497 Everything Is Your Responsibility!

The old demon's slender wrists trembled slightly, looking like a withered twig. Not only such wrists didn't have enough strength to clench a sword and kill humans, they also didn't have enough strength to satisfy his own need.

Moreover, from the old man's feeble breathing, one couldn't see if he even had a little bit of fighting power. Having a magic spell to shape sand was nice, but the beautiful spell couldn't be used in the actual combat.

But what could a feeble old man explain? Any tribe that was good at fighting battles didn't lack any feeble old man that had lost their ability for masturbation. But, could he prove that the entire desert demons do not have a happy sex life? There was no such truth in the world. Thus, in Wang Lu's view, the self-proofing logic of this old man was incomparably amusing.

However, at this moment, Feng Yin could not help open his mouth to explain, "Senior Brother, their people really don't have fighting ability anymore."

Before Ouyang Shang could respond, Wang Lu already could not resist himself from scolding, "You talk too much! What no fighting ability? Was your letter that said Zhang Sheng and Wang Chen were forcibly taken utter rubbish then? Are people that have no fighting ability able to forcibly take away the two elites of your golden generation?"

Feng Yin hurriedly said, "It's a misunderstanding! It's really a misunderstanding. That thing was completely a misunderstanding. Um… how should I explain these... The two Junior Brothers Zhang and Wang have special reasons. They were poisoned at that time, but they didn't know it. Ah, wrong, actually we were all poisoned, it's just that…"

At this time, Feng Yin seemed already at a lost for words, and his ability to express himself directly degenerated to that of the level of ape. For a time, he anxiously gesticulated as if he was dancing, yet it was still unclear on what he was trying to say. Watching this unfold, Wang Lu couldn't help but sigh, thinking that no wonder a hundred years later, Wang Wu would often scold him as a failed human—this old guy's IQ was certainly lacking…

I don't know how he could reach Peak Deity Stage in two hundred years with an IQ like this. Even Lu Li who Ouyang Shang thought highly of only reached Peak Yuangying Stage...

"Please let me explain it, after all, this is all because of us."

The old demon sighed and then began to explain the sequence of events.

It was a long story. Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang quietly listened while standing on that sand dune. Even when the sun had gradually risen and the light was scorching hot, they didn't care.

It was really a story full of twists and turns. The story was divided into two stages. The first was about the seizing of the Spirit Sword Sect's disciples by force.

First of all, the two people Zhang Sheng and Wang Chen were indeed taken away. But the women who took them away did not harm them. What happened was that, seeing that the two were poisoned and almost fell deathly ill, they directly rushed to take them away to give them first aid. As for why the two elite cultivators couldn't resist being taken away… it was precisely because they were unaware of the strange poison, thinking that there was still an immortal method to fix it, but in fact, even two ordinary demon girls could not resist it.

Then, Feng Yin and the others were separated from the two so they were not at the scene. After finding out that the two were missing, they used the picture review technique to look at the past to find the whereabouts of the two people. Using that technique, they saw the two demon girls took the two men away by force. Moreover, when they followed the track, it led them to the dwelling of the two girls, where the girls made love to the two men… This was naturally a shock to them, so Feng Yin hurriedly wrote the letter asking for help to Ouyang Shang. It was only after the letter was sent out that it was discovered that everything was just a misunderstanding.

Then the old man explained the strange behavior of the two women.

"They are the poison-extracting physicians in the tribe. Whenever there is a member of the tribe who is unfortunately suffering from the sand poison, it was they who took away the poison using the Yin and Yang elements of intercourse. This is the only detoxification method known to our tribe for thousands of years. What's more, at that time, the situation is urgent. If there's a delay, the poison might flare out. Moreover… Because of the way the poison was drawn out, they could not say anything and could not explain."

"... It turned out to be so. It's a blessing in disguise for the two of them that they actually had luck with women."

In the course of the story, in order to explain the detail, Feng Yin even used the picture review technique again to show the scene that day… The two demon poison-extracting physicians that forcefully saved them were hot, sexy, and beautiful. Although by the standard of cultivators, there were still some defects, it was not a big problem for the two men who had never tasted the women flesh.

