Chapter 2: Hall Master Xue in High Spirits

On a mountain path.

Xue Tu was in an excellent mood.

As one of the Blood Demon Sect’s hall masters, he had followed the elders in the assault on the Xuanyuan Sect, and they had won a great victory.

The sect had captured quite a few cultivators from the Xuanyuan Sect as a result, and as one of the main forces in this battle, he would certainly be rewarded with a good number of cultivators for his own cultivation once he returned to the sect.

What delighted him even more was that the task of escorting the prisoners had actually fallen into his hands.

The journey back to the sect was a long one.

If he snatched a few prisoners along the way for cultivation, that was hardly a problem, was it?

The sect would never notice if a few went missing.

For a moment, the way he looked at the prisoners behind him was the same way one might look at a table full of delicacies.

“You there, what are you hiding at the back of the prison cart for? Drag him out here and let me devour him!”

As soon as his words fell, the face of the man crammed into the rear of the last prison cart turned deathly pale.

The Blood Demon Sect is cultivated by feeding on the blood of cultivators.

It was savage to the extreme.

At that moment, the man wanted nothing more than to curse.

What do you mean I was hiding at the back of the prison cart??

I was obviously squeezed to the back, all right??

Are you blind or what?!

Naturally, he did not dare say any of that aloud, but he felt he might still be able to save himself, so he burst into tears and cried out,

“Mercy, my lord! Mercy, my lord! I have been wrong! I was not hiding at the back. I was shoved there! I was pushed there!”

The man wept and wailed, snot and tears running down his face.

The sight made the others in the same prison cart look at him with utter contempt.

They thought he had no backbone at all. As a righteous cultivator, how could he beg for mercy from someone of the demonic path?

After listening for a while, one of them could no longer stand it and spoke up to admonish him.

“Junior Brother, as a disciple of a righteous sect, how can you beg mercy from someone of the demonic path? You should die unyielding! That is the honor of us righteous cultivators!”

The man looked at them as though they were idiots, and he nearly started cursing on the spot.

Easy for you to say. You are not the one dying!

“Oh? Is that so?” Xue Tu let out a strange laugh and shouted to the others in the same cart, “Is what he said true?”

Hope appeared in the man’s eyes.

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect all wore mocking expressions.

As soon as Xue Tu’s words fell, someone immediately answered, “What he said is tr—”

“Let me make this clear. If what he said is true, then I will pull the others out and devour them instead. As for him, I will let him go.” Xue Tu grinned.

The smile was so chilling that it made everyone’s neck go cold.

The person who had been about to speak changed expression at once and hurriedly corrected himself. “I can testify that he is lying.”

“I can testify too. He is lying. He clearly hid there himself. He was not shoved there at all!”

...

The man could not endure it any longer and began cursing at the top of his lungs.

“Where did all that spirit go just now? What happened to your talk of dying unyielding?? Come on, speak up!”

Then he turned and cursed Xue Tu as well.

“You filthy beast of the Blood Demon Sect! Blind bastard! May you die a miserable death! May any son you sire be born without an anus! I curse you with impotence!”

Xue Tu’s face darkened. Without another word, he dragged him straight into the dark shed.

A burst of crack crack, splurt splurt sounds came from inside.

The man’s screams were mixed in with them, making everyone who heard them feel their scalp go numb.

Not far away, another prison cart held only women.

After witnessing that horrifying scene, they felt a chill spread through their entire bodies, and dread filled them at the thought of what awaited them.

Yet at this moment, they could not even kill themselves.

In one corner of the prison cart sat a woman with an utterly ordinary face.

She watched the scene calmly, though her eyes kept darting about from time to time, like a thief with a guilty conscience.

She was thinking about how to escape.

The more she thought about what had happened today, the gloomier her heart became.

She was originally the daughter of the Haoran Sect’s sect master, the leader of the number one righteous sect in Dongzhou, and also the future saintess of the sect.

She had merely slipped out in secret behind the backs of the sect elders and even her father, intending to have a little fun.

Who would have thought she would run into the Blood Demon Sect and be taken prisoner?

At the thought of this, she secretly counted herself fortunate. Before sneaking out, she had changed her appearance.

Otherwise, with her true beauty, how could she possibly have remained untouched for so long?

Along the way, she had already seen several women with decent looks get dragged out.

What they would suffer afterward was obvious without saying.

But... How was she supposed to escape now?

Outside the dark shed, Xue Tu wiped his mouth, hitched up his trousers, and kept cursing under his breath. “You cursed me with impotence? You enjoyed yourself just now, did you not? The little bastard had a filthy mouth!”

In the nearby prison carts, quite a few people suddenly felt a chill clench through their backsides.

