Low-level evil cultivators are ultimately just executors, not masterminds.
Li Xingtian's words were only meant for those evil cultivators, after all—his position as sect leader was merely temporary. So now, they still had to formulate the future development plan for the [New—Evil Spirit Sect].
After all, progress couldn’t be built on slogans alone.
Inside a cramped, stifling room within the mountain cliffs, the stale stench of blood lingered in the air.
Li Xingtian’s gaze fell upon the chair at the head of the room, crafted from what appeared to be human bones. The main body might have been pieced together from other materials, but the armrests were unmistakably made from skulls.
Yu Jing and Wen Zuo stood naturally on either side, leaving the central seat for Li Xingtian.
After a brief glance, Li Xingtian chose to sit at the very end of the lower seats instead.
He wasn’t a real evil cultivator, nor did he have a taste for bone furniture. Later, he’d have someone bury all these remains and burn some spirit money as compensation.
Yu Jing and Wen Zuo exchanged a glance when they saw Li Xingtian take the lower seat but said nothing. Instead, they remained standing where they were.
Both had just witnessed the demeanor of this newly appointed sect leader.
They hadn’t expected the higher-ups to go all out this time—actually recruiting a top-tier evil cultivator to take the role.
Indeed, rather than faking it, bringing in the real deal made their cover flawless.
Though, if possible, they’d prefer if his methods didn’t involve blood rituals and village massacres like a true evil cultivator.
Wen Zuo was the first to speak, cupping his hands respectfully. "Sect Leader, for our sect to establish its name and expand, gathering forces and instilling fear are necessary steps. However, we must still exercise restraint in our actions, as we ultimately answer to those above us."
Li Xingtian frowned slightly, displeased by the suggestion.
"Restraint is not a word to be used with evil cultivators."
Wen Zuo’s heart chilled. He understood—this statement set the tone for what was to come.
A storm of bloodshed was likely on the horizon.
What was truly terrifying was that these actions would likely be tacitly approved by their superiors. When evil cultivators had no restraints… the result would be hell on earth.
Especially with this sect leader’s recently displayed prowess—he could paint an even more horrifying picture.
Wen Zuo glanced subtly at Yu Jing, hoping he might try to steer things differently. But all he saw was Yu Jing’s usual gentle smile stiffening slightly.
After a moment of thought, Yu Jing carefully chose his words.
"The Sect Leader’s words hold wisdom. Evil cultivators must act like evil cultivators to avoid suspicion. However, those above us still care for appearances. If we go too far, reprimands will be inevitable."
Li Xingtian looked puzzled. "Reprimands? We’re carrying out our duties faithfully—what is there to reprimand? Moreover, what we do is only natural! I’ll say it again—restraint doesn’t apply to evil cultivators. If there are objections, I’ll take them up with my master myself. This isn’t your concern."
Only natural? More like an affront to heaven!
Though inwardly scoffing, Yu Jing quickly nodded. "Since the Sect Leader has a clear vision, we will naturally follow your orders. Our role is merely to assist."
With that, his gaze lifted slightly toward Wen Zuo.
He had said his piece.
Besides, the master who trained such a formidable evil cultivator was likely no saint either.
The true intentions of their superiors were beyond their understanding. Whether willing or not, they were already in too deep to turn back.
Recognizing the unspoken message in Yu Jing’s look, Wen Zuo fell silent briefly before retrieving a map from his spatial ring and unfurling it.
He pointed to a forested area. "This is our current base. To the right lies a village, and further in, a larger town. We can recruit sect members from here—"
"Are there evil cultivators hiding there?" Li Xingtian interrupted.
Wen Zuo blinked. "According to our intelligence, no… Does the Sect Leader have other information?"
Li Xingtian’s frown deepened. "If there are no evil cultivators, why recruit from civilians? Do you want ordinary folk to become evil cultivators?"
Wen Zuo was momentarily lost. Was this top-tier evil cultivator not planning to recruit at all? Did he intend to slaughter entire villages to dye his blood aura darker?
Reading the hesitation in Wen Zuo’s expression, Li Xingtian instantly understood their thoughts.
"We’re here on a mission! Not to actually become evil cultivators!" He stood, his tone stern.
"If we want to make a name for ourselves, we target evil cultivators! News spreads faster and clearer in their circles. If we need recruits, we subdue evil cultivators and take those willing to submit!"
"I’m talking about crushing those evil cultivators—making them understand that this path leads only to death! At the same time, we reduce the risk of common folk being attacked by them!"
"Not committing evil deeds ourselves, sacrificing innocent lives to fulfill our mission. That’s something I won’t do."
"Remember this—we are not evil cultivators!"
Yu Jing’s eyes widened at Li Xingtian’s dead-serious expression, struck by the absurdity of the situation.
Wen Zuo didn’t dare reply. A peak-level blood aura evil cultivator claiming he wasn’t one, while vowing to protect mortals…
Ignoring their silence, Li Xingtian pressed on.
"Are there any notorious evil cultivator groups nearby?"
Wen Zuo snapped back to attention. "Yes… There’s one operating in the vicinity."
"Do we have intel? What’s the highest cultivation level among them?"
"Currently, two at the Golden Core stage. Worst case, there might be a Nascent Soul cultivator as well."
"That’s our target!" Li Xingtian’s gaze swept over them. "Gather our forces. Tomorrow, I’ll lead the assault myself. I’ll try to spare some during the purge."
"You two handle recruitment. Anyone who refuses—don’t waste time trying to ‘enlighten’ them. Dispose of them on the spot!"
"And when managing those evil cultivators—show no mercy!"
"One more thing—minimize collateral damage. Ensure none of our subordinate evil cultivators harm innocent civilians."
"Violators will be executed immediately!"
Wen Zuo and Yu Jing exchanged another glance, this time responding swiftly and in unison:
"Yes, Sect Leader!"
The next day.
Wen Zuo and Yu Jing stood high above, their forces of evil cultivators spread out to intercept fleeing enemies.
Their eyes were fixed on the valley below, where a towering blood aura surged, its crimson power shifting mountains and seas with terrifying force.
Wen Zuo suddenly spoke.
"The Sect Leader’s words yesterday match his actions today. Yu Jing… what do you make of him? Do you think he’s really not an evil cultivator?"
Yu Jing sighed.
"Just because his spiritual energy is a bit red… doesn’t necessarily mean he is one."
Yu Jing's words were abruptly cut short as a ghastly greatsword, wreathed in endless bloodlust, cleaved straight into the valley.
A terrifying, destructive aura of carnage surged violently in all directions. Plants touched by its baleful energy withered instantly, their vitality drained, leaving behind only desiccated husks of trees and grass.
Wen Zuo's vacant gaze drifted over once more.
After a long silence, Yu Jing spoke again, "Perhaps... the Sect Leader of the Evil Spirit Sect simply thought this sword looked cooler..."
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e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
