"Someone!"
Xie Wuyi barked.
A black shadow appeared behind him as silently as a ghost. "What are your orders, Gang Leader?"
"Pass down the order. Tell the brothers to keep sharp lately and pay more attention to anyone coming in from outside, especially cultivators who look like they're from a major righteous sect."
"If there's even the slightest stir of wind in the grass about that ancient ruin deep in the Myriad Demon Swamp, report to me at once!"
Xie Wuyi said coldly, "Also, clean up those 'fat sheep' we caught before. Take out their resources. I'm going to the black market to trade for a few life-saving talismans and some good things for stabbing people in the dark."
"Yes!"
The black shadow accepted the order without hesitation, then vanished again without a sound.
Xie Wuyi walked to the entrance of his cave abode and gazed at the distant Myriad Demon Swamp, where Killing Intent towered into the sky and demonic shadows loomed. A savage look of anticipation appeared on his face.
"The righteous path? Heh heh... Perfect. I'll use your blood to celebrate getting the treasure from the ruin! Maybe I can even use this chance to break free of..."
He muffled the last few words in his throat, and an extremely hidden flash of ambition and ruthlessness crossed his eyes.
The soul restriction might be powerful, but he, Xie Wuyi, had never been someone willing to be manipulated forever!
Perhaps this trip to the ruin would be the long-awaited opportunity he had been waiting for!
Deep in the East Sea, Myriad Demon Island had a stretch of swampland!
The swampland spanned several hundred li in every direction, and the entire swamp was shrouded in fog. Even Golden Core Realm cultivators could easily lose their way after entering.
Moreover,