’This should be fine.’

’But which side is this Demon Sect on?’

’The Emei Sword Sect just brutally crushed two waves of "invasions" from the Demon Sect!’

’And the Martial Arts of this sect are truly bizarre and evil.’

’At least, the few Demons or their disciples that Zhao Rui had encountered showed a complete disregard for human life.’

"Are these the believers you just recruited?"

Zhao Rui glanced at the others and asked.

"Yes! Yes! Sir, we haven’t done anything illegal. We just want to learn Martial Arts and get ahead in life."

The man spoke through snot and tears. The bizarre torment from before had left him trembling uncontrollably.

"Tell me the address. And your contact."

"Yes, yes!"

After questioning them, Zhao Rui struck their Qi Sea Acupoints, shattering their Demon Skills.

Although their Martial Arts were currently mediocre, Demon Skills progressed too quickly. He couldn’t take any chances.

"You handle the rest. I’m making a trip to Su Province!"

"Don’t worry!"

Zhao Jinze swept a cold gaze over the men. Since his nephew was so concerned, he definitely couldn’t let them run free.

Zhao Rui wasn’t worried about things here. They were just a few small fries, after all.

He was already driving to Su Province.

「A couple of hours later.」

In a quiet, remote mountain village, Zhao Rui parked his car.

He walked in slowly.

The village was peaceful, no different from any ordinary one.

Now and then, two or three children could be heard giggling outside, their laughter mixing with the distant sounds of chickens and dogs—a perfect picture of idyllic country life.

The weather was cold, and the children wore thick, padded clothes as they played on the ground, getting themselves filthy.

No adults seemed to be supervising them.

It wasn’t until Zhao Rui’s approaching footsteps sent dogs barking that a woman walked out, holding a food basin.

Seeing that Zhao Rui was a stranger, she told the children to get up and go inside.

Her eyes kept darting toward Zhao Rui.

"Ma’am, is this Hu Family Village?"

Zhao Rui asked politely.

"Who are you looking for?"

The woman sized up Zhao Rui and asked warily.

"Is your village chief around? I have something I’d like to ask him."

"I don’t know!"

The moment she heard he was looking for the village chief, the woman’s expression changed. She immediately pulled her children into the house and slammed the door shut.

Zhao Rui frowned and continued walking forward.

He walked through the village for a while and came across a few people heading out in a car. He had just started to greet them when they heard he was looking for the village chief.

They immediately drove off without another word.

Zhao Rui saw that they didn’t look like they knew any Martial Arts, which made him suspicious.

’Did I come to the wrong place?’

Just as he was continuing his search deeper into the village, several figures suddenly blocked his path.

"Heard you were looking for me?"

A thuggish-looking man with short hair emerged from the alley entrance with a cold sneer.

"You’re the village chief here?"

"Yeah, that’s me. Who’re you? What do you want?"

As the village chief spoke, he rolled his tongue against the inside of his cheek, putting on a ferocious expression.

He didn’t look like a village official in the slightest.

He was the spitting image of a gangster.

"I have some business to discuss with you. Let’s find a quiet place,"

Zhao Rui said calmly.

"Oh? Business, huh? Fine. Let’s see what kind of business you have."

After speaking, the village chief had his men surround Zhao Rui and lead him into a large courtyard.

The courtyard was vast, containing a three-story building that was lavishly decorated.

Inside the building, the village chief plopped down on a sofa, threw his arms back, and looked Zhao Rui up and down before saying, "Alright, spit it out. What do you want?"

A black light flickered in Zhao Rui’s eyes. In an instant, the village chief stood up ramrod straight, like a wooden puppet.

"My identity is the chief of Hu Family Village, and also a Little Flag of the Holy Lotus Sect’s Qiyang Sub-Branch! My Martial Arts were taught to me by the Squad Leader. I don’t know who is above him."

"The Squad Leader previously ordered me to recruit believers, starting from the grassroots, looking for ordinary villagers..."

"Right now, I’ve absorbed all the villagers with a talent for Martial Arts. I’ve also expanded to more than ten villages in the town..."

"The Squad Leader lives in Qiyang County, at 78 Arhat Street..."

"I’ve taken any good-looking woman for myself, even... and there were two villagers who didn’t listen, so I killed them..."

After hearing his confession, Zhao Rui’s eyes turned cold. He directly channeled his Power and scrambled the man’s brain into mush.

