Pei Ling said calmly, "I have a highly insidious curse. It's impossible to guard against. It can kill ordinary people ten times over, and even Pseudo-Dao Cultivators can be cursed to death. I intend to cast it on a massive scale, cursing every nearby Pseudo-Dao Town to death, whether its residents are ordinary people or cultivators!"
Shao Futu Order immediately perked up!
Pei Ling truly was just as the Great Pagoda Edict had described: bloodthirsty to the extreme!
Simply cursing a handful of ordinary people to death could never satisfy his tastes.
He quickly said, "Since the Holy Son has such a method, I'll leave everything to your arrangements!"
Pei Ling nodded, then said, "This curse is rather complicated and will take time to set up. Don't act rashly before I finish casting it, or we might alert the enemy."
"No problem," Shao Futu Order replied at once. "But how long will you need, Holy Son?"
Pei Ling answered, "A month will be enough."
Shao Futu Order nodded. A month was not long at all for this Anti-Pseudo War.
So he readily agreed. "Good!"
Seeing that Shao Futu Order had no further questions, Pei Ling nodded in satisfaction. He would spend the next month cultivating in peace.
When the month was nearly up, he only had to notify Wenren Lingshe and have her "break" his curse...
In any case, he would keep dragging this out.
He had no intention of taking part in the Righteous and Demonic War at all!
With that in mind, Pei Ling pointed to a water source on the sand table. "I'll set things up here. For the next month, all affairs will be under the Saintess's direction."
A short while later.
On the banks of Ji Water.
Scorched earth stretched as far as the