I Have A Disciple Simulator

The daughter of the Lark Clan’s Clan Leader looked eagerly at Lu Changsheng, her expression pitiable.

After careful consideration, she realized that following Lu Changsheng was the only path to breaking the deadlock.

Though she wasn’t sure if Lu Changsheng was better than the Kui Phoenix Clan’s Young Sect Leader, at least he presented an opportunity.

What if she chose the right person?

Judging by his display of power in crushing the strong cultivators of the Kui Phoenix Clan and wielding a magical treasure of the caliber of the Myriad Demons Banner, his background was undoubtedly extraordinary.

This demon race maiden seemed clever, aware that returning to the tribe meant certain death, and was seeking a method to escape the predicament.

“The heavens have the virtue of cherishing life. Please, Senior, save us. We are willing to serve you like oxen and horses.”

“What is your name?”

“Senior, to answer you, I am Yun Qingmu, the daughter of the Lark Clan’s Clan Leader.”

“I will only take you away from here. Moving forward, you can decide for yourselves whether to stay or leave. There’s no need to become maids.”

Lu Changsheng thought saving fifty demon race maidens was a trivial task—something easily done. It would disgust the Kui Phoenix Clan and earn him another wave of merits.

“Thank you, Master!”

The fifty Lark Clan maidens were overjoyed. They hadn’t expected that just when all paths seemed blocked, a new and unexpected opportunity would arise.

This human cultivator in front of them was not only strikingly handsome but, judging by his demeanor, he didn’t seem intent on forcing them into a binding oath. They could leave at any time later. His temperament appeared quite agreeable.

Such a figure was a hundred times easier to deal with than the oppressive Young Sect Leader of the Kui Phoenix Clan.

Following the Young Sect Leader meant living under the constant threat of decapitation for the smallest offense.

“Master, what divine being are you?”

“Master, what plans do you have next?”

“Master, aren’t you afraid of offending the Kui Phoenix Clan?”

The Lark Clan maidens buzzed with chatter, thrilled by their newfound sense of security after surviving the ordeal. They found Lu Changsheng approachable and couldn’t stop asking him questions.

“…”

Lu Changsheng sighed, his head aching.

He suddenly recalled the records about the myriad tribes of the Demon Realm.

The Lark Clan, though unremarkable, had a reputation for being particularly noisy.

Taking fifty Lark Clan maidens as maids—while it might seem “impressive” to outsiders—was, in reality, a source of great annoyance that only Lu Changsheng could truly understand.

“Next, I plan to kill a few more vicious Great Demons—those at the Divine King Realm, no less.”

Knowing these Lark Clan maids posed no threat, Lu Changsheng casually shared his rough plans without concern for secrecy.

“What?”

Shock filled the eyes of Yun Qingmu and the other Lark Clan maidens.

Great Demons at the Divine King Realm—he spoke of slaying them as if it were nothing, and planned to kill several more?

What kind of extraordinary figure was he?

Yun Qingmu hesitantly probed, “May I ask, Master, to which force do you belong?”

“The Holy Land.”

So he was from the Human Race’s Holy Land!

The Holy Land of the Human Race was equivalent to the mightiest tribes in the Demon Realm.

No wonder he dared to kill emissaries of the Kui Phoenix Clan with such impunity.

Lu Changsheng said no more. After erasing his aura, he chose to leave.

“Master, wait for us!”

Yun Qingmu quickly gathered her clansmen to follow Lu Changsheng.

In the Kui Phoenix Clan’s territory, a Life Lamp extinguished.

The news of the death of the Kui Phoenix Clan’s emissary quickly spread within the clan.

“This matter must be thoroughly investigated!”

The Kui Phoenix Clan Leader was furious.

An emissary dispatched by the clan had been killed, along with the looting of offerings from several demon race tribes. It was a direct affront to the Kui Phoenix Clan’s dignity.

If their emissaries could be killed without consequence, how would they command respect in the future?

Weaker demon race tribes might even choose to align themselves with other major clans.

“Father, let me investigate this matter.”

The Young Sect Leader of the Kui Phoenix Clan, Qi, had a vicious gleam in his eyes.

Among the looted offerings were his personal maids.

This was a direct slap to his face.

“The opposition is hostile. Take several Elders with you to prevent any unforeseen dangers.”

“I understand, Father.”

The Young Sect Leader of the Kui Phoenix Clan set out with seven Elders from the clan, leaving their territory in a storm of activity.

“Who dares target our Kui Phoenix Clan? They must be tired of living. Once I capture this person, I’ll make sure they find neither peace in life nor death.”

