Lin Ke had also heard something about the cultivators of the Illusionless Gu Sect.
Many of them had originally been mere mortals, without any talent for cultivation, who wanted only to spend their lives peacefully in some corner of this world.
But the cultivators who occupied their land naturally regarded them as assets.
They slaughtered and toyed with them at will, even treating them as material for their amusement.
When they could bear it no longer, they would choose to join the Illusionless Gu Sect.
They vented their resentment toward the Heavenly Dao by killing other cultivators and mortals, and wiped out their oppressors with their own hands.
How could someone who had long suffered oppression resist such a temptation?
Many others among them were failures or criminals who had been expelled from their sects.
Because of a single mistake or insufficient talent, they had been abandoned by the cultivation world forever.
So they joined the Illusionless Gu Sect.
They traded their own essence blood and lives for temporary strength, standing on equal footing with those who had once abandoned them.
After gaining strength within the Illusionless Gu Sect, they could even return and raze their former sects to the ground.
How could a disciple expelled from his sect resist such a temptation?
When a world's mechanisms for distributing resources and its paths for individual advancement were completely blocked off, for cultivators of mediocre aptitude-
The Illusionless Gu Sect became the so-called "Sacred Sect."
Alas... what they did not know was that the Illusionless Gu Sect's Dao Ancestor was no sacred lord, but merely a vampire who exchanged their blood and sweat for its own strength.
When it returned to the mortal world, everything they cherished would turn to nothing.
Closing the dossier, Lin Ke's tense body relaxed somewhat.
Although