The Blood Evil Sect Committed Every Evil Under the Sun, While the Wen Dao Palace Saved All in Need

Middle Thousand Provinces · Black Profound Realm

Several Nether Soul Stone, used for lighting, floated above the dark mine, casting elongated shadows of the busy people below.

"Smack!"

The crisp sound of the whip tip cutting through the air rang out.

Holding a long whip, Xiao Yun frowned and shouted at a thin figure ahead, "Qingchuan! Hurry up! At this rate, can you even dig through this mountain in six months?"

The young man called Qingchuan shook his numb hands and turned back with a bitter face, "Senior Brother, we've been doing this for two months straight... Can't you find a few people to take turns?"

"You still want to rotate?"

Xiao Yun replied, "Of course not. If we ruin that That Lord's mission, neither of us can bear the consequences."

"Besides, it was just bad luck in the lottery."

"I always feel like that lottery box has been tampered with... How come it's always me?" Qingchuan sighed, his face full of despair.

"As expected, the old man in the village was right, I've just been unlucky in this life..."

He was from the Wen Dao Palace, and of course, his name wasn't Qingchuan.

Qin Wangchuan's mission has two key points.

1. A man named Qingchuan went to mine.

Second: After digging for six months, defeat the foreman.

If you can't find Qingchuan, just change the name and create a 'Qingchuan' to start mining.

No other system would accept this approach.

Fortunately, this system is an idiot.

And what he muttered was true; the divination sticks had indeed been tampered with—in the Wen Dao Palace, there was no luck, only strength.

Only the weak will draw the winning numbers; the strong have their own ways to avoid it.

Xiao Yun ignored him, his gaze sweeping over the other figures working in the mine. He lashed out with his whip and shouted sternly, "What are you looking at! Get back to work!"

Beside him, Jiang Yan, a newcomer to the sect, frowned more and more as he looked at the scene before him that resembled Devil's Den's lair.

He leaned closer to Xiao Yun and whispered, "Senior Brother Xiao, since our Eldest Brother's task is simply to have 'Qingchuan' mine for six months..."

"Why... why go to such lengths, pretending to be a villain and going around arresting people to dig them up?"

This wording is very clever.

Xiao Yun helplessly spread his hands. "Junior Disciple Jiang, you don't know the truth."

"Originally, there were quite a few forces in the Middle Tongtian area that were involved in extorting protection money and kidnapping people for mining, which was a good opportunity for us. But for some reason, all those forces disappeared overnight a while ago!"

He sighed, "There's no other way; we'll just have to fill that void left by the villains ourselves."

"As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

Is this sentence used in this way?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan's lips twitched slightly.

Xiao Yun didn't know, but he knew in his heart that when he ascended to immortality, he had offended Leader He and was almost forced to mine. Then his Eldest Brother intervened... and those people never appeared again.

There must be something to do with me behind this.

Even so.

Jiang Yan looked at the ordinary cultivators trembling under the whip's whip and still felt a pang of pity. "Was it really necessary to go to such lengths? Couldn't Qingchuan have just dug it up by himself?"

"What do you mean I can just dig by myself?" Qingchuan, who was mining ahead, suddenly turned around and gave Jiang Yan a resentful look.

He swallowed his words, channeling his grief and anger into strength, and slammed his pickaxe into the mine wall.

I tolerated it; it was humiliating.

Xiao Yun patted Jiang Yan on the shoulder, giving him a look that said, "Junior Disciple Jiang, this is because you lack awareness."

"Think about it, if he were really here alone, it wouldn't matter if something happened to him, but what if something went wrong with the Young Master's Mission?"

Upon hearing this, Qingchuan looked over with annoyance. Although he did not refute, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Okay, I'll tolerate that too.

Xiao Yun continued, "Shouldn't we stay here and keep watch?"

"Since we're already here, we can't waste any more time, can we?"

"Since we can't waste it, there's nothing wrong with us digging together, right?"

"But after digging, we found there weren't enough people and the efficiency was low. Shouldn't we find more people?"

"And so, things have turned out this way."

What has it become?

Jiang Yan listened to these things with a blank mind, feeling that they seemed to make sense yet also didn't.

Is this a search for someone?

Isn't this kidnapping?!

Just then, Brother Hei brought over another group of newly captured cultivators. "Senior Brother, with this batch, this Spirit Stone mine should be empty soon. Should we continue capturing?"

Under his blunt force, the lowly Rogue Cultivator was easily subdued.

