Devil Venerable Also Wants to Know

He Wenzhao's Death

Being in the wrong, the righteous cultivators had no way to defend themselves. Even the Shangqing Sect Master, the old-fashioned righteous cultivator who had never done anything wrong in his life, never could've imagined that the Blood Demon he'd declared he would eradicate was his own disciple. The shock was such that he was unable to speak.

Yin Hanjiang wasn't interested in slaughtering the righteous cultivators. He only cared about Wenren È's reputation. His Ah-Wu thought purely of mortal lives, would rather face death and enter the Blood Hell to seek a slim chance of survival than give in to demonic nature and devour souls. Yin Hanjiang couldn't bear such a person being slandered as the Blood Demon.

He glanced at the Shangqing Sect Master. With the amount of spiritual essence the Blood Demon had taken, he probably wouldn't last much longer, so Yin Hanjiang paid no more attention to this worthless mentor.

The soul of the Shangqing Sect Master alone was far from enough for the Blood Demon. He looked around, searching for victims. With a strange technique, Yin Hanjiang appeared behind each of the experts who had ambushed Wenren È that day, kicking them toward the Blood Demon. "Don't you want to slay demons? This Lord has delivered the Blood Demon to you! Go on!"

With his last yell, the righteous experts gained some spirit. They brought out their weapons, determined to fight to the death against the Blood Demon.

However, the righteous cultivators had just expended all their power on the arrays set against Xuanyuan Sect, their spiritual energy having been transformed into a rainstorm by Wenren È, so they had hardly any power left.

The Blood Demon had recovered some strength from the Shangqing Sect Master, and the Burning Sky Drum's awakening of his demonic nature had faded. He knew he had exposed himself and could no longer lie low, so abandoning all caution, he grabbed a Shangqing Sect girl who was the closest to him and dissolved her into blood, consuming her.

She just happened to be Liu Xinye.

Seeing that Hè Wenzhao was actually the Blood Demon, all the love left for Hè Wenzhao in her heart had turned into hate. She knew that after everything was settled, she would be humiliated when she returned to the sect for being the wife of the Blood Demon. Liu Xinye had often used other girls' love toward Hè Wenzhao and jealousy for Baili Qingmiao to make Baili Qingmiao an outcast within the sect, so she knew better than anyone what it was like to be bullied. She desperately wanted to escape such a situation.

Right now, her only choice was to sacrifice her love for the sake of justice. If she struck the first blow against Hè Wenzhao, even if she failed to defeat the Blood Demon, people would admire her. So she hid behind one of the experts and attacked.

Unfortunately, Liu Xinye had never really faced any opponents in her life and her experience was lacking. She thought she was hidden, but the Blood Demon was aware of every move she made. The Blood Demon had taken on every expert of the cultivation world single-handedly ten thousand years ago. He easily discovered a particularly weak girl within the crowd, perfect for replenishing his spiritual essence.

Liu Xinye, too clever for her own good, thus died at the Blood Demon's hands.

After absorbing Liu Xinye's soul, the Blood Demon became more powerful and began to attack, taking on the righteous sect experts.

By now, Yin Hanjiang had backed off a great distance with Xuanyuan Sect's members. He watched coldly as the righteous cultivators battled the Blood Demon, occasionally kicking a few of the scum he'd captured into the circle.

Zhongli Qian, who had regained his sight just yesterday, felt uneasy, but he didn't plan to plead for Wenren È and Yin Hanjiang to help the righteous cultivators and take the higher road. Zhongli Qian could be selfless, willing to save Zhongli Kuang even though he knew the other hated him, but he wouldn't make other people follow his own standards.