Her teammates were only trying to be helpful, so Jiang Ke’er didn’t think it was the right time to flaunt her wealth.
She decided to sneak out in the middle of the night to buy supplies instead.
When the time came… she would just say she found them on the side of the road?
‘Hmm, I’m just too clever for my own good!’
“Let’s go out for a walk. We might run into a discount sale for someone’s second-hand artifacts,” Gan Ruanruan said with a self-deprecating smile.
“If we pool our money together, we should be able to get one of our teammates a better artifact.”
The Minor Demons covered their faces, hid inside the Underworld Province Cauldron, and quietly slipped out of the competition’s resting area.
During their journey, the Minor Demons repeatedly marveled at the effects of the Underworld Province Cauldron, claiming it was the most useful artifact they had ever seen.
They kept asking how much it cost and where it could be bought…
“I picked it up on the side of the road,” Qiao Xiaoxian replied.
‘You can pick up something like this on the side of the road?’
The Minor Demons gave her strange looks, clearly not believing a word of it.
“That’s way too fake!” Jiang Ke’er complained ruthlessly.
Everyone knew that something this good couldn’t just be found on the street, but they were tactful enough not to press further.
Gan Ruanruan changed the subject, looking at Jiang Ke’er. “Those two swords of yours are also very impressive! I doubt an ordinary Refining Master could make them.”
“Exactly! I picked them up on the side of the road,” Jiang Ke’er said with complete confidence.
“…”
It seemed they would have to start walking with their heads down from now on; maybe one day they would pick up an Immortal artifact or something.
The Imperial Capital of the Kingdom of Dasi was originally named Daxing City.
As the largest city in the Kingdom of Dasi, as well as its greatest cultural and commercial center, its appearance was more prosperous and opulent than anywhere else in the nation.
The Epidemic Poison had vanished without a trace, and the Human Cultivators, who had been cooped up for too long, rushed onto the streets to find any way possible to cut loose and vent.
However, the streets at this moment weren’t occupied solely by Human Cultivators.
There was also a magnificent-looking Demon Race procession parading through the city under the guard of the Imperial Guard!
It was hard to imagine that today, when the Demon Race and the Human Clan were like fire and water with hatred at an all-time high, there were actually Demons who could walk swaggeringly through the Imperial Capital of the Kingdom of Dasi.
Not only that, but they were being carefully protected by the officials of the Kingdom of Dasi!
The Human Cultivators on both sides of the road felt it was extremely bizarre, but after seeing the details of the procession, they couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Where did these slaves come from?!”
Every five or six steps, a Demon Race cultivator held up a high sign or Banner that read: “Those who destroy the harmony between the Demon Race and humans deserve ten thousand deaths! The Li Clan rebels are worse than beasts! The Northern Beijia Demon Kingdom will forever be the Kingdom of Dasi’s most loyal subjects!”
Furthermore, there were Demon Race soldiers shouting slogans at the top of their lungs, sentence after sentence echoing through the skies of the Imperial Capital.
“DEMONS HONOR THE HUMAN DAO, AS IT SHOULD BE!”
“THE LI CLAN DEMONS ARE CREATURES WITHOUT SENSE OR SHAME!”
“NORTHERN BEIJIA DEMON KINGDOM WILL SERVE OUR MASTER FOREVER!”
“SERVE FOREVER!”
“NORTHERN BEIJIA DEMON KINGDOM WILL SHOW NO MERCY TO THE DEMONS WHO HARM THE COUNTRY AND THE PEOPLE — THE LI CLAN, QING YI, JIANG KE’ER, AND OTHER CRIMINAL DEMONS!”
The tireless shouting, repeated over and over, filled the surrounding Human Cultivators with an unprecedented sense of achievement and satisfaction!
For every Human Cultivator, this scene was incredibly cathartic.
Nothing was more gratifying than watching an enemy bow their head and claim to be a slave.
Moreover, those slogans greatly boosted their morale, making them feel as if they were bolstered by a sense of righteousness.
They believed that those ungrateful, rebellious Demons truly were beasts who deserved to die! Suppressing them was, in their minds, a perfectly natural and correct action!
Jiang Ke’er, hidden in the crowd, stood dazed for a long time.
The anticipation she had felt for her shopping trip vanished in an instant.
Instead, it felt as if a barrel of gunpowder had been shoved into her chest and detonated on the spot.
She knew the Demon Kingdom of Beiju Luzhou was absurd, but she hadn’t expected it to reach such a terrifying level of depravity!