The ins and outs of the story were basically reasonable, and with Feng Yin providing plenty of evidence to support it, there was no point in being oversuspicious. The only problem was… without rhyme or reason, how could they get poisoned? Moreover, when all was said and done, what kind of poison could infect a group of elite Spirit Sword Sect cultivators without them realizing it—at that time, they all had been vaguely reminded by Feng Yin to always be careful and stay on guard!

"It's the sand poison." The old demon explained, "It's also the nightmare that has plagued our tribe for two thousand years. The essence of this poison is the curse of an invisible devil. When the curse is calm, it's colorless and tasteless, killing people silently. And when the curse erupts, it will form a sandstorm that sweeps the desert, obliterating everything."

Listening to the old man's explanation, Wang Lu was greatly surprised: What is this new development? A nightmare for the royal family of the demon world for two thousand years? What in the hell is this? There's actually such a powerful existence in the desert area northern part of the Savage Land?

Then, the old demon followed up the first story, which was about the content of the letter sent by Feng Yin: The desert demon can control the sandstorm.

"Indeed, we can influence the sandstorm to a certain extent, but to say that we can control it…" The old man shook his head with a bitter smile. "What we can do is to offer a sacrifice in the form of flesh and blood, in exchange for a moment of contentment of the invisible devil, and thus we barely manage to maintain a feeble existence."

After a pause, the old demon continued, "The invisible devil has inexhaustible godly power. By raising its hand or lifting its feet, it could reverse the sun and the moon, and reverse the river current. The desert was a lush forest two thousand years ago, but it was corroded by this sand poison, and turned into a yellow sand in just a few decades."

Upon hearing this, Wang Lu was even more surprised. This desert area perhaps had a radius of several thousand kilometers, but all of it was actually caused by degradation from the invisible devil? It was highly likely that this was no longer the means of the mortal world!

"Our tribe once fought bravely two thousand years ago. But… as you can see now, we've lost, completely reduced to a toy to be played with in the palm of the invisible devil. We can only thrive in this oasis, then sacrifice flesh and blood in exchange for the curse to subside, thus we barely manage to maintain a feeble existence. Frankly speaking, it's no different than being a livestock. And after surviving as a livestock for two thousand years, we completely lost our ability to resist. Although we have the blood of the royal family, but now, most of us can't even conjure up the demon armor. If it's like me, the demon armor can only cover a third of the body. Even if my body can't even fully support the weight of my demon armor, it was enough for me to be the tribal elder, as the rest are even worse. So you don't have to worry about us demon race would start the war of immortal and demon. We don't have that strength at all. We just want to live in peace, that's all."

Wang Lu tightly frowned, thinking that these words were almost unthinkable. The previous royal family of the demon world was reduced to be a livestock? If he did not know the tragedy of the demon world and the mountain of hundreds of millions of demon, he would not believe that the powerful race that had once plunged the Nine Regions into two extinction-level crisis could be reduced to this!

However, this was likely to be the truth. While listening to the story, there were some curious demons who passed by them. Without exception, they all seemed to be depleted of life force. Even though most of them knew how to cast spells, and they were also gifted with magical ability, but there was no fighting power at all.

It was like a group of pigs and chickens ready to be slaughtered.

At this time, the demon race elder continued, "Several days before was exactly the time where the tribal priest went to the altar to carry out the blood sacrifice. As a result, they were accidentally seen by some of the members of your team, thus, they mistook us for being able to manipulate the sandstorm with an evil method. But then, they mistakenly went to the altar area without sacrificing blood, thus they were cursed. Fortunately, at that time, the invisible devil has just had enough to eat, so it had no intention to pursue it. Otherwise, I'm afraid before our tribe's poison-extracting physician could do anything to save them, their flesh and blood would melt, then… then things would be even more unclear."

With this background, the two letters from Feng Yin could finally be explained.

Wang Lu sneered and said, "Yes, thankfully, it has not come to the most extreme situation. Otherwise, I won't even let you have the chance to speak!"

Even though the question has been answered, Wang Lu still maintained his aggressive attitude. It was true that the old man's calm posture was enough to dispel most of the people's doubt. At least Ouyang Shang had gradually put down his hostile stance. However, for Wang Lu, no amount of proof was more convincing than the established history of 'golden generation died in the hands of demon race'.

