Chapter 2045: Blood Extraction and Soul Stripping!
Chapter 2045: Chapter 2045: Blood Extraction and Soul Stripping!
The Supervisory Temple is the Holy Court’s Law Enforcement Force?
After learning this news,
Netherworld King, Hong Ying, and the others all advocated joining it.
The benefits are many, and the drawbacks are absolutely lethal.
The upside is that while penetrating deep into enemy territory, they can also gather more intel; moreover, a force like the Supervisory Temple is much more convenient when it comes to obtaining information.
The Holy Court’s pursuers would never expect them to join the Supervisory Temple.
The downside is obvious too—once they’re discovered, it’s over.
High risk, high reward.
Completely not Mu Fusheng’s style.
But who told the others to all agree...
Mu Fusheng let out a sigh.
Same recipe, same flavor—what else can he do? They’re his own fellow disciples; he can only inscribe more talismans to keep everyone alive!
Following the Jade Token Yang Shao gave them, the group gathered in a tavern.
Yang Shao looked at Mu Fusheng and smiled. "Looks like Brother Mu has decided to join the Supervisory Temple?"
Mu Fusheng nodded slightly and handed the Jade Token to Yang Shao.
Yang Shao shook his head lightly and said, "Keep it. With this Jade Token, at least within the Fuyao Realm’s Supervisory Temple, not many people will dare provoke you. It’ll help you solve a lot of problems."
Since that was the case, Mu Fusheng put the Black Gold Jade Token away.
After all, he had already checked it earlier; nothing had been tampered with inside this Jade Token.
"But if we join, it’s not just me joining." Mu Fusheng pointed at Netherworld King and the others and said, "These few friends of mine need to join as well."
See?
Even though the Holy Court has no information at all on these disciples,
Mu Fusheng still does everything he can to avoid exposing their real identities.
Even when it comes to fellow disciple relationships.
Yang Shao wasn’t surprised. He glanced at Netherworld King and the others, then chuckled and shook his head. "Brother Mu, you should understand that what I value is your Talisman Ability. As for your friends... for the moment, I don’t see anything particularly special about them."
Yang Shao phrased it very tactfully.
If it were one of those arrogant, show-off types, they might have just said it outright.
The Supervisory Temple isn’t some place where every random cat or dog can get in.
Mu Fusheng smiled. "Their strength is not weaker than mine."
Netherworld King and the others exchanged a knowing look with Mu Fusheng.
Speaking of strength...
To be honest, they were unanimously of the opinion that this kid Mu Fusheng was definitely hiding his true power. If he were willing to fully reveal it, probably not a single disciple of The Cottage would be able to beat him.
After hearing this, Yang Shao tapped his fingers rhythmically against the wooden table, as if he’d taken it to heart. He carefully sized up Netherworld King and the others, then said, "To be frank, Brother Mu, even you—if you didn’t have your ability with talismans, I still wouldn’t let you join the Supervisory Temple. Put that way, do you understand?"
Mu Fusheng shrugged, rose to his feet, and said, "Farewell."
Yang Shao was slightly stunned.
To be honest, he really hadn’t run into anyone who would refuse an invitation from the Supervisory Temple.
And besides, they aren’t even natives of the Fuyao Realm.
New to the realm and able to directly join the Supervisory Temple, with the Holy Court as their mountain backing them—that’s something countless cultivators dream of!
What kind of starting hand could be smoother than that?
Yang Shao smiled and waved. "Brother Mu, you really do catch me off guard. But in that case, I’m actually quite curious about your group’s strength. How about this..."
As he spoke, Yang Shao spread open a scroll and said, "Let’s do it this way. I came to Yu Yue City this time for a mission. A Supervisory Temple elder will personally come as well. If you complete the mission outstandingly and perform brilliantly, then with my recommendation, you’ll be able to join the Supervisory Temple smoothly.
After all, no matter how close we are, if I forcibly stuff some ordinary people into the Supervisory Temple, there will be a lot of resistance."
The test had arrived.
And not just a test—Yang Shao was also genuinely curious about Netherworld King and the others’ strength.
At this moment, Ning Chenxin looked at that scroll, his brows slightly furrowed.
Yang Shao seemed to notice and asked, "Is there a problem?"
Ning Chenxin said, "Who drew this scroll?"
Hearing this, Yang Shao’s brows instantly tightened. "It was drawn by an Outer Elder stationed in Yu Yue City."
The Supervisory Temple is already a top faction in the Fuyao Realm, not to mention its backing by the Holy Court.
It’s perfectly normal for them to have a station in a place like Yu Yue City.
Ning Chenxin shook his head. "Then I think you ought to thoroughly investigate that Steward."
Yang Shao gave Ning Chenxin a surprised look, then turned to Mu Fusheng and said, "Brother Mu, now I understand why you’d say your friends’ strength isn’t weak either."
Yang Shao stood up, placing both hands on the table beside the scroll. "You’re right. The Outer Elder who made this scroll is the mole inside the sect that we’re clearing out this time. That sect counts as a second-rate force in the Fuyao Realm. It used to look perfectly normal, but recently, all the strange, sinister incidents around Yu Yue City and its adjoining powers have pointed straight to this sect... the Kuyun Sect."
"But I’m quite curious—even I couldn’t see the evil aura in it. How did this friend of yours manage to?"
Ning Chenxin gave a faint smile. "I cultivate Confucianism. I’m naturally more sensitive to this kind of evil aura."
"Confucian Dao?" Yang Shao was taken aback, and he gave Ning Chenxin a few more appraising looks. "To have cultivated Confucianism to this realm at your age—there really aren’t many like you in the Fuyao Realm."
"You flatter me."
Yang Shao nodded. "In that case, shall we talk as we walk?"
Everyone nodded.
And so, Netherworld King and the others followed behind Yang Shao, heading toward the Kuyun Sect.
"Most of the Supervisory Temple’s missions boil down to two points... First, during the struggle for opportunities, we carry out the duty of supervision. Second, we purge evil cultivator forces."
Supervise the struggle for opportunities?
The tone is too grand.
The authority is too great.
Just from that sentence alone, one can feel how arrogant the Supervisory Temple is.
The fight over opportunities has always been survival of the fittest; even underhanded methods are considered normal.
Yet the Supervisory Temple can directly intervene in supervision...
Even Ning Chenxin couldn’t help but frown slightly.
Yang Shao paid no attention to the changes in Netherworld King and the others’ expressions, and kept speaking on his own. "This Kuyun Sect ranks at the bottom among the second-rate forces, yet its strength has skyrocketed in recent years. Some of their people’s combat power can directly rival the top of the second-rate forces. This speed is far too abnormal.
By coincidence, the cities and surrounding powers around the Kuyun Sect frequently see people disappearing, and there were even two sects that vanished outright...
Subsequent investigation revealed that the source was the Kuyun Sect. They’ve been using methods of absorbing cultivators’ blood essence and soul, and forcing dual cultivation, to increase their strength."
Blood extraction and soul stripping.
The methods of evil cultivators.
Yang Shao said, "When the time comes, a Supervisory Temple elder will be holding the line. Brother Mu, you all can just make your moves. Let the elder witness your strength, and then it won’t be difficult at all for me to recommend you into the Supervisory Temple."
As he spoke,
a mountain shrouded in drifting clouds appeared before them.
It looked suffused with immortal aura.
But in Ning Chenxin’s eyes, within that misty cloud and fog was the sound of ghosts wailing in anguish.
That was the sign of wronged souls come to claim lives!