Southern Jambu Continent, Qingxi Mountain.
First, a bank of golden auspicious clouds drifted slowly over from the west.
Sunlight fell, and the green mountains stood unchanged, like a beautiful landscape. With the auspicious clouds added, the scene was auspicious beyond measure.
A Qi Refining member of the Evil Spirit Cult Members gazed into the distance, countless feelings immediately rising in his heart. Though he was an evil cultivator whose hands were stained with filthy blood, seeing such a dazzling, colorful sight always made him feel his heart being cleansed.
At the same time, a thought arose-at first glance, an evil cultivator's road ahead looked bleak, but looking at it now, how could anyone say there wasn't still a bright future ahead?
The auspicious clouds drew ever closer, their radiant colors dazzling.
A rare trace of gentleness appeared in the eyes of the Evil Spirit Cult Members member.
Though he had not joined the Evil Spirit Cult very long ago, he already enjoyed considerable trust within the organization.
A few days earlier, they had slaughtered two villages, sacrificing hundreds of people to refine blood qi.
He could hardly be said to have contributed much, but because his aptitude far exceeded that of ordinary people, he had received an additional reward fully twice that of the others.
That day, holding the Bloodstone that made his blood surge, feeling the power within it refined from who knew how many lives, feeling that power turn into blood qi in his hands...
Only one thought remained in this Evil Spirit Cult Members member's heart-next time, he would definitely put in more effort.
With others' blood and bones as his staircase, he would climb the Heavenly Path one step at a time.
Only when the shackles of yesterday came to nothing did he learn that the