"Heh, heh, thank you, Sect Master! Ling Xiao will definitely spare no effort in the future to help our Demon Sect prosper!" Ling Xiao bowed respectfully. When he raised his head again, his expression had turned somewhat grave.
"Sect Master,there is one more matter I wish to report to you."
Gulp. "Who else did you kill?!" The relaxation that had just returned to Wan Rendí's face instantly vanished, replaced by tension. The seriousness on Ling Xiao's face made his heart and liver tremble.
"Ahem..." Ling Xiao glanced at the various elders still in the hall, his expression seeming hesitant.
"You may all leave."
"Great Elder,please stay!" Ling Xiao called out, stopping Yu Wenba who was about to leave.
"Hmm?" The latter was startled, a shadow of displeasure crossing his brow.
Yes, Qin Feng shouldn't have targeted Ling Xiao. Dying on the battle stage was nothing to complain about.
But Ling Xiao's actions that day had truly slapped him,a Divine Emperor, in the face.
This made Yu Wenba fume.
And now this scoundrel actually dares to tell me to stay?
Is he not afraid I'll raise my hand and slap him to death?
After all the other elders had withdrawn from the hall, Wan Rendí waved his hand. Surging demonic light instantly swirled, completely enveloping the entire great hall.
"Xiao'er,you can speak now." A trace of wariness always lingered between Wan Rendí's brows.
Given Ling Xiao's temperament,anything that could make him look so solemn must be a major affair. Just how major, Wan Rendí couldn't quite grasp.
"Sect Master, Great Elder, you must have heard about the events on Sunset Mountain by now?" Ling Xiao nodded with a smile.
He suspected there were spies from other forces within the Demon Sect.
This was unavoidable for anyone.
Even the Ling Clan,whose core experts were all clansmen – who knew if there were any turncoats or traitors among them?
Take the Si Family,for example. Every prominent family in Hantian City knew they were the loyal dogs of the Ling Clan.
But in the end?
When a tree grows too large, parts of it will eventually rot.
The same was true for powers.
An eternal law.
Of course, there were three people in the Myriad Daos Demon Sect who definitely couldn't be spies for another sect.
One was Sect Master Wan Rendí,another was Great Elder Yu Wenba – after all, these two held the complete power of this supreme orthodoxy.
In the Eastern Territories,they were already at the peak.
Did they have desires in their hearts?
Yes,but not just anyone could satisfy them.
At the very least,the Cloud Millet Immortal Sect and the Qin Clan couldn't.
As for the remaining person...it was, of course, Ling Xiao himself!
"Are you referring to you blocking that attack for the Qin Clan young master?" Yu Wenba sneered, his aged eyes filled with mockery.
But in the next instant,his expression suddenly froze.
Wait, that's not right. This little bastard Ling Xiao even killed his own senior brother. How could he possibly be kind-hearted enough to block an attack for a Qin Clan young master?
"Could it be that this matter..."
A overwhelming aura suddenly erupted from Yu Wenba, nearly flipping the entire demonic hall on its head.
"Heh,heh, Great Elder, be a bit bolder. Remove the 'could it be'. It is exactly what you are thinking." Ling Xiao smiled faintly, a sinister look appearing on his face.
"It really was you?!" Yu Wenba's old face trembled. He seemed to age momentarily.
The Cloud Millet Immortal Sect was the mortal enemy of the Myriad Daos Demon Sect.
Wan Rendí and Yu Wenba naturally hated them to the bone.
Especially because,ten years ago, the previous young master of the Myriad Daos Demon Sect had died by the sword of the Cloud Millet Immortal Sect's Holy Son.
But since it was a dispute among disciples of the same generation,dying could only be blamed on lack of strength.
Yet,this resentment had been suppressed deep in the hearts of Wan Rendí and Yu Wenba.
But...
Scheming against two supreme orthodoxies? What kind of courage... what kind of boldness was that?
