Zhou Yi heard this and felt a faint suspicion stir in his heart.
"Is the sect sending Senior Brother to Ji Province to eliminate demons?"
"More or less."
Jiang Kang chuckled. "If this Old Daoist can drag an Old Devil down to the grave with him before he dies, then this life will have been well worth it!"
Zhou Yi was silent for a long while before saying, "Senior Brother came from a Rogue Cultivator background. Why risk your life like this, only to endure the slander of those direct disciples?"
Jiang Kang made it sound easy, but even if he could lure a demonic True Lord into the Dan Ding Sect's prearranged ambush, killing him would be exceedingly difficult. The odds were not even one or two in ten.
Should he fail, the Old Devil would capture Jiang Kang and refine him into a demonic treasure, leaving him to suffer the agony of his Spirit Soul being burned for centuries or millennia.
"I am the sect's Rogue Cultivator!"
"At worst, I'll detonate my Spirit Soul. Your senior brother still has that much ability!"
Jiang Kang said, "I should have left already, but I deliberately waited for you to return. After spending more than half a year together, I've found that Junior Brother has a mild and detached temperament, yet you are truly a good person."
Zhou Yi sighed. "Senior Brother overpraises me. There are simply things I refuse to do."
"There are things you refuse to do. This Old Daoist did not misjudge you!"
Jiang Kang had cultivated for nearly two hundred years and had seen cultivators of every stripe. There were only those with lesser desires and those with greater desires; very few could remain unmoved when a supreme treasure lay before their eyes.
"Junior Brother, as this