The Attitude of the Nectarist

Watching Su Tong's departing back, Hui Tian also smiled.

Then she busied herself with work.

Su Tong was right that in this Luofeng City, the two most powerful forces were the Evil Spirit Sect and the Dan Xin Sect.

The Dan Xin Sect earned money by selling pills.

Therefore, unless another power in Luofeng City was just as strong as the Dan Xin Sect, no one else could sell pills here.

The Pill Seeking Hall was able to survive and avoid being suppressed by the Dan Xin Sect because it had backing, or because its presence here benefited the Dan Xin Sect more than harmed it.

That's why the Dan Xin Sect allowed the Pill Seeking Hall to exist.

After leaving the Pill Seeking Hall, Su Tong headed straight for the Evil Spirit Sect.

Since the sect leader and junior sect leader were both dead, there was no need for the Evil Spirit Sect to continue existing.

The Evil Spirit Sect was one of the top powers in Luofeng City.

So Su Tong only had to ask around before learning the location of the Evil Spirit Sect.

Before long, Su Tong arrived at the Evil Spirit Sect's sect gate.

"They haven't all fled?"

Su Tong now looked at the Evil Spirit Sect in front of him.

Despite the sect leader's death, it had not scattered like birds and beasts.

"Elder, Elder..."

Just then, a loud shout came from within the Evil Spirit Sect.

"What's the matter?"

Then another voice rang out.

"Su... Su Tong is here!"

At this time, the previous voice spoke again.

"What? Prepare...open the sect gate to welcome him!"

That elder was clearly also shocked.

But in a moment, what he said made Su Tong feel strange.

What was going on?

He had killed the Evil Spirit Sect's sect leader and junior sect leader, yet the Evil Spirit Sect was going to open the gate to welcome him?

Sure enough, soon the gate opened.

Then several old men walked out, clearly the elders of the Evil Spirit Sect.

At this time, those elders' faces were very apprehensive, but they still bowed to Su Tong.

"This must be Young Friend Su Tong!"

The leading elder also greeted Su Tong.

"Hehe, precisely!"

Su Tong didn't know what this old guy was plotting.

But since he was greeting him politely, Su Tong also spoke.

Su Tong was not afraid that these people would have anything harmful to him.

"Young Friend Su Tong, please come inside to talk!"

The elder said, stepping aside to let Su Tong enter.

Su Tong hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Although there might be traps inside, Su Tong was not worried at all.

After all, he was quite confident in his own strength.

Then Su Tong followed those elders into the Evil Spirit Sect.

The interior didn't look as luxurious as Su Tong had imagined.

Although the sect gate was many times larger than the Crimson Rainbow Sect's, it looked rather depleted.

What surprised Su Tong the most was that there were no traps in the sect gate.

He was allowed to directly enter the reception hall.

"Young Friend Su Tong, please have some tea!"

The elder said to Su Tong.

Su Tong nodded, but did not drink. Instead, he spoke, "Elder, why are you doing this?"

"Actually... Young Friend Su Tong must also see that the situation in the Evil Spirit Sect is not very optimistic!"

The elder sighed, then continued speaking.

Su Tong nodded slightly.

The state of the Evil Spirit Sect was indeed not very good.

"In recent years, Cheng Ding's strength has stagnated. He spent a lot of resources buying pills, incurring great expense."

The elder went on, "That's nothing. Cheng Ding doted on his son Cheng Ling, not only forcibly raising his strength by purchasing pills, but also preparing many powerful demon beasts for him."

"Cheng Ling couldn't even control those demon beasts, yet Cheng Ding was unwilling to take them out for the stronger disciples to try."

"What angered people the most was Cheng Ling's mediocre strength, yet he liked causing trouble outside, offending many major powers, and could only appease them with money, which naturally came from the Hidden Spirit Pellets of the Evil Spirit Sect!"

The elder explained to Su Tong.

Su Tong nodded. As sect leader, Cheng Ding had only cared about himself and his son Cheng Ling.

So the Evil Spirit Sect had long been resentful but dared not speak up.

"So by killing Cheng Ding, I removed a harm for the Evil Spirit Sect?"

Su Tong now understood what these elders meant.

"Hehe, I guess so. The Evil Spirit Sect was indeed powerful under the previous sect leader, and became a top power in Luofeng City at that time. But under Cheng Ding, it was nearly ruined."

The elder chuckled, answering Su Tong's question.

Su Tong nodded. Then he asked, "So you don't plan to avenge Cheng Ding?"

"If it was someone else, even if we felt relieved inside, we would still have to publicly vow vengeance. But... Young Friend Su Tong's strength is astounding. If we wanted revenge, I'm afraid it wouldn't end well?"

The elder had a point.

After all, they knew Su Tong's strength.

If they tried to deal with Su Tong, they would have no chance at all, so they could only take this approach.

"Hehe, I see!"

Su Tong nodded.

This was somewhat like the style of a major sect.

When a sect leader died, the other members didn't necessarily have any affection for him.

So there was no need to drag the entire sect down as well.

"So, Young Friend Su Tong, please spare the Evil Spirit Sect!"

The elder now stood up and bowed to Su Tong.

Su Tong nodded. "I wonder what level were the demon beasts that Cheng Ding bought for Cheng Ling?"

Instead of directly answering the elder, Su Tong asked.

"They were two 9th grade Spirit Virtual Realm demon beasts!"

The elder now understood the implication of Su Tong's words.

He quickly answered.

"Oh? Were they intact?"

If they were the same as what Cheng Ding and the others had used, there would be no interest.

But if different, they might still be useful.

"Yes, intact!"

The elder nodded.

Then he steeled himself and said to the other elder beside him, "Go, bring the demon beasts the sect leader left behind for Young Friend Su Tong to take a look!"

"This..."

The other elder hesitated, but looked at Su Tong and nodded, "Yes!"

Then he left.

Su Tong nodded slightly, waiting for that person to bring the demon beasts.

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