Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor, Demonic Mission

Faced with Yi Xiaofeng shamelessly taking a mile after being given an inch, Bai Hongxiao was speechless.

This kid really was...

Shameless!

"You can talk after you make it out of Zhuo Ye Fortress alive!" Bai Hongxiao snapped.

Yi Xiaofeng smiled. "With your strength, you'll definitely defeat that old demon. By the way, just who is that old demon?"

He had always been curious about the old demon's identity.

Bai Hongxiao set down his longsword and sat down.

"That demon should be the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor. Several hundred years ago, the Heaven Sword Saint Sect's sect master destroyed his physical body, nearly scattering his soul. Yet he somehow survived. I never expected him to hide in Zhuo Ye Fortress." Bai Hongxiao sighed.

He regretted it.

Why hadn't he discovered this back then?

Now it seemed that the Seven-Colored Glass Tree belonged to the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor.

"You have no chance at all against him now?" Yi Xiaofeng pressed.

The heart of this Script was likely the battle between the Sword Saint and the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor.

Bai Hongxiao shook his head. "His curse is too sinister. It's constantly draining my spiritual energy. If I leave Zhuo Ye Fortress, I can remove the curse, but it will take time. Once I leave, the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor may break through at any moment, slaughter Zhuo Ye Fortress, and flee. So I cannot leave."

That really was difficult.

Judging from the Script's timeline, in three days at most—perhaps even two—the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor would emerge from seclusion and throw Zhuo Ye Fortress into demonic chaos.

Rubbing his chin, Yi Xiaofeng pondered. "In that case, have you asked the Heaven Sword Saint Sect for reinforcements?"

Bai Hongxiao fell silent.

Several seconds later, he said, "The Heaven Sword Saint Sect hired me. Should I ask the Heaven Sword Saint Sect to help me?"

Uh...

That made some sense!

Yi Xiaofeng had no response.

After all, Bai Hongxiao was the Sword Saint. If even he could not handle it, how embarrassing would that be?

"One more thing. Qiu Rangong, an outer sect deacon of your Heaven Sword Saint Sect, is inside Shan Tiange's residence. It will take a divine weapon or sharp treasure to cut the iron chains on him, or else you'll need to get the key from Shan Tiange." Seeming to recall something, Yi Xiaofeng reminded him.

It would be best if Bai Hongxiao could take action.

Then he could get a magical artifact for free.

Wonderful!

"I know," Bai Hongxiao answered.

Yi Xiaofeng froze, then asked, "If you know, why haven't you saved him?"

Bai Hongxiao said meaningfully, "I heard every word of your conversation with him."

Yi Xiaofeng was instantly embarrassed.

Damn it.

That habit of yours is terrifying when you think about it!

"The reason I haven't saved him is because there is something wrong with him. He is a trap, specifically meant to lure me out. A wisp of the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor's soul is on him," Bai Hongxiao explained.

Yi Xiaofeng frowned. "Then there isn't anything wrong with this sword of mine, is there?"

He took out the Red Cloud Sword and let Bai Hongxiao inspect it.

"It's fine. If they had tampered with a magical artifact, you would have noticed when you bound it to yourself. That would alert the enemy, so they would not be foolish enough to do that."

Hearing Bai Hongxiao's answer, Yi Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Good!

As long as the magical artifact was fine!

"According to my investigation, aside from Zhuo Ye Fortress itself, quite a few of the guests who came to offer congratulations are also the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor's lackeys. You must be careful and do not trust others too easily."

Bai Hongxiao spoke solemnly as he stroked the Red Cloud Sword's blade.

Yi Xiaofeng frowned again.

Could some Contestants actually be subordinates of the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor?

Could the Demonic Camp all be working for the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor?

Very likely!

Back in Pure Yang City, some Contestants had been disciples of the Blood Palm Sect.

If that was truly the case, this Script ran far deeper than he had imagined.

The viewers also exploded after hearing Bai Hongxiao's words:

"No wonder the Demonic Contestants' Main Quest wasn't announced from the start. So they're serving the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor."

"Some Demonic Cultivators have already begun acting. Just now, a Righteous Contestant was killed by a Demonic Contestant."

"This is getting interesting. At this rate, the Demonic Camp is incredibly strong. Unless the evil path and righteous path join forces, they have no chance at all."

"The evil path can work for the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor too. They just need to obtain the Seven-Colored Glass Fruit."

"Yi Xiaofeng could choose to help the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor in exchange for a Seven-Colored Glass Fruit."

