Getting a Sugar Mommy in Cultivation World!! - Chapter 831 - 831: Yuan Ming's Move

Unlike the orthodox faction, which orderly taught cultivation techniques and nurtured talented disciples, producing many outstanding figures for generations, sects affiliated with the demonic cult, which moved according to profit and power, were always in Chaos.

The Demonic Cult was not a single sect.

It was a palace, also called the Heavenly Demon Cult, established under the powers of the great unorthodox sects.

And the person who was responsible for keeping order within the cult and making sure these sects do not step out of line was known as The Heavenly Demon.

Around Morning.

A long line of countless people had formed at the entrance of the demonic cult.

The reason was simple: after ten years of closing their gates to the outside world, the demonic cult was once more hiring disciples in a large number. Everyone from all around the Feng Empire was allowed to join.

“Show me your identification tag.” Right before the gates of the demonic cult, an old man was sitting behind the desk wearing white robes with a single black strip on his arm.

Those robes were given to the disciples who had officially joined the demonic cult. Despite his age, the old man exuded the aura of a peak foundation establishment realm cultivator.

The young man standing in front of the line stepped forward and presented a skull-faced token silently.

Taking the token, the old man flipped it and wrote down the name inscribed on its back.

The line continued to move forward after the person who had registered went through the front gates.

“They have gathered ants swarming around sugar.”

One of the gatekeepers guarding the entrance to the demonic cult muttered under his breath with a sigh.

His colleague beside him shook his head and said, “Of course, the cult has finally opened its gates to the outside world after ten years of seclusion. They’ll teach anyone as long as they have talent. It does not even matter which background they hail from.”

“Indeed, who would miss such an opportunity?”

Demonic cult was known to be ruthless and merciless even towards their own disciples. Yet, the cult was not on shortage of people who wanted to join it.

The first gatekeeper sighed before starting to grumble, “Why do we need more disciples? We already have quite a lot. Are we about to launch a w—”

Before he could finish, the gatekeeper felt a cold chill against his neck. He looked to the side to see it was his colleague who had pressed a sword on his neck.

“What are you doing?” The second gatekeeper asked coldly, “Do you not know not to speak carelessly?”

“Ah-ah, my bad, brother.” With a forced smile, the former guard apologized. “You know how the sect has been in unrest for the past few days; I was just agitated.”

“Hmph!” The guard took his sword back and looked through the long line of the participants and sighed, “there is no need to guess the intentions of the sect. The level we are at, we have no right to do anything else but follow the orders.”

Just then, his eyes caught the sight of a man who seemed to stand out in the middle of the line.

It was not that the young man was exceptionally handsome or powerful. No, on the contrary, he was quite ordinary-looking, nor did he exclude a powerful aura from his body.

He was wearing dull robes and a dirty cloak to hide his face. His unkempt appearance made others step away from him both consciously and unconsciously.

It was just that the rusty sword stained with blood hanging on his back caught his eyes.

“Everyone is here to try their luck. Even though we are the demonic cult, we can stand against the orthodox sect head to head.”

As if feeling the gaze, the young man moved his eyes without raising his head and glanced at the gatekeeper, ‘why are they looking at me? Did they sense something?’

Lost in a swarm of paranoid thoughts, he caught the sight of the young lady before him looking at him in disgust. She even had her hand resting on her sword while keeping an eye on his action.

“You better stay away from me.” She warned the boy under her breath before looking ahead. “I will not hesitate to take your head if you come even a step closer to me!”

The young man said nothing and sighed under his breath, ‘maybe I overdid it with the disguise. If only Tian Chen were here.’

‘He just had to return to his kingdom right when we decided to explore the world together.’ Yuan Ming cursed his friend for ditching him just because he was summoned to meet a prospective fiancee his father had selected for him.

‘That bastard broke the bro code.’

Recalling the sleazy smile on Tian Heng’s face, Yuan Ming clenched his fist in anger and groaned slightly.

“Gross!” the woman in the front suddenly turned, hearing his voice, and exclaimed. “Are you getting excited because I said I would cut you?”

With one hand she pointed a finger at the boy, and with the other she hugged herself as if she were a boy, protecting her dignity.

“I should not have even come here.”

Yuan Ming could not stop his lips from twitching, hearing those words. “If you are so disgusted, why are you blushing so hard?”

Without even waiting for him to speak, the young woman screamed and started running away, “kya~!!! Pervert! Hentai! I am going back home.”

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“!!!” Yuan Ming stared in silence helplessly as even the guards of the demonic cult looked at him as if he were a plague to be avoided.

The other participants stepped away from him, which allowed him to reach the front of the line.

“Ahem!” The old disciple of the cult coughed from behind the desk upon seeing him. “Token.”

‘Why are you leaning back and covering your face with your arm?’ Yuan Ming did not know whether to cry or laugh seeing this, but he silently passed the token.

“Kai Kai, you can go in.” The old man hurriedly waved his hand, signaling him to enter through the front gate.

Yuan Ming took a deep breath and stepped forward, passing through the tall gates of the Heavenly Demon Cult.