Myriad Poisons Sect's Scheme: Destroy Qingyun!

Myriad Poisons Sect's Scheme: Destroy Qingyun!

Serpent Valley.

As its name implied, Serpent Valley was a place where poisonous creatures ran rampant. Once ordinary people entered, there was no chance of leaving alive.

The place was shrouded in heavy mist and dense miasma, deeply mysterious.

Yet to certain unusual people, it was a treasure ground, gathering those skilled in the use of poison.

The Myriad Poisons Sect had been founded within Serpent Valley.

The Myriad Poisons Sect's cultivation methods took an unorthodox path, using poison to enter the Dao.

Their techniques were swift, precise, sinister, and deadly. Once they struck, death or injury was inevitable. The sect's disciples revered the Poison Scripture as their holy text, studying and expanding upon it, while worshipping the Old Ancestor of Myriad Poisons as the Poison God.

"Useless!"

"A bunch of useless trash!"

At that moment, an enraged voice rang out from the Myriad Poisons Sect's main hall in the valley. Threads of terrifying bloody baleful aura seeped from within, making the place especially frightening.

"Bloodfiend Elder, please calm down."

Inside the Myriad Poisons Sect's main hall were four people. The gaunt old man seated at the highest position opened his eyes and looked at one of them as he spoke.

"Sect Leader, a mere Qingyun Sect disciple killed dozens of our Myriad Poisons Sect disciples, all with a single move."

"And the Ghost King Sect saw it all clearly. If they aren't useless trash, then what are they?"

The Myriad Poisons Sect elder, Bloodfiend Ancestor, was exceptionally furious.

So many people had surrounded a junior disciple of the Qingyun Sect, only to be wiped out in one fell swoop.

Their deaths were not the important part. This was a slap in the Myriad Poisons Sect's face.

The Myriad Poisons Sect was the strongest among the Demonic Cult's four major factions, but in recent years, the Ghost King Sect had shown signs of rising as well.

This time, the Myriad Poisons Sect had ambushed a Qingyun Sect junior, only to be easily counter-killed. Naturally, it had cost the Myriad Poisons Sect its face.

Upon hearing this, a dwarf-like man beside them flashed with cold light in his eyes.

This man was Baidu Zi, a renowned figure of the Myriad Poisons Sect.

"Sect Leader, that Qingyun Sect brat must be killed. Otherwise, it will be a disgrace to our Myriad Poisons Sect."

Bloodfiend Ancestor spoke again.

At those words, the Myriad Poisons Sect Leader, Poison God, darkened slightly. A trace of coldness appeared in his eyes.

"Wuyan, what do you think?"

Without making a decision, Poison God turned his gaze toward the young man beside him.

Qin Wuyan.

As Poison God's personal disciple, he was being groomed as the next Sect Leader of the Myriad Poisons Sect.

Hearing this, Qin Wuyan respectfully looked first at Bloodfiend Ancestor, then at Baidu Zi, the sect's other elder.

"Master, Bloodfiend Elder, Elder Bai."

"This junior believes that the Qingyun Sect brat truly ought to be killed, but we need to plan this carefully."

"According to what the Ghost King Sect said, this Qingyun Sect junior is quite formidable. He possesses a Daoist Technique known as Stasis Domain. Against ordinary Myriad Poisons Sect disciples, no matter how many we send, they will likely only be walking to their deaths."

"We need to send someone far stronger than that Qingyun Sect disciple to ensure that he is killed without fail."

As Qin Wuyan finished speaking,

Poison God nodded inwardly.

He had nurtured Qin Wuyan over the years precisely to make him the next Sect Leader of the Myriad Poisons Sect.

What a Sect Leader needed was not merely great strength, but also wisdom and decisiveness in times of danger. Qin Wuyan now seemed to possess some of those qualities.

Bloodfiend Ancestor and Baidu Zi pondered for a moment before nodding slightly.

Though Bloodfiend Ancestor was hot-tempered, he was not mindless.

