The sect's malevolent aura had disappeared, and the news quickly spread throughout the sect.
It's a good thing that the evil energy is gone, but its sudden disappearance can be unsettling.
Sect Master Zhuang Mao dispatched several Nascent Soul stage elders to investigate the cause, but after half a month, they found nothing. Finally, Zhuang Mao, refusing to believe it, searched the entire Fengyang Sect himself, but still found nothing.
When Mo Xingjue emerged from seclusion, he was summoned by the sect leader because of this matter. After hearing the reason why the sect leader and the elders summoned him, Mo Xingjue fell silent, his silence tinged with guilt.
"Does Xingjue know the reason?" Zhuang Mao asked in surprise.
"Yes, I know." Mo Xingjue considered how to start the conversation.
"Is it inconvenient to talk about it?" Zhuang Mao asked again.
“No. My Daoist partner absorbed all the evil energy, and he used it to cultivate,” Mo Xingjue said.
Zhuang Mao and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. Despite their advanced age and extensive experience, they had never seen anyone who absorbed neither spiritual nor demonic energy, but rather malevolent energy.
Moreover, absorbing malevolent energy for cultivation sounds like the methods of evil cultivators.
Within the Fengyang Sect, apart from Mo Xingjue and Elder Chi, no third person knows Li Ze's identity as a demon.
Zhuang Mao and the elders knew that Li Ze had saved Fengyang Sect disciples several times, which was considered a favor to Fengyang Sect, so even if they had doubts, they didn't dare to ask openly.
But they wouldn't feel at ease if they didn't find out the details.
So everyone stared at each other, speechless.
Mo Xingjue sighed, “Sect Master and elders, you don’t need to worry that my Daoist partner will do anything detrimental to the sect. He just has a different cultivation method than everyone else, but he is kinder than anyone else.”
The people of Fengyang Sect all knew that Mo Xingjue was a man of his word and never lied, so they could trust him. Therefore, they were half-convinced by what Mo Xingjue said.
Zhuang Mao pondered for a long time, but ultimately said nothing more.
Li Ze came out of the room but didn't see Mo Xingjue. The whole house was quiet, without the presence of anyone else.
"Looking for me?" A magnetic voice came from behind.
Li Ze turned around, not asking where the other person had gone, but said, "I'm leaving."
Mo Xingjue showed no surprise whatsoever. "Where are we going? Aren't we going to find a body for the Snow Wolf?"
“I can go anywhere, you know I need to cultivate my demonic energy. I can wait until I find a body for the snow wolf before leaving,” Li Ze said.
Mo Xingjue nodded, "Then let's go tomorrow. After we find a body for the snow wolf, we'll leave together. Wherever you go, I'll go; I'll be with you."
Li Ze looked intently at Mo Xingjue, "Is the senior brother of Fengyang Sect so free?"
“Yes, I’m very free. So free that if I didn’t come with you, I would just wander around aimlessly.” Mo Xingjue said seriously.
Li Ze expressed his doubts, saying, "I heard you've been busy rescuing people everywhere."
"I saved you on a whim." Mo Xingjue grabbed Li Ze's hand and squeezed it. "If I hadn't saved you on a whim, I wouldn't be able to find you now. But even if I had found you, I'm afraid you wouldn't acknowledge me."
Towards the end, Mo Xingjue's tone became somewhat aggrieved.
Although he knew the other person's grievance was feigned, Li Ze was still manipulated and said, "It won't happen again."
Mo Xingjue suddenly tightened his grip, "There will be no future. We will never be apart again."
Li Ze's hand was gripped so tightly it hurt. Meeting Mo Xingjue's burning gaze, he slowly nodded, "Okay."
Upon receiving his affirmative answer, Mo Xingjue relaxed completely, a smile spreading across his face. He held Li Ze's hand in front of his eyes, looking at the red marks on it, and frowned. "How can someone at the Golden Core stage look so young?"
Li Ze rolled his eyes at Mo Xingjue and didn't reply.
That night, Mo Xingjue bullied Li Ze severely all night, forcing him to say many shameful things until Li Ze cried and begged for mercy. Only then did he take pity on him and let him go.
The next morning, Li Ze overslept again. When he opened his eyes, it was already bright outside, and he was alone on the large dragon cedar bed.
Li Ze finished dressing and came out of the room, just as Mo Xingjue returned from outside. The latter looked somewhat somber.
Before Li Ze could ask, Mo Xingjue took the initiative to say, "Ji Lin broke the formation of Youcheng and massacred 60,000 people in Youcheng, including 5,000 cultivators."
Li Ze was startled, "Ji Lin broke the formation?"
According to what he had heard over the years in the human-demon battlefield, the formation of Youcheng was a level eight formation. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would need a considerable amount of time to break it. Ji Lin, who was only a Nascent Soul cultivator, broke the formation easily.
"Didn't Youcheng ask the major sects for help?" Li Ze asked.
"They cried for help. But Ji Lin took less than a quarter of an hour from breaking through the formation to storming the city gates. By the time the people from the major sects arrived, Youcheng was already littered with corpses, with almost no survivors." Mo Xingze said with grief, "The Nascent Soul stage elders of the major sects fought with Ji Lin, and two of them were seriously injured. In the end, Ji Lin escaped. Instead of returning to the Demon Realm, he fled into the territory of the cultivation world."
Li Ze was stunned. "Seriously injured two Nascent Soul stage cultivators? Ji Lin has already advanced to the Nascent Soul stage?"
"Yes." Mo Xingjue didn't want to discourage Li Ze, but that was the truth.
Li Ze's body stiffened. Ji Lin had reached the Out-of-Body stage?
When will he be able to avenge himself?
Seeing Li Ze's deeply distressed expression, Mo Xing felt a pang of heartache and pulled him into a tight embrace. "Don't worry," she said, "although Ji Lin has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, our people have reported that his cultivation is unstable. His rapid advancement is likely due to that evil artifact called the Thousand Mountain Blade. The formation in Youcheng was destroyed by this evil artifact. Evil artifacts are powerful, but those who cannot control them will inevitably suffer a backlash. When Ji Lin suffers this backlash, that will be our chance for revenge."
As Li Ze listened to Mo Xingjue's analysis, his mind gradually calmed down.
“I want to go to Youcheng to take a look,” Li Ze said.
"I'll go with you."
In the Demon Realm, Ji Shuo and Ji Chuan walked through the dilapidated palace, their brows furrowed.
“He killed 120,000 people, leaving not a single survivor. These were all his men, his trusted subordinates.” Ji Shuo’s expression was complicated.
"He's been controlled by an evil artifact." Ji Shuo sighed. If all the experts from their Demon Realm hadn't been mobilized to drive Ji Lin to Youcheng, their casualties would likely have continued to increase.
"If Ji Lin isn't eliminated, he will remain a hidden danger," Ji Shuo said. For thousands of years, in order to fight against human cultivators together, the three demon kings have always kept to themselves and avoided conflict. Although there have been occasional frictions, there have been no major disagreements, and they have maintained a relatively harmonious relationship. But now Ji Lin is indiscriminate in his dealings with friends and enemies, and has completely lost his mind. Only by eliminating him can everyone feel at ease.
"No rush. Let them wreak havoc on those human cultivators first. Perhaps the human cultivators can help us deal with this trouble," Ji Chuan said meaningfully.
Ji Chuan's eyes lit up. "You've reminded me. If Ji Lin can ruin all the human cultivators, then he can be considered to have redeemed himself by making a contribution to our demon race before his death. After his death, we can barely allow his soul to return to the demon realm."
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