Slaying Evil Cultivators Is Our Bounden Duty

"Yao Yue..."

"My lord."

"This gray robe is a gift for you. I sewed it myself back in my hometown. Consider it proof that you have already killed me."

Chen Xun spoke softly and took an exceedingly plain robe from his storage ring. "Though its material is ordinary, I have nourished it with my mana every few years, so it has been preserved quite well."

Yao Yue's entire body trembled. Her iceberg-like expression seemed to melt in an instant, and her gaze became like a pool of flowing water as she looked at the large hands holding the gray robe.

This thing was far too pure—ten thousand times purer than her filthy body and soul.

She neither accepted it nor spoke. Instead, she slightly averted her eyes. She had no need for another's comfort or charity. Her heart had long become as hard as stone; only blood could soothe it, even for a fleeting moment.

"Looks like Evil Cultivators exist even in this Great World."

"...Hm?"

"I do not like meddling in other people's business, but Old Bull and I have always loved slaying Evil Cultivators on our journey. Heh heh, Yao Yue, you have done us a great favor."

"...World-Crosser."

"I wonder what cultivation that Evil Cultivator has. How could this Great World tolerate the existence of Evil Cultivators? Heh heh, slaying Evil Cultivators is our bounden duty."

"...Great... Great Vehicle Realm. He has the Illusory Moon Immortal Sect behind him, a major sect of the Moon Radiance Tribe in the Desolate Heaven Domain... Even if you kill him, it would be meaningless. It would only bring you endless trouble."

A thread of tragic beauty appeared in Yao Yue's smile. Even recalling it made her whole body shiver with cold. "There is no need to help me. You have