That Qingyun Sect brat had easily slaughtered dozens of their Myriad Poisons Sect disciples, so his strength was clearly not weak. If they kept sending ordinary Myriad Poisons Sect disciples, would they not simply be sending them to their deaths?

"What do you two elders think?" Poison God looked toward them.

"I believe Young Master Wuyan makes sense. That brat is not weak. We truly need to send someone powerful to kill him."

Baidu Zi nodded slightly.

"I agree as well."

"I'll go personally. That Qingyun Sect brat is probably quite capable. Only if I act myself can I rest assured."

Bloodfiend Ancestor's bloody aura surged around him. He had clearly been truly enraged.

At those words, everyone present nodded slightly.

"Very well. Since Bloodfiend Elder intends to act, success will be guaranteed."

Poison God did not refuse.

Bloodfiend Ancestor was among the strongest experts in the Myriad Poisons Sect. Dealing with a junior should not be a problem.

"That Qingyun Sect brat is merely a minor matter."

"What we need to plan now is the great undertaking of our Demonic Cult."

As he spoke, a gleam flashed in Poison God's eyes. His aura surged forth, overwhelmingly powerful, as though it could suppress everything and stand invincible against all.

Poison God swept his gaze over everyone present before withdrawing his pressure and saying sternly, "Over the past century, we have been beaten into a miserable state by the Orthodox Path of the Central Plains. The Demonic Cult's four major factions have been nearly reduced to fleeing like rats beneath the Orthodox Path's pressure."

"In recent years, the strength of our Demonic Cult's four major factions has recovered well, and all have improved considerably. That is good news."

"Among the Orthodox Path, the Qingyun Sect is the strongest. As long as we crush it, the day when our Demonic Cult unifies the world will not be far off."

The moment these words were spoken,

the expressions of everyone present turned slightly crazed.

They had long found the Qingyun Sect unbearable.

In their eyes, during the great war between the Orthodox and Demonic Paths a century ago, if the Qingyun Sect had not relied on their overwhelming numbers, the Demonic Cult might not necessarily have lost.

This time, they could finally launch a counterattack against Qingyun once more!

Hearing this, Baidu Zi's expression grew even more frenzied as he said viciously, "Especially that bastard Wan Jianyi. I wish I could tear him apart alive, grind his bones to dust, and ensure he never reincarnates!"

Wan Jianyi.

A top expert of the Qingyun Sect a century ago, he had led people all the way into the Wilderness and pursued them until they had nearly fled in panic.

"You will not have that chance!"

"Wan Jianyi is already dead!"

At Baidu Zi's words, a smile appeared on Poison God's aged face.

The moment he said this, Bloodfiend Ancestor and Baidu Zi both stiffened, staring at Poison God with utter shock.

Dead?!

Wan Jianyi was dead?!

"According to the information I received, Wan Jianyi truly is dead. He died at the hands of his own people in the Qingyun Sect," Poison God said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Bloodfiend Ancestor and Baidu Zi became even more frenzied, their smiles wildly unrestrained.

"Good! Good riddance!"

"Without Wan Jianyi, the Qingyun Sect has lost one of its greatest fighting forces!"

Both of them were incomparably delighted by Wan Jianyi's death.

"Elders, although Wan Jianyi is dead, the strength of the Qingyun Sect and the Orthodox Path of the Central Plains must not be underestimated."

"This time, what we must plan is the complete destruction of the Qingyun Sect. That will require joining forces with several Sacred Cult factions—the Ghost King Sect, the Joyful Union Sect, and the Longevity Hall."

"When our plans succeed, it will be time to launch our full assault against the Qingyun Sect."

"Then, we will destroy the Qingyun Sect in one stroke."

Seeing the two men beside themselves with joy, Poison God reminded them.

After Poison God's reminder, the two came back to their senses. Though their expressions remained unrestrained, they had clearly sobered somewhat.

There was no helping it!

To the two of them, the name Wan Jianyi was practically a nightmare carved into their hearts.