Master! I Am Really Not a Demon Emperor!

Jiang Lingxue found that her new apprentice was a little strange. It is obvious that he has the best water spirit root, and he has learned the way of being as good as water, and the still water flows deep. However, every move is so violent and ruthless, and he kills decisively and without mercy. Although he is thin and suffering from serious illness, he can always fight in close combat with fierce attacks. She couldn't help but wonder if the poor slave she had rescued from the Demon Sect had been taken away by some demon cultivator, so she finally asked: "Chen Bai, your magic power is..." "Oh, Master, my disciple happened to kill a demon cultivator when he went down the mountain to practice, so I found it." Chen Bai was covered in black aura, and with every move he made, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood. "Then you are covered in black and red demonic energy and have nine levels of blood demon-slaying skills..." "Oh, Master, my disciple was born with mutated spiritual roots. It is normal for the spiritual energy to be darker in color. As for the magic power, Master, you are wrong. It is a variant of the Nine Heavens Holy Water Art... And the Nine Heavens Red Water Art. It is normal to be darker in color." "But why is the portrait of the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect so similar to you..." "Oh, Master, maybe the wife of the Heavenly Demon Sect's leader has a crush on me, and it's me who the Desire Demon Sect is interested in." "?" Chen Bai has been a little depressed recently. After twenty years of traveling and being a demon slave of the Demon Sect for twenty years, I finally stepped into the Immortal Sect and was accepted as a disciple by the genius. It should have been a good thing. But he mutated. His spiritual roots were congested with blood, red and hot, and his veins were like dragons! The [Book of Ten Thousand Souls] in his mind told him. His spiritual roots wanted to drink blood.