The Most Evil Person in the World

"Tsk, that thing is fast!"

The dog blinked as it watched the spirit boat vanish in an instant.

Lu Benwei didn't even glance at it.

His eyes were fixed solely on the demon cores.

Only by moving all these demon cores could he earn the three Celestial Crystals he had been dreaming of.

Meanwhile, the fleeing spirit boat was still teetering in the black mist.

The demon core Lu Benwei had thrown not only shattered the boat's defenses but also destroyed its entire formation.

This caused the boat's power system to fail, and black mist began leaking in.

In that short stretch of the journey, the survivors narrowly escaped death, finally breaking free of the black mist.

However, the moment they escaped, the spirit boat completely fell apart.

"That was terrifying!"

"Indeed, it's a good thing we didn't harbor any murderous intent earlier."

"That person is absolutely horrifying!"

The survivors, having narrowly escaped death, exchanged fearful whispers, their faces pale with lingering dread.

They also felt a hint of relief.

Because at that time, they hadn't been blinded by greed at the sight of the mountain of demon cores and hadn't tried to kill Lu Benwei and his companions, which was why they still had their lives.

Anyone who had even a hint of murderous intent was now dead.

And that was precisely what made Lu Benwei so terrifying to them.

His ability to see through people's hearts sent shivers down their spines.

"So, did anyone recognize who that person was?"

One of the elders couldn't help but ask.

The question immediately silenced the group.

Because they all knew the answer.

The person before them wasn't any known expert from the major sects.

Even if they hadn't personally met the top-tier experts of the three great sects, they had at least heard of them.

But neither his methods nor his appearance matched any of those figures.

"This matter is no small thing!"

"It's possible he might be a local powerhouse!"

One of the elders couldn't help but speculate.

"But how could such a powerful local expert exist in this prison-like land?" another elder retorted.

"That's hard to say. This place was a prison after the Eight Supreme Rulers, but what about before them?" the elder mused.

His words struck a chord with everyone.

Indeed.

Who said there couldn't have been super experts born and hidden in this land before the Eight Supreme Rulers?

"This land has always been extraordinary," another surviving elder chimed in. "Let's not forget the purpose of our journey here."

With that reminder, everyone suddenly understood.

Yes.

The fact that they had traveled thousands of miles, braving endless black mist to reach this place, was proof of the land's uniqueness.

"However, the situation is more complicated than we imagined," the elder continued. "So, I suggest we all keep our heads down for now."

"Also, it would be best to inform our respective sects to treat the people of the Nine Realms with more respect. From what I've heard, many disciples from various sects have been acting out of line, relying on their strength to do unspeakable things."

"Let's not end up like them."

As the elder spoke, he glanced at the spirit boat, now lying wrecked on the ground, blood oozing from its cabin.

The other elders nodded in silent agreement and quickly left the scene.

After returning, the elders kept the matter under wraps, only discussing it among the highest echelons of their respective sects.

They all sensed something unusual about the incident.

Dark Shadow Island.

Su Yu'er was feeling troubled. Although she had learned a lot about the ways of the world from Yi Feng and had picked up many of his habits, she still felt unfulfilled.

What she had learned was just borrowed knowledge, not her own path.

Back in the Yunjie Sect, her elders had told her that whether in cultivation or in life, one must find their own path.

"So, what path should I choose?"

The young girl was scratching her head in frustration when she saw Lu Benwei and his dog striding over with an air of arrogance.

She knew Lu Benwei was a subordinate of the formidable Yi Feng, and everyone on the island treated him with respect. Feeling lost, Su Yu'er couldn't help but want to seek his advice.

"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, handsome Brother Lu!"

Su Yu'er ran toward Lu Benwei, calling out.

The way she called him "handsome Brother Lu" made Lu Benwei's ego swell.

Hearing such sincere praise, he couldn't help but feel that this was a truly good girl.

Rarely lowering himself, Lu Benwei bent down, patted his chest, and said with a bold tone, "Little Yu'er, what do you need from Brother Lu? Whatever it is, just say the word, and Brother Lu will take care of it."

"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, I'm troubled because I don't know what path to take in life or what kind of person I should become. That's why I came to ask you," Su Yu'er said, her face full of worry.

"Well, let's see!"

Lu Benwei stroked his chin and asked, "What are you looking for in this path?"

"Something unique, of course. I'm not interested in being the strongest or the most beautiful. I want something truly different," Su Yu'er replied.

"Unique, huh?"

Lu Benwei slapped his thigh and said, "In that case, you should aim to be the most evil person in the world. That way, everyone will fear you."

"The most evil person in the world?"

Su Yu'er's eyes lit up, as if she had suddenly found her calling.

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