He Was Worried That Little Spirit Cultivator Would Be Killed by the White Ghost

Yun Ran did not expect demonic cultivators to like gossip so much.

When they reached the White Ghost's territory, Yun Ran felt that she might have been deceived.

"Great Green Insect, tell me the truth. Did you pick up those territories because the other three didn't want them?"

Not only was it small, but it was also full of potholes. If it rained, the place would flood.

Looking at the White Ghoul's territory, the perfect geographical location, lush mountains, water, and roads, it was simply a paradise.

It was hard to imagine that there would be such a paradise in the legendary Fallen Demon Forest where demonic cultivators were everywhere.

Yun Ran's curiosity about the White Ghost grew.

As soon as the two of them entered the White Ghoul's territory, they were stopped.

"Azure Demon Dragon! What are you doing here?"

White Ghost's subordinate recognized the Azure Demon Dragon at a glance and revealed a look of displeasure.