Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 499 - 252 I Am Merciful as a Demon! Please Come and Whip Me! (8000 words)_3

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Chapter 499: Chapter 252 I Am Merciful as a Demon! Please Come and Whip Me! (8000 words)_3

That was a slap in the face to the Pureblood Families.

"I’ll ask you one last time. Will you sell?" Xiang Shan said coldly.

"...I’ll sell!" The Dog-headed Demon prostrated itself, burying its face in the dirt to hide its spiteful gaze as it gritted its teeth.

"Give them the antidote!" Xiang Shan commanded again.

The people from the Demon Battle Arena hesitated for a moment but ultimately did as he said, feeding each Foreign Demon an antidote to the Soul-Loss Pill to counteract its effects.

BOOM!

As the Foreign Demons consumed the antidote, the frenzied power receded from their bodies. They instantly became incredibly weak and collapsed to the ground.

Xiang Shan strode forward without hesitation. He walked over to one of the Foreign Demons and infused it with his own pure Demonic Qi to alleviate its symptoms.

Seeing this, everyone present was stunned speechless.

"What... what is he doing?"

"Don’t tell me that Wolf Demon has a history with the Ninth Young Master of the Earth Magic Elephant Clan?"

"How is that possible? How could a mere Foreign Demon have connections to the Pureblood Demon Race?"

However, an even greater shock was yet to come.

The dozen or so people who had arrived with Xiang Shan also took action. Disregarding their own status, they went to the side of each battered and weakened Foreign Demon, using their own Demonic Qi to heal their injuries and restore their stamina.

It was simply inconceivable!

In the Demon Realm, the difference between Foreign Demons and the Pureblood Demon Race was no different than that between pigs and dogs and humans in the mortal world. In fact, no member of the Pureblood Demon Race had ever truly considered Foreign Demons to be fellow demons.

At best, more powerful Foreign Demons were used as guards for their homes and courtyards. More alluring Foreign Demons were used to warm beds, treated as mere playthings. Even the kindest masters would only toss them a few elixirs or Demon Treasures, which was enough to make their Foreign Demon subordinates weep with gratitude.

But for them to disregard their station and personally heal Foreign Demons... such a thing had never happened before! Throughout all of history, it was a legendary tale.

The atmosphere in the arena turned incredibly strange.

The heavily injured Dog-headed Demon, still lying in a pool of its own blood, even forgot its own wounds. Its eyes widened as it stared dumbly at the scene.

It’s over... I must be on death’s door to be seeing something so unbelievable!

It swore that even in its most daring years, it would never have dreamed of such a thing.

"ROAR..."

As the other Foreign Demons regained some of their strength and senses, they took in their current situation and fell into a deep stupor.

Am I already dead? Why am I having such a hallucination?

One of the Foreign Demons dazedly raised a hand and punched itself in the face, knocking out two teeth.

Damn, that really hurt!

"Don’t move. Your injuries haven’t healed yet," a young man from a Pureblood Family said softly from its side.

"!!!"

The Foreign Demon was completely frozen. This isn’t a dream. None of this is a dream! A high and mighty young master of the Purebloods... is actually healing me?

After the intense shock, a profound fear surged through the hearts of all the Foreign Demons. They were flustered by this honor, feeling it was a treatment they did not deserve.

"My Lord, please stop! I’m filthy!" the Wolf Demon being treated by Xiang Shan said, his voice trembling.

"We all struggle in the mire of this mortal world. Who is to say one is nobler than another? You and I are of the same race. We should be equals. Why must we insist on a hierarchy?" Xiang Shan’s voice was gentle, yet his words were utterly astonishing.

To the Foreign Demons present, these words were nothing short of explosive.

The same race? Are Foreign Demons actually considered demons? Can we be equals?

Their heads were buzzing. This world was simply too crazy!

In the eyes of the rescued Foreign Demons, Xiang Shan’s figure now seemed to be cloaked in a sacred, dazzling light.

...

Amidst this prolonged state of shock, the weakened Foreign Demons in the arena were finally healed. They were able to stand on their own and had regained some of their strength.

However, many of the young masters and ladies from the Pureblood Families who had lent a hand now had pale faces, having clearly expended a great deal of energy.

Seeing this, the Foreign Demons felt an even more indescribable mix of emotions.

"Let’s go," Xiang Shan said, letting out a long breath as he and his group prepared to leave.

"Ninth Young Master!" The Dog-headed Demon had already staggered to its feet and suddenly spoke up, full of confusion. "Why did you do this?"

"Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that question?" Xiang Shan turned, his gaze fixed on the Dog-headed Demon. "If I recall correctly, when you first came to Three Origins City, you also suffered endless bullying and humiliation. So why is it that after gaining some status these past few years, you’ve started capturing and torturing other poor demons who are just like you were back then? Where is your conscience?"

The Dog-headed Demon was dumbstruck. Conscience? Is that something I’m supposed to have?

"And all of you!" Xiang Shan’s gaze swept over the Demon Battle Arena’s enforcers, his eyes filled with bitter disappointment. "You are all Foreign Demons. You should have been sticking together for mutual support, yet you slaughter one another to this extent, acting as his accomplices. When you dream at night, do you not feel a single shred of guilt or self-reproach?"

The crowd of Foreign Demons fell silent, hanging their heads low like children who had done something wrong.

Xiang Shan said no more and led his people out of the ghastly underground space.

"What are your plans now?"

As they exited the grand doors of the Demon Battle Arena, Xiang Shan turned to look at the rescued Foreign Demons.

At his words, the Foreign Demons were stunned. "You... you don’t want us?"

They were accustomed to being treated as property. From the moment of their capture, the concept of freedom had become completely alien to them.

Xiang Shan chuckled lightly. "We saved you to give you freedom, not to trade one cage for another. You’re free now. The world is vast. You can go wherever you please."

Freedom?

The Foreign Demons exchanged glances, hearing this utterly unfamiliar word, their eyes filled with bewilderment.