"The bright genius wasn't playing games with him. "Your trip to the Ancient Hong Arena was incredibly fruitful. Why have you been helping me so much, I dare to ask, Sect Master of Tian Nan, what are your intentions?"
Tian Nan Jie was stunned. "I don't have any."
Ming Zhi Tian said, "Remember when we first met at Nan An Temple? I saved you from the difficulty of the python. The first time, you gave me the supreme opportunity of the Forgotten Realm. The second time, you gave me the Ancient Hong Arena, a rare opportunity that only the Sect Master could participate in. Am I right?"
Tian Nan Jie felt like a哑巴吃黄连 (a mute eating bitter herbs), unable to speak his mind. "I..."
Ming Zhi Tian said, "Stop denying it. You can't fool me. I've seen through everything. Just tell me honestly, or we'll break off our friendship here. Otherwise, I'm truly afraid that one day you might stab me in the back."
Tian Nan Jie quickly stopped him. "No, no, no, young master Ming, you're too serious. Alright, I'll tell you. I'm actually from the Demonic Sect."
"As expected."
Ming Zhi Tian had guessed most of it, but he never expected Tian Nan Jie to be from the Demonic Sect. However, he didn't know much about the Demonic Sect, only hearing about it once or twice, so he didn't show much emotion.
Seeing that Ming Zhi Tian wasn't repulsed, Tian Nan Jie felt an opportunity had arrived. "Young master Ming, do you know? I've always treated you like family because I saw hope and a kindred spirit."
Ming Zhi Tian waved his hand. "I'm not a demon. You're mistaken."
Tian Nan Jie shook his head. "That's not what I meant. Hope, because of your arrival. Kindred spirit, because you are a martial cultivator. Like us, fellow demons, we are treated the same. Those words from the so-called righteous path practitioners all see us as outsiders, incompatible. But in the end, we are still human, aren't we? As a martial cultivator, would you be more welcomed than a pháp tu (magic cultivator)?"
Ming Zhi Tian said, "What you say makes some sense, but I can't entirely agree. Although I don't understand the Demonic Sect, let alone the demon race, I know a little about demons. You are probably some demons who have risen through ruthless slaughter. Compared to demons who kill innocent people, your words are not convincing to me."
Tian Nan Jie quickly explained, "The world misunderstands. Not all demons are cruel and merciless. Just like those so-called righteous individuals, haven't their hands been stained with a torrent of blood? Don't they commit evil deeds? The answer is yes. Do you think what I've said is still not convincing enough?"
Ming Zhi Tian nodded. "Indeed, you've managed to convince me. Speak, tell me everything you know, and perhaps I'll consider standing with you."
Tian Nan Jie was overjoyed. He liked Ming Zhi Tian's straightforward personality and immediately revealed everything. "My real name is Ku Pa La. To be honest, I've been lurking at Qi Shan's Zhang Tian Yue for a hundred years, waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to gather exceptional talents and expand the strength of the Demonic Sect. Until your appearance."
Ming Zhi Tian pondered. "The mysterious person in the Ancient Hong Arena was arranged by you, wasn't he?"
Tian Nan Jie shook his head. "No, I didn't."
Seeing his sincere eyes, Ming Zhi Tian knew he wasn't lying. "The Nan An Temple's python was intentionally released by you, wasn't it? Judging from the fact that my heavenly-grade gauntlets shattered, I knew it was an old magic artifact, because a new artifact wouldn't be so fragile."
Tian Nan Jie nodded. "You're very smart."
Ming Zhi Tian made a gesture as if to leave. "Regardless, you've helped me a lot. Otherwise, I would never have achieved what I have today. Whether you are Tian Nan Jie or Ku Pa La, as long as you ask me for help, no matter the time, just do as I say."
Tian Nan Jie finally didn't misjudge him. "Good! Young master Ming, I, Ku Pa La, have made you my friend. If you trust me, please come back with me. I'll show you what kind of race our Demonic Sect is."