As Chen Taibai and Jing Rong were about to clash, Du Wei waited quietly on a meteorite several light-years away, looking like part of the rock itself.
Since the All-Heavens Council was founded, many things had changed.
In the past, demonic cultivators could still join all sorts of secret organizations. Everyone wanted their heads, but behind the scenes, they could work with many factions and were never especially short of resources.
Now, though, the All-Heavens Council was cracking down hard on demonic cultivators. Some factions might still dare to work with them, but those dealings took place far beyond the reach of a demonic cultivator like Du Wei.
Du Wei believed demonic cultivation was a dying trade. He had to find a way to clean up his identity.
The problem was that the All-Heavens Council had plenty of ways to identify cultivators. It could spot an ordinary possession at a glance, so he had been forced to hide from place to place—until one day, a mysterious person gave him a cultivation technique.
The technique would ensure the All-Heavens Council could not detect him after he took over a body. In return, the person had just one demand: possess Chen Taibai.
Clearly, he had become a pawn in some powerful figure's game.
But Du Wei had no desire to resist. He, too, wanted an identity that would let him appear openly before the world. Besides, if this person could find him, they could dispose of him just as easily.
Being useful enough to exploit was better than being worth nothing at all.
Following the clues the person had provided, he had set up watch around Tabetan Star. He had lain low for more than half a year. Now he only needed Chen Taibai to get hurt. Then he could invade his