Xiao Yun nodded without hesitation. "Of course! Aren't there two other associated Purple Cloud Crystal Mine nearby? And Junior Sister Chen sent word that she's discovered a few more scattered veins. There's plenty of work to be done!"

"They want us to dig again?!" Jiang Yan exclaimed in surprise.

"Otherwise what?" Xiao Yun said matter-of-factly, "We've already captured them, and they've already earned a bad reputation. Of course we have to make as much profit as we can. Since we've already dug one, we definitely have to dig a second one! Otherwise, how can we live up to the name of our 'Blood Evil Sect'?"

During his time with Xiao Yun, Jiang Yan learned that the Blood Evil Sect was a stand-in for the Wen Dao Palace.

The Blood Evil Sect does all the dirty and hard work.

All the good deeds were done by the Wen Dao Palace.

This is what's called "passing the buck," where both sides are loyal to the same people.

"But... what if the Righteous Immortal Sects discover this?"

"Then let's fight!"

What if we can't win?

Xiao Yun glanced at him as if he were an idiot. "Of course we run! Is there even a question?"

"We really are Demonic Sect..." Jiang Yan was completely speechless, muttering to himself.

These words were overheard by a cultivator who had been captured and brought to mine, and he muttered a sarcastic remark:

"Hmph, they're the Blood Evil Sect, who's always committed heinous crimes, what are they pretending for? Bah!"

"No, you've misunderstood, we're actually not..." Jiang Yan hurriedly tried to explain upon hearing this.

However, before he could speak, Xiao Yun casually shoved a cold token into his hand. "Since you already know, take this. It's your token."

Jiang Yan looked down and saw two lines of ferocious small characters engraved on the token:

[Under the command of the Blood Evil Sect's Old Ancestor Jile]

[The 188th Devilish Son]

"This thing looks just like the real thing!" he exclaimed, touching the token in his hand.

I only remember that when I first saw this thing, it was engraved with what seemed to be 108th Devilish Son.

In just a few months, the sect has expanded so rapidly...

However, Jiang Yan was not happy at all.

Because I've entered the Demonic Sect!

"Damn the Blood Evil Sect! I'll get my revenge when I get out of here!"

"That's right! Fortune changes every thirty years! Don't underestimate a young man's potential!"

Several suppressed roars echoed from the mine.

"Wait, I really didn't..." Jiang Yan tried to make one last attempt to prove himself.

Unfortunately, no one listened to his explanations anymore; instead, the insults grew even louder.

"Junior Disciple Jiang, these people won't listen. The nicer you are to them, the more they'll resist. Only by being fierce can you shut them up," Xiao Yun whispered in Jiang Yan's ear.

"Furthermore, what is good or bad cannot be determined by others' opinions; it depends on your own judgment."

Are you a bad person?

After listening, Jiang Yan slowly shook his head. "No, I'm a good person."

As if finally resigned to his fate, he silently hung the demon child token on his waist, then pulled out a leather whip from somewhere, and with a flick of his wrist—

"Smack!"

The crack of the whip silenced the shouting men instantly.

Jiang Yan, his face stern, struggled to recall the villains from the storybooks, and after a long pause, finally managed to squeeze out, "Shut up! Mining properly! If you dare to make another sound, I'll... skin you alive, chop your flesh, and boil your bones!"

He felt awkward after saying that, and subconsciously turned to look at Xiao Yun beside him.

Xiao Yun nodded slightly, his face full of approval.

Jiang Yan then gained confidence and added an even harsher statement, "If you dare say another word, I'll refine you all into furnaces later!"

The Old Devil in the stories he had read before all said that.

The moment these words were spoken, everyone in the Mine Cave was stunned.

The veteran miners exchanged bewildered glances, instinctively clutching their crotches—were men being used to refine other men into furnaces?

Hiss~

Upon hearing this, the Mine Cave fell into a Deathly Stillness.

The men who had been cursing moments before turned pale and hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to even breathe loudly, for fear of inadvertently angering the demon.

These Demonic Sects' actions are truly wicked!

For a moment, only the dull sound of picks striking the Rock Wall could be heard in the Mine Cave.

Seeing the miners instantly become obedient, Jiang Yan felt a surge of joy, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

Hey, this identity from the Demonic Sect is surprisingly useful!

Hearing these outrageous words, Xiao Yun's eyes twitched slightly, wondering if the kid was serious.

The result is correct, but the process is completely wrong!