Revenge at Last, Meeting the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land's Sect Master

Drunken Flower Brothel.

Jiang Li leaned against the edge of the bed.

He assumed a cultivation posture, drawing in and exhaling Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy with every breath, converting it into his own cultivation.

The process was dull and flavorless.

The progress was slow.

There was none of the visibly rapid cultivation growth he experienced during Cultivation Technique Hosting.

Only when cultivating on his own did Jiang Li realize that, compared to true prodigies, his aptitude was not particularly good. It was merely somewhat above average, nowhere near the geniuses of the Transformation Class, let alone the system's cultivation efficiency.

"After Qi Refining Level 7, cultivators need to begin preparing for their first major realm afterward—Foundation Establishment. Based on my own cultivation speed, even with sufficient resources, it would take ten years to succeed."

That was not considered a long time.

After all.

Even adding those ten years, he would only be in his early thirties. A Foundation Establishment cultivator at that age might only be considered mediocre in the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land, but in the outside world, he would be an unparalleled genius fought over by every great family.

"Ten years is too long. I seize every moment."

Jiang Li muttered.

How could he possibly have the time to sit here for ten years...

The Myriad Desire Demon Lord's lifespan was nearing its end. No one could say when his final day would come, so Jiang Li had to raise his cultivation as quickly as possible.

Golden Core was the minimum goal. Only at Yuan Infant would he have the strength to protect himself. Only at Spirit Transformation could he stand at the negotiating table. If he could reach Void Refinement Realm, then he could turn the tables and kill his enemy instead.

"Though the Dog Cultivation Method loves showing off, it still needs to be hosted when it should be. I just wonder whether that bastard Yuan Li has arrived yet. He is holding up my return to the sect for hosted cultivation."

A flash of impatience crossed Jiang Li's eyes.

Add another crime to Old Dog Yuan's ledger.

At that moment.

The private room's door was pushed open.

Nightingale walked in and said respectfully, "My lord, Yuan Li has arrived. He is in the secret chamber we arranged."

Jiang Li's eyes lit up at once.

The corners of his mouth curled upward slightly.

He had finally lured the man out.

In the name of a Ten Thousand Demons Sect branch, he had informed this Undercover Contact Person that the organization had a new mission. The man had come running eagerly without suspecting a thing.

That was enough to prove how correct his decision to subdue this branch had been.

From now on, not only could he remotely obtain information from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, but whenever the Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art lacked cultivation motivation, he could also temporarily scrape some together.

"Let's go. I can hardly wait to meet my superior."

Inside the secret chamber.

Yuan Li wore a black robe and sat in his seat with considerable displeasure.

As an Undercover Contact Person, although he possessed only Qi Refining Level 9 cultivation, his position was effectively equal to that of Drunken Flower Brothel's liaison. Normally, this liaison would not neglect him so badly.

Yet for some reason today, she had kept him waiting.

Just as he was thinking.

Tap, tap, tap.

Crisp footsteps slowly rang out.

Yuan Li turned around with an unhappy expression.

"Nightingale, you had better truly have business with me. Otherwise, I do not mind reporting this to the Ten Thousand Demons Sect headquarters. Do not think that just because your cultivation is higher than mine, you can disregard me."

Nightingale said nothing.

She merely stopped walking.

"Someone else wants to see you. I was only responsible for luring you out."

Upon hearing that.

Yuan Li frowned.

Someone else wanted to see him?

And someone who could contact him directly through a Ten Thousand Demons Sect branch?

Could it be one of the Holy Sect's higher-ups?

"Who is it?"

Yuan Li asked solemnly.

"Me."

Jiang Li slowly stepped out.

His steady, powerful footsteps echoed through the secret chamber.

"Three years. Do you know how I spent these three years?"

A rare, savage grin appeared on Jiang Li's face.

His demeanor brimmed with gloom.

"You suppressed me for three years. You never expected that one day, you would fall into my hands, did you?"

In truth.

The moment Jiang Li stepped out, Yuan Li sensed that something was wrong.

His expression changed instantly.

He had considered every possible candidate, except Jiang Li—the undercover agent he had exploited for three years.

"You... you intend to touch me? Privately attacking a member of the Holy Sect, and an Undercover Contact Person at that? You have gone mad."

Yuan Li said in disbelief.

Even he could only eliminate Jiang Li by taking advantage of the Undercover Optimization Plan.

Yet this man actually wanted to attack him for no reason at all.

More importantly.

Nightingale, the liaison of the Frost Feather Branch, seemed to know about it and had chosen to help.

"Nightingale, do you know what you are doing? He has gone mad—have you gone mad with him? Once the Holy Sect learns of this, it will never spare you."

