The Deputy Cult Master sized him up and down with a strange look.
A Foundation Establishment Realm spy... was that level enough?
Li Xuanxiao saw the suspicion in his eyes and immediately said,
"You may not know this, Deputy Cult Master, but Shu Mountain is a solid iron plate. It is exceedingly difficult to breach. Every cultivator who can enter Shu Mountain has a bright future ahead of him and is filled with hope for his path of cultivation."
"Then what happened to you?" the Deputy Cult Master asked doubtfully.
"This disciple cultivated for many years without ever breaking through to Foundation Establishment. In despair, I happened to come into contact with the Death Cult and felt the power of the Death Immortal. Only then did I decide to abandon the light for the dark."
The Deputy Cult Master nodded thoughtfully.
He spoke with the Cult Master within the lake of his heart.
"Cult Master, is this man reliable?"
"Extremely reliable!" the Cult Master transmitted solemnly.
Hiss—someone the Cult Master trusted this much?
The Deputy Cult Master raised his brow slightly.
The Cult Master could not help sinking into his memories.
"..."
For a time, the Death Cult Master had been deeply troubled.
He had discovered that there seemed to be far too many talents at the job market lately.
As the master of the Death Cult, spreading the teachings of the Death Immortal naturally required believers.
But believers varied wildly in quality, and they often became a burden instead.
Like the many evil cults and demonic cults, the Death Cult screened its followers through interviews.
Yet for some reason, in recent times—
The many Rogue Cultivators at the job market seemed to have suddenly seen the light. Every one of them spoke pleasantly and possessed a grasp of the