Cultivation of Evil

"Immortal Master, please wait!"

"Immortal Master!"

"Hey!"

The voices calling out to stop him came from behind. Ye Chuan stood at the mouth of the cave, his expression now tinged with impatience. He pulled out a soul banner and planted it firmly into the stone slab beside him.

"Alright, I’ll give you one sentence to speak."

The soul banner erupted with an eerie glow, and the howls of ghosts and wolves made Cang Wu and Ademi pale. As the aura of death spread relentlessly before them, Cang Wu swallowed hard before forcing out his words.

"Immortal Master, if you could escort us back to the Western Luo Kingdom, we would surely reward you handsomely."

In the next moment, the oppressive force of the soul banner vanished instantly.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Ye Chuan's attitude softened at once, and a smile returned to his face.

"Great! I love escort missions. Escorting princesses is my specialty—every princess I’ve handled has only good things to say."

Ye Chuan had some spirit stones on hand, but most had been drained by the system. Plus, spirit stones were needed everywhere, so he wasn’t about to refuse more.

Seeing Ye Chuan so agreeable, both Cang Wu and Ademi visibly relaxed.

"The Western Luo Kingdom isn’t far. Once we cross the Jade Dragon Mountain Range and head east for a while, we’ll reach it," Cang Wu explained. For him, the princess was the priority.

But it was precisely this snow-covered mountain range that made the journey impossible without special means.

The endless, peculiar snow and ice drained spiritual energy and stamina. Cultivators with slightly lower realms couldn’t cross it without a mount.

"Once we cross this mountain range, we’ll reach a town with people?" Ye Chuan asked.

"By the way, do you know how to get to the Donghua Divine Continent?"

The Qingyun Sect was located in the Donghua Divine Continent of the Tianxuan Continent. Since he’d randomly spawned at this starting point, he couldn’t just kill himself to reset it, could he?

What if he tried a few times and still didn’t get it?

Wouldn’t that be a waste of deaths?

"Donghua Divine Continent?" Hearing this, Cang Wu and Ademi were stunned before shaking their heads in confusion. However, Ademi, as the princess, spoke up.

"The four Divine Continents are separated by vast distances, with the Endless Demon Sea lying between them. Even riding an immortal ark would take months or even years, so interaction between the continents is rare."

"So that’s how it is?" Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow. If that were the case, getting to the Qingyun Sect would be quite troublesome.

But on second thought, his current strength was only enough to mess with guys like Qin Tianya. Switching continents to level up a bit might not be a bad idea.

"Let’s go then. I’ll take you out of this mountain range first." Ye Chuan casually tossed two bottles of Revitalizing Pills to Cang Wu and Ademi. "These are healing pills. Take them."

"Yes." The two didn’t dare question it—Ye Chuan’s cultivation was proof enough. After swallowing the pills, they immediately felt a warm current surging through their bodies, and their wounds seemed to heal rapidly!

Just as Ye Chuan was about to set off, Cang Wu voiced his concern.

"Immortal Master, you let some of the Ice Profound Palace disciples escape earlier. They’ll definitely report this to their Holy Son."

Ye Chuan asked, "What’s the Holy Son’s cultivation level?"

"Rumored to be at the late-stage Golden Core Realm, with an Ice Profound Body. His frost energy is notoriously difficult to handle—ordinary cultivators stand no chance against him."

"Late-stage Golden Core?" Ye Chuan seemed unimpressed, likely because he’d faced too many high-level battles. Someone at the same realm as him didn’t interest him much.

It was questionable whether they could even survive one of his moves.

"A mere Golden Core ant," Ye Chuan said dismissively, as if his words were a soothing balm to the two.

However, Ye Chuan did take some interest in Ademi’s physique. "Does the Heavenly Mystic Yin Body work on Golden Core cultivators too?"

Ademi didn’t dare lie. Softly, she replied, "My constitution… can aid breakthrough for cultivators of any realm through yin-yang harmonization."

As if assuming Ye Chuan had intentions, she bit her lip lightly.

"If the Immortal Master desires it, I can offer myself… but only if you take us back to the Western Luo Kingdom."

"Princess?!"

"For my sake… you’ve sacrificed too much already. If this continues, more people will suffer." Ademi shook her head. "As long as I’m not imprisoned as a furnace cauldron, returning to the Western Luo Kingdom is enough."

"I’m good. I’ve been too active lately—not really in the mood." Ye Chuan waved his hand, though he was barely holding back.

His cultivation didn’t encounter bottlenecks—he’d just idle around and break through when the time came. He had no such worries.

As for playing cards with Ademi… though she was beautiful with an exotic charm, Ye Chuan felt it wouldn’t be as fun without some emotional connection. Even something like the master-servant dynamic he had with Lan Xiaoke would be better.

"Keep it for now. I’ll let you know if I ever feel like it." Ye Chuan’s words made Ademi sigh in relief, though her face flushed red with embarrassment.

Watching this, Cang Wu felt a pang of bitterness.

If only he were stronger.

He was powerless, forced to watch the noble princess lower herself in the face of adversity.

"Boom!"

Just as they were about to leave, an abrupt explosion rang out—like fireworks bursting into sparks amidst the snowstorm.

Even through the blizzard, the flare’s color was unmistakably vivid.

"It’s a signal from the Ice Profound Palace. Reinforcements will arrive soon." Cang Wu wasn’t surprised. Since Ye Chuan hadn’t killed all the fleeing disciples, they’d naturally do everything to alert their sect.

"Immortal Master, we must leave now!"

"A signal flare?" Ye Chuan, however, wasn’t in a hurry. "No need. Let them come. I quite like crowds."

"The more, the merrier."

His words left Cang Wu dumbfounded. If not for witnessing Ye Chuan’s methods, he’d have thought him a reckless fool.

But with more powerful enemies on the way… could this man really handle it?

Meanwhile, elsewhere—

On the outskirts of the Jade Dragon Mountain Range, the signal flare had been released. Soon, disciples and elders of the Ice Profound Palace received the message and rushed to the scene.

Noticing that the team leader, Zuo Mu, was missing and that half the disciples were gone, an elder demanded,

"What happened? Why are so many of you missing?!"

"A d-demonic cultivator, Elder! There’s a demonic cultivator inside! He killed Elder Zuo!"

"A demonic cultivator?! Are you certain? Describe him."

"He looked refined, carrying a banner—called it the Human Emperor Banner… but the ghostly aura was thick, and he claimed it was Primordial Violet Qi. He took Cang Wu and the princess with him."

"The Human Emperor Banner? That’s definitely a demonic cultivator! Those banner-wielding heretics always claim to be righteous." The elder immediately crushed a token in his hand.

"We must inform the Holy Son at once!"