In Li Household Village, a hundred li from Stillbone Forest in Dongsheng Shenzhou.
Winter Melon, the woman the young man had spoken of, looked down with a faintly frosty expression at the people kneeling below.
"This man is no ordinary Evil Cultivator."
Winter Melon's voice was cold yet somewhat steady. "In just two exchanges, he discovered the pawn prepared for him. Less than a quarter of an hour passed, and after only a few questions, he lost interest and killed her outright."
"He has a steady mind. At the very least, we know feminine charms cannot sway him. He is certainly no ordinary, hot-blooded, brainless brute. He also acts decisively-worthy of a Blood Qi Evil Cultivator capable of leaving behind a legacy. His mind rivals those of cultivators from major sects, yet he is far more ruthless."
"A rare, ruthless hand among Evil Cultivators."
The girl Winter Melon had arranged had a Demon Crystal embedded in her arm specifically for communication. Within a certain distance, it allowed conversations to be heard through the Demon Crystal. Though its range was not particularly great, it was enough for Winter Melon to learn what both had said and how events had unfolded in less than a quarter of an hour.
"Then should we kill him to keep him from obstructing the higher-ups' strategy?" someone below asked.
Winter Melon considered briefly, then slowly shook her head. "With such decisive methods of killing, although his identity remains unclear, the likelihood that he truly is an Evil Cultivator has increased considerably."
She actually understood that Watermelon himself was not a radical. He merely looked young; in truth, he was already a decrepit old man. It was simply that circumstances were pushing him along.
Whether it was the Profound Clarity Heavenly Sect suddenly finding real leads and