The straw-clad Ape Demon removed its bamboo hat, revealing its sparse and seemingly aging black fur.
It was short in stature, yet its head was rather large. As its lips moved, two sharp fangs were revealed: "Not a bad Blade Technique, what a pity the blade itself isn't up to par."
The young and tall Ape Demon knelt on one knee, retrieving a bar-shaped object tightly wrapped in silk. It carefully unfolded the silk, revealing a slender Ceremonial Blade.
The scabbard was straight as an arrow, shimmering black and glossy all over with chased gold patterns.
It extended both hands, presenting it with utmost respect.
The scrawny hands of the straw-clad elder clutched the handle and drew the Black Blade that gleamed with a dark luster, examining it affectionately.
It could hardly be a coincidence.
Shen Yi noticed that the higher the cultivation of these Demonic Beasts, the more they imitated humans.
