Secrets of the Demon Ancestor, Peerless Divine Weapon (1)

Sun Chuang was really angry. Although he was the sect master of the Demon God Sect and had always claimed that he believed in demonic beasts, it was intolerable for someone to call him a half-human, half-demon.

It was as if someone was pointing at his nose and calling him a bastard.

I, Sun Chuang, am the master of the Demon God Sect. You bastard, not only did you pretend to be a demon god to deceive my feelings, but you even dared to scold me in my face. Do you really think that I have no temper?

While he was cursing Yao Buqi, Zhou Shu sized him up curiously, making Sun Chuang even angrier.

If not for the fact that he was afraid of Zhou Shu's cultivation, he would have rolled up his sleeves and fought this weak-looking demonic beast.

"Lord, I'm definitely human." Sun Chuang looked at Zhou Shu. "It's wrong for me to believe in a demon god, but I'm really an innocent human. My eighteen generations of ancestors were all innocent—"