"Demonic cultivator?" Beiting Huang didn't expect this either. "Ye, I remember that when I fought with Leng Chenfeng of the Shang family, a wisp of divine power in White Snow saved me at the last moment. I always thought that it was left behind to protect me when you were refining White Snow. But isn't that divine power only possessed by spiritual cultivators?"
The flames disappeared between Yan Ye's fingers. "Huang'er, there are spiritual and demonic cultivators in the world to begin with, just like how you can cultivate both spiritual and demonic swords. This world isn't as big as you see it now. I'll tell you everything after you pass the school tournament!"
