Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Inside a room at the inn.

"Holy Maiden, Black Lotus has already set off with her envoys," the woman in red said, kneeling before the Holy Maiden.

"Very well, you destroyed my Red Lotus Seed, I will definitely cripple you." Upon hearing this, the Holy Maiden opened her eyes and said fiercely.

"Holy Maiden, will the Black Lotus Society fall for our trap?" The woman in red asked the Holy Maiden cautiously.

"Of course she would, because she's an idiot," the saintess said with a smirk.

“Holy Maiden, we suffered a great loss in Qingfeng City,” the woman in red said.

"Get out of here!" the saintess said, pointing to the doorway.

"Yes," the woman in red replied, somewhat startled, and quickly retreated.

"Damn Black Lotus, this time I'll make you die at the hands of Jade-Faced Yama." The Holy Maiden murmured as she looked at the night sky.

She was originally the next leader of the White Lotus Sect, and her life should have been carefree and happy. However, a few years ago, the four great constables of the Six Doors laid a trap, which led to the death of the previous Black and Red Lotus leaders on the spot. If her master hadn't kept a backup plan, he would have died there on the spot as well.

This resulted in their generation being leaderless, and that bitch Black Lotus took this opportunity to abandon the path of proving the Dao through intention and instead take the ordinary path of observing mountains and seas.

She and Honglian are no match for Heilian right now, and Honglian's inheritance seed is still in Li Qingfeng's hands, which makes their situation even worse.

Now, half of the White Lotus Cult's power is in the hands of the Black Lotus, and I can only stick together with that fool Red Lotus for warmth.

The Holy Maiden knew very well that the White Lotus Sect was a demonic sect. Even if she died and her master recovered, he would not avenge her. Instead, he would promote the Black Lotus Sect to be the next leader.

The positions in the Demonic Sect are held by the most capable; killing one's father or mother is nothing, let alone killing fellow disciples, which is not even a trivial matter.

The Holy Maiden could only throw the Nourishing Essence Pill into the Anle Prince's Mansion. This was a Grade Earth Pill, specifically designed to address the unstable state of one's cultivation realm.

She paid a high price to get this, just so that Black Lotus would deliver it to her door.

That bitch has an almost twisted obsession with saving face; the saintess knew she would fall into her trap.

Moreover... Black Lotus currently controls at most a portion of the upper and middle levels of power; the elders above Wang Hai are still observing.

Black Lotus has no reason to refuse, whether for public or private reasons.

......

In the next room

"What a pity, the plan didn't work out last time, and we almost got exposed." Honglian thought to herself as she lay on the bed, swinging her legs.

"Tsk tsk, if it weren't for your big breasts and perky butt, I wouldn't be following you around like a little shadow." Honglian thought to herself as she turned over and closed her eyes.

......

Jiangnan Road, branch hall.

"Your Highness, you mustn't go to the Prince Anle's residence," the subordinate advised, bowing his head and looking at the black skirt on the ground.

"No need to say anything more, I'm definitely going." The aloof woman in the black ruqun said in a gentle voice.

"Once we get the Qi-Nourishing Pill, we can get the elders to support us too," Black Lotus murmured, looking at the candlelight.

"What if we can't get it?" the subordinate asked sincerely.

"Even if we don't get it... it will still make our Holy Church famous once again. Don't worry, I won't joke with my own life," Black Lotus said with a light laugh, her tone resolute and leaving no room for argument.

She wants to reach the top and make everyone bow down.

If she doesn't reach the top, then she'll unleash her full potential and create a spectacular spectacle in the martial arts world.

She didn't want to die in obscurity, nor become just another skeleton lying on the roadside.

Bones are exposed in the wild, and no rooster crows for thousands of miles.

One of the hundreds of things left behind by the living people will break people's hearts just thinking about it.

This is the last scene left to the world by the previous dynasty.

A flash of determination crossed Black Lotus's eyes. She wanted the whole world to know that she existed, nothing more.

"Little one, this is death. Do you want to die so humbly?"

Black Lotus thought of her master's teasing question and her master's now silent death, and a smile crept onto her lips.

"Master, you died...like a dog." Black Lotus stood up, picked up the black whip, and thought with a hint of mockery.

The White Lotus Sect's Three Lotuses.

The white lotus is pure and holy, the eternal mother, the true home of emptiness, guiding people to bliss and saving humanity.

Red Lotus, compassionate and merciful, the master of Red Lotus, sees through hypocrisy and eliminates the evil people lurking among believers and hall masters.

The Black Lotus, imposing without anger, is the master of the Black Lotus, who punishes evil and eliminates all wickedness.

Because Black Lotus worships the White Lotus Cult Leader, she cannot bring herself to be ruthless towards evil people, and the inner torment causes her lotus to turn black.

This is something the believers firmly believe, but the Saintess, Red Lotus, and Black Lotus all know it's utter nonsense.

The White Lotus is responsible for deceiving the world and exploiting its resources.

Honglian was responsible for cleaning up those who discovered the true nature of the White Lotus Cult.

Black Lotus is responsible for killing, killing outsiders. All the filth stems from their evil, and Black Lotus is forced to do it. The Eternal Mother is forever clean and pure, emerging from the mud unsullied.

Black Lotus knew, of course, that this was the work of the Holy Maiden. This open scheme was like a challenge, asking her whether she would accept it.

Of course she had to accept, and she had to win.

“Let’s go, for Vacuum Homeland.” Black Lotus said, walking ahead and putting on her mask.

"Vacuum homeland, paradise!" These fanatical hall masters had burning eyes.

In their view, they can return to their vacuum homeland after death.

Undercurrents are brewing, and eventually they will surface.

.......

The martial arts training ground of Prince Anle's Mansion.

"Heavenly Sword Manual, Azure Dragon of the Eastern Azure." Jian Wuyong ran his fingers over the longsword, and a divine dragon shadow slowly appeared on the blade.

"Earth Sword Manual, Ferocious Beast Chronicle, Taotie." Wen Lian's longsword sliced ​​through her finger, and a wild aura swept across the entire area.

Then, the mystical azure dragon phantom collided with the ferocious taotie phantom, and Jian Wu's lips curled into a smile.

"Heavenly Sword Manual, Thunderclap." Jian Wuyi stepped onto the ground, the purple light flashing on the sword was breathtaking.

"What?!" Wen Lian was stunned when she saw her senior brother use a move he had never used before. In the blink of an eye, the purple light appeared in front of Wen Lian.

A large purple ball of light made it difficult to open one's eyes, followed by a thunderous roar. Wen Lian, who was engulfed by the lightning, was blasted away the next moment.

"You tampered with the Sword Codex, just you wait!" Wen Lian said, looking at her tattered spirit robes as she stood up somewhat disheveled.

"Your hairstyle suits you very well," Jian Wu said calmly, sheathing his sword.

"What..." Upon hearing this, Wen Lian immediately touched her hair, which had originally been long and straight, turning into a somewhat fluffy afro.

"Die!" Wen Lian stomped her foot on the ground, her sword flashing like the wind.

"Vegetable." Jian Wu's lips curled up, and his Forgetful Sword Technique effortlessly blocked Wen Lian's swift and rain-like attacks.

Before long, Wen Lian's sword was knocked away.

"Twenty years have passed, and have you ever beaten me even once?" Jian Wu said casually, stepping on Wen Lian's buttocks.

Wen Lian felt that her life was over. Not only was her image ruined, but her dark history had also been dug up.

Li Junsu looked at the two clowns below and rubbed his forehead.

"It still has to be the Six Doors." Yan Gui leaned back, looking at Li Junsu, thinking smugly.