After being blind for seven years, all the monsters in the mountain have become demon gods!

Qilin family, Yulin Mountains.

Late at night.

A young man of the Qilin tribe, hunched his neck and rubbed his hands to keep warm, waiting quietly.

There was still a moment before midnight, and he was waiting for the door of the room in front of him to open.

Not far in front of his eyes, stood a very ordinary-looking wooden house, so ordinary that no one would care much if they saw this wooden house.

Only the radicals of the Qilin clan know that there is a top expert living here, who is the absolute backbone of the radicals!

There was the sound of clappers in the distance. It was just right, and the hour had come.

The boy straightened his clothes and reached out to knock on the door knocker.

"crunch..."

As soon as the knocking stopped, the wooden door opened a crack.

The boy cautiously pushed the door open and entered, then closed the door carefully.

The house doesn't look very big from the outside, but the inside is extraordinarily delicate——

The room is illuminated by oil lamps and candles. On both sides of the wall, there are peacock-shaped lamp holders, which are nearly one person high. On the table is a candlestick, covered with a gauze cage. There are also poems and meticulous paintings on the sarong. .

In the demon world, this kind of decoration is particularly abrupt, not like a place where demon cultivators live, but rather like a simple and elegant human residence.

Facing it is an ink screen, celadon and white porcelain bottles and jars in the room, paintings and calligraphy on the wall, and so on, there are countless.

"Come late at night, what do you want?"

As he looked around, a calm and gentle voice came through the screen.

The boy walked around the screen, and only then did he see clearly the master whom the elders honored as "Master".

To his surprise, behind the screen was not the old man he imagined, but a young man about his age.

The young man sat at the tea table, put down the old scroll in his hand, and greeted him with a smile.

The young man was quite surprised.

The appearance of this young man can be said to be quite outstanding, as if he has found a perfect balance between "gentleness" and "coldness". A bit of a "dangerous" taste.

But he clearly heard from his elders that this tall man is a top-notch powerhouse who can turn clouds and rain with just a few gestures. How can such a powerful existence look like a frail boy?

"What's the matter? Tell me."

The young man raised his chin and greeted him.

Only then did the young man come back to his senses abruptly, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Report to your lord, the elders in the clan have detected the young master's aura, and asked me to come and report to your lord!"

"Oh? Found it?"

The corner of the young man's mouth slightly raised, "Where did you find it?"

"Returning to the adults, the elders said that the young master's aura was detected in the Cangyun Mountain Range of the Tiger Clan. The young master seems to have already cultivated to a certain extent."

"I know, thank you for your hard work."

As the young man spoke, he stood up, walked up to the young man, and patted the young man on the shoulder.

"My lord speaks too hard! If... if there is nothing else, the little one will go first..."

"Don't go in a hurry."

The young man walked around behind the young man, showing a strange smile, "Do you know why your elders didn't come to report to me in person, but sent you instead?"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know..."

The young man leaned closer to the boy's ear and whispered, "Because...they know that these days are special, and once they come here, they can't go back. They don't dare, so they let you come."

"Big... lord?"

"Thanks a lot."

The young man repeated what he said before, and sharp claws suddenly protruded from his fingertips. Before the boy could recover, he felt a sharp pain in his chest!
Looking down, he saw a pair of blood-stained hands holding something so red and black, it penetrated his chest!

He vaguely realized that it was his... heart!

The boy lost his sight and fell to the ground with a plop.

And that young man opened his mouth to swallow the thing in his hand, wiped his hands and mouth clean, snapped his fingers, and the young man who fell on the ground was turned into ashes by a cluster of demon fire and disappeared without a trace!

Then, the young man's appearance began to change——

The original frail boyish figure began to change towards a strong and brave one. After about seven or eight breaths, his figure had doubled in height, and he became like a battle-tested general!
He squeezed his fists and made a crackling sound. Only then did he show some satisfaction on his face. Then he put on a luxurious robe and pushed the door out.

Walking out the door, I saw the old man in red from the Radical Faction kneeling outside the door, waiting quietly.

Seeing the young man coming out, the old man in red hurriedly bowed his head and asked respectfully, "My lord, how long will this recovery last?"

"The 'tribute' sent this time is not bad, and it will probably last for a month or two."

The young man waved his hand and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

The old man in red finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

The person in front of him is the backbone of the radical faction, Lin Tiancheng, the most extreme and unreasonable mutant blood of the Qilin family——Blood Jade Qilin!
Under this mutation, Lin Tiancheng's strength can be called astonishing, but every once in a while, a sacrifice is required to keep him in the best condition.

And this is also the key point why conservatives are determined not to associate with him.

"But you guys are really brave."

Lin Tiancheng suddenly said, "Lin Bufan escaped from the clan when I was in a bad state, and you dare to delay sending the tribute for so long. Is it possible that you are not going to listen to my orders?"

"Don't dare! It really took too much time to find a suitable tribute this time, my lord has learned!"

The old man in red hurriedly explained, "As for Lin Bufan... it was my aunt and nephew who escaped using the Qilin blood escape technique, and we really can't stop it..."

"Haha... I scared you! Don't be so nervous."

Lin Tiancheng laughed loudly with his face up, showing a urchin-like expression, "Let's go, after training for so long, it's time to go back and take care of the affairs of the clan. Speaking of which, I heard that there was an incident in the Tiger clan. The new demon god who has become a saint has also worshiped a peerless expert, is there such a thing?"

"It's true, and now Hu Ben, the patriarch of the Tiger Clan, has been determined to become a holy demon god. As for that expert, I'm still investigating..."

"Then it seems that Lin Bufan ran to the territory of the Tiger Clan, it is not a coincidence, this is to worship that expert as a teacher!"

Lin Tiancheng snorted and asked, "Have you been to the Tiger Clan?"

"Not yet... You need to order this matter, I will wait..."

"You are still so useless."

Lin Tiancheng smacked his lips, and glared at the old man in red, "Forget it, I'll preside over this matter, call the manpower, and the hall will obey orders!"