Worm Sect's Past, Rebirth from Filth?

Chen Luo and Mr. Sanshan remained noncommittal toward Xiao Qingfang's warning.

With matters like this, you threaten me and I threaten you. Nothing ever comes of it.

Mouthing off solved no problems.

In the end, strength still had to speak.

Thus, Chen Luo and Mr. Sanshan locked their gazes firmly onto Xiao Qingfang.

Although she was certainly not a Transcendent, she had been personally nurtured by the Qilin Emperor and was a woman who had survived after falling out with the Martial Emperor. She could not be underestimated.

Seeing this, Xiao Qingfang merely gave a cold laugh, her gaze settling on Chen Luo once more.

"The greatest mistake our sect ever made was failing to kill you at all costs after you lost your Martial Dao Literary Heart. Then we wouldn't be plagued by so many troubles today."

Chen Luo said calmly, "There's an old saying in the mortal realm: a thousand pieces of gold can't buy hindsight."

"Among those who think the same way as you, there are probably eight or ten thousand, even if there aren't ten thousand."

"So you'll have to get in line."

"Still, looking back on certain matters now, you needn't use this to console yourself. Even if you truly had planned to kill me, could your Worm Sect have done it?"

Xiao Qingfang furrowed her brow slightly. "What do you mean?"

Chen Luo smiled faintly. "To investigate you, I studied your sect's actions over the years inside and out, and discovered an interesting phenomenon."

"Over the past thirty years, the movements of your Worm Sect's upper echelons have decreased considerably. In particular, your First Rank combatants have all but vanished."

"At first, I thought you were merely lying low."

"But judging from the Martial Emperor's corpse now, your top combatants were probably all recalled