Shi Cheng was a Void Step expert of the Joyous Union Sect and one of the few people who called the shots at the Red Sleeve House.
Nearly half of the Joyous Union Sect's flesh trade in the Outer Void counted as his business.
Set his methods aside; the Devil Sect saw nothing shameful in selling flesh. In its naked world where the weak were meat for the strong, Shi Cheng's place at the Red Sleeve House spoke for both his cultivation and his cunning. He followed the rare path of body refinement. He might not have had Xue Qingluo's array of techniques, but his hide was thick, his bones were tough, and his killing power was astonishing.
At the critical moment when Li Shouchang was about to steer the Abyssal Divine Vessel out of Xue Qingluo's Demonic Domain, Shi Cheng burst from behind the scenes and blocked Li Shouchang and Su Che's path.
"Business is hard. A few Dharma-Ending Lords happen to be moving into the neighborhood, so I've no choice but to make some quick money. Forgive me, Brother Li."
Shi Cheng's hair and beard curled like coiled pythons, and he had the air of a domineering brute. Yet his words carried a sickly humility, as though he truly were running some tiny business.
"But it seems Brother Li has another guest aboard his Star Raft. No wonder I've rarely seen you at the Red Sleeve House. So that's what you're into."
No wonder Xue Qingluo, a Blood Shadow Sect newcomer with no real backing, had dared to nurture a Profound Yin Demon Nest in the Void. The Joyous Union Sect had been helping her all along.
Su Che knew little of the tangled relationships between Devil Sect factions. Right now, though, he faced a pincer attack from