Chapter 21: The Insider’s True Nature

Qin Yangjun desired to strike a deal with the leader of the Wanfa Heavenly Sect.

The reason was singular: within the Wanfa Heavenly Sect lay a magical artifact specifically tailored to another protagonist’s ‘special abilities.’

Although that protagonist had yet to make an appearance, Qin Yangjun knew he had to prepare well in advance.

Adopting the guise of an insider was a regrettable necessity, for his true identity was simply too sensitive.

His elder sister harbored a deep enmity towards the Wanfa Heavenly Sect’s leader; decades prior, this very leader had schemed against her, leading to the demise of her closest confidante.

She was currently scouring the world in search of their leader.

Should their leader fall into his sister’s grasp, it was almost certain he would face one of several gruesome fates: being lit like a sky lantern, encased in cement, offered as a grave sacrifice, or hung from a lamppost.

There was even a possibility she might choose to inflict all these tortures, segment by segment.

As Mu Xianxian’s younger brother,

he had essentially been branded an archenemy, with an utterly terrifying bounty placed upon his head.

Members of the Wanfa Heavenly Sect, upon encountering him, would react either with the ravenous greed of a starved dog spotting food, or the terrified flight of a mouse sighting a cat.

As for meeting their leader and discussing a transaction, that was entirely out of the question.

Therefore, he absolutely had to prove his sincerity by appearing utterly ruthless and cold-hearted; only then might he acquire the item he sought.

Truth be told, Qin Yangjun had considered simply exposing the Wanfa Heavenly Sect’s location to his sister.

However, he quickly dismissed the notion.

His sister harbored an intense hatred for the Demonic Dao; if the leader of the Wanfa Heavenly Sect perished and his possessions fell into her hands, even with all her doting affection, she would never bestow such an evil artifact upon him.

Merely mentioning it might even earn him a beating.

Moreover, such items were ultimately destined for destruction by the righteous path.

Thus, to obtain that particular item, he had to act on his own.

Having concluded his thoughts, Qin Yangjun turned his gaze towards Cheng Lieqing.

Cheng Lieqing stood frozen, utterly dumbfounded, a profound shock reverberating through his very soul.

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that their sect’s insider would be none other than the renowned Azurewater Young Master.

He had summoned the insider this time to discuss how to deal with Qin Yangjun during the plan’s execution, and now, he was being told that the “Big Boss” they intended to eliminate was actually one of their own?

This was utterly preposterous.

Even with the token and password confirmed, Cheng Lieqing found it almost impossible to believe.

Cheng Lieqing knew full well.

The person before him was not only the Chief Disciple but also Mu Xianxian’s younger brother.

That woman was a veritable harbinger of death in the eyes of demonic cultivators, a “Female Fiend Star” (TL Note: A term used to describe a formidable and terrifying woman).

With a single spiritual sword, she had once decimated an ancient demonic sect, leaving a ten-mile radius awash in a river of blood, not a single living soul spared.

In the end, a single palm strike had rendered an entire landscape utterly flattened.

She was, without question, one of the foremost representatives of the righteous path.

Furthermore, the Female Fiend Star’s doting affection for the person before him was no secret; should he desire even the stars from the heavens, she would likely find a way to procure them.

Most importantly, this Female Fiend Star was a sworn enemy of their sect leader, and for Qin Yangjun, her own brother, to collaborate with the enemy—was this truly normal?

It was utterly abnormal!

As this thought struck him, he covertly began to gather his spiritual energy.

Cheng Lieqing knew he was no match for the person before him, and thus, his only option was to flee.

At that moment, he also realized the wisdom of the proverb: “As long as the green mountains remain, there will always be wood to burn.” Even if the insider truly had gone rogue, his superiors likely wouldn’t demand his life; at worst, he would face some punishment, but at least he would still be alive.

Should he fall into Mu Xianxian’s hands, not only would he die, but he would likely have his soul extracted, ensuring his complete annihilation.

