Chapter 423

Little White flew into the void, her voice drifting out softly.

"I am Bai Suxin. Today, I come to the Southern Frontier to establish the Immortal Path of Eternal Life, founding the Ten Thousand Demons Valley. All who possess virtuous hearts and aspire to ascend to immortality may come and become my disciples."

Xiaoqing asked softly, "Sister, when did you change your name?"

Little White sighed, "Since I'm founding a sect, I naturally need a proper name. Calling myself Little White is inappropriate—it lacks the dignity of a founding patriarch."

"Then shouldn't I have a name too?" Xiaoqing hesitated, then immediately changed her mind, "Never mind, naming is too troublesome. I'll just keep Xiaoqing—I like this name just fine."

Little White naturally didn't press her.

After all, demons aren't humans—they never had the habit of taking names.

"Shhh!"

Just then, a golden light pierced through the sky.

"Bai Suxin, do you think you can establish a sect in the Southern Frontier without asking Old Ancestor me?"

It surged forward with fierce momentum, straight toward Little White.

"Hmph!" Little White's expression turned icy; with a flick of her slender finger, an unmatched pure yang sword light poured down from her fingertip, striking the golden light.

Puff!

With a soft sound, a golden cicada, a foot long, split into two halves and fell to the ground.

"Ah…"

A cry of agony came, then abruptly cut off.

"Old Ancestor Jin Chan is dead!"

"They say Old Ancestor Jin Chan's demonic body was incredibly tough, impervious to magic treasures and flying swords—why did this demon merely flick a finger and slice him in two?"

"That seems to be pure Sword Immortal Dao—just a sliver of sword light, yet it holds the power to cleave heaven and earth."

"I never expected a demon race would produce a supreme great demon who cultivates this path. Perhaps joining the Ten Thousand Demons Valley is a good choice!"

With Old Ancestor Jin Chan's death, some demons who had been hesitating now made up their minds and headed toward the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

In moments, nearly a thousand demonic beings gathered outside the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.

"Venerable Bai, how can we join the Ten Thousand Demons Valley?" one demon asked.

Little White pointed to the mountain path and said, "This is the Heart-Testing Staircase. Whoever passes it may join the Ten Thousand Demons Valley and attain the Immortal Path of Eternal Life and the chance to ascend."

"Venerable Bai, what is the meaning behind this Heart-Testing Staircase?"

Another demon asked.

Demons, having lived since birth in a world of survival of the fittest and deceit, could not possibly believe her on mere words.

What if the stairs were her trap?

Little White explained, "The Heart-Testing Staircase tests one's nature. Only those with virtuous hearts and a desire for eternal life may enter my sect."

"Virtuous hearts?"

All the demons froze.

They realized the rumors they'd heard were true.

This Venerable Bai, who founded a sect and recruited demons, actually demanded virtue?

What kind of absurd standard is this!

If demons become virtuous, are they still demons?!

Xiaoqing sneered, "If you don't want to become disciples, leave. Why hesitate so much? You're not even decisive!"

As she spoke, a young demon's expression hardened, and she stepped onto the staircase.

As soon as she stepped on it, she felt the world before her shift and change…

"Huh? That deer demon actually dared to go? Doesn't she fear a trap?"

"Yeah, she's so naive."

Xiaoqing was speechless, sneering, "You lot—don't even say my sister would act. Even I could wipe you all out in an instant. You think you can ambush me? How presumptuous!"

With a flick of her spiritual sense, countless pure yang sword qi swirled in the void, turning a radius of hundreds of li into a sword domain.

All the demons trembled, their legs shaking.

That astonishing sword intent, those piercing sword qi—utterly earth-shattering power. They feared even a single sword light would kill them.

Just as they thought they were about to die, the sword light vanished suddenly.

Little White complained, "Xiaoqing, don't scare our fellow cultivators!"

"Fellow cultivators?" Xiaoqing scoffed, her face full of disdain. "Sister, how could they possibly be worthy to be called our fellow cultivators?"

The demons were stunned. Though they felt a twinge of humiliation, they found Xiaoqing's words strangely reasonable.

Given this young woman in green's power, they were utterly immature—truly unworthy to be called fellow cultivators.

As for Venerable Bai, they didn't know how to judge her at all.

Demons worship strength above all.

Someone like Little White—powerful yet humble—was a freak among demons. Even the entire crowd didn't know whether to call her good or evil.

But one thing was certain—they held great admiration for Xiaoqing.

Now this was a true demon elder.

Powerful, bold, and unafraid to act!

Some demons gazed at Xiaoqing, their eyes filled with worship.

If Xiaoqing raised her arm and called out now, she could easily gather hundreds of followers on the spot.