The truth of the cultivation world, return!

Hearing what Shi Jian said, Yun Du felt relieved.

Shi Jian was right. Their trip went undetected. As long as they pretended to be stupid, denied everything, and didn't reveal any flaws, they could succeed.

Then this matter has absolutely nothing to do with them!

After learning about their recent situation.

The group of two people and one bear did not linger in Black Rock City. They immediately decided to set off back to avoid being exposed as not being in the sect.

The journey across the Jin Kingdom was long and arduous.

The State of the Jin Kingdom was founded on the path of demonic cultivation, and its people were extremely fierce. Murder and robbery were commonplace, and herding the people for wealth was just a basic practice.

The people here are truly beasts.

To avoid unnecessary trouble and attracting the attention of the Nascent Soul Devil Lord of the Jin Kingdom, the three of them tacitly concealed their auras.

Yun Du and True Person Qingshan suppressed their cultivation levels to the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.

Shi Jian then transformed into an ordinary second-tier black bear, following closely behind the two as a spirit beast.

Such disguise might be difficult to fool a Golden Core cultivator, but in the eyes of ordinary Rogue Cultivator, they are just two Foundation Establishment cultivators with spirit beasts.

As a result, the journey was bustling with activity.

Leave your Storage Bag, and I'll give you a proper corpse!

Five demonic Law Artifact with ferocious faces, wielding magical Bandit Cultivator brimming with Sha Qi, blocked their path...

The bald, burly man at the head of the group possessed cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage stage.

Judging from his appearance, he was a prominent figure in this area, but Shi Jian yawned without even lifting his eyelids.

Yun Du held a whisk in his hand, his face expressionless, too lazy to even lift a finger.

True Person Qingshan smiled and arrived in an instant.

A flicker of fanaticism appeared on that lifeless old face, as if a penniless wretch had found gold on the street.

"Spirit Stone delivered to my door, this old man will not stand on ceremony!"

There was no nonsense, and no probing.

The outcome was obvious; the five Bandit Cultivator smiles hadn't even faded before they were suppressed by a Golden Core's oppressive aura.

Then, little by little, they were crushed to death one by one!

"Golden Core True Person?!"

The bald, burly man's eyes were bloodshot, but before he could utter two words of begging for mercy, his head was instantly crushed.

"Die!"

With a single word, five Foundation Establishment cultivators died instantly. The gap between cultivation levels is an insurmountable chasm.

Foundation Establishment Qi Refining as easy as chopping melons and cutting vegetables when it comes to Qi Refining.

For Golden Core Foundation Establishment cultivator is nothing more than a thought; they can be crushed like ants.

To cultivators of higher realms, those of lower realms are never a threat, but rather servants, tools, and everything they do serves them.

Whether it's a sect or Lineage.

The fundamental reason why various forces vie for interests is to support the pillars behind them!

Just like Shi Jian, who was the pillar of the Sun Clan.

It wasn't that Shi Jian couldn't live without the Sun Clan, but rather that the Sun Clan couldn't live without Shi Jian. Shi Jian could change servants at any time, so he came to White Cloud Temple because there were resources there to support him.

Without Shi Jian, the Sun Clan is nothing!

Therefore, the Sun Clan family understood that they had given up their freedom and joined the White Cloud Temple, because they couldn't leave Shi Jian and didn't want to abandon this powerful figure...

This is the truth!

Affection is ultimately just affection. Affection without the support of mutual benefit is just affection. Affection that is supported by mutual benefit is what truly constitutes affection.

Getting back to the main topic --

At this moment, after killing everyone, True Person Qingshan skillfully grabbed five Storage Bag from a distance.

Watch this set of movements; they flow smoothly and effortlessly.

This reveals that True Person Qingshan's background is also not clean...

Or rather, how many people who can cultivate to the Golden Core realm have a clean foundation? They are all rotten fruits with black hearts!

True Person Qingshan scanned the Storage Bag with his Divine Sense and immediately beamed with joy.

"We're poor, but even a small fly is still meat."

"Not bad, not bad!"

Shi Jian watched this scene with a cold smile.

This old man was drained of his wealth in the North Sea, and now he has completely shed his disguise as a righteous master, becoming even more like Devil Cultivator than a Devil Cultivator.

For the next two weeks, this became the norm.

The three of them walked and fished along the way.

Whenever any foolish Bandit Cultivator to approach, True Person Qingshan would be the first to rush forward, using extremely cruel methods to plunder them completely.

Even when passing by several remote Spirit Vein, True Person Qingshan, citing "these demonic Lineage have committed numerous evils," casually wiped out four or five Foundation Establishment minor clans and confiscated their property!

They dug three feet into the ground, not even sparing the roots and stems of the medicinal herbs in other people's fields.

This wave of frenzied looting actually gave True Person Qingshan a much-needed boost, and his previously gloomy complexion regained a fairer glow.

I felt like I was bathed in a spring breeze, and my mood improved dramatically!

They traveled for several more days.

Ahead appeared a continuous, blood-red mountain range, with towering peaks and faintly shimmering array-like light screens.

It is clearly the mountain gate of Golden Core sect.

Blood Spirit Mountain.

Yun Du glanced at the landmark and casually said:

"This place seems to have been the territory of the Blood Sha Sect before. Later, the Blood Sha Sect's patriarch passed away, and it was annexed by the current Illusory Devil Sect."

"The Blood Sha Sect used to be a major sect for Golden Core cultivators, with several Golden Core elders presiding over it."

"I never imagined that in just a few years, their entire family would be wiped out. Truly, centuries of cultivation have led to the collapse of their great empire in a single day..."

Yun Du sighed, a hint of melancholy in his voice...

