Filthy Cultivation: I Pierced the Heavens with the Merit System

Almost all the survivors were rescued and taken to the small courtyard. The cultivators in the town also gathered in the courtyard where the Yanjian Sect disciples were located to prepare for resisting the demonic cultivators. Yuanshan Town was much emptier and quieter at this moment, with only the ghostly demonic cultivators wandering around the streets.

With no one watching and no fear of being exposed, Li Fuyao seized the opportunity.

She not only thoroughly experimented with the wind and thunder elemental powers, which she had never shown to anyone before, on demonic cultivators, but also began to apply what she had learned to other situations, attempting to mold these two elements into a storm ball containing lightning.

"This little gadget is really powerful! It can even instantly kill demonic cultivators at the Qi Refining stage!"

"Once I learn how to craft weapons or the system shop opens, I might be able to get a weapon that uses storm balls as bullets to show off and give the cultivation world a technological shock."

Li Fuyao nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the demonic cultivator who had been blasted into a mosaic, then turned with a smile to another demonic cultivator beside him who had wet his pants:

"Hey, can you repeat that plan you were whispering about earlier?"

"I'll tell you everything! Just let me go!"

Upon hearing this, the demonic cultivator trembled and rose from his seat to his knees, kowtowing repeatedly and begging for mercy from Li Fuyao.

Seeing that she remained silent and only looked at him with a half-smile, the demonic cultivator seemed to lose his temper and said fiercely:

"You, you swear an oath to the heavens, you swear an oath to the heavens to let me go, or I'd rather die than let you know about that plan!"

As if remembering something, he glared at his bloodshot eyes, a maniacal grin spreading across his face, threateningly:

"That's a grand plan that could turn everyone in town into part of the master's faction. It's almost complete now. Just wait for us..."

“I swear to the heavens that if you honestly and without any concealment reveal the whole plan, I will let you go; otherwise, may your soul be scattered and your body and soul perish.”

Before the demonic cultivator could finish speaking, Li Fuyao interrupted him with her oath. She stared coldly at his ecstatic face, her expression nonchalant, as if he hadn't made an oath but rather let out a fart.

"I've finished my oath. You'd better confess honestly, or I guarantee I'll rip out your black-hearted liver and make you sell it yourself."

The demonic cultivator's overjoyed hope of finding a way out was immediately dampened by her icy gaze fixed on her prey.

He glanced cautiously at the cyan wind blades swirling around Li Fuyao's fingertips, and obsequiously confessed:

"My cultivation is not high, and my knowledge is limited. I only heard him say once when I was delivering wine to the boss that the master ordered us to use human blood and filthy pearls to modify the magic array on the ceiling in the auction hall of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, and set up a blood sacrifice array."

"Once the formation is complete, it can directly refine everyone in Yuanshan Town whose cultivation level is below the Golden Core stage, so as to help our lord break through to the Nascent Soul stage."

Perhaps fearing Li Fuyao wouldn't believe him, he pointed to the blood gourd and the human head braid and said solemnly:

"Look, the fresh human blood in the gourd is the material for drawing the array, and it needs to be returned to the Treasure Pavilion. This string of human heads is used for rewarding and counting merits."

"Oh, right, our boss also said there's a Blood Jade Cauldron we absolutely must get our hands on. Once we see the signal that the cauldron has been obtained, we'll break out of our hideout and collect the materials."

Blood Jade Cauldron?

Li Fuyao's heart skipped a beat: she knew that this Blood Jade Cauldron was the highlight of this auction.

Although the name is simple and unadorned, the auction catalog says that this is a top-grade spiritual artifact that can grow. Not only can its size be changed at will, but it can also purify anything that can be refined into a high-quality essence for the user. The starting bid is as high as 1000 mid-grade spirit stones.

This is an astronomical figure that Li Fuyao cannot currently reach.

Such a powerful treasure has now fallen into the hands of a demonic cultivator!

Thinking of that blood sacrifice formation and Bai Suifeng, who was still in the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, Li Fu shook his head and felt a chill run down his spine.

The contract had only been in place for a few days, and the understanding between her and Bai Suifeng was not yet deep enough.

Therefore, once the distance exceeds 300 meters, the two will no longer be able to use their soul seeds to transmit their voices. If that little silly dog ​​were to encounter danger in the Hundred Treasures Pavilion at this time, even if she were lucky enough to escape being sacrificed by the demonic cultivators, she would probably not be able to escape the fate of being directly eliminated by the system.

"Hey, I've told you everything I know, can you let me go now?"

Seeing that Li Fuyao remained silent for a long time, the demonic cultivator assumed she was going to back out and hurriedly struggled to his feet, threatening her:

"You swore an oath to the heavens, so if you don't let me go obediently, be careful your soul will be scattered and your body and soul will be destroyed!"

"I'm just thinking about something, what's the rush? It's like you've never lived before."

Li Fuyao glanced at him sideways and stepped aside to make way for him:

"Let's go."

This... you're just letting me leave?

The demonic cultivator was taken aback at first, then waves of ecstasy and contempt surged into his heart:

Hmph, that little wench is so easy to scare!

When I get back, I'll bring people to tie you up and humiliate you as a sacrifice. Let's see how arrogant you'll be then!

He suppressed the resentment in his eyes, smiled obsequiously at Li Fuyao, got up, and ran away.

But before he could take the third step, the demonic cultivator suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

Looking down, he saw a sword tip pierce through his chest and then pulled back, the pain causing his mind to go blank.

"You, how did you..."

The demonic cultivator frantically tried to cover his wound, but Li Fuyao's sword strike was merciless. His body lacked flexibility; his blood-stained, hairy hands could reach forward but not backward, leaving him limp and collapsing to the ground in despair, asking incredulously:

"You bitch! You bitch! You swore an oath to the heavens that you would let me go!"

"You, you're trying to kill me like this, aren't you afraid of dying and your soul being consumed?"

"Death and the annihilation of one's cultivation?"

Li Fuyao leisurely wiped the already clean longsword on his body, and upon hearing this, patted his face with the longsword, her eyes crinkling with a light laugh:

"I haven't broken any oaths to Heaven, so how could I die and perish?"

The demonic cultivator lay limp in the pool of blood, barely breathing and on the verge of death, yet he still stubbornly asked, filled with resentment:

"But you, but you clearly said..."

"I'm saying that if you honestly and completely tell me the whole plan, I'll let you go."

Seeing that he was truly dull-witted, Li Fuyao withdrew her sword and pointed to the figures still engaged in fierce fighting in the sky, explaining rather kindly:

“You didn’t tell me the whole plan. You didn’t explain why the fighting started in the sky. You haven’t even fulfilled your oath. So killing you doesn’t count as breaking the oath.”

Seeing that the demonic cultivator was still alive, she impatiently kicked and ground into his wounds while simultaneously ransacking his storage bag right in front of him.

"Besides, didn't I let you take two steps? You beast, you don't know how to be grateful or calculating, how can you still be so ungrateful?"

The demonic cultivator died with his eyes wide open, and Li Fuyao stood up with a look of disgust on her face.

As usual, she put away the blood gourd and human head braid from the demonic cultivator, paused for a moment in the direction of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion with a solemn expression, and then took out the communication jade disc of the Yanjian Sect.