Travelling a Thousand Miles on a Sword for a Dog

In a deep cave somewhere, the Insect Demon paced around in its spot, its eyebrows furrowed tightly in the middle.

"He's but a mere mortal, so how can his martial arts and vital energy be so powerful? Despite being the advent of the True Dragon, he didn't repeatedly cultivate his magical energy and instead cultivated human martial arts. Could there be something I'm missing?"

After all, the Insect Demon had experienced much and was extremely insightful; after witnessing all that had transpired these past seven, eight days, it had roughly worked out all of Vigilante A's cards. The major advantage of vital energy was that it did not depend on external vitality, and could be converted from food. With this dragon's appetite and innate talent, consuming all the food it needed in one shot was nothing out of the ordinary.