Inner Demons

Lingkongzi's great name was like thunder in the ears of cultivators across the land. But to Ying Jueran, it was indeed a completely unfamiliar name.

Therefore, he did not ask why this person named Lingkongzi was here, nor why she was in such a state.

He was merely shocked by the scenes unfolding one after another, and he thought—when Meng'e had previously recommended this Ghost Calculator Liu Gongzan to him, he had thought that since the man had left the martial world for many years, he might not have the ruthlessness of the current generation of young people. To navigate the martial world, one needed martial arts skills, connections, but also ruthlessness.

But now he realized... the "ruthlessness" of people in the martial world was insufficient to describe or measure the Ghost Calculator Liu Gongzan before his eyes. He no longer even belonged to the mundane world, but was in another world that was more dangerous, supernatural, and magnificent. In that world... the boundaries of "human" were beginning to blur.

They were eating that demon—did that count as eating a "human"?

At the very least, many martial artists of the martial world would not be able to remain as calm and composed as Liu Gongzan was right now when facing such a matter.

Ying Jueran stopped speaking and didn't ask any more questions. He just watched Old Daoist Liu scoop meat into the wooden bowls and pour some broth over it. When the three bowls were filled, he handed one to Ying Jueran.

Black Saber looked at the half-body in the western corner, then at Old Daoist Liu, took a deep breath, accepted the bowl, but only held it in his hands.

Old Daoist Liu didn't insist that he eat. He picked up the other wooden bowl and walked into another room, leaving only Ying Jueran and Lady Sanhua in the dilapidated main hall.