"..."
Inside the room.
As the five black-robed figures slowly disappeared.
Xu Cheng quietly began to ponder.
The Holy Spirit Cult was, in the end, a mountain he could not scale. For now, he could still silence Zhongli Wu with the excuse that [he had yet to ascend the throne and his foundations were unstable], but once he took the throne, that would no longer hold water.
Persuading the Holy Spirit Cult to turn toward good was a mission issued by the system, as well as his first major side quest. It was a hurdle he could not avoid.
But after his dealings with them over the past few years, Xu Cheng had long since abandoned his illusions and prepared for battle.
Reform them? Better to purify them.
Just purify every disobedient one and leave the obedient ones behind.
To cleanse the Holy Spirit Cult of its filth, he would have to use blood and wash it thoroughly, inside and out...
"They finally left..."
Tian Meng poked his head out and crawled from Xu Cheng's collar, his chubby little head looking this way and that.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief, as though a great burden had been lifted.
"Spineless. You're a disgrace to our Far North." The Ice Empress took the form of a miniature emerald scorpion on Xu Cheng's shoulder, folding her two pincers across her chest as she spoke with disdain.
"Hmph! If that man didn't like devouring soul beast blood, why would I be afraid of him? It's mainly what Little Cheng told me. Whenever he comes across an insect soul beast, he takes out a straw thiiis long, then drives it right into the bug's backside and sucks away for all he's worth. Wouldn't you be scared if you were me?!"
Tian Meng spoke