Chapter 2

"Everyone! Is there some misunderstanding here? Don't let the people of the demonic path deceive you and throw your formation into chaos!"

Ye Qianchan's face turned cold, her eyes fixed intently on Yue Qiuci.

Their eyes met, and a cold light flashed in both women's eyes.

"An misunderstanding? Chu Yang just parted ways with this demoness, filled with affection, and everyone here saw it with their own eyes! What misunderstanding could there be?!"

The crowd's faces were filled with anger, wishing they could act now and slay the Xuanjian Sect disciples on the spot.

"It can't be... How could Brother Chu Yang..."

Ye Qianchan's heart trembled, sensing that something was amiss about today's events.

Given her understanding of Chu Yang, he would never conspire with the demoness for no reason.

Moreover, when everyone came here to seek treasure, Chu Yang was worried about Ye Qianchan's safety and entered the ancient forest alone.

How could such a gentle Brother Chu Yang betray the Xuanjian Sect?!

"Buzz!"

Before Ye Qianchan could think more, Yue Qiuci suddenly stepped forward and charged at her.

A vast demonic aura descended from the sky. With Yue Qiuci's Xuan Qing realm, even a single glance was more than Ye Qianchan could withstand.

Thus, the moment the pressure fell, Ye Qianchan staggered back, spitting out blood, nearly collapsing.

"Run!"

Seeing this, the crowd's faces showed obvious surprise, seemingly not expecting Yue Qiuci to attack Ye Qianchan.

But, what does it matter to me!

Only by escaping this place could they pin the blame of the Xuanjian Sect's collusion with the demoness on the Xuanjian Sect.

This way, not only would Chu Yang die, but this sword sect, which had been passed down for thousands of years, would also be completely destroyed.

"Buzz!"

However!

Just as everyone turned to flee, layers of demonic patterns appeared in the air, blocking their escape routes.

The hatred on the faces of the young geniuses immediately froze.

"Damn!!!"

Wails of pain immediately echoed throughout the ancient forest, and a look of despair appeared in Ye Qianchan's eyes.

"The hypocrites of the righteous path should all die."

Yue Qiuci stood in the air, her delicate hands slamming down.

A demonic light seal descended from the sky, covering thousands of miles, pressing down on everyone.

At this moment, the heavens were silent, and all the young geniuses of the sects fell to the ground in terror, their bodies limp, without the slightest courage to resist.

But, at this moment, a look of fear suddenly flashed across Yue Qiuci's face.

She could feel a vast force descending from the sky, suppressing her soul, and even her physical body was unable to move!

Cold sweat trickled down her hair, a level of pressure that should not belong to anyone in the Northern Wasteland!

Before Yue Qiuci could react, the air in front of her suddenly rippled.

Then, a gentle and ethereal face appeared, a hand reaching out and directly inserting into her... Danhai.

"Thud!"

Even with Yue Qiuci's strength, she had no resistance at this moment.

She could only watch helplessly as the young man stripped away her cultivation and easily captured her.

"Hmm?"

The originally despairing young geniuses of the sects were now completely stunned.

They looked up blankly at the black-robed figure standing in the sky, feeling an overwhelming shock.

Yue Qiuci!!

The strongest of the Northern Wasteland, even the most elite of the Four Wastelands, the demoness, was actually shattered... in her Danhai by someone's hand?

Until!!

Ling Xiao turned around, looking down at the crowd below, a dazzling light radiating behind him.

Surrounded by immortal mist, the sound of the Dao resounding, he seemed like a celestial immortal descending from the heavens. Even Ye Qianchan widened her eyes, a look of admiration on her face.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao's face broke into a gentle smile, and he casually threw Yue Qiuci to the ground, stepping forward.

Beneath his feet, layers of golden lotuses appeared, radiating auspiciousness for thousands of miles, transcending the mundane.

A demoness from a lower realm, though at a higher realm, was nothing before Ling Xiao.

After the system awakened, Ling Xiao not only obtained a soul crystal for ascending to immortality but also an unparalleled demonic armor, fused into his skin, which was far beyond what Xuan Qing realm cultivators could resist.

Indeed, his cultivation was only at the Soul Sea realm, but in the Four Wastelands, it was enough to act without restraint.

Moreover, he was the young master of the Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect, practicing the Ten Thousand Dao Demon Technique, the most elite cultivation method in the Holy State.

Furthermore, Ling Xiao harbored a tremendous secret.

His physical body was a true forbidden constitution!

The True Body of the Heavenly Demon, rejected by the nine heavens!

Initially, the Ling Clan sent him to the Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect to conceal his demonic aura.

Even more so!!

To hide this demonic body, his mother even dug out the Danhai of his half-brother.

Yes, this setting is quite villainous.

"You... are safe."

Ling Xiao descended from the sky, standing among the young geniuses of the sects, his face always wearing a warm smile.

"Is this... an immortal?"

"Unparalleled young master!!"

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and kneel and kowtow to the young master!"

Even more so!!

Some of the sect's proud daughters trembled, their eyes instantly welling up with... tears.

This experience of surviving a crisis was truly irresistible, leaving them only to wait for the young master to... save them!

"Exterminating demons and protecting the righteous path is the duty of cultivators like us. There's no need for such formalities."

Ling Xiao waved his hand, his expression calm.

As a villain, to survive in a world dominated by the fated ones, one must learn to pretend.

As long as he pretends to be righteous, the fated ones, with their saintly hearts, would have no reason to act against him.

Ling Xiao only needed to lay out his plans in secret to easily harvest them.

The system had already hinted that the fated ones possess destiny, protected by the Heavenly Dao.

To slay them, one must find a way to steal their destiny and forge one's own.

Experience from his previous life told Ling Xiao that as long as he could act, no one could tell who was good and who was bad.

"Young master is... righteous."

"Thank you, young master, for saving our lives. I have nothing to repay you, but I will return to my sect and ask my master to offer the sect's treasure to you."

"Young master, I am willing to offer myself to repay your great kindness!"

"Go to... hell, with your ugly face, how can you match young master! I suspect you are insulting young master, cut her!!"

The crowd was in an uproar, countless proud daughters blushing and glaring at each other, clearly stunned by Ling Xiao's divine appearance.

"Enough! Everyone, the Xuanjian Sect's collusion with the demonic path is a serious matter. We must report it to our sects as soon as possible."

At this moment, a young man in a golden robe, with thick eyebrows and a stern gaze, coldly shouted, stepping forward and bowing to Ling Xiao, "I hope the young master will uphold justice for the Northern Wasteland sects."

With his discerning eyes, he could easily see that Ling Xiao's identity was far from simple.

Although the demoness was crippled, the demonic path had many strong cultivators.

If they were to return, the Northern Wasteland would truly fall into chaos.