"The Flavors of the Mortal World, who brews them?"

Chen Xun took a sip, smacked his lips, and said.

Ji Mengli smiled and cupped her hands, "It's my humble work."

Chen Xun glanced at her and replied, "Not humble at all."

He continued, "The ingredients for brewing the Flavors of the Mortal World are not easy to come by. They encompass the four seasons and are spread across the Northern Profound. You're selling them to me at a bargain."

Ji Mengli's eyes lit up, "Chen, you're right. In the early years, I traveled all over the Northern Profound to brew this. I even ventured to the Misty Snow Plains north of Northern Profound for one ingredient, almost losing my life there."

Chen Xun nodded, teasing, "I didn't expect a woman like you to be such a wine enthusiast. Truly rare."

Ji Mengli laughed heartily, "I don't deserve such praise."

Though Ji Mengli was a woman, her personality was bold and unrestrained, full of masculine spirit.

But soon, Ji Mengli's smile faded, and a cloud of sorrow appeared on her beautiful face, "Wine is a good thing. When you're lost in its haze, you can forget many unhappy things."

Chen Xun shook his head, "True, but it's only temporary, isn't it?"

Ji Mengli murmured, "Temporary... is good enough."

Seeing this, Chen Xun said no more and continued drinking and enjoying the scenery.

Ji Mengli said, "Chen, when you learned my name, you weren't surprised or afraid at all. I guess you haven't heard of me."

Chen Xun laughed, "It's not that I'm not surprised or afraid; it's just that nothing in this world can surprise or frighten me."

Ji Mengli was taken aback by his arrogance, shook her head helplessly, thinking that Chen Xun must have drunk too much and was talking nonsense.

"If I told you I came from a Demonic Sect, would you be afraid?"

Ji Mengli looked at Chen Xun, slightly worried.

Chen Xun glanced at her sideways and laughed, "Even if the Heavenly King stood before me, I wouldn't be afraid. What is a mere Demon Sect?"

Ji Mengli was dumbfounded, quickly glanced at the sky, and made a shushing gesture, "Shh, Chen, such blasphemous words shouldn't be spoken. We cultivators fear the Heavenly Dao the most. You must be drunk."

Chen Xun shook his head, indifferent.

"Sigh."

Ji Mengli sighed, took a swig from the wine jug, wiped her mouth, and continued, "I often hate myself for being born into the Demon Sect. You don't know, Chen, the cruelty of the Demon Sect is hair-raising. For years, I've wandered freely outside, truly happy. But recently, the Demon Sect called me back."

Chen Xun casually said, "If you dislike the Demon Sect, why go back?"

"I have no choice." Ji Mengli smiled bitterly, looked at Chen Xun, and said with difficulty, "I am the Saintess of the Great Derivation Demon Sect, and the Sect Master is my biological father."

As she spoke, Ji Mengli kept watching Chen Xun, only to find he showed no change in expression, unmoved, which shocked her even more.

Isn't he afraid at all?

Chen Xun said, "As the Demon Sect Saintess with a Sect Master father, you must have been exposed to the ways of the Demon Sect since childhood. You should be used to it by now. Why such thoughts?"

Ji Mengli pursed her lips, "If it's cultivators fighting, that's normal in the Cultivation World. But I've seen mortals kidnapped for alchemy, including the elderly, women, and children. You don't know, Chen, the youngest was just a few years old. I clearly remember when he was dragged to the alchemy furnace, he desperately called to me, 'Sister, I don't want to die, I don't want to die...' From that day, I loathed the Demon Sect and traveled, during which I brewed this Flavors of the Mortal World."

Chen Xun nodded slightly, finding the wine in his mouth a bit more bitter.

Who would've thought the Flavors of the Mortal World had such a layer of meaning?

Ji Mengli sighed, "Now, the Northern Profound Demon Sect has started capturing disciples of the Righteous Path as blood slaves. The Righteous and Demonic Paths will inevitably go to war. My father must have called me back because of this."

Chen Xun said nothing, sighing inwardly. The world is unpredictable; a kind-hearted person born into the Demon Sect—such is fate.

But Chen Xun showed little emotion. Having lived countless years, he had seen all the world's facets.

Chen Xun asked, "What will you do after you return?"

Ji Mengli lowered her head, "Whatever happens, happens. My life is bound to the Demon Sect, hard to escape."

Chen Xun smiled slightly, stood up, "It's getting late. I shall take my leave."

Ji Mengli quickly stood up, "Thank you, Chen, for listening to my troubles today. I feel much better. If you wish, you're welcome to visit the Great Derivation Demon Sect anytime."

"We'll see."

Chen Xun said as he walked out of the pavilion, gradually disappearing from sight.

Ji Mengli watched him go, feeling a sense of regret. A thousand cups of wine are too few when drinking with a kindred spirit.

Chen Xun was elusive, unfathomable, carefree—a truly remarkable person.

"Sigh."

Ji Mengli sighed, left the pavilion, and soared into the sky, flying towards the sect.

.........

Days later.

In the Dao Heaven Sect territory.

A group of returning elders and disciples stood there, shocked at the sight of the corpses and the heads with eyes wide open!

At a glance, there were hundreds of headless corpses!

Zhao Ting, never having seen such a scene, turned pale and couldn't help but retch.

The inner and outer sect disciples' pupils contracted, their hearts filled with fear.

Wang Tianfu and Zhou Tong scanned the area with grave expressions.

These hundreds of corpses were all demonic cultivators!

Suddenly, Wang Tianfu saw a head and exclaimed, "Shadow Fiend, that looks like the Shadow Fiend of the Great Derivation Demon Sect!"

At the mention of the Great Derivation Demon Sect, everyone shuddered.

For the Great Derivation Demon Sect was a top-tier existence among the Northern Profound's Demon Sects.

Zhou Tong's eyes changed, and he quickly walked over, examined it closely, and said, "The Fifth Elder is right, this is indeed the Fourth Elder of the Great Derivation Demon Sect, Shadow Fiend!"

It was clear these demonic cultivators from the Great Derivation Demon Sect had set an ambush here, as evidenced by the destroyed formation flags nearby.

It seemed these demonic cultivators had laid in wait while they were out, planning to ambush them upon their return.

Although Wang Tianfu and Zhou Tong were core elders, with so many demonic cultivators and the mid-Nascent Soul stage Shadow Fiend leading them, an ambush could have had unpredictable results.

Wang Tianfu and Zhou Tong exchanged a look, feeling a lingering fear.

They could tell the Shadow Fiend and his demonic cultivators were instantly killed!

Instantly killed without resistance!

The smooth cuts on each headless corpse and head made it clear!

Who could have done this?

Wang Tianfu and Zhou Tong swallowed hard, also wondering if the missing Dao Heaven Sect disciples had been captured by the Great Derivation Demon Sect.

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With this thought, Wang Tianfu shouted, "All disciples, gather the bodies and return to the sect immediately!!"

"Yes!"