Two days later.
Inside a pavilion east of Shichuan Prefectural City.
"Goddammit, that little bastard Lin Qing ruined our big plan! I was wondering how Wang Ling got back so fast. Thanks to him, I took an arrow in the chest!"
Tan Yuchun cursed as he stuffed several large chunks of pork head meat into his mouth.
"Shut up! You're useless, and all you do is blame everyone else." Deng Qianyu sat by the window, letting the cold wind blow over her. She turned and rolled her eyes at him.
"Bitch Deng, I hear that brat's got real talent. Aren't you afraid he'll become another Wang Ling?" Tan Yuchun snapped back.
"What's there to panic about? I've already arranged everything. I'll have his head within a month. He's just a Pill Embrace realm martial artist. I don't give him a second thought. Also, the Luo Family sent another batch of children yesterday. Go take them to our base," Deng Qianyu said coldly.
"Goddammit, why am I ranked third while you're second? I should be first, that Ma brat second, and you third." Tan Yuchun spat on the floor.
"Useless fool. Stop dawdling and get going!" Deng Qianyu said irritably.
"Bitch, how many more children do we need?" Tan Yuchun asked.
"Fewer than a hundred. We're almost there," Deng Qianyu said.
"When the Spirit-Devouring Demon Child's Descent happens, will it really grant us power and a longer life?" Tan Yuchun suddenly asked.
"Shut up! If you want to die, fine, but don't drag me down with you!" Deng Qianyu's expression shifted slightly.
Within the Yinyuan Sect, and indeed the entire Bai'e Cult, questioning an evil spirit was an unforgivable crime. If Ma Meng heard him, he would be subjected to the cruelest execution. Ma Meng oversaw punishments, and countless cultists had