Forget Ling Xiao,who was merely at the Breakthrough Realm; even Wan Rendí and Yu Wenba asked themselves if they would have the guts for such a thing.
If the plot were exposed,a foundation built over centuries could be destroyed in an instant.
Wan Rendí remained silent, his fingers lightly tapping the golden chair beneath him. A cold, terrifying aura quietly spread around him.
He was hesitating.Should he give Ling Xiao a chance to continue, or use his killing of Zhuge Liuyun as a pretext to expel him from the Myriad Daos Demon Sect?
Plotting against two great orthodoxies,if not handled carefully, would be a crime for the ages.
The risk was so great that Wan Rendí,given his current reputation and status, couldn't help but hesitate and struggle, even entertaining thoughts of offending the Ling Clan.
This was a muddy waters,so murky they could instantly change the entire situation in the Eastern Territories.
There were only a handful of supreme orthodoxies in the Eastern Territories.
If the Qin Clan and the Cloud Millet Immortal Sect started a war,the number of forces involved would certainly not be less than ten.
At that time,the Eastern Territories would be bathed in blood and suffering.
But for the Myriad Daos Demon Sect,this was also an opportunity.
A chance to eliminate a mortal enemy and expand their territory and influence in one fell swoop.
While there was no imperial dynasty ruling over the Eastern Territories,every sect still needed vassal forces to pay tribute.
Squeezing them layer by layer,dividing them step by step.
Otherwise,where did you think the resources for those sect disciples' daily cultivation came from?
Did the great wind blow them in?
If Cloud Millet fell,the cities and ancient sects under its control would be carved up by other powers.
And the Myriad Daos Demon Sect,as their mortal enemy, if they could seize the initiative in this chaos...
This was a critical choice, one that even concerned the future of the Myriad Daos Demon Sect.
Of course, Ling Xiao was naturally well aware of Wan Rendí's concerns.
Or rather,anyone else in this situation would hesitate.
Ahead lay an abyss,but also a potential path to the heavens, with a cold mist obscuring the way.
Once this step was taken,there would be absolutely no room for regret.
"How confident are you that the Qin Clan and the Cloud Millet Immortal Sect will fall into your trap?" If it were anyone else, or the Ling Xiao of before, Wan Rendí wouldn't dare harbor the slightest expectation.
But now...he suddenly felt a strong urge to try.
If it succeeded,it would be an achievement for the ages, a holy deed that would bring glory to the sect!
Two Dao Principles. Breaking through from the Soul Sea to the Breakthrough Realm in a month.
Most importantly,it was said that Nian Qingyun, the Divine Maiden of the Ethereal Dao Palace who cultivated the Path of No Emotion, was now openly seen with Ling Xiao, flirting and bantering.
If this kid didn't have some tricks up his sleeve,how could he possibly achieve all this?
"About seventy percent." Ling Xiao frowned, then suddenly grinned.
Actually,seventy percent was him being modest.
But since it involved Die Ying's illusion arts,it was better to be slightly low-key.
Wan Rendí's earlier hesitation had already said it all.
In this world,what true trust and support existed? It was all just a choice made after weighing gains and losses.
Of course,if an ordinary Son of Destiny wanted to destroy a supreme orthodoxy, it would probably take at least a thousand chapters.
Secret realm trials, constant fortunes, being chased and crushed in the early stages, forced to leave this land, only returning to show off once his cultivation surpassed everyone else's.
Too long. The setup is too long.
Who is Ling Xiao?
I'm a villain. Do I need to do everything myself?
I just need to fan the flames and light the fire from the sidelines. Naturally, someone will step in to solve everything for me!
"Seventy percent?!" Even so, looks of shock surged onto the faces of Wan Rendí and Yu Wenba.
Seventy percent!
This...might be worth a try.
"Tell us your plan." Wan Rendí suddenly relaxed, half-reclining in his golden chair, a gentle smile also appearing on his face.
Seeing this, a trace of mockery instantly flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.
It seems... the heart of this Demon Sect Master has been stirred.