With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World

However, the Demon Country is quite dispersed, vastly different from the later human nation.

The Demon Country resembles a land divided among rulers.

Which mountain, which land, is allocated to whomever.

Within the Demon Country, one can see thriving greenery, lush forests, flowing streams, and high mountains.

A few mountain towns are set among them, accessible only to demon cultivators at least at the late-stage Demon Pill and half-transformed.

Other areas have scattered markets.

No continuous buildings can be seen.

Instead, the sky is occupied by many avian demon cultivators, often sighting Great Demons flying through the air.

[You have come to know information unknown for hundreds of years.]

[The Wu Yao War, the Witch Race was defeated and yielded the Central Domain.]

[Now, the Central Demon Court has moved to the Central Domain, occupying the Southern, Western, and Central Domains.]

[The Witch Race has only the Eastern and Northern Domains.]

[You vaguely hear that something happened to the Witch Race leader, the Twelve Ancestral Witches.]

[But you don’t know the specifics, not even if this occurred hundreds or thousands of years ago.]

[It is rumored that the Demon Court may be renamed the Celestial Court.]

[You want to inquire more, but alas, this place is the Southern Wilderness Realm, far from the Central Domain.]

[Three hundred thirty-two years old, the County City caught fire, and a beast tide attacked]

[Chaos engulfed the County City.]

[Amidst the chaos, you passed by the Human Race marketplace and released everyone inside.]

[To your surprise, another group of people did exactly the same thing.]

[You finally know that even in the Demon Realm, there exists an unyielding force resisting the Demon Race.]

[They dare not speak much to you, you just vaguely know they are an underground force made of humans and half-demons.]

[This chaos was their scheme.]

[That same year, this resistance was captured by the County Mansion, taken to the Demon God Platform, and tortured for seven days and nights before their breath ceased.]

[You could only clench your fists below the platform.]

[It was rumored that a human within the force betrayed them, and another rumor said that any small actions within the most powerful Demon Race County City could not escape the eyes of the Demon Race elites.]

[You returned to your Cave Mansion and began to deduce a cultivation technique.]

[The technique you deduced was not for the Demon Race, but for the Human Race.]

[You vaguely know that the later Human Race cultivates starting with Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment Golden Core.]

[This simulates the process of the Demon Race condensing a Demon Pill.]

[But in this life, you seem to lack exceptional understanding, and alone, you are unable to deduce successfully.]

[At three hundred and fifty-five years old, your hair began to turn white.]

[And this year, you encountered remnants of that obliterated force.]

[More than twenty years had passed, and this force seemed to have subtly recovered.]

[You successfully gained their trust.]

[However, the name of this force surprised you, as it was not called the Rebel Army Revolutionaries or the Freedom Alliance.]

[Their name is...]

"White Lotus Sect?"

Zhao Fu’s robust face twitched slightly.

"Yes."

"At the southernmost end of the Southern Domain, it is rumored to have a land of vacuum hometown."

"There, all beings are equal, with no slaughter or oppression, protected by the Mother of the White Lotus."

"Even the Human Race need not live in fear every day."

The human standing in front of Zhao Fu was quite frail, only reaching Zhao Fu’s waist.

He appeared somewhat fearful upon seeing Zhao Fu, but when speaking of the White Lotus Sect, he forgot his fear, his eyes shining brightly.

Zhao Fu took a deep breath.

He truly did not expect that the White Lotus Sect could trace back to the Witch-Demon Era.

But after visiting the White Lotus Sect’s base.

Zhao Fu’s perception of them greatly changed.

"Equality."

"Revenge."

"Unity."

"Salvation."

"Faith."

"Legacy."

This was their doctrine.

When asked about the Mother of the White Lotus.

Everyone claimed not to have seen her, but the elders passed down stories, saying there is such a pure land in the extreme south of the world.

The members of the White Lotus Sect all had steadfast expressions.

Zhao Fu saw them ambush several markets, releasing many humans.

However, they did not rescue adults, only children.

