Having no trustworthiness is a kind of trustworthiness too (10,800 words, bonus update tonight!)

[Fragrant Drapery Hall], elsewhere.

As far as the eye could see, a towering peak that blotted out the heavens stood high in the sky. Below it were three or five Ancient Cultivator dojo masters, all in utter disarray.

Atop the peak, Chen Yuanfu, the Earth Qi Xiaoling Dao Son, held a painting scroll with an easy expression. He leisurely watched the dojo masters below, in no hurry to crush them to death in one stroke. Instead, he lowered the peak inch by inch, seemingly savoring their struggles.

It was not that he had a nasty disposition.

Rather, he wanted to leave their corpses intact. He was currently refining a Spirit Treasure, and cultivators' corpses were quite useful. Naturally, he could not damage them lightly.

At this thought, he chuckled. "Fellow Daoists, stop your futile resistance. Enter my [Heavenly Corpse Profound Baleful Coffin] sooner and begin cultivating there. That, too, would bring the fruits of your lifetime of cultivation to fulfillment."

Hearing this, the Ancient Cultivator masters below clenched their teeth.

"Earth Qi... evil path!"

Each of the Immortal Sect's five qi lineages had its own specialty. In those days, every one of them had been notorious, yet now they had transformed themselves into great orthodox lineages.

The Water-Qi Demonic Path, for instance, had always stopped at nothing when it came to swindling and deceit. Its trustworthiness score was essentially zero. Everyone knew that Water Qi never kept its promises. The Fire-Qi Demonic Dao needed even less explanation: it delighted in swallowing other lineages, and its hand could be found fanning the flames behind every upheaval in the Immortal Dao.

The Metal Qi bandits had been outright brigands back then.

As for the Earth-Qi Evil Path...

As its name suggested, this lineage followed an evil road, having begun with corpse refinement.