Xiang Zizai stood before Li Qingxian, slightly lowering his head and bending at the waist as he waited quietly.
Just now, on behalf of the Mirror Devil Sect, he had reported that Hundred Devil Grotto intended to sell twenty thousand sacrifices.
Li Qingxian pondered for a while and asked, "What is Hundred Devil Grotto's intention?"
"I cannot say for certain, but perhaps they wish to spread the risk. If something goes wrong during the sacrifice and they fail to receive the Devil God's Boon, they might as well sell them to you early. Besides, there are many rumors now. Some say the River Guard Army is going to disrupt the Devil Sect Conclave, and Hundred Devil Grotto has grown timid. Others say the Five Devil Sect sits firmly as the foremost Devil Sect in the north, and Hundred Devil Grotto wants to draw closer to them, constantly showing goodwill toward both you and the Five Devil Sect. In short, it is hard to say exactly why."
Li Qingxian glanced at Xiang Zizai and asked, "Will you remain in the Mirror Devil Sect from now on?"
Xiang Zizai showed a troubled expression. "My talent is mediocre, and I am alone and weak. When I was younger, I was like a newborn calf unafraid of tigers. Now that I am older, I want a more stable life. After finishing this business, I plan to go home and find some small trade to do."
Li Qingxian nodded. He understood that Xiang Zizai was afraid. Devil Sects gathered tens of thousands at the drop of a hat and sacrificed hundreds of thousands just as easily. Anyone without sufficient foundations would tremble with fear upon taking part in such matters.
Not to mention Xiang Zizai—even Li Qingxian himself had to rack his brains and exhaust