Because there’s no saving the adults, living in places like the Human Circle, everything is ruthlessly eradicated, leaving only the physical body.

Only children have some use left.

However, these children are slightly more valuable to the Demon Race than adults.

Because children taste better than adults, if it weren’t necessary for breeding offspring, perhaps most of the Demon Race would choose to devour the Human Race right at birth.

Therefore, even though most of the adults were not rescued.

The White Lotus Sect was still targeted by the Demon Race.

"Wild Human Race."

"It’s rumored that the blood offerings from the Human Clan Tribe on the Witch Race side are far tastier than those from the Human Circle."

"In this forest, I originally thought there wouldn’t be any wild Human Race."

"I didn’t expect there would actually be people coming to save their hopeless brethren."

The eyes of the wolf pack were filled with greed.

They spoke to each other in Demon Language.

Among them, the half-transformed human with the strongest presence, accompanied by a gust of wind, suddenly lunged at the slowest runners.

"Boom——————"

The ground cracked, dust clouded the air.

A large pit appeared in the ground.

At the bottom of the pit, there was a pool of bloody mud.

Above the pit stood a burly man, two meters tall.

The burly man had some graying hair, but his skin was extremely thick, and his Qi-Blood was surging.

"Rhino Race?"

"Who are you?"

The surrounding wolf pack was startled.

Then, the next second, the burly man stomped the ground, and with a loud boom, shot out like a cannonball.

With a punch, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The savagery of the wolf pack was aroused, and they began to pounce on the rhino burly man one after another.

Zhao Fu watched the surrounding wolf pack and their sharp claws and fangs without any emotion in his eyes.

Punch after punch was thrown.

"Boom——"

The gale continuously swept through the forest.

The towering trees were splattered with bright red blood.

Limb fragments, bones, and flesh danced in the forest.

The last wolf was grabbed by the neck by Zhao Fu.

The Wolf Demon bared its fangs, but had its neck forcibly snapped.

Zhao Fu took a deep breath.

Someone from the White Lotus Sect, feeling uneasy about Zhao Fu, peeked from afar to check the situation here.

[You discovered an organization called the White Lotus Sect.]

[In fact, if you remove its faith, the doctrine of the White Lotus Sect is completely a form of the Rebel Army.]

[After you helped them, you knew you couldn’t go back.]

[At this moment, you feel dazed, over the past three hundred years, you seem to have faintly forgotten your true identity.]

[After all, you are still a human.]

[You begin to secretly provide assistance to the White Lotus Sect.]

[At three hundred ninety-one years old, the White Lotus Sect underestimated the power of the Demon Race and was captured and slaughtered once again.]

[But you, a Half-Demon who’s been alive for almost four hundred years.]

[You couldn’t underestimate the power of the Demon Race...]

[It’s just that, perhaps when you started acting, you had already foreseen today’s result.]

[It was like trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm, the power of both sides was completely unequal.]

[Maybe that’s also why you’ve always maintained your Half-Demon identity.]

[When you encountered the White Lotus Sect, this seemingly out-of-place White Lotus Sect, you ultimately made a choice.]

[On the day of execution, your comrades of over a decade suffered extreme punishment...]

Wailing sounds continued to echo within the dungeon.

Some races just love the blood and flesh filled with resentment.

The dungeon held both Human Race and Demon Race who had committed grave mistakes.

Those who loved resentment often came here for the most convenient resentment-filled flesh.

At the same time, they didn’t mind helping the dungeon’s authorities administer punishment to these errant Human and Demon Races.

Zhao Fu’s body was covered with wounds, and in front of him stood a hunched-back, long-bearded rat-man.

"Hehehe, Zhao Fu, right... Daring to betray the Demon Country, you..."

The rat-man hadn’t finished speaking.

The dungeon door suddenly burst open.

A segment flew out, pinning the rat-man to the wall.

Zhao Fu barely lifted his head to look.

A tall figure stood in the doorway with arms crossed.