Shen Mo's guess had been nearly right.
This so-called Master Xuanzhi was indeed an evil cultivator of the demonic path.
As early as twenty years ago, he had secretly become involved with the Blood Garment Sect, a demonic cult of mortals.
Using divine techniques and spirit pills as bait, he had secretly nurtured the Blood Garment Sect's followers, having them scour the land for blood-sacrifice offerings and slaughter mortals.
But as the Blood Garment Sect grew ever stronger, its conduct became increasingly intolerable to the martial world of Tianyou City.
At last, five years ago, the Shen Family had gathered many righteous factions to attack the Blood Garment Sect and wipe it out.
Master Xuanzhi had only learned of this several days after the Blood Garment Sect was destroyed.
Having already tasted the benefits of using mortals to gather blood sacrifices for him, he naturally had no intention of giving it up.
So he had gone to the Blood Garment Sect's former headquarters, where he met the siblings Gu Ming and Gu Chao.
He had chosen to heavily support them in rebuilding the Blood Garment Sect, so they could continue offering blood sacrifices to refine his Soul Refining Banner.
"Master Xuanzhi possesses great powers. It was only with his support that my martial cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds."
Gu Ming sighed and said, "He also promised that if I could complete the blood sacrifice for his Soul Refining Banner, he would take me as his personal disciple, teach me immortal arts, and lead me onto the path of cultivation."
"Teach you immortal arts and take you as a disciple?"
A cold smile appeared on Shen Mo's face. "Your Root Bone and body have long been corroded by his wicked arts. You may not even live for another few years,