Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Nuwa: Do you have many doubts in your heart? Do you want to ask why you, a human, was brought into our demon clan? (a smiling emoticon)

Ning Xiaolei was slightly stunned, with a look of surprise in his eyes. She was worthy of being the Empress Nuwa, she knew this.

Nuwa: I won’t tell you the reason. As I said in the group, you will naturally know when the time comes. (a naughty expression)

Little Demon Ning Xiaolei: I...

Isn’t this making fun of people?

Ning Xiaolei was speechless, especially when he saw the last sentence and the naughty expression, the image of Nuwa who was supposed to be majestic collapsed in his mind.

It seems that these monsters in reality are different from what he imagined!

Not only Nuwa, but also Daji, White Bone Demon and others in the group also gave him the feeling that they were not much different from ordinary mortals.

Nuwa: In addition to asking these useless questions, if you encounter any cultivation problems, are confused, or want help, you can come to me directly. If I don’t reply in time, you can also find someone in the group for help.

While Ning Xiaolei was slandering her, news about Nuwa popped up again.

Seeing this, Ning Xiaolei's attention was immediately diverted and he immediately became excited.

Judging from the superficial meaning, Nuwa wants to accept her as her disciple?

The ancient god who refines stones to mend the sky, and kneads earth to create humans, the mother of the earth, the goddess of creation, are you so excited?

Little Demon Ning Xiaolei: Is the Nuwa Empress going to accept me as her disciple? (Three expectant expressions)

Nuwa: I can’t talk about recruiting disciples. I’m not qualified yet. I can only give guidance.

Little Demon Ning Xiaolei: Huh? (A row of confused expressions)

Ning Xiaolei was dumbfounded. What did this mean?

Nuwa said she was not qualified enough to accept her as her disciple, that's all.

It would be a lie to say that she was not depressed. Ning Xiaolei even thought that Nuwa was rejecting him tactfully, but in fact she looked down upon his identity.

At this time, Nuwa sent another message.

Nuwa: Don’t think too much. I have no other intentions. What I said is just the truth. You will know it when the time comes.

Xiaoyao Ning Xiaolei: Well, it’s that time again. (a speechless expression)

From the beginning of the chat to now, every time he met something he wanted to know, he always responded like this. Ning Xiaolei really didn't know how to reply.

After thinking for a moment, Ning Xiaolei decided not to ask, but instead asked something he urgently needed to know.

Little Demon Ning Xiaolei: Madam Nuwa, can I practice the "Eastern Emperor Sutra"?

Nuwa: Of course, you grabbed it because I did something trick on the red envelope. (a snickering expression)

Xiaoyao Ning Xiaolei: Okay, the empress is amazing. Since you, Nuwa Empress, know my identity, will there be any problems if I practice the demon clan technique? (three panic expressions)

Nuwa: Don’t worry, you’ll be fine with your cultivation, and no major problems will arise.

Little Demon Ning Xiaolei: Huh? That's it! Then the things in the red envelopes I grabbed in the group can also be used, right?

Nuwa: In theory, that’s true. Don’t worry, I’ll help you solve it if something goes wrong. (a snickering expression)

Little Demon Ning Xiaolei: (Three cold sweat expressions)

For some reason, Ning Xiaolei always felt that Nuwa's answer was a bit unreliable.

What is a big problem, what is theory, and combined with the sneak attack expression behind him, Ning Xiaolei always felt panicked.

After thinking about it, Ning Xiaolei shook his head vigorously.

He was lucky enough not to be kicked out of the group, and he could also get guidance from Nuwa, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Anyway, Nuwa also said that she would help solve the problem. If something goes wrong, just go to the boss directly.

With her status, there should be no problem that cannot be solved!

Nuwa: Are you okay? If not, I'll tell you about the demon refining pot in your mind.

Demon refining pot?

Ning Xiaolei was dumbfounded. Where did the demon refining pot come from in his mind?

Suddenly, Ning Xiaolei froze, and the scene of him being hit by something on the street in the middle of the night on the day he broke up with Lin Xin inexplicably appeared in his mind.

"Isn't that the demon refining pot?"

Ning Xiaolei muttered, his eyes flickering.

It was precisely after he was hit by something that day that he got this software on his phone and joined this chat group.

"Brother Lei, what are you mumbling about? The teacher is looking at you!"

At this time, Ning Xiaolei suddenly heard someone talking next to him. He looked up and saw Zhao Xiaoshu beside him looking at him curiously.