Jin Yuan sighed. "Before entering the court, the Devil Sect were grandsons with their tails tucked between their legs. How would they dare bare their fangs? It was only these past few years that they grew bolder. They even dared touch the Third Rank Jiangcheng Prince, let alone Middle Rank Martial Cultivators. Us noble Martial Cultivators caught in the middle have all suffered at the Devil Sect's hands, more or less."
Li Qingxian nodded. The Devil Sect loved using Martial Cultivators as test subjects.
Lu Gaoming sneered. "For this Myriad Phenomena Azure Cloud Examination, us Martial Cultivators have privately reached an understanding: we'll definitely throw black punches at the Devil Sect. We might not be able to sever Azure Cloud like the Enchanting City Fairy, but killing a few more of those scourges is still within our power."
"Kill one Devil Sect disciple, and that's the same as saving ten people. If you truly die and go down to the Netherworld, just how great would that hidden merit be?" Song Baige said in a strange, mocking tone.
Lu Gaoming said, "Brother Song, you've said too little. Count five hundred years before and five hundred years after—the Human Race members killed by the Devil Sect number far more than ten million. Killing one Devil Sect brat is worth saving at least a hundred people."
"Exactly. Kill one devil, save a hundred people. Come, a toast to those dead devil brats!" Song Baige raised his wine cup, and everyone responded with laughter.
Li Qingxian smiled and set down his cup. Song Baige had possessed a sense of justice since childhood. He had persisted in killing demons in Beichen City, returned to the Divine Capital and immediately joined the Little Conquest, and now planned to seek trouble with the Devil Sect in the