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Chapter 38: Chapter 36: Aristocratic Families

"Sister, who are you looking down on?" Su Heng muttered to himself in his heart.

His strength was now not just ten times that of an ordinary person, but as his weight and physique increased, his power became even more terrifying and exaggerated.

In other words...

According to the martial arts system presented by Su Li, Su Heng's potential was essentially limitless.

"You just mentioned the Cultivating Demon Form," Su Heng asked, "What realm is that?"

"Cultivating Demon Form, Gestating Demon Spawn, and Heavenly Transformation are considered the three great realms of us cultivators," Su Li replied.

"Within Cultivating Demon Form and Gestating Demon Spawn, there are three smaller stages—Muscle and Bone, Blood and Organs. As for the Heavenly Deceit Realm, that realm is too mysterious, too far beyond me. My master might understand it, but I do not know much."

Demon Form, Demon Spawn, Heavenly Deceit... These give me an increasingly enticing feeling.

"Gulp!"

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Su Heng asked again, "Then sister, which realm are you in now?"

"I have already stepped into the second stage of the Demon Form realm, Bone Forging," Su Li said, slightly lifting her chin with a proud expression.

"..."

Clutching her fists tightly, Su Li looked at him somewhat angrily, "What does your disdainful expression mean?"

"Truly a prodigious young talent," Su Heng complimented insincerely.

"I heard Ning Zhibai say that even those naturally talented, whose potential and comprehension are top-notch, still need about thirty years of hard work to cultivate a Cultivation Technique to completion and step into the Grandmaster realm," he continued.

"From my understanding," Su Heng said, "what they call a Grandmaster in the martial world is someone who has developed their potential to the limit yet has not transcended the human category."

"Clearly, you, a Demon Form realm martial artist, are stronger than a Grandmaster, even much stronger," he added.

"But you've only been studying abroad for two and a half years. Even with exceptional talents, it's impossible to surpass others' thirty years of effort in just two and a half years."

As he spoke, Su Heng pulled her hand away. Her fair and delicate palm had no calluses, "You don't look like someone who has undergone tough training."

"I've told you I'm a once-in-a-century genius..." Su Li withdrew her hand.

"Alright..."

Su Heng did not immediately agree, instead, he was more concerned about Su Li.

He feared the dangers she might face during missions, and if by some misfortune they were parted by life and death, that would be heartbreaking for Su Heng.

"At our Demon Suppression Bureau, we have the Demon Suppression Tower, which holds the demons that have caused trouble in Qingzhou for hundreds of years. Any cultivation technique you wish to practice, you can find the corresponding demon's flesh and blood there for assistance," Su Li continued to persuade.

She had not thought too much about it, only feeling that Su Heng, with such terrifying talent, should not bury himself in a small place like Changqing County.

Demon Suppression Tower—To me, isn't this like a buffet?

Su Heng was somewhat tempted.

He slowly stood up, holding a piece of apple in his hand, and walked toward the window.

Suddenly thinking of something, Su Heng furrowed his brows and said solemnly, "Since one demon along with the corresponding cultivation technique can create a large number of Martial Artists with strengths far surpassing ordinary people. Then, within the Grand Zhou Dynasty, might there be those who choose to breed demons to fulfill their own ambitions?"

"The people you are talking about, we normally call them aristocratic families," Su Li quietly appeared behind Su Heng, her fair pretty face no longer smiling.

"Aristocratic families... Does the Demon Suppression Bureau not handle them?" Su Heng asked again.

"A hundred-year dynasty, a thousand-year aristocracy. Many of those families existed even before the Grand Zhou Dynasty was founded. The Demon Suppression Bureau can only check them, unable to completely root them out," Su Li sighed, answering somewhat helplessly.

Su Heng recalled the records in the county annals.

'Continuous heavy rain for ten days, plague transmission, people attacking each other, over a hundred thousand casualties in the city.'

'Drought in Yunzhou... casualties in three counties amount to a million, bones exposed in the fields, no chickens crow for thousands of miles.'

'Flood in Qingmu State, a dam burst, countless bodies floated, crows blocked the sun.'

Behind these seemingly common natural disasters, whether there were manipulations from those so-called families, Su Heng did not know.

If it were indeed the case...

Aristocratic families breeding demons, demons devouring humans. Ordinary people, in the eyes of these family disciples, are no different from weeds fed to pigs. The glories and riches of the mundane world are nothing but fleeting smoke in the face of such disasters.

"Smoke, smoke... Damn it!"

Su Heng suddenly looked up, his eyes widened, but noticed that the bright sunlight outside the window had dimmed without him realizing.

Under the iron-grey sky, threads of drifting mist, akin to streams, swept over the ancient tall city walls, spreading towards the city.