Looking at the three options that had appeared before him, Jiang Li felt awful all over.
The system had a kind of relaxed indifference to whether he lived or died.
Every option it offered was negative.
Especially option two.
What the hell did it mean, exposing his undercover identity and sacrificing himself for righteousness?
Was that even human language?
Forget Cultivation Speed +300%; even if it were +1000%, he would never choose it.
As for option one, Jiang Li ignored it outright.
Because it was the same as option three: exposing Demonic Cult undercover agents. It was just harder to pull off.
But since he was already going to put righteousness above family, why would he care how many he took down?
Naturally, he had to maximize the value.
Jiang Li's face darkened.
He chose the third option.
He knew it.
From this moment on.
His life as an undercover agent would enter epic-level difficulty.
Because he had stepped into the spotlight.
I'm tired. Let it all burn.
The cultivation art "Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art" began its action.
As the cold mechanical electronic voice rang out, Jiang Li's body was completely taken over by the cultivation art.
The next second.
His body abruptly stood up, and he spoke expressionlessly:
"Well said!"
"Once a demonic cultivator, always a demonic cultivator."
"I, Jiang Li, hereby report under my real name that Wang Long, Wang Hu, and Li Xiao are undercover agents of the Yin Puppet Sect."
Under the control of the cultivation art "Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art," Jiang Li raised his hand, pointed at the three named individuals, and said something shocking.
Jiang Li: ...
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Because he did not know any of those three people either.
Nor did he know they were hidden Demonic Cult undercover agents.
He had at least heard of the Yin Puppet Sect.
It was one of the famously powerful Devil Dao Sects. Though it could not be mentioned in the same breath as the Ten Thousand Demons Sect or the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land, it was still a major sect with Spirit Transformation Stage cultivators standing guard.
Its Corpse Refining Technique was unrivaled under heaven.
After reporting them, he did not know whether he would survive, but he was certain his death would be miserable.
The Yin Puppet Sect might even regard him as a thorn in its eye.
The heart he had kept hanging finally died.
At the same time.
Inside the Preaching Hall.
All the disciples were stunned by Jiang Li's sudden accusation.
Reporting an undercover agent in broad daylight—had he lost his mind?
Was he not afraid of retaliation?
Although the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land belonged to the righteous faction, and slaying demons and defending the Dao was its duty, the Yin Puppet Sect was likewise a major Devil Dao Sect. As cultivators, seeking benefit and avoiding harm was human instinct.
There were not many like Jiang Li who put justice into practice.
This guy really was not afraid of death.
The disciples thought to themselves.
Subconsciously, they moved away from where Jiang Li stood, leaving this protagonist plenty of space.
The three Yin Puppet Sect undercover agents who had been named did the same.
An empty patch opened around all four of them.
Countless gazes focused on them.
There was shock, confusion, vigilance...
Wang Long, Wang Hu, and Li Xiao, the three who had been named outright, also grew anxious.
Logically speaking, hardly anyone should have known they were undercover agents. How had this Jiang Li found out?
Wang Hu, the hulking man, spoke first. Glowering furiously, he said, "How can you slander innocent people out of thin air?"
Wang Long followed immediately after, staring at Jiang Li with dark eyes. "If you cannot give us a proper explanation, I will never let you off."
The two were blood brothers.
They were both built broad-backed and bear-waisted, and both had reached Qi Refining Level 6. Just standing there, their imposing presence overwhelmed Jiang Li.
Li Xiao spoke last.
"Junior Brother Jiang, we do not know who instructed you to falsely accuse us like this, but we are fellow disciples after all. As long as you tell us who instructed you, we will not hold your actions against you."
He had the face of an honest man and little presence.
Yet his cultivation had reached the astonishing Qi Refining stage.
Compared with Jiang Li, they were the true standouts among the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land's Outer Sect Disciples.
Now that all three had denied it in succession, their righteous indignation made the surrounding disciples feel there had to be something fishy going on.
For a moment.
Everyone's attention shifted to Jiang Li.
Jiang Li also looked at the system.
