No Mocking Allowed

Yu Ziqing had originally planned to leave directly, but when he heard that a spy from the Shadow Division had also infiltrated the camp, he got an idea.

He went to do his work, letting the professionals from the Shadow Division clean up the scene. He was sure they wouldn't leave any clues that could trace back to him.

Even if, in a worst-case scenario, people from the White Sun Evil Sacrifice found something, they would only think that the clean-up was too thorough for a spy from the Great Li's Shadow Division, or perhaps it was the Faceless Men from Great Zhen.

How could an ordinary Body Cultivator like him have the ability to clean up a scene so perfectly?

"Young Master, do you really know that method?" Cècè couldn't help but ask on the way to the rear of the camp. She was quite surprised.

"How could I possibly know?" Yu Ziqing shook his head decisively.

How could he possibly know how to restore Su Li's arm? He didn't even know how Su Li's arm was severed, nor did he know what kind of pills to use for such a situation.

"He probably won't like my method. It doesn't matter if I don't know the normal methods, but I know who knows how to restore it for him at a low cost, and there's more than one way. I didn't lie to him either. I never lie about what I say when I cooperate."

Cècè smiled slightly and nodded.

"Young Master is right. Young Master truly never lies when cooperating. If he lies, he won't cooperate."

Yu Ziqing took Cècè and Wu Shuangge to the rear of the camp, to a house where those cultists lived. They were the real believers, not like the unproductive chanting machines outside.

After Yu Ziqing left, Su Li quietly peeked out from the shadows of a thatched hut.

He looked into the distance with a hint of silence, lost in thought.

Although the other party's behavior always gave him a sense of mental instability, he didn't think the other party was stupid.

He even felt that the other party said those words precisely because they knew he might run away or secretly follow to eavesdrop.

He considered himself a good judge of character. That person named Qing Ziyu spoke with great confidence. Su Li felt that this Qing Ziyu currently had a ready method to restore his left arm, but judging from his words, it wasn't a proper method.

Moreover, the other party was so confident that they weren't afraid of him running away. If he ran, Qing Ziyu would continue doing what he was doing now. Running away would be his own loss.

Su Li stood in the shadows and pondered for a long time. Looking at his missing left arm, he suppressed the urge to escape. Trying it out couldn't hurt.

Ever since he lost his left arm in the Wasteland due to the White Sun heretic path, he knew his value in the Shadow Division had greatly diminished. The subsequent outcome was the same; his previous accumulated merits were far from enough to exchange for even the lowest-grade Severing and Continuing Pill.

The Shadow Division did not entertain sob stories.

He had to find a way himself.

This trip to Great Zhen was partly to investigate intelligence, ideally to uncover some earth-shattering information and achieve great merit, and partly to seek revenge against the White Sun heretic path.

After a moment of thought, Su Li quietly melted back into the shadows, preparing to clean the scene. In this regard, he was indeed professional enough.

Yu Ziqing, with Cècè, swaggered and kicked open the gate of the compound.

These cultists had extremely poor vigilance; they didn't seem to fear any trouble.

Two night guards leaned against the wall, drunk and fast asleep. Before they could even open their eyes, Yu Ziqing struck them down with a palm each, killing them on the spot.

Cècè floated in and began searching for any valuable intelligence – letters, books, various records, everything.

A moment later, seven or eight cultists gathered in the large central house.

Yu Ziqing took them to the side rooms one by one to interrogate them. These guys didn't know the meaning of backbone, and their so-called piety was a joke. A couple of slaps were enough to make them spill everything.

This also began to verify Yu Ziqing's judgment: the lower their status, the more severe the brainwashing. The lowest level were completely brainwashed chanting machines.

After questioning three, the fourth was the meal-distributing cultist.

"How many more of your people are in the city? Where are they?"

"There are two more in the City Lord's Mansion; they are of higher status than us and have third-tier strength." The meal-distributing cultist was very honest, as the three before him had already come out alive and must have confessed.

"When will that Priest arrive?"

"We don't know the whereabouts of the Priest. He was supposed to arrive today, but yesterday we received a letter saying his arrival was postponed by a day or two."

After a short while, Yu Ziqing gave up. These guys didn't know much; they only knew their own tasks. They didn't know any important intelligence.

Their task here was to screen the most devout cultists. If it was a whole family, it was even better. And if the head of the family was a woman, that was even better.

After getting the information, Yu Ziqing looked at Wu Shuangge beside him.

"Gege, go tear his stinky mouth apart."

Wu Shuangge didn't hesitate at all and walked over to do as he was told. The cultist wanted to scream, but for some reason, he couldn't.

"I've tolerated this guy for days, calling me a fool every single day."

"Gege, remember this: from now on, like this time, when we're doing important things, we can tolerate it first. If we can't beat them, we'll just note it down. But after the important task is done, or when we can beat them, whoever calls you a fool, you go tear their mouth apart. Cècè and I have never called you a fool, and you are not a fool. It's even more unacceptable for outsiders to mock you like this."

Yu Ziqing's eyes flashed with killing intent. He had wanted to kill this meal-distributing cultist on the spot on the first day.

