Archbishop Black Crow said he would rush over as fast as possible, but the wait was anything but short. It was unclear just how far away he was coming from.
Bai Xuanling found a spot to sit leisurely, watching Chu Xingchen periodically put on the act of an utterly evil old demon, exchanging insights with what might have been a puppet controlled by Archbishop Black Crow.
Chu Xingchen would occasionally let out a sinister "hehehe" cackle, then start rambling nonsense about how he once dominated the world, killing anyone he wanted, refining anyone he pleased.
Bai Xuanling listened for a while as Chu Xingchen spun tales of slaughtering two entire cities, devouring human hearts raw, delighting in eating children not yet a year old, and taking pleasure in giving people hope only to immediately crush it with despair—a super-villain of the highest order.
He was the kind of monster who, even if skinned alive and boiled for consumption, would still count as dying mercifully. His evil was so thorough and his tastes so grotesque that even heretic cultivators found him disturbing.
Archbishop Black Crow listened for a good while, offering flattery here and there, but a hint of wary vigilance crept into his eyes.
Clearly, as long as you were twisted enough, even heretic cultivators would wince in disgust.
Perhaps Chu Xingchen got carried away by the conversation, as his words grew increasingly arrogant.
Archbishop Black Crow went from blindly believing to—"Huh? Could that really be true?"
But whenever the archbishop voiced a doubtful question, Chu Xingchen would simply raise his hand and release a surge of pure blood energy, resetting the archbishop’s trust back to "If I can't trust you, who can I trust?"
"Listen here, little brother," Chu Xingchen said, letting wisps of pure blood energy drift from his fingers, entrancing the archbishop with each flicker. "Your elder brother isn't refusing to teach you. If you want to be a true heretic cultivator, you have to be pure in heart! If your heart isn't pure enough, how could you ever cultivate blood energy this pure?"
Archbishop Black Crow nodded repeatedly, not even bothering to ask how the former Xu Si had been silenced by the Xuanqing Heavenly Sect.
Whatever had happened back then didn’t matter now. What mattered was that the utterly pure blood energy before him was a true treasure!
Only a purely evil person could cultivate blood energy this pure, indeed.
Archbishop Black Crow nodded again and again, then bowed respectfully with clasped hands:
"Senior, your junior has arrived in person."
Chu Xingchen nodded calmly, his gaze naturally shifting to the west.
Dozens of multicolored beams of light streaked through the sky, each carrying a distinct aura.
The leader wore a cyan magical robe, enchanted to block spiritual detection.
The others also wore robes specially prepared to conceal their presence, their faces hidden.
However, though these robes blocked spiritual detection, they couldn’t hide them from the system’s probing.
Chu Xingchen’s eyes settled on the leader.
[Target: Zhao Xuan]
[Cultivation: Late-stage He Ti]
[Purple Trait: Blood Sea Within]
[Purple Trait: Heart Full of Doubts]
[Blue Trait: No Burden on Mind]
[Blue Trait: Utterly Composed]
[Black Trait: Tainted Spiritual Root]
Chu Xingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, remaining silent as he waited for the other party to speak.
Zhao Xuan stepped forward with an arrogant air, indicating the others behind him—each exuding at least mid-stage He Ti level cultivation—and began introductions:
"This is the Left Envoy of the Evil Spirit Sect—Wu Zhong, He Ti Perfection."
"This is the Enforcement Chief of the Evil Spirit Sect—You Lei, late-stage He Ti."
Zhao Xuan gestured around, listing everyone’s titles and cultivation levels within the Evil Spirit Sect.
Chu Xingchen’s expression remained unchanged as he watched Zhao Xuan boast about a group of weak He Ti cultivators, their auras unstable and their cultivation deficient.
He noted their real names too: Wang Zhao, Li Laifu, Xu Bufeng, Zhao Youmei.
Zhao Xuan deliberately saved one particular cultivator—a Da Cheng realm expert—for last. His tone grew more serious, showing due respect:
"This is the Deputy Sect Master of the Evil Spirit Sect—Ling E, early-stage Da Cheng."