An unrepentant evildoer. His death was no loss.

After killing the village chief, Zhao Rui had a nearby lackey, now under Enchanting Soul, use the village committee’s loudspeaker to summon all the sect members still in the village.

One by one, he crippled their Martial Arts.

As for those who had committed evil, they naturally followed the village chief to their doom.

After finishing all this, Zhao Rui vanished from the village and rushed to the county seat.

’There are so many people across all these villages; I don’t have the ability to find them all.’

’It’s more important to deal with the leadership first.’

He hadn’t intended to go on a killing spree, but what these people had done was truly too much.

After practicing Demon Skills, they all behaved like animals.

How could anyone be expected to show them mercy?

’It doesn’t matter which side this Demon Sect is on.’

’Judging by the character of the members they’ve recruited, they’re definitely no good.’

Arriving at the county seat by car, Zhao Rui found a place to park and strode into the territory of the Holy Lotus Sect’s sub-branch.

It was a mid-rise office building, magnificently decorated.

A huge plaque for Shunhua Trading Co., Ltd. hung by the entrance.

It was clearly the headquarters of a large trading company.

Zhao Rui couldn’t be bothered with questions. He directly used a Demon Skill to bewilder the pretty young woman at the front desk, had her lead the way, and went up to the seventh floor.

The seventh floor housed the chairman’s office.

Once he reached the floor, Zhao Rui stepped out of the elevator alone and walked toward the chairman’s office as if treading on air.

The offices all had plaques, so they were easy to identify.

As soon as he entered the hallway, the faint sounds from every room reached his ears.

Zhao Rui listened for a moment, and his brow furrowed.

’Four Martial Artists in the Grandmaster Realm? This Squad Leader really puts on a show.’

Although this Squad Leader seemed to be the chairman of a county-level company, hiring four Grandmaster Realm Martial Artists at once was far too extravagant.

It was more likely they were members of the Holy Lotus Sect.

Zhao Rui sneered, walked to the door, and casually pushed it open.

The moment the door was flung open, the five people inside instantly tensed up like cats with their fur on end, on high alert.

How could they not be on alert?

Someone had reached their door and opened it, yet they hadn’t heard a thing.

"Who are you?"

A young man behind the desk shouted sharply.

"Are you from the Demon Sect?"

"How dare you! You dare insult our Holy Sect!"

The young man finished with a cold voice and shot a look at the other four.

Then, he suddenly struck out at Zhao Rui with his palm.

At the same moment he made his move, the other four also attacked Zhao Rui.

Zhao Rui snorted coldly. His body flickered, and in the blink of an eye, he dodged the four men’s attacks.

At the same time, he channeled the Illusionary Sound Technique and directed it at the five of them.

One of the five was at the True Transformation Realm, but in less than half a move, he was struck by Zhao Rui’s palm and fell heavily to the ground.

"Squad Leader Shen!"

One of them cried out in alarm. It turned out the one with the weakest Martial Arts was none other than the Qi Yang Sub-Squad Leader.

"You’re courting death!"

Enraged, the four men charged Zhao Rui in unison.

Zhao Rui stood his ground, unafraid. His hands moved to block left and right, parrying all their Techniques.

Not only did he block them, but he did so with effortless grace. Every move he made displayed the air of a Grandmaster.

The more they fought, the more terrified the four became. They knew this man’s Martial Arts were strong.

But they never expected his Martial Arts to be this powerful, and for them to be Demon Skills on top of that.

"Who... who in the world are you?"

"How do you know our Demon Sect’s Divine Skill!"

"And who are you? How dare you disrespect this Envoy!"

"’This Envoy’?"

The four were stunned, and their movements slowed for a fraction of a second.

Zhao Rui stared at them coldly, the aura of his Demon Skill growing more intense.

The four exchanged a glance, simultaneously stopped their attacks, and took a step back in unison.

They looked at Zhao Rui with uncertainty in their eyes.

"I am the Illusionary Sound Divine Envoy of the Holy Sect. How dare you disrespect this Envoy!"

Zhao Rui said coldly. A black light flashed in his eyes, and his voice sounded as if it had risen from the Nine Hells.

The moment this voice sounded, the Squad Leader, who was already on the ground, let out a wretched cry and passed out.

"Th-this... We greet the Divine Envoy!"

The four men’s Divine Souls trembled. They hastily bowed and paid their respects, no longer daring to look up at Zhao Rui.