Qin Yangjun, seemingly discerning his thoughts, spoke with a leisurely tone:

“I understand what you’re thinking, but I can only tell you this: I have no desire to meddle in the grievances between you and my sister.If you wish to flee now, I won’t stop you.However, you should grasp the crucial importance of this mission.Should it fail because of you, given the methods employed by your side, I fear even a swift death would be a luxury you wouldn’t be afforded.”

“Why should I believe you are truly the insider?”

Now that his intentions were exposed, Cheng Lieqing no longer bothered to conceal them.

His sole aim now was to buy time and then escape.

“I have an agreement with your superiors; we are simply fulfilling our mutual needs.

Furthermore, if I were truly a fraud, it wouldn’t be me standing here, but my sister.

Surely, you understand just how ‘concerned’ my sister is about your sect?”

As he spoke, Qin Yangjun couldn’t help but lower his voice.

Cheng Lieqing shivered involuntarily, his gaze darting around his surroundings.

Indeed, there was a chilling logic to his words.

If he were exposed, and Mu Xianxian were to learn of it, she would likely tear through the void instantly, appear before him, strangle him to death, then extract and search his soul.

At this thought, Cheng Lieqing covertly dispersed his spiritual energy.

He was actually starting to believe the person before him was indeed the insider.

After all, the other party truly had no reason to play out this charade with him.

As for the transaction itself, Cheng Lieqing was aware of its existence, but he remained utterly ignorant of its specifics.

What, then, could be the price that would compel Qin Yangjun to betray his sister and collaborate with the Wanfa Heavenly Sect?

“May I inquire, Senior Brother Qin, what precisely is the nature of your agreement with your superiors?”

“Your superiors haven’t informed you?”

Qin Yangjun retrieved the bead, holding it in his palm.

Cheng Lieqing shook his head.

While outwardly composed, he had already made up his mind internally.

If there was even a shred of illogicality in the explanation offered by the person before him, he would immediately flee.

Observing Cheng Lieqing’s wary demeanor, Qin Yangjun merely offered an indifferent smile, having anticipated this reaction.

He infused his spiritual energy into the bead he held.

The next instant, a surge of monstrous demonic energy erupted forth, only to be swiftly suppressed by Qin Yangjun.

Though it lasted but a fleeting moment, it was enough to utterly astound Cheng Lieqing.

“Such intense affinity for demonic energy! You… you’re actually a Myriad Demonic Physique (TL Note: A rare body type naturally attuned to demonic cultivation)? But aren’t you a Raging Thunder Dao Body?”

The Myriad Demonic Physique was also a Dao Body, an innate constitution for demonic cultivation.

Those who cultivated ultimate Yin demonic arts with this physique could achieve cultivation speeds dozens of times faster than ordinary demonic cultivators.

However, if they were to cultivate righteous path techniques, their speed would be drastically reduced.

The previous possessor of the Myriad Demonic Physique had risen to become a Demonic Lord, unleashing a bloody storm across the Grand Universe Continent.

In retrospect, this was truly ironic: Mu Xianxian had once sworn to be irreconcilable with the Demonic Dao, yet her closest younger brother possessed a demonic cultivation physique.

“The Raging Thunder Dao Body was merely a baseless rumor.

When I struck down the Mountain-Overturning Vulture, the sword technique I employed was lightning-attributed, and those onlookers, lacking proper discernment, spread the tale as such.

You yourself witnessed my Heavenly Gang Sword Art during my battle with Yueyao yesterday, did you not?”

“So that’s how it is…”

Cheng Lieqing suddenly understood.

Qin Yangjun’s Heavenly Gang Sword Art was an Earth-tier sword technique; it was entirely plausible that the heavenly phenomena it evoked had led to the mistaken belief that he possessed a Raging Thunder Dao Body.

“Therefore, you should now comprehend why I would engage in this transaction with you.

It is because the cultivation speed of righteous path techniques is simply too slow.

My current level of cultivation is entirely due to my sister’s devoted and full-fledged nurturing.”

“However, even with abundant resources, further cultivation has become arduous.Hence, I require demonic cultivation techniques to enhance my strength.Ordinary demonic arts hold no appeal for me; I demand your sect leader’s Spirit-Devouring Demonic Art, and this, my sister is utterly incapable of providing me.”

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