Chapter 1377: Chapter 768 Unexpected Changes Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, in front of a prison. A corpse of a Monster cultivator, limbs twisted on the ground, eyes bulging, blood flowing everywhere. Beside it, several Monster cultivators with solemn expressions, their tone icy. "It’s only been two days, this is already the fifth one..." "Damn it, we’re haunted." "Don’t talk nonsense, haunted by what ’ghost’?" "If it’s not a ghost, what is it? Suddenly went mad without warning, biting and chewing, then exploded to death..." One Monster cultivator’s face turned pale: "I always feel like something ’dirty’ got into our prison..." Another Monster cultivator sneered coldly, "What cowards! Frightening yourselves. We are Monster cultivators, cultivating demonic power, naturally not following the common righteous Dao, risks are nothing unusual." "These few Monster cultivators all died from Blood Qi reversing, either went wrong in cultivation, or ate too much monster meat and couldn’t suppress the Blood Qi... Is it worth making such a fuss?" "But five have died..." a Monster cultivator questioned, "Isn’t that a bit too many?" "And," another Monster cultivator said, "the Master also died." "The Master was eaten by Monster Beasts." "He was too bold, even dared to steal the Second Elder’s bear paw blood, ended up unfortunate, was swallowed into the belly by the Black Bear Demon, otherwise couldn’t avoid..." This Monster cultivator paused, coldly said: "...to walk through that Demon Refining Diagram, soul scattered, mortal remains gone..." Mentioning the "Demon Refining Diagram," the other Monster cultivators felt chills deep inside. Apparently, this Demon Refining Diagram was terribly frightening, making them pale at the mention. Mo Hua, who was eavesdropping, wanted to hear more about the Demon Refining Diagram, but this group of Monster cultivators dared not discuss it further. The atmosphere became somewhat oppressive. After a moment of silence, another Monster cultivator spoke, "But, speaking of, how could Master Xiong, in charge of Ten Thousand Demons Prison for nearly a century, die so ’easily’?" "People make mistakes, horses trip, everyone has their day in the gutter..." "Moreover, the Cultivation World is treacherous and sinister, no one can guarantee not encountering something terrifying." "Any slight negligence, and one’s life is lost..." ... Monster cultivators whispered, then someone asked: "What do you say, Master Xiong is dead, what will happen to Ten Thousand Demons Prison?" "Is this your concern?" a Monster cultivator snorted coldly, gestured upward, "Above, there are Elders, if the Elders aren’t around, the Princeling is still here..." Princeling? Mo Hua was taken aback. Below, a Monster cultivator asked: "Princeling... who exactly is it?" Mo Hua perked his ears to listen. Unexpectedly, another Monster cultivator immediately wore a fierce expression, lowered his voice and cursed: "Do you want to die? You dare inquire about the Princeling?" "I’m not inquiring," the Monster cultivator frowned, a bit obstinate, "I only heard you mention the Princeling, never seen him, don’t know what ’Princeling’ entails, whether it’s a person, or a group..." "Still dare to ask? Truly courting death!" "Do you think you’re a noble family’s son, indulged by your family, can speak freely? Here, being talkative is deadly!" "I..." "Shut up!" a Monster cultivator with a noticeably stronger aura said coldly. His gaze, akin to that of tigers and leopards, swept around, warning: "Everything in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons is at the command of the Princeling." "No matter if the Princeling is one person or a group, you just need to know that upon encountering the ’Princeling,’ you must bow your head. All orders from the Princeling must be obeyed. Even if the Princeling commands you to die, you have no choice but to die!" The group of Monster cultivators had stern expressions, some were fearful, some indifferent, some unwilling. But all thoughts, they only dared keep in their hearts, showing no disrespect to the ’Princeling.’ "Alright..." Seeing that no one dared to speak further, the strongest aura Monster cultivator nodded slightly, said calmly, "Wash the blood on the ground, peel the skin of this Monster cultivator’s corpse, dig out the heart, use it for Alchemy." After saying this, the group of Monster cultivators dispersed, each doing their own tasks. Mo Hua’s eyes narrowed slightly, pondering. Is there a "Princeling" hidden within the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons? Just not sure... whether it’s a real Princeling, or a fake one. In a trance, by the Mistwater River, the opulent Flower Boat, light songs and dances, in the midst of enchanting sounds, the shadow of a "Princeling" around Mo Hua’s age resurfaced in his mind. On the ship’s curtain, silhouettes layered upon silhouettes. Wearing attire like a beast, draped in a magnificent human skin, yet appearing like a demon monster... Mo Hua frowned slightly. In this Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, there truly seem to be many secrets. And that "Master Xiong"... Master Xiong had already been tricked to death by Mo Hua, died in a Monster Beasts’ belly, died plain and simple, not a trace left. But he was at least a "Manager," and according to these Monster cultivators, this Manager had been in charge of Ten Thousand Demons Prison for a century. Now that he’s dead, who knows if there’ll be any action from above in Ten Thousand Demons Prison. "Send a new Manager over?" Should Mo Hua trick this new Manager to a "sudden death" too? If a Manager keeps dying, could it lure the "Princeling" over? "Let’s see how things develop, it’s too early to say..." Mo Hua noted the time, sent some Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches count to Elder Xun, then turned around and headed to Ling Huxiao’s prison. He needed to bring Ling Huxiao and the others some food. As for the Four Symbols Array Hub, over the past two days, Mo Hua had secretly tricked five or six Monster cultivators to death, and had gotten snake pattern, dog pattern, bear pattern, three types of Four Symbols Monster Pattern, gained quite a bit. He could temporarily take a break. Assassination is something that requires balance, creating tension but also occasionally letting them breathe, can’t kill too hard all at once.