Only then did Xue Tu notice that two figures had appeared in front of him, and he immediately exclaimed in surprise,

“Oh? Young Master Jiang? What wind has blown you here?”

...

Young Master Jiang?

Could it be the Jiang Family’s young master?

What is he doing here?

This could be troublesome.

I did not expect even the Jiang Family’s young master to be here.

Ji Wuyue, who had been watching the commotion from afar the entire time, frowned.

She had a very poor impression of this great devil whose name was infamous throughout the outside world.

Xue Tu stared at the young man before him in surprise.

He could not quite understand why Jiang Xie would be here.

They both belonged to one of the top demonic powers, and the other party was the Jiang Family’s young master, so he did not dare offend him.

More importantly...

Xue Tu silently glanced at Wu Fan beside Jiang Xie, and his expression immediately grew solemn.

Standing across from him, Jiang Xie looked calm, but inwardly he was delighted.

He had not expected the person escorting these prisoners to be Xue Tu.

That truly was an unexpected blessing.

Smiling, he said, “I was getting a little bored staying in the clan, so I was about to go capture a couple of righteous women to vent my lust. Who would have thought I would run into Hall Master Xue instead?”

“Hiss—” Jiang Xie suddenly inhaled sharply, as though he had only just noticed the row of prison carts.

With feigned astonishment, he said, “Hall Master Xue, your methods are truly impressive! You captured so many righteous cultivators without making a sound. As expected of you!”

Xue Tu had still been somewhat wary, but the instant Jiang Xie praised him like that, he completely lost his bearings.

He burst out laughing. “Hahaha, Young Master Jiang flatters me. I merely used a small trick, that is all!”

“Perfect. Since Hall Master Xue has so many people here, I will not have to go searching for one myself. How about you give me one prisoner?”

“This...” Xue Tu hesitated a little.

Jiang Xie seized the moment and continued, “A man as formidable as Hall Master Xue would not be unwilling to part with a mere prisoner, would he? Or shall I lower my standards even further?

“I will just take one with an ordinary face. After all, what I want to enjoy is the identity of a righteous cultivator, not her looks.”

From the corner of his eye, he had long since fixed on Ji Wuyue.

When Xue Tu heard that it was only one prisoner, and that Jiang Xie did not even want a pretty one, he stopped overthinking it and said generously, “A trivial matter, a trivial matter.”

“Then I will not stand during the ceremony.” With that, Jiang Xie walked toward the prison carts.

He looked casual, but in truth he had planned this all along.

Only then did Ji Wuyue get a proper look at the devil whose name was so notorious outside.

Just as the rumors said, he wore an ugly mask, and he was not even that old, just a little brat.

When Jiang Xie reached the prison cart where Ji Wuyue was being held, a bad feeling suddenly rose in her heart.

Then, her premonition came true...

Jiang Xie’s finger pointed straight at her, steady and certain.

She quickly shifted to another spot.

But Jiang Xie’s finger moved with her, still pointing directly at her.

At that moment, Ji Wuyue felt the urge to start swearing.

What kind of cursed day is this??

Why is one misfortune after another falling on my head?

Xue Tu looked where Jiang Xie was pointing.

Hah...

Just an utterly plain-looking woman.

He felt no desire for her whatsoever.

So he waved a hand dismissively. “Her? Young Master Jiang, by all means, take her.”

Ji Wuyue suddenly felt the urge to kill Xue Tu.

That disgusted look of yours reached me from half a mile away, all right?

Although she was deeply dissatisfied that Xue Tu had handed her over to Jiang Xie, she also felt that this might not be such a bad opportunity.

There were far too many people on Xue Tu’s side. Escaping from there would have been truly difficult.

But the other side...

There were only two people.

That seemed much simpler.

Jiang Xie saw straight through her thoughts, but he only smiled and said nothing.

“Old Wu, take her away.”

“Yes, Young Master!”

Old Wu immediately dragged Ji Wuyue out of the prison cart, sealed her cultivation, then fastened a chain around her neck.

After that, he respectfully placed the other end of the chain into Jiang Xie’s hand.

The entire sequence of movements flowed as smoothly as water, as though he had done it countless times before.

Ji Wuyue’s face flushed bright red at once.

Whether it was from humiliation or anger, even she could not have said.

Even Xue Tu could not help giving Jiang Xie a few extra looks.

Inwardly, he thought: As expected of the infamous Young Master Jiang from the rumors. So this is how he plays. And judging by the look of it, this is far from the first time. It actually seems rather exciting. Perhaps... I should go back to the dark shed and give it a try as well?

Forget it. That one is already dead through and through. I will just grab another one.

There are plenty of them anyway.

After his eyes rolled about for a while, he turned his gaze back toward the prison carts.

But after only one glance at the women, he lost interest.

It seemed... men were not bad either...