Feigning Compliance and Retribution for Good and Evil

True Person Huai Jin was brimming with ambition.

On this journey, he had gained the most. Aside from the good and bad spiritual treasures seized from the hideouts of local powerhouse sects under the pretext of searching for Spirit Grain, the immense prestige and resources brought by successfully handling the matter could not be overlooked.

Just as had been said before, the major sects had long been plagued by subordinate sects that, once their wings had hardened, wanted to climb over their superiors and take their place.

No one wanted to see former household slaves turn the tables and become masters.

But if they truly had to stake their lives to eradicate these people, the cultivators of the great sects lacked that courage as well.

Cultivators would still die when killed. Those with higher cultivation were merely harder to kill.

Yet someone had to do it.

If you would not make a move and I would not make a move, were they really supposed to watch these upstart sects build their houses, ascend to immortality, and become ancestors?

True Person Huai Jin had now become the one to successfully pierce through that impenetrable veil.

With him joining hands with the Alliance, the greatest local powerhouse, those small sect strongholds that had once been exceptionally troublesome became easier to break through one after another.

And in such extraordinary times, those capable of getting things done naturally stood out all the more.

True Person Huai Jin's background was not particularly formidable, yet within his own sect, the respect commanded by his every word and action was no less than that afforded to descendants of great families whose ancestors had produced mighty cultivators.

Everyone was still counting on him to continue dealing with the rebels below and uphold the authority and standing of