Demonic Cultivator

The two of them pushed the door open and entered one after another, while Jiang Caiyan slowly rose and walked toward her seat.

"Cult Leader!"

"Cult Leader!"

With a thud!

Jie dropped to his knees, took the initiative to kowtow, and said, "Cult Leader, your great kindness helped me avenge the murder of my father and mother. Jie is so grateful that tears fill my eyes. Ten thousand deaths could not repay it. From now on, I will surely serve loyally at the Cult Leader's side, following you through life and death."

Black Robe stood to one side, his brow lifting. This kid knew how to give thanks, and knew how to say so many words too!

Truly rare!

Jiang Caiyan turned her head and said coolly, "You need not be grateful to me. I helped you wipe out your enemies entirely because they were courting death. If they were not killed, the Blood Moon Cult's location would have been exposed again."

On the day of year's end, Jie had returned wounded, his assassination attempt having failed and himself heavily injured. The reason he had been able to come back was that the other side had let out a line to fish.

If Jiang Caiyan had not been extremely vigilant and discovered the people who had come to tail him, the Blood Moon Cult's hidden location would have been exposed again. When the cleansing came, no one would help them.

Moreover, she had also grown weary of rushing about and migrating everywhere.

Originally, she had only wanted to deal with the people who came, but according to what one of them described, someone had already sent the route over.

Just two days ago, a group of people had gone deep into the forest in a reckless attempt to find the