Fifteen First-tier Esoteric Cultists sacrificed One Second-tier Esoteric Cultist sacrificed Obtained 5 Life Points. Received the 'The Newborn' title bonus, increasing it to 5.5 Life Points. Affected by the Red Moon, increased to 7 Life Points. Can be converted into a Low-tier blessing.
The Red Moon smeared blood-colored moonlight across half the sky.
Miss Enya drove the carriage, its hooves crushing the thin frost along the mountain path as it sped through the night toward the plains. Ansu sat in the back of the carriage, holding a map and calculating their route.
"The following route goes five kilometers east. There will be a river, and north of it, a cave."
Drawing on memories from his previous life, Ansu accurately named the Esoteric Cultists' location. "There are thirty Esoteric Cultists inside, ready for harvest."
Sure enough, taking the initiative was faster for leveling up!
His wait for the Red Moon night had not been in vain.
It was nine o'clock at night.
Ansu had spent only an hour wiping out a small Esoteric Cultist stronghold and gaining a blessing worth 7 Life Points.
According to his plan, he would wipe out every small stronghold within ten kilometers of the city-state tonight.
Miss Enya was still not surprised that Ansu could precisely identify the Esoteric Cultists' locations. She simply carried out his orders loyally, without question.
In Miss Maid's heart, nothing her Young Master did needed to be questioned.
She flicked the whip and turned the carriage around. Before long, they found the river. Cold moonlight blanketed its surface, shimmering in rippling fragments.
Following the river east, they indeed found another cave. Firelight blazed within, accompanied now and then by children's cries and screams.
All of them were children with exceptionally strong Dark Elements.
But they were not Children of Curse. At most, they could be called Children of Darkness.
A Child of Curse was born alongside death. Their Dark Elements were so overwhelmingly powerful that they seemed to enter this world under a curse.
Only one Child of Curse could emerge from a thousand Children of Darkness—like Ansu.
But even if they were not Children of Curse, an excess of Dark Elements within their bodies was enough to make these children suffer discrimination, abandonment, trafficking, and kidnapping.
The following events were very simple.
Ansu put on a human-skin mask and walked straight into the cave, shouting, "Brother Xian Zong is here!"
Just as the process dictated, he was led into the cave, brought onto the altar, and then sacrificed.
In the end—
"You can't fucking do this!"
"I refuse to accept this!"
"I was sacrificed by a little brat!"
"Great Mother Goddess of Life, I'm your believer!"
Ansu paid no attention to the cries of shattered faith from the Esoteric Cultists ringing in his ears.
Fifteen First-tier Esoteric Cultists sacrificed One Second-tier Esoteric Cultist sacrificed Obtained 8 Life Points. Affected by the title 'The Newborn' and the Red Moon, obtained 11.2 Life Points. Total: 18.2 Life Points
This was how it should be done!
This was how leveling up should be done!
As for the little brats he had rescued, Ansu had plans for them too.
These children were all orphans—unwanted and unloved orphans with considerable talent for darkness. To Ansu, they were a reserve of future talent.
When he needed to cultivate a loyal army in the future, or needed secret attendants, these children would come in handy.
He could leave them to Enya for training.
So Ansu told them all to go to Morningstar Manor. Someone would take them in there, and at the very least, they would have cake to eat every day.
After the Holy See's Saints purged an Esoteric Cultist stronghold, most cursed children would simply be disposed of on the spot.
They were not children of nobles. They were orphans abandoned by their parents. No one cared about them.
They could simply claim that the children had been killed by the Esoteric Cultists. No one would investigate.
Even if they returned alive, they would still be kidnapped later and still be sacrificed. Their sacrifices would then strengthen the Esoteric Cultists. In turn, if the Esoteric Cultists grew too strong, they would overthrow the church.
To the Holy See, Children of Darkness were a double-edged sword.
They simply did not conduct large-scale purges under normal circumstances.
They would not kill cursed children in the city—the first reason was the need to consider public opinion. The Holy See had to maintain its sacred and great image.
The second reason was even more important: they had to leave some children for the Esoteric Cultists to sacrifice and use to level up.
