Under the flickering oil lamps, in the dim yellow light of the room, Xiang Yang sat at a wooden table in one corner, a sheet covered in writing pinched between his fingers as he sank into thought over a particular name.
During the day, he had caught Blood Spirit Child off guard with the Blood Refinement techniques from the Heavenly Demon Strategy, badly injuring his vital energy. Afterward, Six Yin Ancestor had played the good man, using half the Blood Pill he had refined to bestow a favor upon Blood Spirit Child, and the gathering had come to an end.
No, to be precise, it had ended for Xiang Yang. What followed was a discussion among that group on how to scheme against and kill the red-robed experts of the Divine Constable Gate. Since they guarded against him, Zheng Chuan had called him away midway through.
What he held was a list compiled by Six Yin Superior's lineage, recording some hidden experts in Shang Commandery. Quite a few had received Liu Yin's invitation but had not come. Liu Yin meant for him to make a move, seek them out one by one and subdue them. If that proved impossible, he was to slaughter them instead, killing a chicken to frighten the monkeys.
Compared with the Five Ghosts and the others, who were going to directly clash with the red-robed innate experts of the Divine Constable Gate, Xiang Yang's assignment was far safer. Its only drawback was that he would have to run all over the place, spending more time on the road.
Yet that was not a problem for Xiang Yang. He had never intended to be Liu Yin's dog. What he had done today was merely forced by the circumstances, a temporary expedient.
After all, Liu Yin had cultivated