Nightingale frowned.

"Do not mention the Ten Thousand Demons Sect to me. I have already abandoned darkness and turned toward the light, and I am atoning for my past deeds. Demonic whelps beyond redemption like you should simply be killed—that would benefit the common people."

Yuan Li:?

When he typed that question mark, it was not because something was wrong with him, but because he thought something was wrong with her.

What the hell did she mean by abandoning darkness and turning toward the light?

Was that something a bloodthirsty demoness like her should say?

Compared to him, an Undercover Contact Person who had spent years in the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land, Nightingale had killed far more people. If he was a demonic whelp, then she was a demon lord.

Where the fuck did she get the nerve to say that?

Yuan Li wore an utterly bewildered expression, as if a dog had chewed up his brain.

Seeing Nightingale's righteous and awe-inspiring posture, he knew he could not persuade her. He could only shout at the other Ten Thousand Demons Sect disciples outside the secret chamber, "Your superior has gone mad! She insists on having her way and dragging all of you to your deaths. What are you standing around for? Stop her!"

Nightingale was a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. He was no match for her.

If he wanted to escape today, he could only rely on the other hidden members here.

However...

He spoke for a long while, yet not a single person responded.

They merely gathered together of their own accord and watched him warily.

"Demon, do not lump us together with you. We have already repented. We will never again keep company with those from the Demonic Cult."

At that moment.

What Yuan Li felt was not anger, but a chill crawling down his spine.

A group of demonic whelps sent out by the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, with no telling how many lives staining their hands, were now here preaching righteousness to him.

Spouting mad nonsense about repentance, slaying demons and defending the Dao, and the like.

This was far too abnormal.

It was as though they had been brainwashed and bewitched.

Suddenly, Yuan Li thought of a key figure. He snapped his gaze toward Jiang Li, and when he saw the perfectly timed mockery on the other's face, his mind exploded as understanding dawned on him.

"It was you! Where did you learn such bizarre, heretical methods?"

At last, his voice carried a trace of panic.

It was as if he no longer recognized the Jiang Li before him.

To control every hidden member of an entire Ten Thousand Demons Sect branch with Qi Refining stage cultivation—such a method was utterly terrifying.

Not even the most sinister methods of the Demonic Path could accomplish such a thing.

And Jiang Li, bearing the strength of the entire Frost Feather Branch, truly had the means to keep him here.

"Not continuing?"

Jiang Li stood with his arms folded.

The amusement in his eyes had never been concealed.

He secretly thought, So this is why villains do not kill the protagonist in one fell swoop. This feeling of control, like teasing a small animal, is simply too wonderful.

He did not mind enjoying Yuan Li's death throes a little longer.

On the other side.

Yuan Li's expression was indeed spectacular.

His face was incomparably ugly.

His whole body was taut.

Bloodshot veins filled his eyes.

He was clearly a trapped beast making a desperate struggle.

Suddenly.

Yuan Li sprang up and attacked.

A pair of blood-red claws grabbed at Jiang Li.

"You little beast! I will seize you first. Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

A Qi Refining Peak cultivator's final desperate counterattack was something even a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator would not dare underestimate.

Jiang Li was an exception.

He merely raised a fingertip in silence.

Then slashed it forward.

Mana that had long been poised to strike transformed into solid sword force and swept out. The sword radiance arrived in an instant like lightning, giving Yuan Li no chance to react. The moment he launched his surprise attack, the sword force had already struck first.

"Surely not? Surely you did not truly think you were still my match?"

Jiang Li sneered.

Under Yuan Li's rigid, despairing gaze, he turned and walked out of the secret chamber.

The moment he stepped outside.

Cracks appeared across Yuan Li's body, and he gradually split apart down the middle.

Into two pieces.

Foul-smelling blood splattered across the room.

"Clean this up. Throw it to the dogs."

Jiang Li's figure receded into the distance, leaving only his voice echoing behind.

More than half a day later.

Having avenged his great hatred, Jiang Li returned to the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land in high spirits.

By then.

His communication talisman received a voice transmission from his master, Zhang Song.

"My precious disciple, you have truly brought glory to your master! Come to the Main Peak. Your entry into the Transformation Class has been settled. You no longer need to reach Qi Refining Level 7—the Holy Land has made an exception and allowed you to join."

Jiang Li's expression shifted.

The Main Peak was where the sect's grand hall stood.

In other words, the commotion he had caused this time had already drawn the attention of the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land's upper ranks, perhaps even the sect master?

To be an undercover agent and end up standing before the sect master—there was truly no one else like him.

"Received."