Primordial Spirit, turning her thoughts into a mess!

Seeing that Princess Longji had not made a move for a long time, Maitreya urged from the side: "Junior Sister, hurry up and do it." "Don't be deceived by the Devil Cultivator!"

"Hm. Oh... okay." With Maitreya's reminder, Princess Longji reacted. "Swish." As the haotian mirror shone, the Devil Cultivator dissipated, and Karma was credited.

With an extra wisp of Karma in her Primordial Spirit, Princess Longji did not feel a shred of joy... Instead, a heavy sense of oppression welled up in her heart.

She looked down at the gradually dissipating Devilish Qi below, as well as the eyes of the Devil Cultivator filled with resentment and despair before his death, her fingers gripping the haotian mirror tightening involuntarily. "...Why is it like this?"

Princess Longji murmured softly, her voice carrying a hint of confusion. She turned to look at Guangchengzi and asked softly: "Senior Brother Guangchengzi, did the Heavenly Court cause him to fall into the Demonic Path?"

Seeing Princess Longji's sudden change... Guangchengzi remained expressionless: "No." But clearly, Princess Longji was not satisfied with his answer.

Princess Longji's expression became serious: "Senior Brother, there is no need to treat me like a child, I also have the cultivation of a Taiyi Golden Immortal! There are some things I understand even if they aren't said!"

Upon hearing this, Guangchengzi turned to look at the Water Virtue Star Lord. Then, seeing him nod, he looked at Princess Longji and admitted: "In the Great War of Ten Thousand Races, the ants of small tribes can only survive until now by falling into the Demonic Path..."

Getting this answer, Princess Longji sighed. "So that's it?" She murmured in a low voice, her fingers gripping the haotian mirror tightening slightly.

The Devil Cultivator's eyes filled with resentment and despair just now, and Guangchengzi's decisive action to block the sound made the trace of pity in her heart even heavier.

Seeing that Princess Longji's expression was not right, Guangchengzi explained in a deep voice: "Junior Sister, under the Tribulation, all ten thousand races suffer. For those small tribes seeking a glimmer of survival, many have indeed embarked on the Demonic Path."

"Although understandable, once they enter the Demonic Path, they are completely corrupted, slaughtering living beings, and are the public enemies of the Primordial World. We eliminate demons to act on behalf of Heaven and clear up the Primordial World." "Junior Sister, you don't need to have too much pressure!"

Maitreya also nodded from the side, "Exactly. These Devil Cultivators who have fallen into the Demonic Path are no longer living beings of the Primordial World. They already died the day they entered the Demonic Path!"

Princess Longji was silent for a moment, then finally nodded gently. "Junior Sister, let's continue." Guangchengzi said gently, "The next place where the Devil Cultivator is hiding is not far away." "Mm... let's go."

Princess Longji took a deep breath, put away the haotian mirror, and followed.

After Princess Longji followed Guangchengzi and left first, a bone-chilling coldness instantly appeared on Maitreya's originally smiling face.

He looked down at the wisp of the Devil Cultivator's remaining Primordial Spirit fragments that were about to dissipate, grabbed them fiercely with his palm, and directly crushed them in his palm. "Despicable Devil Cultivator, actually daring to bewitch the Heavenly Court Princess..." "Die!"

As the cold words fell, golden light flared in Maitreya's palm, and flames burned fiercely. The Devil Cultivator's remnant soul, along with his last trace of true spirit, was instantly refined, leaving not even a chance for Reincarnation, as if this person had never been born in the Primordial World.

After finishing the cleanup work, Maitreya put away the coldness, and his face was once again adorned with his signature Western smile. He flicked his finger, and a jade talisman containing images broke through the air, heading straight for the Thirty-Six Heavens. Afterwards, he leisurely caught up with the main group.