She glanced at Qiao Xiaoxian. Qiao Xiaoxian remained expressionless, appearing long accustomed to such scenes.
‘…Just what kind of environment did she grow up in?’
When she thought about it carefully, as the former strongest combat power of the Demon Race, Qiao Xiaoxian had received no protection or respect.
Instead, she had been viewed as a threat to the King’s throne and sent to the most dangerous place with great fanfare just to die.
Just how far had the Northern Beijia Demon Kingdom rotted?
Perhaps they deserved to die even more than the humans before her.
As the slogans echoed in her ears again and again, Jiang Ke’er’s teeth ground together… She didn’t know why she was so angry. This was likely the most furious she had been since arriving in Shenzhou.
The two most unforgettable scenes of her life were these: first, the sight of Qiao Xiaoxian fighting with all her might only to fall from the sky.
Second, the image of those Demon Race parents in the snowy night, holding their children as they cut off their defining traits.
But no matter which one it was — whether it was the unyielding struggle or the helpless surrender of dignity to survive — at least they were never twisted.
What Jiang Ke’er saw there was a desire for freedom and survival, which only strengthened her obsession to become more powerful… But what was this?!
This would be the third unforgettable scene of her life, but if she could, Jiang Ke’er would have loved to wash it out of her mind immediately, or even use a Knife to scrape away the surrounding memories along with it.
“Let’s go. we still have things to buy,” Qiao Xiaoxian said, taking Jiang Ke’er’s hand and leading her toward another street.
She seemed to have no emotional reaction at all. Clearly, she had seen this too many times; her nerves had already gone numb.
Meanwhile, the worldviews of Gan Ruanruan and the other Minor Demons had been thoroughly shattered. They followed Jiang Ke’er and Qiao Xiaoxian in a daze, their minds clouded by anger and sorrow, long having forgotten what they were supposed to say.
“This match, we must win. We must! Win!”
Jiang Ke’er had originally prepared herself for the possibility of losing.
After all, even if they could beat the Battlewaste Team, the Team Deities’ opponents were a full lineup of five Dao Seats from the Tribulation Immortal Hall.
She felt that since coming to this world, she had done enough for the Demon Race and the previous owner of this body.
Even if she fell in this competition and brought her life as a fox to a close, it wouldn’t really matter.
Given Qiao Xiaoxian’s current talent, she would definitely be able to help the Demon Race out of its predicament.
For this match, she just had to do her best…
But this sudden rage made her refuse to consider any possibility of failure!
She was incensed.
She was going to fulfill her promise beautifully, slaughtering all her opponents with overwhelming power! Not only would she restore hope to those parents who had forgotten the taste of dignity, but she would also show these twisted maggots in the latrine just how magnificent their own kind could be! She would shine so brightly that they would feel ashamed of their own wretched existence!
And then, she would go to Beiju Luzhou and kill them all.
“Let’s! Buy! Stuff!”
Right now!
Without another word, Jiang Ke’er dragged her teammates into the valuable artifact display hall of the Auction House.
Her voice was cold as she pointed at a pair of gauntlets on the wall and asked, “What rank are these gauntlets?”
The gauntlets were made of purple gold and shimmered with light.
They exuded a heavy aura that the display case could barely contain.
Jie Shui couldn’t imagine what kind of mountain-collapsing, earth-shattering strikes would be delivered if someone wore those gauntlets and swung their fists!
He swallowed hard, trying his best to suppress the urge to buy them. He decided to make these gauntlets his lifelong dream, hoping that after working for several decades, he might have enough savings to buy a second-hand pair.
The attendant by the display case was a bit intimidated by Jiang Ke’er’s aura and hurried to answer, “These are called Purple Glow. They are Sixth-Rank Upper-Grade gauntlets crafted by the famous Refining Master Jianhong using Nine Heavens Purple Crystal as a base. He spent eight years of painstaking effort on them. They are the dream of every Fist Cultivator in the world…”
“Stop!” Jiang Ke’er frowned.
“Don’t bother talking about Sixth-Rank Upper-Grade trash. Do you have anything that’s Eighth-Rank?”
Sixth-Rank Upper-Grade… trash?!
The attendant stood there dumbfounded, but he was also somewhat provoked by Jiang Ke’er’s arrogant statement.
He replied sarcastically, “Eighth-Rank? We have them! The cheapest one is 500 million magic crystals!”
“Heh,” Jiang Ke’er sneered. “Is 500 million even considered money?”