I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years!-Book 3: Chapter 1.1: Heavenly Demon Sect's Unwanted Marriage

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Book 3: Chapter 1.1: Heavenly Demon Sect's Unwanted Marriage


Among the Evil Alliance, and even all the evil sects, Heavenly Demon Sect had the longest history. Its origin could even be traced back to the heyday before the Great Cang calendar.


Even in the era after the war between human and demon, this sect has continued its own inheritance. No matter how the other evil sects came and went, rose and fell, this sect has always been there for thousands of years.


However, it’s different from the Kamasutra Sect, who mixed into the mortal world and hid the headquarters in a mortal city, or Ghost Spirit Sect who hid from the world and set up the headquarters on a mass grave, Heavenly Demon Sect was the only sect in the Evil Alliance that dared to expose the headquarters to the outside world and occupy a spiritual land.


From the outside, the mountain area where the Heavenly Demon Sect was located was also beautiful and full of spiritual energy. If it’s for not the big three words “Heavenly Demon Sect” on the mountain wall, the visitors may think that they were visiting a righteous sect’s headquarters.


A tall man stood for a moment in front of these three characters and then walked up the mountain road. He familiarly passed through all the defensive traps and formations and stepped into the gate of Heavenly Demon Sect. The disciples did their work as if they didn’t see the man at all, and let him walk past him in such a leisurely manner.


The man went all the way inwards, came outside the lecture hall in the Demon Sect, and stood at the door. In the lecture hall, Ji Lingyun, the current leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, a woman with a beautiful appearance but a rude behavior, was giving lectures to the disciples.


“Today we will have a culture class.”


Ji Lingyun sat on the bench made of bamboo with great care, ignoring the fact that her white legs stretched out of the black dress and exposed in front of her disciples. She took it lazily in one hand and scratched it around her waist, while in the other she took a bamboo stick and tapped it on the small blackboard hanging on the wall of the lecture hall, saying:


“As a cultivator, whether it is righteous or demonic, you must have a goal. With a goal, you will have the motivation to break through to the next level. So we will talk about dreams today. Devil Boy, you come first.”