If Shen Sang couldn't refuse such a statement, he would have no choice but to leave the protective feather behind.
Thinking that he would go back and forge it into an arrow, so that it would be a perfect pair with Immortal Lord Changli's Heart-Protecting Feather.
That's all she can do for them.
After spending a few days with the conservatives, Shen Sangruo contacted Shi Mu and went to the radicals again.
This time and thereafter, there's no need for such a grand display as before. We can simply infiltrate the conservative faction and secretly take her away.
What she told them was that if Shang Qing Shiyi guarded the courtyard and prevented others from setting foot there, they wouldn't discover that she wasn't part of the conservative faction.
Of course, the reality was that she and Linghu Min had agreed to deliberately ignore it, so naturally no one would notice.
Based on the conservatives' defensive deployment, Shen Sangruo began to arrange for the radicals to ensure that they could successfully invade the conservatives' territory.
She revealed some of the conservatives' defense plans to Ishigure.
It's just the right amount—not too much, enough to make people wonder where she got her information, yet enough to make the radicals submit to her.
"As expected of the Demon Lord, he obtained such important information after only a few days of infiltration! He completely outmaneuvered those fools in the conservative faction!"
Wan Quan took the initiative, trying his best to impress her.
He and Shi Mu were both leaders of the radical faction before, so why does Shi Mu always have to be one step ahead of him?
Isn't it just because he used to be Ya Lan's subordinate?
That day, if Chen Sang left Shi Mu alone, he successfully made Wan Quan feel a strong sense of crisis. If he didn't do something, he was afraid that he would be ignored by the radicals in the future.
"Shang Qing and Shi Yi have been infiltrating the conservative faction for a hundred years without gaining their trust, but the Demon Lord has only made a slight move and obtained the confidential information easily."
While Wan Quan was still flattering and fawning, Shi Mu shoved him aside.
He snorted coldly, "Shang Qing and Shi Yi, those two pieces of trash, dare to compare themselves to our Demon Lord? What kind of person is the Demon Lord? Does he need such lowlifes to make him look good?"
"Wan Quan, have you lost your mind?" Shi Mu glanced at Wan Quan with disdain, displaying an arrogant attitude.
He exuded an arrogance that stemmed from his past as a subordinate of Ya Lan.
Sensing the tension between the two, Shen Sanruo decided to add fuel to the fire.
She lifted her eyelids and glanced at Wan Quan, her displeasure evident in her eyes.
Wan Quan's expression changed, and he immediately knelt on the ground, the sound of his knees hitting the floor being particularly loud.
"Your subordinate misspoke, your subordinate deserves to die! Please punish me, Demon Lord!"
Shi Mu volunteered, "Why should the Demon Lord handle such a trivial matter personally? I will share the burden for the Demon Lord."
He could easily see that Wan Quan wanted to "usurp the throne," and he was determined to take this opportunity to give him a good warning.
If Shen Sang was pleased with the outcome, a soft "hmm" would be considered as approval.
Seeing Shi Mu's smug look, Wan Quan felt like he was going to grind his teeth to dust, but there was nothing he could do.
He secretly made up his mind to crush Shi Mu! He would make up for the humiliation he suffered today!
She glanced at them out of the corner of her eye and saw that their gazes were practically sparking. She was quite pleased with this.
That's how it is, let's fight!
"What if the leaders start a fire?" The dodder flower fairy clicked her tongue and shook her head. "Terrible, terribly terrible."
Shen Sangruo herself stated that she would certainly not show favoritism and that she had already decided to change her favorite person every now and then.
Keep those who are successful from feeling a sense of crisis, and rekindle hope in those who are unsuccessful.
Only in this way can we promote their vicious competition—no, I mean, healthy development.
This inhuman act sent a chill down the spine of the dodder flower fairy. It had to be her; thankfully, it realized its mistake early.
After Wan Quan went down to receive her punishment, she said to Shi Mu:
"I'll now take care of the radicals. In the meantime, I'll continue to infiltrate the conservatives and gather information."
"Once I have acquired all the defensive deployments of the conservative faction, the entire radical faction will join me in the attack!"
"The Demon Lord is wise." Shi Mu's eyes gleamed with excitement. "When the magical artifact to destroy the barrier is completed, and with Qi Yan's assistance, the conservatives will surely be doomed this time!"
His voice was loud and clear. He clasped his hands in a fist and declared with imposing momentum, "All radical demonic cultivators swear to follow the Demon Lord to the death! We are ready to obey the Demon Lord's orders at any time!"
Over the next few months, Shen Sanruo oscillated between radicals and conservatives.
With his superb acting skills and strong mental fortitude, for such a long time, not a single person in the radical faction had any doubts.
Both factions were quite in sync, pretending that everything was calm and nothing had happened.
In reality, he was full of scheming thoughts, believing that the other party's death would come in a few months.
However, one side's belief is indeed just their own.
Shen Sanruo tried to find the secret code between Ya Lan and Shi Mu from back then and extract relevant information, but to no avail.
Since she figured she wouldn't be able to find out anything, she put the matter aside and waited until things were over before binding Shi Mu and taking him back.
Her attention then turned to the pool of blood, which she had said she would destroy.
Therefore, every so often, there would be a day reserved exclusively for the Demon Lord to enter the Blood Pool, and no one from the radical faction was allowed to disturb him.
Each time someone leaves, something new appears beneath the blood pool, but this doesn't affect the pool's effectiveness, so no one notices it.
They accumulate, waiting for the right moment to erupt.
In addition to summoning the formation, Qi Yan truly kept an eye on her cultivation every day.
Qiyan, a humanoid supervisor.
Even her master, Immortal Lord Changli, had never been so concerned about her cultivation.
Having no other choice, she had to confiscate Little Black's energy ball.
Little Black had only enjoyed a few good days when it watched the energy ball leave it with teary eyes, and the entire fog became sad, sobbing softly.
It was so angry that every time it saw Qiyan, the culprit, it wanted to jump out and beat him up.
In her spare time, she would also try to help Qiyan clear away some of the influence of demonic energy, so that he could summon the Judgment Array faster.
Although the effect is small, every little bit helps.
Three months have passed in the blink of an eye.
The fog obscured the view outside the ravine.
The aftermath of the upheaval at Feiyun Sect has been largely resolved, and the sect is gradually recovering.
However, it seemed as if a dark cloud was always hanging over the Flying Cloud Sect, and everyone in the Flying Cloud Sect was gloomy and miserable.
It has long lost its former glory and arrogance.
Lingxiao Zhenren's headaches have been getting worse lately. After Shen Sangruo went to the Wanling Palace to search the system that day, the Wanling Palace immediately sent someone to deliver the message.
Only then did he realize that his headache was because Bai Mumu had taken away his soul.
Enraged, he immediately transformed into a desktop cleaning master, clearing the table of everything from top to bottom.
Before learning this news, he often thought of the time when Bai Mumu sacrificed her soul to help him overcome his inner demons.
He sometimes wondered if she really had no feelings for them at all.
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