Chapter 51: Re-edited

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Jun Yanzhi did not speak, he gave tacit consent to that.

Jin Huan calmly said: “Since living is not as good as death, why should I tell you?”

Jun Yanzhi smiled and said in a light voice: “You have Fire and Earth double spirit roots and got the 160-years-old Core Formation, it's not strange that your understanding is higher than ordinary people. The strange is that, you have to go down the mountain every year and stay in a secluded cave for two or three months…”

“So what?”

“In those two or three months, missing bodies often occurred in the village graves around the Sky Balance sect, and some sick people suddenly died of illness. I didn’t understand it when I was young until the Qingxu Sword Sect taught showed us about demonic cultivation, practice by using corpse blood, that I learned that there are many countless ways to practice demon cultivation, and corpse blood practice is also one of them."

Jin Huan tried to be calm and said: “…You have already kept eyes on me for a long time.”

Jun Yanzhi kept quiet.

Jin Huan snorted with some anger: “Since we are of the same kind, I have no need to conceal from you. That's right, you and I are both demonic cultivators. It's just a pity that my luck isn't as good as you that you can control people’s heart demon effectively. On the contrary, I must be like a thief, sneaky digging up a grave for dead bodies.”

“…In the Zhu Feng Country, there are more demonic cultivators than  imagine. Qi Jingshan, who died a few days ago, is also an demonic cultivator, but his skill is not as good as you.” Jun Yanzhi thoughtfully said.

“Qi Jingshan was also killed by you…what's your identity now?”

Jun Yanzhi looked down at him from the top.

Jin Huan looked at him from head to toes, his appearance and temperament gave a flash in his mind, he could not help but be angry: “After I went crazy, how could a stranger meet me casually? Aren't you Jun YanZhi?!”

Jun Yanzhi’s eyes were like an animal without feelings.

“The savior is also the killer…even if you can't save me, it's also logical to say that my heart demon is too deep, and it can't be helped. Since you can't do anything because of that, no one will doubt it.” Jin Huan whispered and suddenly sneered: “If you want to know what happened in that year, why don’t you just ask your Shifu?”

Jun Yanzhi's heart skipped a beat: “What are you saying?”

“You don’t know?” Jin Huan’s slightly surprised face was full of pleasurable feeling as if the mouse, which was bullied by the owl, finally bit back. “Your Shifu was also in HengYang Palace. He was also one of us, you can go back for a check.”

Jun Yanzhi kept silent for a long time. He stood up and said with no emotion in his voice: “All demonic cultivators shall die.”

Jin Huan was frustrated and furious: “There are three types of demonic cultivation; Blood, Qi and Divine. It is as simple as that! The Blood demonic cultivators have bad reputation for digging dead bodies and slightly killing, but most of them will not kill innocent people. The Qi cultivators absorb the Yang energy on heaven and earth and turn them into cultivation. They stand aloof from worldly success like the Taoism cultivators. And the Divine demonic cultivators, just like you, they have the talent to control people’s heart demon. There are so many misunderstandings of demonic cultivators in Zhu Feng country to the point of being so ridiculous.”

Jun Yanzhi’s face became pale: “Practicing devil, will harm not only others but also themselves. They deserve to die.”

Jin Huan sneered and nodded: “The talent like you, just how many people wish to have it but they can't, and yet you don't want it. It doesn't matter, you go on your righteous way and kill me now.”

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