I traveled north with Little Black.
In my past life, because Danfeng had mentioned the scent of spirit herbs, I deviated from my route to search for immortal herbs. When I finally circled back, we discovered a village that had just been wiped out by the demon clan.
If I hadn’t taken the detour, could I have saved even one person?
This time, I traveled with all my might. Finally, I arrived at my destination. It was deep in the night, and the entire village was eerily quiet, with only the occasional sound of a dog barking.
The cold light of my sword rang as it was drawn. Demon energy was clearly approaching.
I quickly set up a formation, enclosing Little Black to keep him from running around. Then, I laid out another formation to lure the demon clan into it.
Before I left, Little Black grabbed my clothes with his teeth, looking uneasy. He wanted to drag me into the protective formation to safeguard the villagers.
I softened inside, knowing he was worried about me. I crouched down to his level and looked him in the eye.
"Humans are weak. Protecting them from the demons is what cultivators should do. You don’t need to worry about me. As the strongest disciple of the Sword Sect, even without a spirit beast, a mere dozen or so demons are nothing to me."
I was too careless.
It wasn’t a dozen demons—it was dozens.
It seemed several demon squads had gathered together.
Normally, each squad of demons operated independently. Why would they suddenly unite?
I didn’t have time to think much about it. The demons had already entered my formation.
I hid in the shadows, killing many demons, but they weren’t stupid. They quickly realized they had fallen into a formation, and soon gathered together.
When I was starting to feel the pressure, I suddenly heard the screams of demons. I turned and saw Little Black viciously tearing apart the demons’ bodies. His black figure shredded them, and in the end, he was even chewing and eating them!

