50: cult

The several men in the room stared blankly at Wei Xuan and the little pug dog in his hands.

Wei Xuan immediately saw a human heart and a human face displayed on the table!

They were actually being treated as side dishes to go with alcohol.

Furious waves surged in his heart!

Demonic Sound shuddered.

"Awoo~ Awoo~ Awowowowo~"

An invisible sound wave spread out.

The three Spirit Master Level Martial Artists didn't even have time to react before their brains violently shook.

Their minds went completely blank.

They froze where they stood.

Wei Xuan shouted coldly, "Move!"

The butterfly knife transformed into a streak of light, slicing across one man's throat.

One man was killed instantly.

He then stabbed towards the second man's heart.

Chu Changge was inwardly shocked; she never expected this puppy, not even a month old, to possess such Heaven-Defying ability.

Although she was stunned, the movements of her hands were not slow in the slightest.

Her silver spear surged with spiritual power, stabbing toward the last person like a ferocious, roaring Dragon.

By this time, Wei Xuan's knife had already slashed the second man's neck.

The final man's eyes began to focus, and he saw Chu Changge's silver spear already upon him.

His eyes were about to burst!

"Co..."

"Pfft!"

Just as he was about to shout, Chu Changge's spear pierced his throat!

The entire process took only three short seconds, and the three Spirit Masters died violent deaths.

Wei Xuan originally didn't want to kill, but the actions of these people were simply appalling!

This was the very definition of depravity!

Chu Changge's hand gripping the long spear trembled incessantly, and her face was pale.

Sweat streamed down her face.

"I, I killed someone!"

Wei Xuan: "Nonsense. Did you think you killed a pig?"

"Clang!" The silver spear fell to the ground.

Chu Changge shuddered and collapsed onto the floor.

She stared at her hands, her eyes unfocused.

Wei Xuan frowned. "Haven't you killed before? What about the bloodstains on your spear tip earlier?"

Chu Changge whimpered, "I've only wounded people, but I've never killed anyone!"

Wei Xuan grabbed her and pulled her up.

"Stop talking nonsense! We don't have time to comfort you. You'll get used to it. There are still people trapped waiting for us to rescue them! Snap out of it!"

Color instantly returned to Chu Changge's eyes, and her body stopped shaking; a strange courage filled her heart and mind.

She radiated the light of the Righteous Path!

Wei Xuan was stunned!

Was this person really that righteous?

She was too naive!

People like this actually exist?

Chu Changge picked up her long spear. Although her face was still pale, there was no fear in her eyes.

"What should we do next?"

"Should we keep killing?"

Wei Xuan covered his face.

Are you actually getting addicted to this?

"We'll use strategy!"

"Change clothes!"

The two stripped the clothes off the Spirit Master Level individuals and put them on.

The large hoods could cover their entire faces.

They looked like two simple, impoverished Cultivators.

Wei Xuan sneered.

"These uniforms look very plain, but the food and drink on that table are certainly not shabby!"

Chu Changge fiercely kicked the nearby corpse, her eyes full of hatred.

"They are all frauds who deceive the world and steal fame. Who knows how many wicked deeds they've done behind closed doors? We are eliminating a scourge for the people today!"

Wei Xuan secretly shook his head.

He wasn't doing this for justice; he just felt this girl needed help, so he came!

Yes, that was it!

"Here, take this pill first. Your injuries aren't fatal, but they will affect the battle!"

Wei Xuan pulled out a healing pill and directly shoved it into Chu Changge's mouth.

Chu Changge swallowed it instantly, her face turning bright red.

"What did you give me... Huh, oh my God!"

"My injuries are healed!"

"That's amazing!"

Wei Xuan patted her on the head.

"Hide them first, and then we'll sneak into the underground secret chamber."

Chu Changge happily went to work!

Wei Xuan took out his phone, glanced at it, and then put it in his pocket.

"Let's go!"

The two turned into shadows, fully blending into the darkness.

