Tell Me About Your Sect

Blood Fiend Sect's station.

The cold wind of the Black Rock Wasteland blew past the mountain gate, howling like a crying ghost.

Shen Fei stood behind a windbreak rock five hundred meters away from the Blood Fiend Sect's mountain protection formation.

He wore a black windbreaker that blended into the night.

No breathing.

No heartbeat.

The Heavenly Demon Body turned him into a lifeless stone.

His gaze was locked dead on the formation barrier ahead, which emitted a faint blood-colored glow.

According to the defense blueprints he had seen in the stationed elder's study.

The Blood Fiend Sect's mountain protection formation was an incomplete second-tier formation.

Its power was average, but its perception was extremely sharp.

If a flying bird crashed into it, it would immediately attract the flying swords of the patrolling disciples.

To force his way in meant certain death.

But Shen Fei didn't need to force his way in.

He moved silently toward the southeast along the edge of the formation.

That was where the Blood Fiend Sect's underground spirit veins converged.

It was also the largest and most complex node for the spiritual energy circulation of the entire formation.

The more complex a place was, the easier it was to make mistakes.

Shen Fei stopped at the edge of a cliff in the southeast corner.

He was waiting.

The blueprints clearly marked that because of the natural fluctuations of the spirit vein tides, this node would have a brief blind spot in the formation's perception every forty minutes.

Duration: seven seconds.

Shen Fei closed his eyes.

He silently counted down in his heart.

The only sounds around him were the wind and the occasional chirping of insects.

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

Shen Fei suddenly opened his eyes.

The originally airtight blood-colored light curtain ahead suddenly twisted slightly under the impact of the spiritual energy tide.

The light dimmed.

The blind spot appeared!

Shen Fei did not hesitate at all.

The explosive power of a peak Grandmaster was fully displayed at this moment.

He turned into a black afterimage and charged straight into the twisted light curtain.

He didn't touch a single formation pattern.

Like a slippery loach, he accurately slipped through the half-meter-wide gap.

Five seconds.

Shen Fei landed steadily on the bluestone slabs inside the Blood Fiend Sect.

Behind him, the blood-colored light curtain restored its blinding glow.

The blind spot closed.

Infiltration successful.

Shen Fei didn't pause, immediately dodging into a dense bamboo forest nearby.

Just as he hid himself.

A team of patrolling disciples carrying spiritual energy lanterns walked past on the stone steps not far away.

"The wind is really strong tonight. The formation seemed to shake just now."

"Don't be paranoid. The sect master is in secluded cultivation trying to break through to Core Formation. Not even a fly can get in these days."

The patrolling disciples complained as they walked away.

Shen Fei walked out of the bamboo forest.

He glanced toward the back mountain.

The sect master's secluded cultivation cave was right there.

Shen Fei was like a ghost.

He avoided three waves of open sentries and bypassed two traps hiding murderous intent.

Fifteen minutes later.

He stood in front of the Earth Grade Number One Cave at the back mountain of the Blood Fiend Sect.

This was the most heavily guarded place in the entire sect.

The heavy stone door of the cave was tightly shut.

Outside the door, layers of restriction runes exuding a destructive aura were spread out.

These restrictions, if touched even slightly, would immediately detonate, with enough power to severely injure a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Shen Fei didn't forcefully break the formation.

He crouched behind a giant rock on the outskirts of the cave.

His eyes were fixed on the flowing runes.

He was analyzing.

The top-tier hacker mindset of an Earth conglomerate was still applicable in this cultivation world.

A formation was code.

Runes were programs.

As long as it was a program, there was bound to be a bug.

Shen Fei crouched there for half an hour.

He finally discovered the operating pattern of this set of restrictions.

At midnight, the moment when heaven and earth's yin and yang alternated.

The speed at which the restrictions absorbed surrounding spiritual energy would have a tiny pause.

That was the bug.

Shen Fei took out a restriction-breaking talisman he had looted from a rogue cultivator from his system inventory.

The grade of this item was very low, and normally it couldn't break a restriction of this level at all.

But now, it was enough.

"Midnight."

Shen Fei muttered in his heart.

The moment the moon rose to its highest point.

The rune light outside the cave door suddenly flashed.

Now!

Shen Fei flicked his finger.

The restriction-breaking talisman turned into a stream of light and accurately stuck to the most inconspicuous node at the edge of the restriction light curtain.

"Hiss—"

A faint sound of air leaking.

That impenetrable restriction light curtain unexpectedly split open silently, like a balloon pricked by a needle, creating a gap just wide enough for one person to squeeze through sideways.

No explosion was triggered.

No one was alarmed.

Shen Fei's figure flashed.

He squeezed straight through that gap.

The moment he entered the cave, the gap closed again.

Inside the cave.

The space was very large.

Several night-luminescent pearls emitting soft light were embedded in the walls.

The air was filled with a rich scent of spiritual energy and pills.

On a white jade futon in the center of the cave.

A middle-aged man sat cross-legged.

The seventh-generation sect master of the Blood Fiend Sect, Liu Tianxing.

Peak late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation.

At this moment, his eyes were tightly shut, his brows slightly furrowed.

His entire mind was immersed in the circulation of spiritual energy within his body, putting all his effort into breaking through the bottleneck of the Core Formation stage.

In this state.

