Chapter 69

"Who’s there!"

Kui Gang and Ling Dushan almost simultaneously leaped into the air, sensing their surroundings. Someone was silently spying on them, but they couldn’t detect who it was.

A formidable pressure enveloped the heavens and earth, and both of them showed expressions of shock. This was something only an Ancestor-level expert at least fifty levels or higher could do. Since they had come here and still detected nothing, it was likely someone above the sixtieth level.

Kui Gang and Ling Dushan looked at each other in bewilderment. Why would an Ancestor-level expert come to snatch this thing from them?

"Senior, if you need this black wood essence, you can take it. But the Fire Departure Sect is not an unknown sect; we must be given an explanation."

Kui Gang had his pride. Although the other party was an Ancestor-level expert, the Fire Departure Sect also had its Ancestors.

"Hehe, little brat, very well. I won’t take your things for free. When you practice the Fire Departure Sword, do you feel the urge to go astray during the full moon when yin energy is strong?"

Ling Dushan looked at Kui Gang, whose face changed dramatically. This was a secret of the Fire Departure Sect known only to those at the Elder level and above. During the full moon when yin energy was strong, the Fire Departure Sect would close the mountain, claiming it was for a memorial.

Although Ling Dushan didn’t know what they were talking about, only Ancestors could use this secret transmission technique. Seeing Kui Gang’s expression, it was clear something major had happened.

"Do you want to know the solution?"

Kui Gang trembled at the words and immediately clasped his hands. "Senior, if you have a solution, I’ll give you this black wood essence without hesitation, and even my life if needed!"

Laughter echoed through the air. "What use do I have for your life? Listen carefully."

These words were not transmitted secretly, but the content that followed was inaudible. Ling Dushan knew it must be a secret and felt extremely anxious, but he didn’t dare move.

Kui Gang kept nodding, and eventually, his face turned red with joy, unable to control his emotions.

Then, as an Elder, Kui Gang knelt on the ground and bowed three times toward the void. "Senior, your great kindness will never be forgotten by the Fire Departure Sect. Please leave your name. For any request, the Fire Departure Sect will go through fire and water."

Ling Dushan’s eyes nearly popped out. Was this the arrogant Kui Gang who thought he was the best in the world?

Laughter echoed from the void. "Go."

Kui Gang remained kneeling. "Senior, please leave your name. If I return like this, the Sect Leader will not spare me."

A sigh came from the air. "Mo Shan."

"Thank you, Senior!"

Kui Gang bowed three more times. Cultivators bowed to heaven, earth, and their master, and this was a sign of receiving great favor.

Kui Gang didn’t even glance at the black wood essence and left immediately.

Ling Dushan was left behind, unsure whether to go or stay.

"Boy, are you considered a demon cultivator in your Evil Spirit Hall? How do you practice this sword technique? Is it evil or demonic?"

Ling Dushan gritted his teeth. "Senior, you can kill me, but you cannot insult the Evil Spirit Hall!"

"Insult? Hehe, what is a demon cultivator?"

What is a demon cultivator?

Ling Dushan was truly frightened by the other party’s tone, especially after Kui Gang’s reaction.

"Evil cultivators defy heaven. The Evil Spirit Hall is the second-largest evil sect, second only to the Overlord Paradise!"

Laughter echoed from the air. "When did evil cultivators start forming sects? The world has truly changed. Very well, since we share the same origin, I will teach you a technique!"

Ling Dushan saw his sword fly up, knowing the other party was controlling it. This kind of telekinesis was not difficult, but he was curious to see what the other party would do.

As the sword danced, Ling Dushan’s face turned red. Oh my god, how is this possible!

Was this the Evil Spirit Sword he had just used?

The moves didn’t change much, but the sword intent was completely different. It was truly the intent of defiance.

This pure intent of defiance was something even the Ancestors in his clan couldn’t achieve. Was the other party not an Ancestor???

"Could you be the legendary... Ancestor?"

Ling Dushan became excited, feeling a bit at a loss. In the history of evil cultivators, a great figure once appeared, a god among evil cultivators. Because of him, no one dared to look down on evil cultivators. He left behind legends that no one could surpass. The founder of the Evil Spirit Sect was merely...

There was no response from the air for a long time, and Ling Dushan had already knelt down.

"Go, take this sword technique back. Remember, evil is defiance, not demonic. You don’t need to learn from anyone."

The voice was firm and decisive.

Ling Dushan hesitated, then gritted his teeth. "Senior... your disciple takes his leave."

Ling Dushan kept looking back, remembering the name Mo Shan. Only the Sect Leader knew this name.

Could it be him?

Ling Dushan started to speed up. He had to inform the sect as soon as possible. If it was really him, oh my god, the world would belong to evil cultivators!

Wang Meng smiled bitterly. He had fooled around a bit, but he still couldn’t let go of his feelings toward evil cultivators. After confirming no one was around, he leisurely put the poor black wood essence into his bag.

Although he felt a bit touched, he had gained something.

When he returned to the tent, Zhao Lingxuan was almost frantic. She immediately pounced on Wang Meng.

"You scared me to death, you scared me to death!"

"What happened?" Wang Meng was confused.

Su Ming shrugged helplessly. "Boss, it’s not my fault. Little Xuan started getting angry as soon as she opened her eyes and didn’t see you. You don’t know..."

"Su Ming, do you still want to stay in the Holy Hall?"

Miss Zhao was furious, trying to maintain her ladylike image in front of Wang Meng.

Su Ming scratched his head. "I won’t say anything, I know nothing."

Wang Meng patted Zhao Lingxuan’s head. "Little girl, it’s fine. I just went out to see if I could find something useful. Look."

Wang Meng took out the thousand-year-old black wood essence, and both of them widened their eyes.

"This... how is this possible!"

"Boss, am I seeing things?"

"I saw it lying there all alone and thought I’d try my luck. I don’t like to waste things..."

"Big Brother Wang, you’re so amazing!"

Zhao Lingxuan immediately hugged Wang Meng, jumping with joy.

The thousand-year-old black wood essence wasn’t much to Miss Zhao, who was a treasure of the Zhao family and could do as she pleased in the Holy Hall. But this was the first time she had achieved something through her own effort, and it had a different meaning.

"Alright, stop shaking me, I’m getting dizzy!"

"Right, right, don’t show off our wealth. Let’s go back quickly."

This unexpected event had actually advanced Zhao Lingxuan by one level. At nineteen levels of essence energy and under thirteen years old, she was the pride of the Holy Hall.

Speaking of going back, Zhao Lingxuan’s expression suddenly darkened. "I have to go home. This time, I... snuck out."

Wang Meng and Su Ming smiled understandingly. "We’ll see you off. Don’t run around alone in the future; it’s too dangerous."

"Right, right!" Su Ming nodded.

"When will you return to the Holy Hall?"

Unconsciously, their relationship had progressed to a more intimate level.

"After I finish my business."

Wang Meng and Su Ming escorted Zhao Lingxuan to the Holy Hall’s territory and then returned to Tongming City. The round trip took another day.

But as soon as they entered the city, they smelled a heavy scent of blood.

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