Yawn. Emodao yawned widely as he was forced to wake up very early today. It was the third day that he found himself driving a cart towards a small village like some normal human. They were beginning to lie low these days, weeks after the fall of the Divine City. The rumors that circulated were complete lies, but Emodao would rather have that than the humans trying to divide among themselves. Peaceful cities were easier to trample.
That was why he was on the road like a farmer, delivering goods that they stole to gain entry to another small village. Xu Rouguang was beginning to be unsustainable by pillaging city after city. Unlike demons who could not eat for weeks after having a banquet of humans, Xu Rouguang had to eat every day. He had slimmed down bit by bit the more he started to train his power. Cultivation was simply not enough to quench his hunger.
