In fact, before this, they had also wanted to flatter Zheng Heng, the Young Tower Master of Misty Rain Tower.
He was also a notorious wastrel, and especially loved hearing flattery, but for some reason, Zheng Heng had looked utterly lost lately, asking about the Blood Rain Demon Venerable every day.
He had even collected many portraits of the Blood Rain Demon Venerable.
Lost in a daze, he sang his praises all day.
His infatuation had once made them wonder whether Zheng Heng had developed some twisted affection for the Demon Venerable.
The Righteous Path and the Demonic Path were natural enemies.
They had always disdained the Demonic Path, and under these circumstances, they naturally came to feel some disdain for Zheng Heng as well.
Over time, they stopped flattering him and even distanced themselves from him, beginning to flatter this Young Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect instead.
"Of course. However powerful the Blood Rain Demon Venerable may be, he's ultimately just a fiend. How could he compare with my Heavenly Sword Sect? What a laughingstock!"
Zhao Heng snorted, clearly dismissive of the Blood Rain Demon Venerable. He glanced at the women of White Jade Tower and was about to enjoy himself, but soon frowned and suddenly spoke.
"I hear White Jade Tower has a leading courtesan accomplished in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, with beauty that could topple cities and kingdoms. I came here today for her. Where is she?"
"Well..."
The madam froze, hesitating as though unsure how to answer. Zhao Heng's expression instantly darkened.
"What, does this young princess not even command that much respect?"
Buzzz!
Waves of murderous aura surged around him. At this moment, he was expressionless, radiating currents of killing intent that surged continuously, enveloping the madam before him.
The madam was