Chu Xingchen looked at the short figure beneath the black robe, who bowed respectfully. Chu Xingchen nodded with some satisfaction.
What a fitting alias, "Evil Spirit."
The system tags clearly displayed the [Demon Clan] trait.
A demon from an outer realm had actually become Deputy Sect Master of the Evil Spirit Sect, and even reached the Da Cheng realm.
This was not on the level of Heavenly Demons.
It seemed likely that most, if not half, of the so-called Evil Spirit Sect had already fallen under demon control.
If he wiped out the Evil Spirit Sect in one fell swoop, it would be like cutting off a hand of the demon forces.
Sixteen He Ti cultivators, one Da Cheng cultivator.
Apart from the top-tier Du Jie-level sects in the Central Continent, that lineup could pretty much bulldoze everything in its path.
Heretic cultivators advanced quickly in cultivation but often hit bottlenecks at higher levels.
For heretic cultivators to deploy such high-level combatants was indeed a rare show of strength.
Zhao Xuan was clearly proud of the lineup he had assembled. He stood tall again, clasping his hands:
"I am the Sect Master of the Evil Spirit Sect—Black Crow, He Ti Perfection!"
Chu Xingchen had suspected that Archbishop Black Crow wouldn’t come alone; he’d likely come with layers of backup. But he hadn’t expected Zhao Xuan to bring the entire high-end strength of the Evil Spirit Sect.
Even a Da Cheng deputy sect master was here.
If an average Da Cheng heretic cultivator had tried to pull a double-cross, they’d definitely find it impossible to stomach such a bite.
"Just to be safe, I brought all my trump cards," the name "Black Crow the Runner" certainly lived up to its reputation—he refused to take even the slightest unnecessary risk.
But what a good move! Now he could recognize them all at a glance.
Unfortunately, he hadn’t posted extra spies this time to avoid alarming the enemy, so it would be difficult to keep them under surveillance after today’s meeting.
Still, knowing them all was enough for now.
Chu Xingchen looked at Zhao Xuan, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth:
"So, you’re the real deal—Sect Master Zhao, Archbishop Black Crow himself?"
Zhao Xuan paused for a moment, then flicked his hand. A wisp of blood energy floated out, identical to the blood energy contained in the Black Crow Token.
That was the irrefutable proof.
Chu Xingchen nodded in even greater satisfaction.
He had since looked into the information about the Eight Directions Valley.
It was unexpected that Zhao Xuan, the Valley Master who had a spotless reputation in the Eight Directions Valley, was secretly the sect master of the Evil Spirit Sect.
Quite surprising. It turned out the former deputy envoy hadn’t been using multiple lines of contact but a simple single line instead.
He never thought that the notoriously cautious Archbishop Black Crow would run such a ramshackle operation. Chu Xingchen had wasted considerable effort on that uncertainty.
But it didn’t matter—as long as the outcome was good.
Seeing this lineup, Chu Xingchen gave a slight bow, his body churning with pure blood energy:
"I am the Blood Massacre True Lord, Xu Si, at the late-stage Da Cheng realm!"
As he spoke, a wave of pure blood pressure erupted.
Trees withered, birds shrieked, and beasts howled.
The sounds of fleeing creatures surrounded them from every direction.
Zhao Xuan’s heart raced with desire—this was unmistakably a Da Cheng realm elder seeking the glimmer of a breakthrough to the Du Jie realm, willing to risk everything for that sliver of a chance.
Only such an opportunity would drive a long-silent blood cultivator to resurface.
All his suspicions were now confirmed! This deal was on!
Chu Xingchen said no more, sweeping his gaze across the crowd:
"All of you should know what I want. I seek only this one sliver of fate. When this matter is accomplished, I will give you whatever I have, and any opportunity to reach the Du Jie realm will be fully shared with you all."
"This Sovereign is willing to act as a vanguard and test whether this method will succeed or fail on your behalf."
Zhao Xuan clasped his hands and asked, "Now that things have come to this, may I ask what the senior needs to do?"
Chu Xingchen waved his hand grandly and sneered,
"Refining a nation!"
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