A Heart That Cherished Talent
A night passed, and the sky was clear and bright.
The "Blood Demon Sect Master," noble and elegant before others, rose reluctantly.
The taste of last night had been exquisite, leaving her unsatisfied. More importantly, her master had acknowledged her.
"Master, the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect has been very restless lately."
"Several of the Demon Sect's strongholds have come under attack."
Ghost Mother Wuji suddenly brought up the matter.
Lin Fan was silent for a moment before saying, "Handle it as you see fit."
The woman said quietly, "The righteous sects are sanctimonious hypocrites. Since we're a Demon Sect, naturally we can't swallow our anger and endure this."
With that, she twisted her graceful waist and left.
"What exactly is the Sword Sect trying to do?"
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Ever since Elder Zuo and the others had met a mysterious death in the Great Jin Imperial Palace, the Sword Sect had been capturing young men in droves and bringing them up the mountain. Now, it had begun provoking friction and conflict with the Blood Demon Sect as well. Could it really be planning to go to war with the Blood Demon Sect?
Lin Fan was not worried about the Blood Demon Sect's current strength.
Even though the Blood Demon Sect had lost many powerful cultivators after being put through several ordeals, it now had Ghost Mother Wuji disguised as the Blood Demon Sect Master in addition to him.
Moreover, Ghost Mother Wuji had recently promoted several elders to become the Peak Masters of the three peaks—the Blood Bone Peak, Blood Fiend Peak, and Blood Soul Peak.
Demon Sect cultivators advanced rapidly. They did not need much painstaking cultivation or strict adherence to rules. Either they madly absorbed True Essence without restraint, or