Within the Demon Sect, safety was Li Muyang’s greatest concern.
On the original’s journey to the Refinement Demon Sect, he once witnessed a demon cultivator murder someone in broad daylight.
Simply because the innkeeper’s appearance displeased the demon cultivator, the innkeeper’s entire family of six, along with an innocent servant, were all brutally killed on the street, their deaths extremely gruesome.
When the city lord’s men arrived at the scene, they only fined the murderous demon cultivator a sum of silver coins.
This wanton disregard for human life, the indiscriminate slaughter, left a psychological shadow on the original from the small town and perpetually diminished Li Muyang, the transmigrator’s, sense of safety.
Although the Refinement Demon Sect was a more evil and orderly sect, no matter how orderly, it was, after all, part of the evil Demon Path.
The lives of ordinary people here could be easily reduced to mere numbers.
Furthermore, the world contained many chaotic, evil, and bloodthirsty demon cultivators. For this group of demons, the cost of killing was very low, and they might kill for pleasure whenever they were in a bad mood.
In the territory of the Demon Path, to avoid being treated like insects to be crushed at will, one must possess formidable combat abilities—having a powerful background might not even be enough, as the lawless lunatics of the Demon Path were everywhere.
Even the son of the Sect Master of the Refinement Demon Sect could be killed by a crazed demon cultivator over a mere verbal dispute—yes, this had already happened.
Now, Li Muyang had an endless supply of Spirit Rice. He wasn’t lacking in cultivation, but what he needed was something that could quickly enhance his combat power.
And three inferior-grade Spirit Talismans were undoubtedly the quickest trump card for enhancing combat strength.
Throwing out an inferior-grade Spirit Talisman could instantly kill anyone in the Qi Refining Stage.
Even if timed right, it could slay a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm.
This item provided a much greater boost to combat power than a common-grade flying sword.
Thus, Li Muyang unhesitatingly chose the second reward.
As Li Muyang chose his reward, three light green Spirit Talismans appeared in his hand.
On the light green talismans, purple talismanic curse characters danced like dragons and phoenixes. Those lines, like carved by knives and swords, faintly emanated a sharp and ominous aura.
[Taiyi Dividing Light Talisman (Inferior-grade Spirit Talisman)]
[In an instant, it conjures 68,000 illusory shadows of Sword Qi, hiding 6,800 strands of real Sword Qi within, capable of killing at the Foundation Establishment Realm]
The system’s description was brief, but "capable of killing at the Foundation Establishment Realm"...
Such confident and absolute wording suggested that the power of these three inferior-grade Spirit Talismans might be even stronger than he imagined.
And 68,000 shadows of Sword Qi... even if only illusions, they sounded fearsome enough.
Li Muyang curiously flipped through the three Spirit Talismans, then carefully preserved them close to his body.
This was followed by the urgent shouts and cries of a crowd.
Li Muyang, puzzled by the commotion, turned his head only to see a group of Outer Sect Disciples frantically carrying a stretcher towards him.
Leading the pack was the panting, sweaty Manager Wang.
"Li Muyang! It’s not good! Your sister had an accident in the city!"
Manager Wang was gasping for breath, soaked in sweat.
Although he was a cultivator, a Qi Cultivation Realm body wasn’t much stronger than that of an ordinary person.
And the group behind Manager Wang were all Outer Sect Disciples. Li Muyang recognized all of them; they were his former neighbors.
After all, these Outer Sect Disciples in charge were basically living in clusters.
Among them was Li Muyang’s acquaintance, Guan Xiaoshun.
Hearing their shouting, Li Muyang froze for a moment before he turned to look at the stretcher.
A pale, weak arm dangled from the stretcher, belonging to a girl.
Combining this with Manager Wang’s exclamation...
Li Muyang immediately dropped the water scoop and hurried to the people’s front.
"What happened?"
After reaching the crowd, Manager Wang and Guan Xiaoshun swiftly made way for Li Muyang to see the girl lying on the stretcher.
Her face was pale and colorless, the eyes that usually smiled and squinted were now weakly shut.
The girl’s lips were tightly closed, and her breathing was labored.
She was still wearing the white dress she had on when she left in the morning, but now it was completely stained with blood.
The vivid blood had dried and clotted on the fabric, making for a pitiful and helpless sight.
On seeing the seriously injured, bleeding girl before him, Li Muyang’s pupils constricted sharply.
He was silent for a second, then said.
"First, let’s carry her into my house."
Directing the few Outer Sect Disciples, they carried the girl into the house, where Li Muyang gently placed her on the bed to lie down.
He then turned to Manager Wang, "Manager, could I trouble you to ask Doctor Lin to come over?"
"My little sister’s wounds are severe; she may need Doctor Lin’s help."