From the moment Wu Shuangge dug out the hole and brought him his most precious rotten soup for him to eat, Yu Ziqing would not allow anyone to call Wu Shuangge a fool.

He just hadn't grown up yet; he was already trying his best to learn.

He knew that eliminating these cultists before moving to the next location would have no impact on the overall situation, yet he still wanted to kill them. This was because when he had the ability, he couldn't hold back any longer.

Leaving like this would leave him feeling unfulfilled.

Clearing out this den, if the heretics chase us, let them. It's even better that way, it won't disrupt their rhythm, and I can follow the trail.

Yu Ziqing patted Wu Shuangge's head. This silly, lovable guy was just carrying out his mission, completely unaware of how he was being humiliated daily by this meal-distributing cultist.

Wu Shuangge might not feel it, might not care, but Yu Ziqing felt it, and he couldn't let it slide.

"Remembered?"

"Remembered." Wu Shuangge nodded blankly, understanding some parts and not others, but it didn't stop him from remembering the words and doing as told.

A moment later, Yu Ziqing, carrying a pile of information collected by Cècè, walked out of the courtyard. The thatched huts remained eerily silent, almost dead. The civilians were so exhausted that even if there was a commotion at night, they wouldn't wake up.

From the moment they entered this place, they were already ruined. Now, if they opened the granaries and burned the scriptures, the first ones to stop them would likely be these civilians.

Yu Ziqing sighed. What he thought was good might not necessarily be considered good by others.

Su Li didn't escape. He had already done various cleanup tasks outside. When he entered the courtyard and saw the corpses inside, he still felt a headache coming on.

If he had acted, he certainly wouldn't have been so crude. This would only make the cleanup more difficult.

Body cultivators were truly troublesome, troublesome in every sense of the word.

However, there was also an advantage. Because the number of low-level body cultivators was truly large, being beaten to death with fists and kicks was not easily investigated. Add a weapon, and it was basically impossible to investigate; even an ordinary person could do it.

Su Li muttered to himself, but his actions didn't slacken in the slightest. His professionalism was beyond doubt.

After Su Li finished, Yu Ziqing also went to clean up the cultists in the City Lord's Mansion. He came back and peeked inside. He himself couldn't find any trace of his actions. Moreover, the bodies weren't disposed of; it just looked like a completely unfamiliar murder scene.

After leaving the city, in less than the time it takes for half a stick of incense to burn, Su Li emerged from underground.

"Is it okay to leave the bodies?" Yu Ziqing asked, then added after a moment's thought, "I'm not suspicious, I'm just purely curious."

"Not leaving the bodies would be more troublesome. Don't worry, they won't trace it back to us, they won't even investigate." Su Li was very confident.

Inside the city, flames were rising, and then the flames quickly extinguished. Su Li nodded, full of confidence.

"Let's go. There will be absolutely no problems this time."

"Us? You want to come with us?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to cooperate? I guess you're going to find trouble with these heretics. It just so happens that I also have a grudge against them. Besides, if I don't follow you, how will I get the information I want?"

"You can leave an address. I have acquaintances in Great Li, and I'll have them help deliver it to you then."

"No, I'm following you." Su Li was very firm.

This made Yu Ziqing a little curious. This guy had been hesitant before, looking like he was about to run at any moment, but now he had a change of heart?

However, if Su Li was willing to follow along, then let him. As long as he dared to come out and be active, he wasn't afraid of being seen, especially by people from Great Li.

Having a professional scout follow along made things easier, and Su Li's intelligence was also quite substantial.

After they left, a day later.

A Grand Priest, accompanied by a Joy Lantern Priest, arrived at the location.

The camp still maintained a strange atmosphere. Not a single cultist was visible, yet the people in the thatched huts were still chanting scriptures.

The Joy Lantern Priest investigated the courtyard and, upon seeing the charred corpses, didn't look at them again. The Grand Priest, on the other hand, hadn't come here at all from beginning to end; he had been observing the thatched hut area the entire time.

Looking at the numb believers, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Which family is the most devout?"

The Grand Priest asked slowly.

Immediately, two families rushed out: Sister-in-law Li's family and another family of three.

Upon seeing each other, Sister-in-law Li's eyes trembled slightly, and her expression turned somewhat ferocious. She took out the wooden splinter that had stabbed her daughter from her sleeve and lunged at the other family.

The wooden splinter pierced the other person's chest. Sister-in-law Li's ferocity did not diminish, and with a ferocious roar, she shouted.

"White Dog, what are you looking at!"

White Dog jolted and quickly rushed out, helping Sister-in-law Li stab the other family of three to death right in front of the Grand Priest.

White Dog's hands trembled as he unconsciously recited scriptures, while Sister-in-law Li, covered in blood, stood trembling, muttering like she was possessed.

"My family is the most devout, my family can eat porridge where chopsticks stand upright, my family can eat fatty meat..."

And the Grand Priest, who had been watching the spectacle with his hands tucked away, smiled wider and wider. He reached out, slowly applauded, and loudly congratulated.

"Congratulations, you have proven your devotion to the Holy Mother. Your entire family can come with me."