They did not disturb the people patrolling back and forth.

They arrived at the rear-most part of the courtyard, where there was a public restroom.

Nearby, two teams of people were patrolling with sharp eyes.

There were twenty people in total, half of whom were Spirit Scholar Level Martial Artists.

Wei Xuan was surprised; the lineup of this Faguang Cult was truly powerful.

Spirit Scholar Level Martial Artists are only used to guard the gate?

Wei Xuan led Chu Changge and walked over openly.

Immediately, the two teams locked their gazes onto Wei Xuan and Chu Changge's clothes.

They quickly bowed in greeting.

"Greetings, Protector!"

Wei Xuan nodded.

He had already grasped the basic structure of the Faguang Cult.

Throughout the Faguang Cult, the leader was Grandmaster Level, holding a supreme position.

Below him were nine Protectors.

Below them were the ordinary followers.

There were fifty or sixty ordinary followers, ranging from Spirit Apprentices to Spirit Apprentices.

Chu Changge stood there rigidly, her palms sweating.

Looking at the composed Wei Xuan, admiration immediately rose in her heart.

This Wei Xuan, who was about the same age as her, was surprisingly calm!

He was truly too clever; this approach significantly lowered the difficulty.

The leader of the guard team offered a cautious, fawning smile.

"Protector, we still need to verify the password!"

Wei Xuan nodded, and his hoarse voice rang out, "Of course! Hurry up and verify it!"

The leader cleared his throat. "Three thousand beauties in the imperial harem!"

Wei Xuan replied instantly, "Even an iron rod can be ground into a needle!"

The man looked excited and continued, "Golden chamber adorned to attend the night!"

Wei Xuan curled his lip, utterly speechless.

Do I seriously have to recite the entire poem?

Which Grandson came up with this password!

You really like classical poetry, huh!

Seeing that Wei Xuan was slow to reply, Chu Changge's hand under her sleeve secretly tugged at Wei Xuan.

"Keep going! The password!"

The man also took out a book, licked his finger, and flipped through it.

"Protector, just a reminder, 'Jade Tower...' "

After speaking, he looked at Wei Xuan expectantly.

Wei Xuan's face instantly darkened!

He stabbed his knife right into the man's shoulder.

"Pfft!"

Chu Changge's face went white!

Why did he start fighting?!

Even if you couldn't recite it, you should have let me try!

This wasn't necessary!

Now we're in trouble!

The other patrolling men also rushed forward.

Wei Xuan didn't waste any words; the flash of his knife was stunning, like a dancing sprite in the dark night.

It continuously left knife marks on these people.

Deep enough to see bone!

For a moment, screams were endless!

In three or four breaths, all these people had fallen to the ground. None were dead; Wei Xuan had only knocked them unconscious.

Chu Changge stammered, "D-didn't you say we would use strategy?"

"This is the 'strategy' you mentioned?"

Wei Xuan shrugged.

"What else?"

"..."

Chu Changge stood frozen, speechless.

Soon, the screams attracted others.

They rushed over, one by one, brandishing knives.

One man hadn't even put on his pants and was frantically tying his belt while running.

Wei Xuan didn't hold back; he took the lead.

Charging into the crowd, he unleashed a flurry of 'pffts' and 'pffts'!

Although the butterfly knife was small, Wei Xuan wielded his butterfly knife as if it had eyes, accurately striking the weak points of every person. Because the blade light was too fast, the naked eye couldn't capture its trajectory.

Some people hadn't even reacted before blood blossomed on their bodies.

They then fell to the ground in confusion.

Although there were quite a few Spirit Apprentices among them, they were no match for Wei Xuan in a single exchange!

Every time the knife light flashed, one person cried out in pain and collapsed.

In this moment, Wei Xuan was a single man holding the pass against ten thousand.

Chu Changge stared blankly for a moment.

A butterfly knife could be this fierce?

The blood in her heart was also roused by Wei Xuan's Aura.

She raised her silver spear and charged forward as well!