Chapter 572 - Chapter 572: 520

Chapter 572: 520

“Has Pei Xuanjing always been so domineering?” Wang Changqing asked Yang Yongxiu who stood before him.

Wang Changqing, a powerful figure from the Hell Demon Sect of the Demonic Way in Sky Wasteland, initially had a Spirit Realm Sixth Level strength. However, he suffered significant injuries during his journey to the Ancestral Land, along with the rejection from Heaven and Earth, which limited him to exhibit only Fourth Level power in the Spiritual Realm.

If it weren’t for his grievous injuries, he wouldn’t have spared the life of Xue Wuheng of the Demonic Cult when he struck initially.

No one expected Xue Wuheng, who appeared low-key all these years, to also have Fourth Level power in the Spiritual Realm in such a short time. Regardless of how he achieved it, from the moment he fought back, Wang Changqing realized he had underestimated the strength of the Ancestral Land’s powerhouses.

This mistaken move made Wang Changqing consecutively fall into a state of decline, injured by Xue Wuheng who seized the opportunity. He was then forced to alter his plans, escaping with Yang Yongxiu to establish a new stronghold for the Demonic Cult.

“Pei Xuanjing has been very low-key all these years, but no one dares to underestimate him. No one thinks that cultivating his morality and nature will change his character.” A murderous glint flickered in Yang Yongxiu’s eyes as he spoke gravely.

All blame lies with Pei Xuanjing. If it were not for Pei Xuanjing’s attack on his father, which disrupted his father’s plans and led to the downfall of his family, he would not have been reduced to barely surviving.

Yes, barely surviving.

Although the present Yang Yongxiu is rising to prominence as a powerful figure of the Demonic Way in the eyes of many, commanding numerous strong followers, he sees himself as utterly distraught, like a homeless stray dog barely clinging to life.

If Yang Yongxiu was initially a person of insignificance, he would not feel wronged to have his current status and power, instead, he would feel proud of all he possesses.

Sadly, that is not the case. The comparison made it harder to bear.

Yang Yongxiu was of high standing before, his father was the leading minister, high-ranking in the court. He himself was from a prestigious background, a top scholar with unlimited potential.

But the appearance of Pei Xuanjing has reduced him to his current state. How could he possibly feel well?

After all, as powerful as the Demonic Cult is, it’s still considered heretical.

However, despite his deep-seated hatred for Pei Xuanjing, Yang Yongxiu’s evaluation of him is very clear, completely devoid of personal feelings.

He is brimming with wisdom and intelligence, otherwise, he wouldn’t have made it this far under such challenging circumstances.

As for Pei Xuanjing, his arch-enemy, it is precisely because of his intense hatred that he dare not underestimate him.

“So…” Wang Changqing fell silent.

In fact, he already had a thorough understanding of this first-rate powerhouse and invincible National Master, Pei Xuanjing, from the very beginning of his arrival in the Ancestral Land.

“In that case, we can only lay low for now.” Wang Changqing sighed deeply, his decision surprising Yang Yongxiu somewhat, “I was wondering how to persuade you to lay low.”

Having known this powerful figure from Sky Wasteland’s Demonic Way for some time, Yang Yongxiu always found him to be a man born for the demonic way—ruthless, decisive, cold-blooded, and arrogantly proud.

So when he heard him ask, he thought he intended to confront directly and prepared to persuade him to lie low instead.

Wang Changqing scoffed and said, “Despite their swagger, people of the Demonic Way know who they can provoke and who they cannot. Naive fools can’t survive in the Demonic Way—they’re dead already.”

Though people of the Demonic Way seem outrageously arrogant, they are actually the most savvy among all the forces in the world. They top the list when it comes to adapting to circumstances and playing along.

The Demonic Way is condemned by all, intolerable to many on the Righteous Path. If not for the threat of the Demon Race, the human race’s Righteous Path would have eliminated these followers of the Demonic Way, despite their reluctancy to harm themselves. Even so, the Righteous Path still suppresses the Demonic Way.

Aside from threats from the Righteous Path, the Demonic Way itself has significant problems. After all, it is a group of cultivators that are not tolerated by the Righteous Path. Unlike the Righteous Path adhering to surface-level manners and etiquette, the Demonic Way is full of naked survival of the fittest—mighty prevail, the weak can only obey or perish.

Such an environment cultivated the Demonic Cultivator’s supreme ability, or instinct, to see which way the wind blows and curry favor with others.

“Pei Xuanjing is currently the strongest here in the Ancestral Land. Since I can’t resist him, I just have to obey and dodge.” Wang Changqing stated indifferently.

Pei Xuanjing announcing this information at this moment indicated that he wanted to intimidate the returned people from the Sky Wasteland, aiming for a strawman effect. Regardless that he was now being pursued by the young Xue Wuheng, even if he were undefeated, he wouldn’t foolishly provoke a Sixth-Level powerhouse. Even if the other party is just stepping into the Sixth Level, a Seventh Level Spiritual Realm powerhouse is not someone he can offend at present.

As he said this, he looked at Yang Yongxiu solemnly and said, “Our current alliance is to counter Xue Wuheng and the Demonic Cult. I will not interfere in your grievances with Pei Xuanjing, so don’t think of dragging me into it. Otherwise, when the day comes, the first person I will kill is you.”

Wang Changqing issued a warning to Yang Yongxiu, knowing that even though he belonged to the Hell Demon Sect, one of Sky Wasteland’s top forces and himself had Spirit Realm Sixth Level strength, following the Demonic Cult’s style, they would not unnecessarily provoke a Spirit Realm Seventh-Level powerhouse. And he shared the same mindset.

Their cooperation with Yang Yongxiu is just to counter Xue Wuheng and the Demonic Cult, nothing more.

Yang Yongxiu’s face was impassive, his thoughts inscrutable. He merely said coldly, “I understand.”

He never expected these people to revenge for him. If he were the previous Yang Yongxiu, he might have considered relying on others. But after years of countless hard knocks, Yang Yongxiu would no longer harbor such naive thoughts.

If Pei Xuanjing were just an ordinary cultivator, Wang Changqing might have chosen to help him take revenge in order to win him over. But now that Pei Xuanjing is an existence he can’t provoke, how could he take on such a matter?

“That’s good!” Wang Changqing nodded satisfactorily.

Unless necessary, he certainly did not wish to provoke a Seventh Level Powerhouse of the Spiritual Realm, particularly without sufficient compensation.

Best if Yang Yongxiu acknowledges this; otherwise, don’t blame him for acting regardless of how unpleasant the result may be for both parties.

“Given the current situation, we can no longer stand up against them directly. We can only choose to lay low. Do you have any good places to go?” Wang Changqing asked aloud.

A glint of brightness flashed through the deep eyes of Yang Yongxiu at his words. He slowly uttered, “There is one place we can go to which is securely hidden. Xue Wuheng will never think of it.”

“Where?”

“The place my father ventured into, the Forbidden Place in our Blessed Land.” Yang Yongxiu recalled this place.

Previously, his father, Blood Demon Yang Tinghe, found some secrets in this forbidden Blessed Land and chose to renounce his power in the Blood Demon Sect, willingly infiltrating the Great Ming Court for decades.