There was even a hint of sympathy, like the fox mourning the death of a rabbit; it's unclear what he was thinking, or perhaps it foreshadowed something.

Shi Jian stopped and his gaze fell on the mountain range.

Blood Sha Sect.

The Jade Slip he had swallowed flashed into his mind instantly.

Seven names, three hideouts, two secret communication lines, and the Golden Core Elder who was living in seclusion in the Wei Kingdom as an undercover agent.

Back then, he was too weak to risk touching this landmine.

But things are different now.

With the outbreak of the beast tide in the North Sea, the cultivation world of the Wei Kingdom is about to be drawn into a quagmire of war, and the attention of the three major sects is all focused on the north.

With great chaos looming, this is the perfect opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

If this intelligence network, lurking deep within the Wei Kingdom, could be obtained, it would be an absolute weapon, or at least something he could use to his advantage!

It's not bad to use this to gain profits.

"Let's go, Fellow Yun Du."

"How come I never noticed before? You're quite the sentimental one."

Shi Jian withdrew his gaze, already having made up his mind.

Half a month later, the two men and the bear finally crossed the border and returned to the Wei Kingdom.

Upon arriving at this point, the three parted ways.

True Person Qingshan was in a hurry to return to Azure Light Gate to start refining pills, while Yun Du and Shi Jian sped back to the Cloud Sword Mountain Range.

However, trouble came knocking just a few days after he returned to White Cloud Temple.

The main hall of Sword Cloud Peak.

An envoy from the Supreme Purity Sect, dressed in a brown Daoist robe with Taiji Diagram embroidered on his chest, stood arrogantly in the center of the hall.

"Master Yun Du, the battle in the North Sea is critical. The upper sect has ordered that White Cloud Temple must send one Golden Core True Person and ten Foundation Establishment cultivators to Sea-Suppressing Immortal City to assist in the battle within three days."

"This is forced requisition; there is no room for negotiation."

"Anyone who dares to disobey will be punished according to the rules of the sect. The elders of the sect's Law Enforcement Hall will personally come to take over White Cloud Temple."

The messenger delivered a golden transfer order to Yun Du.

Although his Foundation Establishment, the envoy's tone left no room for doubt. There was nothing he could do; after all, the other party was backed by Nascent Soul Grand Sect.

Those below speak with such confidence!

After saying this, the envoy didn't even drink a sip of tea before flying away on his boat.

The atmosphere inside the main hall was oppressive.

Yun Du stared at the token on the table, his brows furrowing into a deep knot.

Shi Jian lay sprawled on the jade couch beside him, munching on a spiritual fruit, juice splashing everywhere, seemingly carefree...

"Fellow Daoist Shi, what do you think of this matter...?"

Yun Du turned to look at Shi Jian, his face clearly showing reluctance.

"Don't look at me, I'm not going."

Shi Jian spat the fruit pit onto the ground, answering crisply and decisively.

Yun Du smiled wryly, "Fellow Daoist, the upper sect has ordered us to send a Golden Core."

"You are human, I am a demon."

Shi Jian stood up, shook his hair, and his purplish-gold thunder eyes revealed a clear mind.

"The North Sea beast tide? That's a war between sea monsters and your Human Race. What's the point of me, a land-based Demon Race, going to the front lines?"

"Help you kill the siren?"

"The siren sees me as a traitor and will kill me without hesitation!"

"Help the siren kill you? You Human Race Nascent Soul monsters will be the first to kill me."

As Shi Jian spoke, he sneered inwardly, "Besides, the more Human Race and sea monsters fight like dogs, the better."

I'd rather watch the show than become cannon fodder.

Seeing that Shi Jian's words made sense, Yun Du was speechless.

Shi Jian's words, though rough, are not without merit.

The Demon Race is already a sensitive group within the human camp. If they go to the front lines, they are extremely vulnerable to being used as pawns and wasted, which would harm the interests of White Cloud Temple.

"Since you are unwilling to go, then I will have to lead the team."

Yun Du sighed; as the abbot, he had no way to avoid it.

"How many people will the Sun Clan send?" Yun Du asked.

"Let Sun Yao go. The Sun Clan needs someone to go, to give the subordinates an explanation. Sun Lin is skilled in techniques and can't go, but the Sun Clan can't do without Sun Mao in charge..."

Shi Jian spoke calmly, which was quite reasonable.

Yun Du nodded and noted it down, then took out a piece of intelligence from his sleeve:

"Just received a message."

"Over at the Azure Light Gate, Old Ghost Qingshan, in his capacity as a third-tier alchemy master, requested a truce from the Profound Purity Sect."

"He only needs to provide a fixed quota of high-grade pills each year, and he can stay in the rear."

"That old man, he's really shrewd."

"And Fenghe Sect."

Yun Du paused, his tone becoming somewhat subtle:

"This time, it was Old Monster Mu who received the transfer order and is preparing to go to the North Sea."

"As for Yan Qiu... after you severely injured him back then, his foundation was seriously damaged, and his injuries have not yet healed. He remains guarding the mountain gate."

Upon hearing this, Shi Jian paused, a hint of amusement in his expression.

Old Monster Mu is gone.

Yan Qiu injured and remained behind.

The entire Fenghe Sect now only has one half-crippled Early Golden Core left.

"Should we take action and kill Yan Qiu...?"

Shi Jian thought to himself, already harboring murderous intent...

He then thanked Yun Du and returned to Purple Firmament Peak to continue his cultivation, watching Shi Jian's departing figure...

Yun Du sighed, rubbing his forehead; he had already guessed what Shi Jian was planning.

Hopefully, the other person won't do anything foolish.