The Infant Whose Heart, Bones, and Eye Were Taken:Cultivating into a Demon

Dou Qin walked outside the house, gazing at the scattered white bones of the Demon Clan. She didn't say much.

She turned her head to look at the enslaved humans and sighed softly.

"This place is called Qianwa Mountain. To the north is Qingping Ridge."

"Only after crossing Qingping Ridge will we reach Han Land and be safe," she said.

"If we take these people with us, we might not reach Qingping Ridge before the Demon Clan catches up."

"Are you suggesting we abandon these people?" Fang Ling turned to look at Dou Qin, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He hadn't expected that after ten years, her personality had changed so much.

In the past, she wouldn't have ignored the lives of these ten thousand people.

Dou Qin said calmly, "There's no other choice. Let's go!"

"You destroyed the Qianwa Mountain stronghold and wiped out this army of five hundred thousand demons."

"When we reach the Dao Alliance, you'll receive a reward that will satisfy you."

"It seems you've been through a lot these years, not as naive as before," Fang Ling remarked.

Dou Qin smiled, "People grow up. Over the past seven or eight years, I've been through many battles and have come to understand many things."

"Abandoning these people and returning safely is the best choice for the human race."