Jiang Fan was amazed.
The box of Mysterious Demon Liquid in his hand was merely a drop in the ocean of the bird’s nest.
So much Mysterious Demon Liquid, even a Supreme being undergoing the Heavenly Human Five Declines would struggle here.
Suddenly.
He noticed a large number of remains near the bird’s nest, all of them pig, cow, and sheep bones.
Some had only recently rotted, while others had decayed into mud over time.
The entire area around the bird’s nest was densely packed with them.
It looked somewhat eerie.
Jiang Fan couldn’t help but mutter, "Besides Venerate Wutong, could there be some bloodthirsty creature in the Forbidden Land too?"
Lin Danqing followed his gaze and chuckled, "Of course not..."
Before he could finish, Zhang Chuyun interrupted, "What do you know?"
Then smiled warmly, "Jiang Sect Master, you’re mistaken."
"These animals are offerings from the nearby mortals and low-tier Martial Artists."
Seeing Jiang Fan frown in confusion, Zhang Chuyun patiently explained in a gentle voice:
"Demon Cultivation is prevalent in the Great Wilderness State, and those who practice the Demon Path for long have an irritable and extreme nature."
"Just like Xiao Heye you encountered earlier, who bullies and picks fights at a word’s discord."
Jiang Fan wholeheartedly agreed.
That Xiao Heye didn’t even regard the commander of the Qintian Bureau and threatened to kill the commander to honor his own Venerate.
Such behavior is unimaginable in Taicang State.
Demon Cultivators indeed act somewhat arrogantly, unrestrained by rules.
Zhang Chuyun sighed, "The Demon Cultivators treat us in the Qintian Bureau this way, so one can only imagine how they treat ordinary people."
"If a mortal has nothing, the Demon Cultivators wouldn’t bother with them."
"But if they have something the Demon Cultivators fancy, like unexpectedly acquiring Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures or having beautiful wives and daughters, they would directly seize it."
"If they obediently offer it, fine, but if they resist, the Demon Cultivators will kill them outright."
Jiang Fan’s brow furrowed deeply.
He remembered the White Bone Alliance, those Demon Cultivators, within a month of arriving at Qingli Mountain, had committed arson, robbery, and murder in the surroundings.
The dungeon was filled with young, beautiful women held captive for their pleasure, truly horrifying.
He had thought the White Bone Alliance was an exception.
Unexpectedly, this was the common behavior among Demon Cultivators.
One can only imagine the agony ordinary people living in the Great Wilderness State endure.
Only slightly better than the Asura Clan being penned in the Heavenly Realm.
He couldn’t help but feel disgusted, "Doesn’t the Qintian Bureau intervene?"
Zhang Chuyun shook her head, "How can we intervene? Kill their Venerate, Sect Leader, or Disciple?"
Jiang Fan was taken aback.
The nature of Demon Cultivators isn’t something killing can change.
The root lies in the demon arts.
As long as the Great Wilderness State primarily practices demon arts, the ethos won’t change.
Zhang Chuyun looked at the Forbidden Land, both wary and relieved.
"The presence of Venerate Wutong prevents the rampant Demon Path powerhouses from causing trouble nearby."
"This grants a respite for the battered mortals and low-tier Martial Artists, who migrate here, forming towns and mid-small forces akin to stars in the sky."
"Even some less troublesome large sects want to migrate here to avoid the endless conflicts."
"Grateful to Venerate Wutong, nearby mortals and low-tier Martial Artists voluntarily offer livestock."
Jiang Fan suddenly understood.
What Demon Path powerhouses see as a Forbidden Land is viewed as a Holy Land by mortals.
Venerate Wutong has become their guardian deity in their hearts.
Whether intentional or not, she indeed protects this region’s creatures.
He gazed respectfully, "Wait here for me."
Zhang Chuyun gently said, "Jiang Sect Master, it’s unsafe for you alone, let me accompany you."
Jiang Fan waved his hand, "No need. If there’s danger, I’m better off alone."
Helplessly, Zhang Chuyun could only watch as Jiang Fan sped off into the distance.