93: Chapter 93: Repeated Jumps and Turns, Simulating the Real Gameplay

[Over a dozen Qinglan Sect disciples held torches and wielded magical artifacts, surrounding Danxia Peak tremblingly.]

[They felt that demonic energy soaring into the sky, but dared not approach.]

["W-what do we do?"]

[A young disciple's voice trembled, "Should we go in and take a look?"]

["What are you staring at! That aura is at least Gu Zhen Realm! Are you trying to get yourself killed by going in?"]

["But Elder Zhou is still inside..."]

[Before the words had faded, a figure swept out from the cave.]

[Demonic energy swirled around, and the dark red light was exceptionally piercing in the night.]

[Chu Sheng stood on the summit of Danxia Peak, looking down at the panicked disciples at the foot of the mountain.]

[Zhou Wantang followed behind him, her purple skirt fluttering lightly in the night wind. The coldness she usually wore was gone from her face, replaced only by obedience.]

["Master," she said softly, "these..."]

[Chu Sheng raised his hand, interrupting her.]

["I know."]

[He leapt down.]

[The slaughter began.]

[The full power of his Heavenly Demon Body was unleashed; the demonic energy transformed into thousands of tentacles, sweeping across the area.]

[Those disciples in the Qi Induction stage didn't even have time to scream before they were twisted into blood mist by the demonic energy.]

[The blood mist did not dissipate but was absorbed by the demonic energy, turning into pure vital power that surged into Chu Sheng's body.]

["Refreshing."]

[He licked his lips, his eyes turning even redder.]

[Zhou Wantang followed behind him, forming hand seals. Streams of blood-colored runes flew out, pinning the disciples who tried to flee in place.]

[The two worked in coordination, as if harvesting wheat.]

[An hour later, there wasn't a single living soul left under Danxia Peak.]

[Fresh blood soaked the ground, and a thick smell of blood permeated the air.]

[A dozen corpses lay scattered about, their deaths miserable.]

[Chu Sheng stood in a sea of blood and mountain of corpses, feeling his cultivation surging within him.]

[Mid-Stage True Gathering.]

[Almost there, just a little more.]

[He turned his head to look at Zhou Wantang.]

[Zhou Wantang lowered her eyes, her face expressionless, but her slightly trembling fingers betrayed the fear in her heart.]

[Chu Sheng smiled.]

["Scared?"]

[Zhou Wantang shook her head, then nodded.]

[Chu Sheng walked over and lifted her face.]

["Rest assured, you are my person; I will not kill you."]

[Zhou Wantang looked into his dark red eyes, a complex emotion welling up in her heart.]

["Master," she suddenly spoke, "now that the killing is done, how will you explain it?"]

[Chu Sheng was taken aback.]

[Zhou Wantang pointed at the corpses covering the ground.]

["So many people in the sect have died; there must be an explanation. Otherwise, when the Sect Master returns, we will be the first ones investigated."]

[Chu Sheng fell silent.]

[That was indeed a problem.]

[He pondered for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up.]

["I've got it."]

[Zhou Wantang looked at him.]

[Chu Sheng pointed towards the direction of the Scripture Pavilion.]

["The Old Man of the Pavilion Guard, Li Chunfeng, is a mole for the Yan Kingdom."]

[Zhou Wantang was stunned.]

["Master... how do you know?"]

[Chu Sheng did not explain, only smiled.]

["Tell me, what if these people were all killed by him?"]

[Zhou Wantang's pupils constricted slightly.]

["But... but he clearly didn't..."]

["Whether he did or not is unimportant."]

[Chu Sheng interrupted her, "What's important is whether the Sect Master believes it."]

[He paused, his smile becoming increasingly sinister.]

["An Yan Kingdom mole, lurking for decades, goes on a killing spree after being discovered, attempting to silence witnesses—is this reason enough?"]

[Zhou Wantang fell silent; she felt like she was the real novice.]

[After a long while, she asked softly.]

["But he... is not easy to deal with. Can Master handle him?"]

[Chu Sheng touched the immortal slaying gourd at his waist.]

["I can."]

Chu Sheng watched this scene, his mouth twitching.

"Damn, that's truly not acting like a human."

He cursed, but quickly shrugged, "Besides, what does what the demon body does have to do with me, Chu Sheng?"

He leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs.

"I definitely can't do this in reality. But in the simulation..."

He smiled, "Anyway, every simulation is a life."

He recalled an idea he had—repeatedly jumping back and forth.

Being a double agent.

This simulation rewards me by letting me join the Demonic Path and kill to my heart's content.

Next simulation, I'll join the righteous path and be a saint.

The simulation after that, I'll be a merchant, and the next one after that, a hermit...

"Perfect."

He nodded, "This way, I won't have any guilt."

He looked at the Chu Sheng in the screen, who was billowing with demonic energy, and muttered.

"Brother, you do your killing, I'll do my watching. We won't interfere with each other."

[Chu Sheng had already started absorbing the vital power of the deceased.]

[Mid-Stage True Gathering, Peak of Mid-Stage True Gathering, Late Stage True Gathering—]

["Boom!"]

[A powerful aura erupted from his body!]

[Peak of True Gathering Realm!]

[Only one step away from True Firmament.]

[Chu Sheng opened his eyes, blood-red light flickering in them.]

["Still a little short," he muttered, "I need to find more food."]

[He looked towards the direction of the Scripture Pavilion.]

[There, the Old Man of the Pavilion Guard, Li Chunfeng, was at Mid-Stage Gu Zhen Realm.]

["He'll do."]

[Chu Sheng stood up, and the demonic energy surged again.]

[Zhou Wantang followed behind him without a word.]

[The two, one after the other, swept towards the Scripture Pavilion.]

[Outside the Scripture Pavilion, the Old Man of the Pavilion Guard was already standing there.]

[Li Chunfeng looked at the monstrous demonic energy in the distance, his expression grave.]

[He had sensed something was wrong just a moment ago.]

[That demonic energy... it was too strong, and it was moving towards him.]

["I've been a mole for the Tianfeng Kingdom for decades, what kind of situation haven't I seen?" he muttered, "But this demonic energy..."]

[He frowned.]

[How could a demonic cultivator of the Gu Zhen Realm appear in the Qinglan Sect?]

[Could it be aimed at the Scripture Pavilion?]

[Just as he was about to retreat into the pavilion, two figures had already landed in front of him.]

[Chu Sheng.]

[And Zhou Wantang.]

[Li Chunfeng's pupils constricted slightly.]

[The aura on Zhou Wantang... was not right.]

[She stood behind Chu Sheng, eyes lowered and obedient, like a servant.]

[And Chu Sheng...]

[That monstrous demonic energy was emanating from him!]

["You..."]

[Li Chunfeng looked at Chu Sheng, his eyes full of shock, "How can you be a demonic cultivator?!"]

[Chu Sheng smiled.]

["Senior, long time no see."]

[Li Chunfeng's face turned livid.]

[One must know that whether in the Yan Kingdom or the Tianfeng Kingdom, demonic cultivators are like rats crossing the street, despised by everyone.]

["You deceived me!"]

[Chu Sheng shook his head.]

["I didn't deceive you. I just... changed paths."]

[He raised his hand, and the demonic energy transformed into a long blade.]

["Senior, my apologies."]

[Li Chunfeng took a deep breath, and the aura on his body began to climb.]

[Late Stage Gu Zhen Realm, full power unleashed!]

["Kid, do you think I am that easy to deal with?"]

[Chu Sheng did not answer.]

[He just patted the immortal slaying gourd at his waist.]

[A purple-gold light flashed and vanished.]