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The day had come when the family of Yu Feng was annihilated, leaving him to flee back in a state of panic. His face was pale, as if he had lost his soul from fright, and his words were jumbled, though there was one thing he articulated clearly.
"Elder Chang, there are evil cultivators trying to kill us. Elder Chang, please help me!"
He clutched Elder Chang's arm, his excitement palpable, as if he had grasped the last straw of hope. Elder Chang quickly reassured him, stating that if there were indeed evil cultivators, the Xie Yao Sect would certainly take action.
After several rounds of comfort and assurance, Yu Feng finally managed to calm down somewhat. When Elder Chang stepped outside, Qi Xiao immediately bowed to him. Elder Chang nodded in acknowledgment and continued his conversation outside.
Returning to the courtyard, Elder Chang asked, "You saw how he acted just now. What are your thoughts on this matter?"
Qi Xiao frowned slightly.
That morning, Yu Feng had returned to the sect covered in blood and in disarray, claiming that evil cultivators were causing chaos in Baisha City not far from the Xie Yao Sect and had killed his entire family. This news immediately sent shockwaves through the entire sect.
Evil cultivators causing turmoil would surely stir up trouble; both logically and emotionally, such unrest should be eradicated as soon as possible, especially during this tumultuous season. Moreover, Elder Chang had already sent people to investigate.
The scene at Yu Feng's home was horrific—ruined walls and remnants of destruction, not to mention the two corpses that startled the disciples who went to check it out. With both eyewitnesses and physical evidence present, there was no doubt about it; Yu Feng wouldn’t joke about something so serious regarding his own family. The only question remained: where did these evil cultivators come from?
This was the most puzzling part. Whenever he mentioned the evil cultivator, Yu Feng became vague and evasive; he insisted that this evil being was simply killing at random and had targeted their family specifically. Yet their family was a prominent one in Baisha City—why would an evil cultivator choose to attack them instead of wandering cultivators? Was he so confident that he wouldn’t be caught?
Elder Chang sighed; this evil cultivator was indeed audacious. After learning of this matter, the Sect Leader instructed him to investigate thoroughly and swiftly.
That man was at least a Gold Stage cultivator; being able to kill without giving any chance for retaliation indicated that this evil cultivator’s strength was considerable. It would be unwise to take those disciples with lower cultivation levels along.
"I plan to take you and Ling Long with me. You two should prepare yourselves; we will descend the mountain shortly," Elder Chang said.
Qi Xiao nodded in agreement.
Before leaving, he intercepted other inner disciples who were bringing medicine to Yu Feng. He held the bowl of medicine and personally walked into the room.
Upon seeing him, a flicker of resentment and struggle flashed clearly in Yu Feng's eyes before he quickly lowered his head and spoke softly.
"Senior Brother, why are you here?"
"I came to see you. Given what happened, I hope you find peace."
Yufeng responded with a soft "hm."
Qixiao stared at him in silence, making Yufeng feel uneasy under his gaze. He instinctively wrapped himself in the blanket and lay down.
"Senior Brother, I'm feeling a bit tired."
"Alright, rest well. If you think of any clues, don't forget to tell me."
Before leaving, Qixiao's eyes flickered slightly as he brushed his hand over the potted plant on the windowsill, quietly dropping a stone that could capture images into the soil.
As soon as Qixiao left, Yufeng sat up and began to speak to himself.
"You want to consume him? No, he must not be harmed!"
"I truly despise him, but he is the inner sect's senior brother and enjoys Elder Chang's favor. With so many eyes watching, if he were to die, not only would I be implicated, but you wouldn't survive either!"
"Look for an opportunity? Ha! Do you think opportunities are that easy to find? How I wish I could eliminate him! But he has been wary of me for a long time; it's not that simple!"
Hearing the echo of his thoughts in his mind, Yufeng clenched his fists and fell silent.
"Don't you want to replace him and take his position as the inner sect's senior brother? If you let me consume him, I can help you achieve that."
Yufeng remained silent for a moment, his lower lip turning pale as a cold hatred seeped through his gritted teeth.
"Why do you think I would still trust you?"
Upon hearing this, the voice sounded as if it had heard a joke.
"Haha! Do you think you have any other choice? Your life is in my hands now; do you dare to bargain with me?"
As soon as the words left its mouth, Yufeng felt as if countless steel needles were being driven into his head. The pain made him grit his teeth and roll about in agony, cold sweat pouring down his face.
"Stop! If I am seen acting strangely, neither of us will survive."
"This is the Xiaoyao Sect!"
At the mention of the Xiaoyao Sect, the voice let out a cold snort and ceased its actions.
Yufeng collapsed back onto the bed, relieved to have escaped with his life.
It seemed that the name Xiaoyao Sect still held some power over this demon. Otherwise, it wouldn't have invaded his body and formed a soul contract with him to conceal its presence.
This world still belonged to cultivators.
No matter how powerful this demon might be, it was still a fragmented soul; it couldn't possibly contend with these sects. Thus, it had no choice but to take a step back and hide behind him.
If he sought help from the sect,
As soon as the thought crossed Yu Feng's mind, a sharp pain surged through his head, but it vanished in an instant. The phantom was warning him.
He snorted coldly, "Don't think I don't know what you're planning. I can't compete with those disciples of the Carefree Sect right now. But if you expose me, don't expect to survive either! Your soul is in my hands; with just a thought, you will be scattered to the winds!"
Yu Feng had never felt so pressured before, but under the eaves, one had to bow their head. He bit his lower lip until it bled, yet he could only respond in a low voice. "Yes."
Seeing him compliant, the phantom seemed to be in a good mood. "Rest assured, as long as you follow me, I won't mistreat you. The things in that mirror, although illusions, are not entirely false. If you capture a few minor cultivators for me, I can take you to find some useful treasures."
Yu Feng's eyes flickered as he considered whether this deal was worth it. The phantom waited patiently.
Yu Feng was someone who prioritized benefits above all else; as long as enough advantages were laid before him, he wouldn't hesitate to act. After a while of hesitation, he asked, "Are you for real? Will you really take me to find treasures?"
The phantom scoffed. "If I remained within your body without nurturing you, how could I hunt for food?"
A flicker of struggle crossed Yu Feng's face. Although he was colluding with a demon out of necessity and still had room for justification, harming his fellow disciples was a grave sin. If he went through with it and others found out, there would be no way for him to remain in the Carefree Sect.
With his family destroyed and his father and brothers gone, if he left the Carefree Sect now, he would truly have nowhere to go.
Harming fellow disciples was no small matter. "Let me think about it some more."
"Tsk tsk tsk," the phantom mocked. "You really are short-sighted. You are merely an inner disciple, not even a direct disciple. Even if you dedicate yourself to the Carefree Sect, what good things can you gain? You might as well obediently listen to me; I have everything from celestial-level techniques to earthly-level techniques!"
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