I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

Meng Chong’s expression was serious, one hand resting on the hilt of his blade, warily watching his surroundings.

Meng Shushu widened his eyes and stared at the Grandmaster before them. His scalp prickled, and his body trembled lightly.

“Such a coward!”

Meng Chong sighed. Being weak was one thing, but to also lack courage?

“H-he’s Huo Tu, the Demon Lord!”

Meng Shushu said with a gloomy expression.

Xu Yan and Meng Chong were taken aback. Huo Tu, the Demon Lord?

One of the nine Demon Lords in the Demon Cult, widely known as one of the three famous Demon Lords. He is of brutal nature, practices the Cultivation Technique of Massacring, and slaughtered hundreds of Martial Artists and several Grandmasters to step into the territory of the Great Grandmaster by refining their blood essence.

He’s the most brutal among the nine Demon Lords, with an unpredictable whereabouts and concealed location, to prevent being besieged by the Great Grandmasters.

“No, Huo Tu, the Demon Lord shouldn’t be this weak,”

Xu Yan suddenly objected.

“Weak?”

Meng Shushu swallowed nervously and said, “Senior Brother Xu, Huo Tu, the Demon Lord, is a peak stage Great Grandmaster. Among all peak stage Great Grandmasters in the Inner Domain, he can be ranked in the top thirty.”

“Then you must be mistaken, he is merely a mid-tier Grandmaster, not a peak stage one. Despite being stronger than that black robe who 1 killed, he is still a long way from being a peak stage Great Grandmaster,”

Xu Yan shook his head.

“So it’s not Huo Tu, the Demon Lord, but one of his Great Grandmasters.”

Meng Shushu let out a sigh of relief.

The dark path Great Grandmaster walked step by step, locking onto Xu Yan from afar, without haste or fear, as if unconcerned about Xu Yan and the others escaping.

“Could it be that the black robe was under the command of Huo Tu, the Demon Lord?”

Meng Chong pondered.

“Impossible, given the nature of Huo Tu, the Demon Lord, he wouldn’t keep a bunch of low-profile people around. However, why is this Great Grandmaster here?”

Meng Shushu wondered.

Xu Yan was deep in thought. He had escorted Du Yuying home, killing several Demon Cult Grandmasters including Qianhuo Master. Could they all have been under Huo Tu, the Demon Lord’s command?

Now, the opponent’s Great Grandmaster has come to him.

The threats faced by Prince Du’s mansion were indeed not insignificant, with Huo Tu, the Demon Lord secretly taking action. What is the underlying secret?

However, all these are in the past. He defeated Yin Hong under the name of Xie Lingfeng, the deterrence of the Sword Master Cliff was indeed strong, and the threat to Prince Du’s mansion was immediately lifted.

In Seven-star Study Palace, he had already announced his real name, clarified that he was not Xie Lingfeng, so does it mean that the powerful men under Huo Tu, the Demon Lord are here to seek revenge?

“You are Xu Yan?”

The Demon Cult’s Great Grandmaster asked, his cold gaze firmly locked on Xu Yan.

“Yes, I am!”

Xu Yan clearly affirmed.

“Very well, remember this, 1 am Killing Skull, under the command of Huo Tu, the Demon Lord!”

With a whoosh, a reddish flame spurted out of the skull, burning fiercely. Killing Skull at this moment seemed like holding a torch!

Meng Chong and Meng Shushu hurriedly retreated, putting some distance between them.

Xu Yan’s expression became slightly serious. The skull wand held by Killing Skull, emanated a fierce flame represents the very essence of his power.

It had no heat, only a chillness.

But it seemed capable of incinerating everything, corroding all life, even more dreadful than deadly poison.

The opponent cultivated Massacre Cultivation Technique. It was highly likely the notorious Hellfire Blood Refinement Technique of Huo Tu, the Demon Lord, using the blood essence of Martial Artists and the blood of living beings to refine the Hellfire!

“I’ll take your blood essence and everything else. It seems I’ll get a good harvest this time?”

Killing Skull sinisterly grinned.

His gaze lingered on the large bag in Meng Chong’s hand for a while and then revealed a smile.

“Senior Brother Xu, be careful, Killing Skull is one of the three strongest men under Huo Tu, the Demon Lord. He has killed countless people, and that Hellfire is horrific. It can burn a Martial Artist’s Inner Qi and is impossible to extinguish once it adheres to you, leading to certain death.”

Meng Shushu hurriedly cautioned fearing that Xu Yan might be negligent.

“Good, good, you indeed know of my reputation.”

Killing Skull glanced at Meng Shushu, whose cold gaze almost made Meng Shushu break out in a cold sweat.

Even without Meng Shushu’s warning, Xu Yan knew the danger of Killing Skull. However, the threat of Hellfire wasn’t all that significant to him.

At least it couldn’t burn his Innate True Qi.

“Being the powerful man of Huo Tu, the Demon Lord and a Great Grandmaster, you must have killed many for treasure, haven’t you?”

Xu Yan suddenly had a realization, and his eyes lit up as he asked.

Killing Skull frowned; somehow, he felt that something was off about the boy’s manner.

Wasn’t he supposed to be afraid or serious?

Why was he asking these questions?

“Of course, my name, Killing Skull came to be because I’ve killed many, don’t bother begging for mercy, boy, because 1 won’t spare you.”

Killing Skull sneered.

“How many Spirit Crystals do you have on you?”

Xu Yan asked eagerly. This Killing Skull, a Great Grandmaster, a powerful man of the Demon Lord, who had countless killings to his name, should be quite wealthy, right?

This was like a money bag walking right up to his doorstep!

“What do you mean?”

Killing Skull frowned, sensing something odd in Xu Yan’s attitude.

“I’ve killed several demon path Grandmasters, but they were all poor as church mice, which has tarnished the name of the Demon Cult. I hope you won’t disappoint me. I, Xu Yan, never fight without gaining something in return.” You, a Demon Cult Great Grandmaster, should be pretty rich, right? You can’t be dead broke, can you?”