The demon race elder wasn't annoyed by his stance. "Alas, we indeed only have ourselves to blame for all of these. If we had explained it to you earlier, the two men wouldn't have gotten poisoned and nearly died."

Feng Yin could not help but say, "Elder, this is not your fault. We are, after all, just outsiders. At that time, we have yet to master the language of each other's race, how can we expect you to tell us the secrets of the tribe? We were simply too reckless at the time."

Feng Yin's attitude of siding with the enemy caused Wang Lu to greatly frown: I can't believe you, this old man, had already been so stupid a hundred years ago!

However, on the other hand, it also forced Wang Lu to think about a problem.

Could it be that this group of desert demons… was really innocent? After all, Wang Lu didn't know the exact detail about the fall of the golden generation. He could only conclude that it was related with the demon race, but the demon race might not necessarily be the only ones in this desert oasis. With this group of waste that had lost all their power, it was impossible to bring such a great loss to the Spirit Sword Sect.

From the current clues, Wang Lu was still unable to draw a strong conclusion. But he could, at least, confirm one thing.

"That being the case, we'll take our leave. Thank you for taking care of our Spirit Sword Sect people. If there is an opportunity in the future, we will repay it."

With that, Wang Lu directly ordered Feng Yin, "Gather your team, we'll leave at once."

Feng Yin was taken aback. "Leave at once?"

"Otherwise, do you want to be raised as a livestock by the invisible devil? I know that you think these demons are good to you, and a debt of gratitude naturally has to be repaid, but it doesn't mean that you have to spend your whole life here—you have to first repay your sect for the gratitude of raising you and nurturing you!"

These words by Wang Lu immediately rendered Feng Yin speechless. And the demon race elder just sighed and silently nodded.

From this, it could be seen that he indeed had a bit of expectation to the cultivators of Spirit Sword Sect, but just like a straw caught by a drowning man, he also knew that it was only a fantasy. How could a group of youngsters whose highest cultivation base was only Jindan be able to contend against the invisible devil?

Therefore, even though things seemed to be very hasty, Feng Yin immediately pointed at all the disciples of Spirit Sword Sect within the tribe to prepare to leave. Even the two people Zhang Sheng and Wang Chen hurriedly came over in high spirits—the poison extraction technique of the poison-extracting physician of the demon race was indeed amazing.

After seeing Ouyang Shang and Wang Lu, most of the disciples appeared to be pleasantly surprised, and quickly agreed to leave with them… Except for one person.

"Big Brother, Senior Brother Wang Lu, I'm really sorry, I can't go back with you."

The speaker was Zhang Sheng. This young cultivator was like a sharp sword, from head to toe he exuded sharp temperament. His pure sword intent was such that even Wang Lu couldn't help but praise—such sword intent was even comparable to that of Liu Li!

It was just that, his intelligence also seemed to be comparable to Liu Li… Can't go back with us? So are you going to settle here?

All the disciples looked at him curiously. Ouyang Shang said, "Tell me why."

Zhang Sheng slightly frowned, seemingly found it difficult to organize his words. After a moment of silence, he said with a sinking voice, "Because my heart has stayed here."

"What?"

Then they saw Zhang Sheng turn his head. Under a palm tree not far away from there, a graceful woman was silently watching him.

Wang Lu very clearly remembered that she was the poison-extracting physician who extracted the poison for Zhang Sheng...

"Big Brother, Senior Brother Wang Lu, I… can't leave her alone, so I am really sorry, I cannot leave."

After bringing it all out in the open, Zhang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, as if relieved from a burden. The people around him froze as if they were petrified.

Can't leave her alone? Did this guy fall in love with that demon physician? Just because the two had slept together for one night? Umm...

"Ouyang Shang!!"

During the ensuing silence, Wang Lu roared, stepped forward, and grabbed Ouyang Shang by the collar.

"Look what you did!"

When everyone was curious about how this had anything to do with Ouyang Shang, Wang Lu screamed, "I told you to look for a mermaid in Blessed Fountain and have s*x with it and then send the video to this group of fools who had never seen meat to improve their taste! Yet you acted like a shy little boy and dismissed my suggestion! Are you happy now? A local wild girl has hooked his soul away!"