uring Nether Demon Sutra." The young Patriarch's expression stirred slightly. "Give us back a Cult Leader? What do you mean by that?" In Hidden Remnant Village, Shen Mu, the headman, the Alchemist and the rest watched Grandmother Zhu and the cult Patriarch without blinking. The two talked happily, laughing and chatting, which was quite beyond expectation. As Grandmother Zhu and the Patriarch spoke, she turned and looked back toward the village; the Patriarch looked over too, smiled, and turned sideways to say something to her. After a moment, Grandmother Zhu came back to the village on her little bound feet, smiling. "We have agreed." "Agreed?" The faces of the crowd turned strange. The Lame Old Man was deeply skeptical, and beaming, he asked, "When do we start fighting?" "No need to fight." Grandmother Zhu blinked. "But they will stay here a while, and leave in a few days." The hearts of the crowd turned cold. The Nether Demon Cult said they would stay a while and then leave — what medicine were they really selling in that gourd? Grandmother Zhu smiled sweetly. "Old Ma, Shen Mu says his Overlord Body's vital essence has taken on an Azure Dragon attribute. Test him and see if he has improved." "The vital essence of an Overlord Body can imitate Azure Dragon vital essence?" Old Huo was astonished. "Boy, come over here and spar!" Shen Mu hurried over. Watching the two trade blows, the Alchemist edged over to Grandmother Zhu and said in a low voice, "Grandmother, did you sell the boy?" Grandmother Zhu blinked and said with a straight face, "What talk is that? Would I sell Shen Mu?" "For how much?" The Lame Old Man came up, curious. "Junior Cult Leader of the demon cult." Grandmother Zhu slumped and sighed. "A nominal title first. I throw in the cult-guarding demon scripture, the Great Nurturing Nether Demon Sutra, and when he comes of age we see how he grows. If the growth is pleasing, he becomes Holy Cult Leader in earnest. How is that for a price?" The Lame Old Man's eyes lit up, his breath quickening. "There is such a bargain? Grandmother, why did you not come to me sooner? Sell me!" The Lame Old Man's face turned ashen. "For Shen Mu to become Junior Cult Leader, does he also have to make a trip to the next village?" Grandmother Zhu sighed helplessly. "They want to inspect the goods first. If they do not inspect the goods, how would they dare let him be Junior Cult Leader of the Nether Demon Cult?"