"Don't die too early crow." The Serpentess said as she walked through the spatial tear, slowly waving goodbye.
Feng Zhiming walked into the spatial tear as well, not sure how to respond to that comment.
At this moment he could only think of one thing, it was clear that they wanted to nurture a Gu demon to put on a leash. Since they treated him like a dog, he wouldn't be afraid to bite them like one.
The void itself didn't feel like anything, he could not understand the experience of the void thus he could not quantify or apply qualities to the void, other than the fact that it had no qualities to speak of.
One moment he stepped into the void and the next he found himself in bed next to a woman he did not know, more accurately he did know her, it just wasn't his memory that had knowledge of her.
"A courtesan named Rose." he remembered almost instinctively.
The room he woke up in was red all over, red sheets, red curtains and even a red wallpaper. Seeing red outside of blood was a rarity in his original world.
"Leaving so soon."
The woman called to him, barely managing to maintain her modesty under the sheets, her flowery scent assaulted his nose and tried to pull him back to bed, almost succeeding.
Bits and pieces of his identity within this world started to appear in Feng Zhiming's mind, he was currently at a brothel, and was also part of some sort of demonic sect.
Demonic cultivators were naturally found in demonic sects, he as a member was in quite the obvious location for any aspiring hunters, it was number one on his priority list to figure where he should fit into this world to avoid offering himself up on a silver platter, that would be far too boring.
"I have some matters to attend to."
Feng Zhiming walked out of the room quickly. He wasn't against the idea of some good fun every once in a while, many, many, women knew that in his home world, but right now he was in a race against time.
"I seem to have everything I had before and nothing major has changed, I look the exact same and my cultivation seems to be normal."
After his quick assessment, it became apparent that the only difference in his identity was the fact that he was in the sect and his fabricated history, otherwise he was the exact same person.
Feng Zhiming didn't say anything, but he was in awe of how karma was so easily manipulated by this person behind the scenes.
"What…" his jaw nearly dropped when a set of information popped into his mind.
[Identity: Feng Zhiming]
[Participant number: 7]
[Cultivation: Quasi ethereal core]
[Cultivation Method: Unconventional]
[Elimination count: 0]
"This must be due to the observer hiding in my shadow." he spoke to himself.
[Participant 95 has been eliminated, cause of elimination: Attempted breaking of rules]
[Remaining participants: 99]
The sudden notification had brought Feng Zhiming back to reality.
As he was walking through the brothel he found himself in front of a room with some suggestive noises leaking out of it.
"This should be where my junior is."
He had remembered that he came to this brothel alongside his junior brother within the sect, since his memory was hazy it would be a good idea to have this junior guide him back.
It wasn't a good idea to remain outside the safety of his sect when 98 prodigies were actively trying to kill him.But that did not mean he would hide in the sect, once he had a solid grasp of the world he was currently in, he would be much more confident roaming it.
Of course, he could always run away and live as a recluse, but he wasn't sure how this sect treated deserters and if he would be hunted down.
Since members of the demonic sects naturally have a lot of information about the sect, it is unlikely that they would let him leave simply because he asked.
After knocking three times and not receiving an answer, he swung open the door to a revealing scene.
A boy looking to be around 19 years old with short messy hair turned to face him as the girl next to him tried to cover up quickly.
"Senior brother, you really should knock." the boy said in a tone that sounded like he had been wronged.
"I did, 3 times." Feng Zhiming gestured to the boy to come out.
The boy hurriedly hopped out of the bed and quickly got dressed while knocking over a few things in the room.
Feng Zhiming had already observed the boy's cultivation, he remembered that his name was Mu Han and he was merely at the QI condensation stage, so there was no reason to worry about him being a participant.
"What's wrong senior, you only stayed for two hours today when you usually stay for eight."
Feng Zhiming raised his eyebrow, seemingly impressed by his own ability, he quickly let out a slight cough to switch the topic.
Ahem*
"I remembered that I had something important to do back at the sect, let's return later."
Mu Han quickly agreed and they both left the brothel. They entered a street that was filled with similar establishments all over, after exiting the boundary of what seemed to be a small city in the middle of no where they were greeted by a vast forest leading into rocky mountains.
"Senior brother, next time let me have Rose, and you take Lily." the boy asked with a wondrous expression.
Feng Zhiming rolled his eyes.
"Forget about that, talk to me about recent events."
Mu Han seemed to be a little confused at first, but he decided to answer to the best of his ability, he assumed it was related to the work that Feng Zhiming had mentioned.
"Well, recently, the Celestial Haven Sect has announced that they plan to shift their focus from hunting demon beasts to hunting demonic cultivators. Something about restoring order or some other philosophical jibar jaber."
At the mention of the Celestial Haven Sect Feng Zhiming remembered that it was one of the 3 major orthodoxies of this world. It being an orthodoxy meant that it was in direct opposition to his own sect which was unorthodox.
"Naturally this declaration against the demonic includes our Heavenly Divine Demon Sect, this led to an uproar in the sect, now the higher ups are having a meeting deciding on how exactly to approach the situation."
If things continued this way, and it led to an all out war, chances of survival dropped even further, but it did sound fun so he couldn't complain.
"Hmmm."
Feng Zhiming took a deep breath before thinking clearly.
He had access to two storage rings, his ring contained a few items and the weird creature's ring was currently locked, he would need to break through to the spiritual awakening stage to forcibly claim ownership over it.
He looked inwardly into his ethereal core, it was currently halfway to the condensed stage, after reaching the condensed stage he would have to reach the actualized stage before he could think of awakening his divine sense and entering the Spiritual Awakening realm.
"What do you think they will decide, senior brother?"
"I'm not sure, but if I was in charge, I'd probably play it safe and send a s-"