Without sacrificial offerings, the Esoteric Cultists' levels would remain low. Killing low-level Esoteric Cultists gave the Saints very few Faith Points.
The Esoteric Cultists could not be allowed to become too powerful, but neither could they be allowed to become too weak.
The number of Children of Darkness could not be too great, but they could not all be killed either. They had to be kept within an appropriate range, like livestock being raised.
—That was the Radiant Holy See.
The great and sacred Radiant Holy See, the lofty Saints—this was their unspoken rule.
Ansu's thoughts returned to the present. He checked the time. It was exactly midnight, and the blood moon overhead was at its most brilliant.
There was still plenty of time. On to the next one!
He swung himself directly onto the horse and did not bother riding in the carriage anymore.
After receiving the Baptism blessing of the Mother Goddess of Life, Ansu's body could now ride perfectly. He cracked the whip, and the fine horse let out a thunderous neigh as it raced eastward.
"Open up! The Holy See is here to spread warmth!"
Two in the morning.
"Mother Goddess of Desire and the Moon."
"Your devout believer, Ansu Morningstar, offers you a gift."
"I invite you to dine with me!"
Ten First-tier Cultists sacrificed One Second-tier Cultist sacrificed Obtained 3 Life Points
Two-thirty in the morning, next one!
"Mother Goddess of Desire and the Moon."
"Your devout—"
"I invite you to dine with me!"
Thirteen First-tier Esoteric Cultists sacrificed One Second-tier Esoteric Cultist sacrificed Obtained
Three in the morning, next one!
Sacrificed
The more he sacrificed, the more energetic Ansu became.
His movements grew quicker and more smooth and flowing. Wherever he went, he sacrificed. He truly carried out the great teachings of the Mother Goddess of Life to the letter, while also properly putting the Holy See's demon-purging spirit into practice—fast, precise, and ruthless.
Corpses littered the road, and tears and mucus flowed everywhere. Wherever the horse's hooves passed, there were only the wails of Esoteric Cultists.
Enter the door, tell the children to close their eyes and cover their ears, then sacrifice.
His seamless combo flowed naturally, without wasting even a moment.
He strictly kept the sacrificial time at every stronghold within half an hour, never exceeding it by even one minute.
Even Enya's pace in cleaning up the scene and destroying evidence became a calm assembly line.
Every Esoteric Cultist they encountered began to doubt their faith, even the meaning of their lives:
Great Mother Goddess of Life, how could you be so easily lured away by this little brat?
Are you into little boys?
All the way, it was nothing but "I invite you to dine with me." Who knew how many dinners he had shared with the Mother Goddess of Desire along the way? Even a pig would have been stuffed by now.
After giving this other world a tiny taste of Chinese exam-drilling shock, Ansu now gave it a tiny taste of Chinese leveling-up shock.
Even Enya, who had always remained unruffled, was somewhat stunned. She blinked. "Is the Mother Goddess of Life such an easy girl?"
"They're all good Girls." Ansu grinned, bright as sunshine.
Enya felt that compared to those middle-aged men in hooded robes and gleaming golden masks, her master's outfit made him look more like someone running a cult.
Fake Esoteric Cultists: lecherous expressions, timid and furtive, past middle age, wearing hoods and golden masks, with hollow, vacant eyes.
Real Esoteric Cultists: sunny and bright, open and natural, flowers of the nation, wearing cotton trousers and a padded coat, with clear eyes full of top-student confidence!
But whatever Ansu was like had nothing to do with Enya. She only needed to do her job well.
"Master, dawn is coming."
Enya burned the Esoteric Cultists' remains, erased the traces, then took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood splattered across Ansu's cheek. "Should we continue?"
The blood-red color of the moon in the sky had already faded. Thin, cold moonlight lay over the clouds like frost, growing ever paler—the first white light of dawn was already visible on the horizon.
"All Esoteric Cultist strongholds within ten kilometers have been cleaned out."
Comparing the map, Ansu still wore a radiant smile. "There are three Red Moon nights. We'll continue tomorrow night."
What bad intentions could Brother Xian Zong possibly have?
He was only doing it for fun, for joy.
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