The Young Sect Leader held a Compass in his palm, swiftly locking onto Lu Changsheng’s position.

With seven Kui Phoenix Clan Elders accompanying him, they activated Spatial Talismans and moved rapidly.

The coordinates within a radius of a million miles were all within their grasp.

“Which force could it be? Who would so blatantly target our Kui Phoenix Clan?”

The Kui Phoenix Clan Leader remained uncertain, deeply suspicious.

With major events looming, he couldn’t determine whether the antagonistic force targeting their clan would disrupt his plans.

In truth, Lu Changsheng had simply happened upon the territory and killed the Kui Phoenix Clan emissary by coincidence.

BOOM—

A mountainous figure collapsed, shaking the earth and casting clouds of dust several hundred meters high into the sky, obscuring visibility.

Lu Changsheng summoned the Myriad Demons Banner, which grew larger in the wind, its demonic aura surging vehemently.

The Primordial Spirit of a Demon Bull was forcibly extracted from its mountainous corpse.

The Demon Bull’s Primordial Spirit twisted its expression in a struggle, desperate to return to its body.

But the Myriad Demons Banner acted like a vortex swallowing moons and suns, forcefully trapping the Demon Bull’s Primordial Spirit within.

Demonic aura stormed into the Myriad Demons Banner like a black hurricane, and the banner now bore a new Demon Bull totem etched onto its surface.

This was the second Primordial Spirit the Myriad Demons Banner had subdued.

“Master is incredible! The Iron-toothed Clan’s Demon Bull reigns supreme in this region, commanding billions of lesser demons, yet Master slew him so effortlessly.”

“Master’s magical treasure, capable of sealing demon race Primordial Spirits, is surely superior to even the Clan’s Treasure of our Lark Clan.”

“My Lady, we Lark Clan once fought for the Kui Phoenix Clan during the ancient wars, supporting them staunchly. Yet now, they betray us after crossing the river and tear down the bridge, oppressing us for years. Master is both mighty and well-connected. Perhaps we should curry favor with him to secure a future for our clan.”

“What you’re saying makes sense. But how can we win his favor? His cultivation level is far beyond ours, and we are of no help to him.”

Yun Qingmu’s eyes flickered as she considered. Even serving as maids was already a privilege. Trying to curry favor with Lu Changsheng seemed nearly impossible.

“My Lady, why don’t… we offer ourselves to him? If the Master has a child with you, he will surely value our Lark Clan.”

“Ah?! That’s going too far…”

Yun Qingmu was so stunned her jaw practically dropped to the floor.

Could demon race and human race even procreate?

“I’ve heard that many demon race geniuses possess traces of human lineage—their bloodlines combine the strength of demon ancestry with the comprehension and rapid growth of the human race. My Lady, you carry the purest bloodline of our Lark Clan. If you unite with the Master, the offspring might be the most talented genius in our clan’s history.”

“I’ve heard similar claims—that the current Demon God is said to carry traces of human bloodline as well.”

The Lark Clan maidens chattered, encouraging Yun Qingmu to find a way to please Lu Changsheng.

“…”

Yun Qingmu was troubled.

What the clanswomen said wasn’t wrong. Bearing a child with this human cultivator would undoubtedly be the best path for the Lark Clan.

Having a protector and the possibility of producing a gifted half-demon prodigy—they couldn’t hope for a more favorable outcome.

The Lark Clan’s subjugation by the Kui Phoenix Clan stemmed from the lack of an unmatched powerhouse in their lineage, leaving them vulnerable and increasingly marginalized.

“For the tribe’s sake, it seems I have no choice but to sacrifice myself.”

Yun Qingmu deliberated for three days before finally reaching a decision.

Lu Changsheng had expended immense effort defeating the Iron-toothed Clan’s Demon Bull.

This Demon Bull was significantly stronger than the Kui Phoenix Clan’s slain emissary. Lu Changsheng’s True Qi was nearly depleted.

After securing the Demon Bull’s Primordial Spirit with the Myriad Demons Banner, Lu Changsheng consumed an Elixir Pill and began meditating within the forest to refine the pill and restore his True Qi.

Dozens of maids guarded him diligently.

“Master, I…”

While Lu Changsheng meditated, Yun Qingmu approached him, her fingers nervously twirling her long hair, a blush spreading across her cheeks.

It was painfully embarrassing for her to make such a bold move.

As the daughter of a clan leader, she had never been so forward.

Suddenly, Lu Changsheng opened his eyes and firmly grasped her hand.