He was deeply worried.
Did this Damn System really think everyone would believe him just because he raised an arm and shouted?
If he could not nail these three to the identity of undercover agents today, his good days would be over.
System, damn it, use whatever tricks you have.
As though it had heard Jiang Li's cry, the system chimed again.
NPC dialogue triggered. The cultivation art "Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art" was not good with words. Please enter dialogue content.
Input box—
Warm reminder: Dialogue content will be granted a "Teachings" effect. The deeper the teachings, the stronger the effect of reflection and repentance.
The corner of Jiang Li's mouth twitched.
If you are not good with words, why the hell did you publicly call them out?
Selective social anxiety, huh?
This was simply absurd beyond belief.
But the pressing matter was to nail down the identities of the three Yin Puppet Sect undercover agents.
Jiang Li came back to his senses.
He lingered for several seconds over the effect of the Teachings trait.
If he wanted Demonic Cult undercover agents to turn over a new leaf, this trait skill was indispensable.
After thinking for a moment.
Jiang Li entered the dialogue.
His body, controlled by the cultivation art "Profound Yellow Heart Refining Art," opened its mouth in tandem.
His voice rang like a great bell, Righteous Qi surging within it.
"I am saving you. Your lives still stretch far ahead, and you still have beautiful futures. There is no need to throw away your lives for the Demonic Cult. I believe you know that as well."
Jiang Li: Why does it feel like I'm insulting myself?
Upon hearing this.
Wang Long and Li Xiao sneered disdainfully.
What the hell did he mean, saving us?
His idea of saving them was pinning a capital crime on them?
In this situation, admitting it was what truly meant having no future.
Just as they were thinking this.
The next second.
Wang Hu's originally vicious expression abruptly turned silent.
His head lowered.
As if Jiang Li had struck right at his heart.
Jiang Li was overjoyed.
He pressed his advantage.
And continued entering words.
"Senior Brother Wang Hu, I sincerely hope you can abandon darkness and turn toward the light, becoming a good person. Being an undercover agent is not easy. Though I cannot truly feel what you feel, I understand the hardship of such a difficult, every-step-perilous situation."
When Wang Hu heard this.
He nodded lightly and let out an "Mm."
Even his voice carried a hint of choking emotion.
His eyes had turned red.
He looked as though he were about to cry.
"Junior Brother, you are right. I truly am an undercover agent planted by the Yin Puppet Sect within the Heavenly Mystery Holy Land. During all these years of hiding, I have endured torment from my conscience every day. I have already deeply realized how wrong my actions were. I repent. Arrest me. I really am a terrible person."
The moment those words came out.
The entire hall erupted in uproar.
He had admitted it.
Wang Hu, an Outer Sect Disciple at Qi Refining Level 6, had admitted that he was an undercover agent of the Yin Puppet Sect.
At the side.
Wang Long and Li Xiao's expressions changed drastically.
Wang Long especially, as Wang Hu's fellow-blooded older brother, looked at his tearful younger brother with utter disbelief.
No.
Since when had your psychological endurance become this fragile?
A few words, and you were about to cry?
Are you a child?
"Wang Hu, what nonsense are you spouting? Have you been bewitched?"
Wang Long shook his brother by the shoulders.
Trying to make him wake up a little.
Jiang Li secretly clicked his tongue. The effect of the cultivation art trait "Teachings" was far too overpowered.
With just a few sentences, it had made a cruel, inhuman Demonic Cult undercover agent enter a state of reflection and repent for his actions.
How was this teachings?
This was clearly forced brainwashing.
He did not hesitate.
He turned the spearhead toward Wang Long.
"Wang Long, can you really bear to let your younger brother follow you through a life of constant fear and anxiety? Has it ever occurred to you that he may have long grown tired of being an undercover agent?"
The more Jiang Li spoke, the more animated he became.
The more Wang Long listened, the more silent he became.
He buried his head like an ostrich.
In the end.
As if he could no longer bear the condemnation of his conscience, he began sobbing.
A chorus of croaks filled the air.
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