Seeing where Li Mo was pointing, Shangguan Wencang nearly unleashed a martial technique and struck down with his palm. Even if it did not count as vanquishing demons and defending the Dao, it would at least be cleaning house.
The Demon Summoning Cult and the Spirit Rhinoceros Sect harbored ill intent; they were birds of a feather flocking together.
You, the future of the Clear Abyss Sect, were the helper they had invited?
"Sect Master, you don't understand..."
Li Mo coughed lightly, telling the old Sect Master to calm down first.
"What exactly happened?" Shangguan Wencang suppressed his headache.
"At first, I had no choice. In order to gather the Power of All Living Beings, I preached in the Southern Border under the alias Immortal Black Soil, and even had the Southern Border's Demon Race cooperate with me in putting on a show."
"Wasn't that where the Demon Summoning Cult gathered the Power of All Living Beings?" Shangguan Wencang's head hurt even more, though he was also somewhat puzzled.
The Power of All Living Beings was the foundation of the Demon Summoning Cult.
Since ancient times, struggles between lineages had always been life-and-death affairs. You actually preached your teachings on someone else's turf—your nerve was too damn big.
"Yeah."
"No, then didn't they fight you to the death?"
"At first, I only wanted to win the trust of the Southern Border's people. Who knew the Demon Summoning Cult would believe it too?"
Li Mo spread his hands and said helplessly,
"I was forced to keep up the act, so I said I was an immortal from the Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect. I even took them to see the Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect's treasure vault. Well, it was actually just a bit of my personal fortune."
"..."
Shangguan Wencang fell silent