Wait a minute, where is my master?

The young Taoist exclaimed in surprise, then subconsciously turned his head to glance at Little White by his side.

"What, this habit of gathering followers, could it possibly be a family tradition?"

Upon calling out this point, Mr. Bai didn't hold back any longer, a simple smile on his face, he waved his hand and drew a circle over the many tribes on the platform, saying.

"Here's the thing, young Taoist.

"Your intervention exposed the Demon Realm's origin conspiracy, successfully returning this realm, which had been wandering outside for over a thousand years, to the Nine Provinces, saving our various tribes from catastrophe.

"By virtue of this deed alone, you have earned the gratitude of all the tribes in the entire Demon Realm.

"Now, our Demon Realm is lacking in Cultivation resources, destitute of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, so we really have nothing substantial to reward you with. Therefore, everyone thought of lending our strength directly to your cause.

"Of course, I know you wouldn't just accept anyone without any criteria, don't worry about that.

"I don't know if Little White has mentioned this to you, but when it comes to gathering followers, I, Elder Po, am a professional. If they wish to serve under you, I'll handle the assessment—you can rest assured there won't be any issues."

After Mr. Bai had spoken, his gaze burned with excitement as he looked at the young Taoist, his face flushed with the same thrill he had felt when gathering followers outside Gusu City like a Husky.

It was virtually a carbon copy!

In truth, if it was solely based on a one-sided battle, and the exposed villainous identity of the chief of the Little Golden Crow Clan, the many tribes present would at most feel some awe and fear towards this mysterious Human Race Cultivator who had appeared out of nowhere.

But after everyone had experienced various degrees of breakthroughs thanks to the bounty of heaven and earth, the situation had somewhat changed.

The tribes learned from Mr. Bai that the mysterious Human Race Cultivator had come here to pull the Demon Realm back to the Nine Provinces, to help countless living creatures survive the true calamity of heaven and earth.

And in less than a day's time, perhaps not even half a day in their conception, the blessing of heaven and earth had manifested.

An individual, seemingly kind-hearted at core, upright in actions, and whose cultivation strength was truly unfathomable, now stood before their eyes. And since many tribes on the platform were poised to return to the Nine Provinces Realm, they were bound to come into contact with numerous Human Race Cultivators.

Thus, some of the more astute tribes started to contemplate.

Of course, initially, the tribes present had only hoped to get closer to the Snow Wolf Clan, not daring to dream of skyrocketing to the top, or even if they did dream, they didn't dare to voice it.

But they couldn't withstand Mr. Bai's inherent drive, the ancestral instinct of amassing followers.

After hours of enthusiastic discussion, most of the tribes in attendance were truly swayed by his words, contemplating recognizing this mysterious Human Race Cultivator as their leader, seeking to secure a powerful backer for their tribe once they returned to the Nine Provinces.

"Ahem, Uncle, Little White indeed hasn't mentioned to me about your expertise in recruiting followers.

"However, I have seen her personally demonstrate this skill.

"Well, what I mean is..."

Jin Xu spoke with a look of weariness on his face.

Mr. Bai, energized upon hearing this, abruptly interjected, cutting him off.

"Young Taoist, since you've seen Bai Er demonstrate that skill, that settles it. She only learned a tenth or a twentieth of that from me, you..."

"Stop, that's enough!"

The young Taoist first stopped Mr. Bai from continuing, then also blocked Little White, who appeared somewhat rebellious and seemed to want a discussion with her father about who was better at amassing followers, before he continued with a weary face.

"I have other pressing matters to attend to on this trip, and the origin of other Small Worlds is also waiting for me to reclaim it.

"So let's leave this matter of gathering followers for another time, Uncle."

Having finished speaking, Jin Xu gave the Husky beside him a look that said "keep an eye on your dad," and didn't bother to see if it understood.

He stepped toward the ring of demon creatures, making his way to a small group of cultivators with elephant heads and human bodies.

Little Purple Spirit Elephant and Yu Yaoer followed in tacit agreement.

The demon cultivators on the platform silently made way for the little Taoist as he approached leisurely.

The Clan Leader of the Purple Spirit Elephant Clan, who had noticed Jin Xu bring a tiny Purple Spirit Elephant, couldn't help but feel a trace of solemnity in his eyes as he shook his long trunk with some unease upon seeing Jin Xu heading straight for him.

The feelings of his companions were mostly the same, except for the four-hundred-and-thirty-seven-year-old 'little' Purple Spirit Elephant, who, in addition to solemnity, also held a hint of admiration and respect as he gazed at the little Taoist.

"The Purple Spirit Elephant Clan is no more, it was the work of the origin of the Demon Realm that had been invaded by the Demon Lord previously," Jin Xu declared upon approaching the Clan Leader of the Purple Spirit Elephant Clan, startling everyone present.

Then, within the range of his Spiritual Sense, a multitude of whispered messages began to resound.

Even though the Clan Leader of the Purple Spirit Elephant Clan had long braced himself for the fate of his tribe, hearing someone of significance confirm it made his body involuntarily tremble.

"Thank you for informing me," he said with a voice that was somewhat hoarse as he steadied his mind and clasped his hands in thanks, then he turned his gaze to Jin Xu's companion.

"I remember you, you're that little one from the Guitang family, right? Are you the only one of our clan who survived?" he asked the Little Purple Spirit Elephant.

Upon hearing this, the Little Purple Spirit Elephant shook her trunk and, after Jin Xu slightly moved aside, she took two steps forward to stand in front of the Clan Leader, whom she used to see often among the clan, and called out in a mournful voice.

"Mmm~"

After hearing this cry and its underlying meaning, the Clan Leader of the Purple Spirit Elephant Clan could no longer withstand the sorrow and indignation in his heart. He lifted his trunk and let out a piercing roar towards the sky that had just cleared up shortly before.

At the same time, large teardrops began to roll down from his reddened eyes.

Seeing this, Jin Xu let out a long sigh and said earnestly,

"The one who slaughtered your clan is already dead and gone.

"Twice."

The many mournful and angry Purple Spirit Elephant cultivators in front of him were taken aback by these words, but the Clan Leader was the first to regain his composure and once again clasped his hands in a fist, bowing to the little Taoist.

"Thank you for avenging this blood feud for our clan. Should you ever require our service, we are ready to go through fire and water at your command," he said.

As he spoke, the elephant-headed demon cultivator with tears still on his face bent his knee, preparing to kneel.

However, Jin Xu, who had experience with kneeling, was prepared and gathered golden spiritual power under his feet. Seeing that the Clan Leader was about to kneel, the golden spiritual power shot out, stopping the action before it could begin.

The Clan Leader of the Purple Spirit Elephant Clan was startled when he couldn't kneel, and then looked down to see the golden spiritual power that bound his legs.

"We don't do this back at my place, and I'm not accustomed to people kneeling before me either.

"By the way, when the Demon Lord died the second time, it was Little Purple Spirit Elephant who took the action. In this way, a member of your clan has personally exacted revenge and settled the grudge," he explained.