Si Lei Zhenjun

The Ten Thousand Corpses Cave is the Nantian Cave Mansion.

A young man in black clothes walked in carrying an exquisite tray, on which sat a jade bowl filled with milky white liquid.

After putting down the tray in his hand, the man in black clothes stepped aside and looked at Kui Nantian, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon with his eyes closed, pretending to sleep, and said respectfully:

"Master, disciples have been disappearing frequently in the Ten Thousand Corpse Cave these past few days."

Kui Nantian slowly opened his eyes, frowning slightly:

"We are a demon sect, not a charity. Isn't it normal for a few disciples to die secretly in order to compete for cultivation resources?"

"There are quite a lot of disciples missing this time..."

Ling Feng's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

"How much is a bit too much?" Kuinantian said with some impatience.

Ling Feng answered cautiously: "More than 500..."

"What?" Kui Nantian stood up suddenly, swung his sleeves and sent a strong wind that knocked Ling Feng back, and said angrily:

"What's the job of the head of the Punishment Hall? Why didn't he come to report such a big thing?"

Ling Feng walked back to his original place, holding his chest, with some resentment in his eyes: What do you mean by hitting me for the mistake made by the head of the Punishment Hall?

He said aggrievedly:

"Master, the head of the Punishment Hall has also disappeared."

Kuinantian's eyes turned cold and he took a deep breath:

"Go find the Third Elder and pass on my order. Give him three days to investigate this matter!"

Seeing Ling Feng still standing there with an embarrassed look on his face, he suddenly became furious and glared at him fiercely:

"Go quickly!"

"Master," Ling Feng hesitated for a long time before stammering, "The Third Elder...seems to be missing too."

Kuinan was furious and kicked Ling Feng against the wall:

"Can't you just finish your words at once?"

Ling Feng felt as if his chest was hit by a huge hammer. He lowered his head and remained silent.

I'm too hard!

Kui Nantian frowned and thought for a long time, then said:

"The Third Elder is a cultivator in the late Hedao stage. Apart from the two great tribulation masters, White Bone Demon Lady and Zuo Qishan, no one else in the Thousand Puppet Sect has been able to subdue him silently. Do you think it's possible that they're behind this?"

"Are you mute? Speak!"

Ling Feng's face was full of bitterness. He paused and said:

"Master, are you saying that these missing people were kidnapped by them?"

"Yes, and it is very likely that the two companies worked together."

"Why? The Blood Crow Ridge lineage has always maintained neutrality and will not participate in the struggle between us and the White Bone Palace lineage."

Kuinantian snorted coldly:

"Hmph, what else could it be? They're trying to trip us up in secret. They're afraid to take the risk this time, fearing that our lineage from the Ten Thousand Corpses Cave will successfully plunder a large amount of cultivation resources and become the sole dominant force. Once the White Bone Palace lineage is unable to stand up to us, the Blood Crow Ridge lineage, weakened by our might, will be swallowed up by us."

"Furthermore, they dared to kidnap so many of us so brazenly. If it was just the White Bone Palace lineage, they would definitely not dare to go so far."

Ling Feng nodded slightly and asked tentatively:

"So...are we going to ask for the person now?"

"We have no evidence to prove they did it, so why should we ask for it?"

Kui Nantian glanced at him and snorted coldly:

"The operation is imminent. I don't think they dare to do anything to these people. After this operation, I will settle accounts with them."

After a pause, he said again:

"Do you know which branch office is closest to Hun Tian Xian City? Go and find the guide who is in charge of contacting that branch office. I have something to tell you."

"It seems to be the Sanxi Town branch. Disciple will be there right away!"

Ling Feng felt as if he had been pardoned when he heard this. He responded respectfully and was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Kui Nantian:

"Wait, have you investigated the Jindan kid I asked you to investigate last time?"

Ling Feng thought about it and nodded:

"Yes, his name is Dao Wusheng. He is a disciple sent here by the branch not long ago. He is said to have top-grade spiritual roots. The White Bone Demon Princess seems to think highly of him and even specially sent a Hedao cultivator to protect him closely."

Kuinantian narrowed his eyes and sneered:

"Alright, send someone to monitor his movements at all times. Once he leaves the sect, notify the Second Elder. Have him secretly follow him, kill him, and bring back the chain blade he carries to me."

"Yes, Master!"

……

The night is falling, the stars are twinkling, and the White House is where Gu Wanqiu lives.

Chu Xing tiptoed to the door, pushed it open and stuck his head in.

"Huh?" He rubbed his eyes, thinking he had seen it wrong.

The bed was piled with all kinds of storage bags, almost forming a small mountain.

In the middle of this mountain of storage bags, Jiang Lihuo was putting the small piles of spirit stones in front of him into his own storage bag one by one.

Although her demeanor was dignified, the light that flashed in her eyes from time to time and the beautiful smile on her lips that she could not suppress revealed that she was in a very happy mood at the moment.

On the ground, those storage bags had already been thrown away by her carelessly and were scattered all over the place, and some even rolled under the bed.

Seeing Chu Xing suddenly sticking his head in from the door, she was startled at first, and quickly put away the faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and then her eyes flashed with a bone-chilling coldness.

Chu Xing ignored her murderous gaze and instead made a hushing gesture to her. At the same time, he quickly took out a small bone sword from his arms and raised it.

Last time, he was very puzzled as to how the Bone Demon Fairy knew about the joke he had said in private. After thinking about it, unless the Bone Demon Fairy was eavesdropping, the problem could only be with the Bone Sword.

And there should be a distance limit. The Bone Demon Princess doesn't know yet that he is an undercover agent from the Immortal Sect, which means that she can't hear what he said in the Huntian Immortal City.

Jiang Lihuo's eyes narrowed, staring at the small bone sword for a while, then he took it with his bare hands. Invisible power surged in his palm, and the surface of the small bone sword was covered with a faint red glow in the blink of an eye.

"Now she can't hear it."

Chu Xing nodded, glanced at the storage bags scattered all over the floor, twitched the corners of his mouth, frowned and asked:

"Princess, even if you wanted to gather intelligence, you didn't need to kill so many people, did you? Although the Thousand Puppet Sect is a demonic sect, the deaths of so many people at once would surely alert the higher-ups."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Jiang Lihuo's cheeks felt slightly hot, and he stared at Chu Xing with cold eyes.

She hadn't planned to kill so many people at first, but after killing some of them, she found that no one was pursuing her, and she also gained a large amount of spirit stones and a bunch of spiritual medicines and precious materials.

Although the spirit stones provided by the court were not small, the amount of spirit stones required increased exponentially as one progressed in the later stages of cultivation. Especially as a cultivator undergoing tribulation, she was like a gold-devouring beast.

Moreover, she had more than 10,000 Liyang Guards under her command. Although these people were paid salaries by the court, she still had to pay for the spiritual stones needed for casualties and rewards.

In addition, she has always been arrogant and never had the face to ask the court for help. In summary, the landlords also have no surplus food.

So, she lost control and killed a few more people.