The woman's body gradually turned into the form of the demon beast whose chest Ye Tianfan had pierced through.

"It seems you, little immortal cultivator, don't really understand our demon beasts' abilities." Xi Kun said after licking the fangs in his mouth.

Ye Tianfan felt he was about to faint, his vision blurred. He didn't expect that his supposedly poison-resistant self could be poisoned so quickly here. The only reason he hadn't lost consciousness yet was probably because he had some poison resistance.

By the game's standards, his poison resistance was at ninety-nine percent in that world, while here it was probably less than ten percent.

However, Ye Tianfan knew he couldn't fall. If he fell, he probably wouldn't wake up again.

"Do you know that if you keep doing this, you'll be easily discovered by the righteous sects, and then you'll be eliminated?" Ye Tianfan was stalling for time; he felt the poison in his body was not worsening but rather decomposing very slowly, suggesting his 'poison resistance' physique was slowly adapting to this world's toxins.

So the longer Ye Tianfan could stall, the greater his chances of survival.

"Oh ho ho ho ho!" Xi Kun laughed triumphantly as if he had heard something very amusing: "You're the fourth one!"

"What?" Ye Tianfan didn't react at first upon hearing this, but then he realized that he was the fourth cultivator deceived.

"You're the fourth cultivator I've tricked using this method!" Xi Kun boasted smugly.

As expected, just as he thought, three others had been deceived before him?

Wait? If the previous woman was a fake, then that man he brought back to Snack Town... Ye Tianfan didn't dare continue that line of thought. If that man was also a puppet shell of this demon beast, then he might have doomed everyone in Snack Town.

"Aren't you afraid their sects will cause you trouble?" Ye Tianfan gritted his teeth, not daring to ask about the man, fearing the answer he didn't want to know.

"They can't cause me any trouble." As if convinced Ye Tianfan would end up in his belly, the demon beast kindly began explaining to Ye Tianfan, as if he wanted to fulfill all of Ye Tianfan's last wishes.

"Every time I deceive one, I move to another place, usually very remote, away from those sects. If I succeed, I've profited; if not, I lose nothing. Anyway, the villagers of an entire village or town are more than enough for my growth."

As Ye Tianfan heard this, he was suddenly dazed at such cruelty. Village massacre? This was a heinous act even the Demon Sect wouldn't commit.

"Oh, right!" The demon beast seemed to remember something, leaning its head towards Ye Tianfan's ear, speaking in a low and extraordinarily smug voice: "Oh, right, there's something I forgot to tell you. The townsperson you saved earlier was just one of my puppet shells."

After saying this, the demon beast took a few steps back and watched Ye Tianfan with interest, as if waiting to see how he would react.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Ye Tianfan's pupils shrank suddenly, his face twisted with fury, eyes filled with murderous intent towards Xi Kun.

"Yes, yes, yes! Just like that, fall into madness quickly, hurry, only when you succumb to madness are you truly delicious." Demon beast Xi Kun whispered, enchanted by Ye Tianfan's expressions and actions.

The three previous cultivators he tricked succumbed to madness just like this, driven insane by his words. Ye Tianfan's display, however, was much better; they were too feeble, succumbing within minutes. While their taste was good, it wasn't the ultimate delicacy.

As for Ye Tianfan, at the moment he merely had a twisted face with few signs of madness, but isn't that how it is? The longer the wine ages, the better its taste, and the deeper the madness, the more formidable it becomes.

Moreover, demon beast Xi Kun felt that if he devoured madness-stricken Ye Tianfan, he would definitely ascend to the ranks of the Great Demons.

He had lingered at the ordinary demon beast level for too long, nearly to the point of giving up. After all, he lacked talent, relying solely on basic devouring to enhance his strength. But after obtaining a fragment of a Cultivation Technique, everything changed. He didn't know which demon beast predecessor left it behind, but it suited him well.

Devouring the opponent's flesh and blood to enhance one's strength, although the technique was incomplete, it was enough for his needs. Otherwise, he'd still be a petty thief, living a life of hiding and stealing.

Demon beast Xi Kun often fantasized about using this technique to devour massive amounts of flesh and blood, advancing to the ranks of Great Demon Beasts, then progressing to demon beast soldier level, then to demon beast general, demon beast marshal, and eventually effortlessly ascending to demon beast colossus, finally achieving the legendary demon beast realm of the Nine-headed Demon Dragon, the Demon Beast Great Saint.

Demon beast Xi Kun often fantasized. He didn't know why he kept fantasizing about these things, but he couldn't control himself, sometimes even believing he had already reached the strength of a Demon Beast Great Saint.

He was even tempted to impulsively charge into the Taichu Sect to wipe them out, thinking that would make him stronger than the legendary demon beast, the Nine-headed Demon Dragon.

After all, the Nine-headed Demon Dragon was slain by the people of the Taichu Sect. If he could destroy the Taichu Sect, wouldn't that prove he was more powerful than the Nine-headed Demon Dragon!

However, what demon beast Xi Kun didn't know was that the Nine-headed Demon Dragon wasn't killed but suppressed. With his current strength, forget the Taichu Sect; even a few hundred villagers could beat him to death if he didn't poison them first.

Ye Tianfan's heart was in turmoil, but he knew this demon beast's strength was indeed pathetically weak, enough for the villagers to handle, yet his poison was especially potent. He didn't know if that puppet shell inherited its poison; if it did, that would be troublesome.

The best outcome upon returning would be that the puppet shell hadn't killed too many townspeople, as slaying them one by one would be exhausting.

Ye Tianfan tried moving his hand, discovering it could tremble slightly, but the Spiritual Qi within him was as weak as his body, unable to be driven whatsoever.

So Ye Tianfan needed to stall for more time, and if he couldn't channel his Spiritual Qi soon, then it would truly be over.

"Those villages and towns you destroyed before, did you use puppet shells?" Ye Tianfan asked, determined to ask any question that came to mind to delay as much time as possible, for every second might bring more hope.

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