Her Ten Thousand Souls... Bah! Her Human Emperor Banner~

Looking at the 950 kilograms of gold that had arrived instantly (automatically transferred from the group's public storage to the group owner's private storage, ready to be withdrawn at any time), along with 650 points, Chu Yao nodded in satisfaction.

Done! She had enough for Hogwarts tuition, living expenses, spending money, and even strange magical materials, at least for the time being!

She might even have enough to support her sect a little?

Well, it looked like she wouldn't be short of resources to trade for quite a while... right?

She glanced at the group members who were still joking around, then closed the group chat interface, keeping her deeds and name hidden.

It was time to work out how to exchange all that gold for currency she could use in the magical world.

Having sent those hungry group members packing—or rather, having earned enough from them—Chu Yao closed the group chat interface, which was still flashing incessantly, as though someone was still wailing about failing to get any pills.

At last, silence returned to the cave abode. Only the luminous pearl in the corner gave off a soft glow, illuminating the simple markings on the stone walls.

She stretched, her bones making faint popping sounds, and prepared to begin her daily session of seated cultivation, a routine she never skipped.

However, when she habitually sank her divine sense into her sea of consciousness, preparing to examine the circulation within, its "gaze" was drawn involuntarily to the object floating at the center of her sea of consciousness. It gave off a faint black aura, yet was closely bound to her soul.

It was her lifebound magic treasure, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Shrunk countless times over, the banner fluttered without wind in her sea of consciousness. Countless shadowy forms of twisted, wailing souls could vaguely be seen rising and sinking across its black surface, giving off a chilling cold and baleful aura that made the heart tremble.

If she had brought it out in the cultivation world of her previous life, righteous cultivators for a hundred miles around would have treated it as a grave threat, grabbing their weapons to come and "slay the demon and defend the Dao."

But now...

Chu Yao stared at the imposing Ten Thousand Souls Banner and once again let out a deep, heavy sigh. It was even more mournful and drawn-out than the one she had let out upon learning she was only level one.

Alas... her old companion... It had been with her for two lifetimes, endured so much hardship, and swallowed so many souls. It had finally begun to look the part of a supreme demonic path treasure, only to end up in this place... A hero with no chance to prove its worth!

Her thoughts drifted, filled with regret and a trace of... lingering resentment.

Just look at this! Damn heavens! This damned heavenly Dao!

Why couldn't it have sent me here a few decades earlier?!

What would it have been like if I'd transmigrated a few decades earlier?

That bunch of Japanese... Tsk, tsk. Their crimes were too numerous to list!

They were practically walking, mass-produced "top-grade soul materials"! I wouldn't even have needed to refine them deliberately. Just toss them into the banner, and they'd be high-quality clients, complete with blood feuds and resentment reaching the heavens!

She could almost see the wonderful scene: she, Chu Yao, supreme master of the demonic path, wielding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and sweeping those deeply sinful souls into it as though harvesting crops. With their monstrous sins and the resentment of countless compatriots who had died unjustly as a catalyst, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner would surely undergo a qualitative leap, evolving from a demonic weapon that devoured living beings into the Human Emperor Banner, bearing the blood and tears of humanity and cleansing the world of sin!

When that time came, how could there still be any black or baleful aura on the Human Emperor Banner?

It would surely shine with golden light and boundless merit!

It might even have more merit than those bald donkeys in the West had accumulated!

The golden light of merit would be so bright I couldn't keep my eyes open as I walked!

Even the heavenly Dao would have to give me a banner inscribed with "Punisher of evil, pillar of humanity"!

Just imagine, using the most authentic demonic path methods while surrounded by the most dazzling golden light of merit. How cool would that be!

How contradictory, yet harmonious!

Even a heavenly tribulation would probably hesitate before striking. Should it smite me or reward me?

What a shame, what a shame!

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