In a dark alley in Blusher Prefecture, there was a young boy dressed in plain clothes. However, his lips were red and his teeth were sparkling, and his skin was as smooth and delicate as that of a beautiful young girl. 0

He was sitting with his back against the wall, and a dying man in his arms was continuously vomiting blood. There was also a man squatting beside them and keeping a lookout. They were none other than Old Demon Mi's disciples, the three shop attendants from the rice shop. The young boy was a local from Blusher Prefecture, and Old Demon Mi had only taken him as a disciple last year.0

The senior brother in the young boy's arms was the demonic cultivator who had fought to the death with Daoist Chong Miao and the others. This was as expected of a demonic cultivator. He grinned widely, and the last thing he said before his death was surprisingly this, "Junior Brother, do you like me more, or do you like your Second Senior Brother more?"0

The young boy gently tilted the man's chin with his fingers. He looked down with deep emotions in his eyes and sobbed, "Of course I like you more."0

The man retrieved a yellowing book from his robes and shakily handed it to the handsome young boy.0

When the young boy accepted the valuable book, the man in his arms had already died. The young boy held the book high in the air and turned around, calling out to his second senior brother.0

The man's attention was almost completely drawn to the valuable book.0

The young boy suddenly darted at him, with the book still in one hand, and used his other hand to jab at his second senior brother's throat. As it turned out, there was a hidden blade in his sleeve.0

The young boy stabbed his second senior brother three times, completely destroying the man's throat. Blood splattered all over the smiling face of the handsome young boy.0

The man grabbed his throat with both hands and slumped down against the wall. His eyes were wide with shock...0