Yi Xiaofeng also considered whether he should serve the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor.

But he quickly dismissed the thought.

Helping the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor meant offending the Sword Saint and Su Xin Palace. It was not worth it.

Besides...

That old dog had cursed him, and he was supposed to go grovel to him instead?

Since his rebirth, Yi Xiaofeng had never been so humble!

No!

He had to kill the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor!

Even if he could not win the prize, he had to save his pride!

"Senior, what do you plan to do next?" Yi Xiaofeng asked seriously.

He had noticed that Bai Hongxiao had been stroking his Red Cloud Sword all along.

His heart tightened.

Could the Sword Saint be eyeing my magical artifact?

"I plan to recover from my injuries and suppress the Curse Power so I can deal with the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor later. As for you, just don't go looking for the Seven-Colored Glass Tree or Shan Residence," Bai Hongxiao answered.

Yi Xiaofeng nodded.

He hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself.

Bai Hongxiao saw through his thoughts. "Leave this sword with me for now. I need to make some modifications. Don't worry, it will benefit you."

What else could Yi Xiaofeng say?

He could only agree.

"Go out first. Find Su Xin Palace and join forces with them. When the time comes, I'll deal with the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor, while you deal with Shan Residence." Bai Hongxiao waved him away.

Yi Xiaofeng nodded, rose to his feet, picked up the longsword on the table, and left.

After walking out of the room, Yi Xiaofeng suddenly felt that something was off.

I was resting here perfectly well, and you're actually kicking me out?

Taking over the magpie's nest?

Yi Xiaofeng was somewhat depressed, but he still obediently went to search for Su Xin Palace's disciples.

Each Su Xin Palace disciple he saved would earn him 100 points. He truly could not miss that.

Night fell once again.

Yi Xiaofeng strolled through the alleys of Zhuo Ye Fortress.

Over the afternoon, he had seen quite a few corpses.

After Qiao Tiequan died, no one had cleaned up the corpses in the alleys, making Zhuo Ye Fortress feel even more terrifying.

Besides that.

Yi Xiaofeng no longer encountered groups of over a hundred cultivators. At most, he only saw groups of five or six acting together.

It seemed the Demonic Contestants had begun making their move and had persuaded the cultivators to scatter.

As Yi Xiaofeng walked, he suddenly caught sight of a red glow in a large tree.

His interest was immediately piqued. He strode over, quickly climbed the tree, and found a hiding place among its branches.

The tree stood two zhang tall and had dense foliage. It was difficult for ordinary people beneath it to see anything hidden in its branches, especially in the darkness of night.

Upon moving closer, Yi Xiaofeng discovered that it was a bundle.

He opened it and found a box inside.

It was twenty centimeters long, ten centimeters wide, and five centimeters high.

Yi Xiaofeng hesitated. Should he open it?

Could there be hidden weapons inside?

He stared fixedly at the box, identifying its information.

Several seconds later, a line appeared before his eyes:

Ordinary Wooden Box: Its surface is coated in poison. Touching the surface with your hand for three seconds will result in immediate death from poisoning. Inside is a spell manual.

Sure enough, it was poisoned!

Damn it!

Yi Xiaofeng took out the Azure Nose Sword, preparing to pry open the wooden box.

At that moment, footsteps sounded below.

Yi Xiaofeng immediately stopped and looked down. Two people were walking over.

He narrowed his eyes. One of them was Xu Lang.

Xu Lang and a young man Yi Xiaofeng did not recognize walked beneath the tree.

"There's no one here. How did things go for you today?" Xu Lang looked around before asking.

The young man chuckled softly. "I've already recruited twenty-seven Demonic Cultivators and Evil Cultivators to serve the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor. We also conveniently broke apart the NPCs' alliance. Everyone is scattered now, incapable of accomplishing anything."

Xu Lang nodded. "I just killed the Third Prince of Bei Wei and framed Shan Tiange for it. Once Northern Wei's army enters, we'll join forces and accuse Shan Tiange."

The young man asked in surprise, "But then won't Zhuo Ye Fortress be destroyed? How will we protect the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor until he emerges from seclusion?"

Xu Lang sneered. "At noon tomorrow, the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor will emerge from seclusion. Shan Tiange wants too much, knows too much, and refuses to listen to the Old Ancestor. The Old Ancestor ordered us to eliminate him, so he won't stab the Old Ancestor in the back at a crucial moment."