When they had first met, she had been hunted down by an unknown Evil Cultivator. At the critical moment, Qiu Tian had stepped forward, not only slaying that Evil Cultivator but also giving her his Storage Bag, giving her the foundation she needed to establish herself in the demonic path.
It had all been fake? The times he had risked his life to save her in secret realms, those vows of mountains and seas—they had all been lies meant to deceive her?
Wait, inside that Evil Cultivator's Storage Bag... that heaven-tier manual inside the Storage Bag... Bai Ling suddenly connected it to the side effects that had remained ever since she began cultivating that demonic art.
Bai Ling looked at Qiu Tian in disbelief, then slowly turned her gaze toward Bai Lan. Her voice trembled as she spoke. "That heaven-tier demonic art... was that part of your scheme too?"
"Everything was the sect leader's arrangement." Qiu Tian nodded faintly, like a merciless answering machine.
"I am very pleased that you cultivated that demonic art of unknown origin without the slightest suspicion."
Bai Lan patted Bai Ling on the shoulder, her tone filled with emotion. "There are far too many people in the cultivation world who deceive and scheme against one another. Only when I met the two of you could I snatch your Storage Bags without using my brain and feel completely at ease. Among my enemies, Bai Ling, you truly are the easiest one to deal with."
Long Aotian at least possessed Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, so she still had to use spiritual power to crush him. But Bai Ling, at the first layer of the Qi Refining stage...
Looking at Bai Ling before her, who had turned deathly pale and coughed up blood from severe injuries merely because