Chapter 652 467: No Distinction Between Good and Evil (2)

In the Northern State, a rebel leader had just awoken, suddenly feeling a chill before he opened his eyes to find a mysterious figure in black standing before him.

Before he could react, a cold blade was already poised against his neck.

The leader hurriedly said, "Hero, whatever you want, let's discuss it calmly. You won't get away if you kill me."

From the shadows, the figure pulled out a book, and with a cold voice asked, "Can you read?"

The rebel leader nodded, and the next moment a secret manual was in his hands: "You have half an hour, let's see how much you can memorize."

At first, the leader was puzzled about what it was.

But upon seeing the contents, his eyes immediately lit up.

Ignoring the knife at his neck, he swiftly browsed through it.

Fortunately, although the manual was extremely intricate, it wasn't excessively lengthy.

Within less than the time of a cup of tea, he had memorized its contents.

To ensure accuracy, the rebel leader carefully reviewed it a second time, then a third...

Just before he could finish the third review, the shadowy figure forcibly took back the book and vanished in the distance.

"Please wait..." The leader tried to pursue but the figure had already disappeared.

At the border of Central State in Dragon Gate City.

This is the only entry to Central State, and the most prosperous city apart from the capitals of the Four States.

On Flower Street, Hongque Tower had quietly changed owners.

A Madam, whose appearance was not particularly striking, stared at the grand gate on the side of Dragon Gate City absentmindedly.

This gate stood as high as a six-story building, its red surface adorned with rows of shining golden studs.

The origin of Dragon Gate Town lay with this very gate.

In the entire Cangyan Realm, only the Zhao Family and those chosen by them could enter this gate.

A leap through the Dragon Gate.

No matter how renowned one was in the Four Directions States, only those who could pass through this gate were truly preeminent in the world.

At least it had been this way for the thousands of years before.

"Zhao Family, sooner or later I will break this gate and take you all to pay for my son's death."

Then she smiled broadly, intentionally swaying her hips as she shrieked, "Girls upstairs and down, rise and meet the guests."

Just like these three individuals, there are several others scattering across the Cangyan Realm.

Each of them is silently orchestrating their revenge against the Zhao Family in their own way.

Deep inside the mine.

Zheng Yi, who was cultivating, slowly opened his eyes and asked Zhao Tianming who walked in, "Have they left?"

"Yes, they found nothing again. But now they're getting impatient, if they don't find any clues, they might choose a random place to massacre to report back."

This was the third special agent Zheng Yi and his people had hosted.

The agents' visits were becoming more frequent and the search more meticulous, with the scope expanding greatly.

Yet, as time passed, uncovering information about those deceased Zhao Family members was becoming increasingly difficult.

"Finally, those bastards are gone!"

Cheers erupted outside the mine.

After all, without those so-called special agents around, their days were far more comfortable.

Many people had changed so drastically compared to months ago as if they were completely different individuals.

The boys grew like bamboo shoots, visibly taller with each passing day, while the adults filled out from their formerly emaciated bodies.

Adjustments had to be made when the agents arrived, to prevent them from noticing discrepancies.

Although eating coarse grains would fill the stomach, everything paled in comparison.

Once accustomed to having meat at every meal, going back to having none was truly unsettling.

The elders managed, but the young ones almost plotted to assassinate the agent.

After all, those people were cultivating the secret manual created by Zheng Yi, and their cultivation levels were steadily climbing.

Now, in the entire mine, apart from the very young ones, everyone was in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Zhou Kunshan and Fengg Haitao had even reached mid-stage Crystal, pushing toward Crystal Peak.

In terms of cultivation alone, they were even catching up with Zheng Yi.

But as the deity venerated by the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, Zheng Yi had the Power of Faith backing him.

His actual combat power was no less than that of a Golden Core Peak.

Aside from Zheng Yi, the most powerful was Zhou Ming.

As the Sect Leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, he too had the Power of Faith granted by Zheng Yi.

His strength was just slightly weaker than Zheng Yi's.

"Lord, we've received some information that I believe is related to our people." Zhou Kunshan eagerly presented some intelligence to Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi glanced over the documents.

The first piece of intel revealed that a rebel army called Qingshan Army in the Southern State had hidden in the mountains.

Zhao Family's tributor experts spent a month tracking them down.

In the end, they were ambushed by Qingshan Army's five commanders, who killed one and forced the rest to flee wounded.

Another piece of intel reported four uprisings in the Northern State within two months.

Though eventually suppressed, the rebel leaders' strength exceeded expectations.

One Zhao Family tributor expert, overconfident, was killed on the spot by a rebel leader.

The significant part was that while the rebels were scattered.

Yet, two rebel leaders successfully escaped, likely to return stronger soon.

"Excellent!" Zheng Yi nodded approvingly.

Judging from this intelligence alone, he knew it was the handiwork of the students he trained.

By observing the rebels' style, he could faintly deduce which person made the move.

Just after finishing reading the good news, Zheng Yi received bad news.

"Lord, the Zhao Family has annihilated our preaching site in Xishun City."

"All the followers were killed, not a single survivor." At this point, Zhou Ming's eyes were red.

No one expected that initially, Zhou Ming only started the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect out of boredom and bragging.

Accidentally creating such a sect.

Since then, with Zheng Yi's support, the sect's scale expanded rapidly.

Now, besides Central State which Zhou Ming could not yet enter, the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect had its presence in the Four Directions States of the Cangyan Realm.

This certainly wasn't achieved out of thin air, but through Zhou Ming's efforts.

Everything about the sect was the result of his dedication.

Presently.

Xishun City, a key city in the Eastern State, housed many sect members and was led by carefully chosen Real Beings and Incense Masters.

Though aware the Zhao Family wouldn't allow the sect to continue expanding recklessly.

No one expected the Zhao Family to be so ruthless, striking suddenly during a sermon.

No distinction made, everyone was slaughtered.

Many were there merely for curiosity, not intending to join the sect.

Moreover, eight out of the one hundred and eight Dharma Protector Vajras created by Zheng Yi were killed on the spot.

The number of Protector Vajras was already incomplete, not even half of them present.

Losing eight was indeed a significant loss.

Though, following Zheng Yi's method, replacements could be directly selected.

But selecting candidates wasn't easy; matters of faith often proved challenging.

For instance, the Dragon Subduing Arhat—some believed he should be tall and mighty, others saw him as of average stature, relying on strong magical power to subdue dragons.

If the selected candidates weren't widely accepted, it would require more effort and time to harness the Dragon Subduing Arhat's power.

"Share your thoughts." Zheng Yi wasn't as agitated as Zhou Ming.

Since founding the sect, he knew this day would inevitably come.