A cultivator's perception of the outside world dropped to its lowest point.

Even if someone walked right up to him, as long as they didn't carry obvious killing intent or spiritual energy fluctuations, he would find it hard to notice.

This was when a cultivator was at their most vulnerable.

It was also the most perfect window for a surprise attack.

Shen Fei didn't make a sound.

He walked step by step behind Liu Tianxing.

Distance, two steps.

Shen Fei stopped in his tracks.

He didn't draw any weapons, nor did he circulate his Heavenly Demon spiritual energy to attack.

Because he knew that a dying counterattack from a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator was enough to collapse this cave and draw the attention of the entire sect.

What he wanted was not a corpse.

But an obedient dog.

Shen Fei slowly extended his right hand.

On the pad of his thumb, a faint, eerie blue cold energy was condensing.

A system product, the ultimate hidden weapon enhanced by Heavenly Demon spiritual energy.

Life and Death Talisman.

Shen Fei leaned forward slightly.

He took the paper-thin Life and Death Talisman and accurately.

Stuck it onto Liu Tianxing's defenseless back neck.

"Hiss!"

The moment the Life and Death Talisman touched his skin, it directly turned into a streak of eerie blue light, sliding along his meridians and ruthlessly drilling into Liu Tianxing's body!

"Ah!!!"

Liu Tianxing suddenly opened his eyes.

He was forcibly yanked out of his deep state of meditation.

An indescribable, agonizing pain that seemed to freeze and tear his soul apart, mixed with an itch that pierced deep into his bones.

Instantly erupted from his back neck and swept through his entire body!

"Pfft!"

Forcibly interrupting his breakthrough caused a spiritual energy backlash.

Liu Tianxing spurted out a large mouthful of fresh blood.

He bounced up from the futon, his late-stage Foundation Establishment spiritual energy erupting explosively like a violent hurricane!

"Who?! Get out here!"

Liu Tianxing roared, his eyes bloodshot.

He spun around fiercely.

A top-grade magical artifact longsword radiating a blinding blood-red light had already appeared in his hand.

Then.

He saw the person standing two steps behind him.

A cold-faced young man wearing a black windbreaker.

"Who are you?!"

Liu Tianxing stared dead at Shen Fei.

He sensed the aura of the peak Qi Condensation realm on Shen Fei's body, so thin it was almost laughable.

An ant at the Qi Condensation realm?

How could he possibly sneak into his secluded cultivation cave?!

"Your new master."

Shen Fei looked at the furious Liu Tianxing, his tone so flat there wasn't a single ripple.

"You're courting death!"

Liu Tianxing laughed out of extreme anger.

He forcefully endured the agonizing pain and unbearable itch inside his body that almost drove him mad.

The blood-red longsword in his hand turned into a shocking rainbow, carrying the terrifying pressure of the late Foundation Establishment realm, and slashed directly toward Shen Fei's head!

This sword strike was enough to cleave a small mountain in half.

But Shen Fei did not dodge.

He didn't even bat an eyelid.

"Kneel."

Shen Fei slightly parted his thin lips.

Spitting out a single word.

As soon as his voice fell.

The dormant Life and Death Talisman within Liu Tianxing's body completely erupted in an instant!

"Ah—!!!"

Liu Tianxing let out a shrill, miserable scream.

He felt as if millions of ants were frantically gnawing at his internal organs.

That kind of pain, surpassing the limits of human endurance, instantly destroyed all his reason and the circulation of his spiritual energy.

Clang!

The blood-red longsword slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.

Liu Tianxing's originally imposing body collapsed like a puddle of mud.

With a heavy thud.

He knelt hard in front of Shen Fei.

Both hands gripped his chest deathly tight, tearing his Daoist robe to shreds, his nails scratching bloody marks across his skin.

He rolled frantically on the ground, wailing.

The dignified sect master.

A powerhouse at the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

At this moment, he was worse than a stray dog.

Shen Fei coldly watched Liu Tianxing rolling on the ground.

A full five minutes passed.

Only then did he raise his hand and snap his fingers.

The flare-up of the Life and Death Talisman stopped instantly.

Liu Tianxing was like a fish out of water, paralyzed on the cold stone slabs.

Panting heavily for breath.

His entire body was already soaked in cold sweat and blood.

In his eyes, the anger and killing intent from moments ago were completely gone.

All that remained was extreme terror.

An absolute terror of that torment which was a fate worse than death.

"Now."

Shen Fei walked up to Liu Tianxing.

Looking down at him from above.

"Can we talk properly?"

Liu Tianxing's entire body trembled violently.

He struggled to lift his head, looking at the black-clad youth in front of him who seemed like a demon god.

He finally understood.

The cultivation he was so proud of was absolutely vulnerable before this man's bizarre methods.

"You... what exactly do you want?"

Liu Tianxing's voice was hoarse, carrying a trace of despair.

Shen Fei did not answer.

He walked over to the stone table beside the cave dwelling, pulled up a chair, and sat down.

From his chest, he took out a hand-drawn map of the Blood Fiend Sect's resource distribution, which he had found in the stationed elder's study.

He unfolded it.

And pushed it to the edge of the table.

"Tell me about this sect of yours."

Shen Fei leaned back in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping the tabletop.

"Tell me everything about your assets, without missing a single word."