Could it be that I am the cruel villain?-Chapter 851 - 485: Are You Also Looking for Jiang Feng?

The sky was dim.

The blood-red sky made people uneasy, and a group of young disciples wearing blue and purple Taoist robes carefully walked through the dense forest, crossed the perilous swamp, traversed the steep hills, clearly not heading towards the abandoned Old Capital of Dongyue.

They were attempting to leave this chaotic place.

"Look, someone is coming out. The person is probably carrying a Demon Trapping Cage, right? They don't look good, probably injured. What do you think, should we take action?"

Eyes hidden in the shadows sparkled upon seeing these five. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

The seven-hundred-li range of Old Dongyue is open to any outsider young disciples. After all, it's a place for exorcising demons. However, cultivators at the Divinity Transformation Stage and above are kept outside Dongxing City, providing some level of protection for the young disciples.

Any opportunity or treasure found within the Old Capital belongs to these young talents. These were originally rewards for cultivators to fight demons. Now that the seals are broken, many demons are bound to escape, and no matter the level of cultivation, they can't possibly surround the entire Old Capital.

The people intending to steal and deceive were certainly not disciples sent by the East Sea Clan.

Though Dongyue isn't what it used to be, the former Emperor is still alive. The situation is dire, but not to the extent where survival depends on robbery. After all, their ancestors were affluent, and no one would stoop so low.

Despite the current Holy Emperor having made mistakes and being less powerful than the predecessor, the bloodline remains. The main concern for everyone now is ensuring the Prince's survival and the continuation of the bloodline, so they won't haggle over petty gains.

"Quick, follow them."

Hearing someone speak, the drowsy few immediately perked up, especially the middle-aged man leading them, who looked excited.

One person seemed hesitant, seeing the five passing by with weary faces and occasional coughs, appearing heavily injured, clearly having experienced a fierce battle.

Unable to hold back, he cautiously asked, "Or perhaps we should forget it? Dongyue summoned cultivators worldwide to exorcise demons. Isn't waiting here a bit..."

"Enough!"

A slap landed on the head right there and then.

The middle-aged man leading them looked as though he had just entered the Core Formation stage, seemingly amiable in appearance but ordinary-looking, with a standard face. Still, the things he did...

"You foolish boy."

He regarded the youngest disciple with an expression of frustration.

"If not for trying to help you brats successfully break through realms and gather more Spirit Stones, would I be doing such disgraceful things?"

"Within these seven hundred li of the Old Capital, danger lurks everywhere, and experts are plentiful. Everyone we've encountered during this journey were Foundation Establishment cultivators, none lower in realm than you."

"Core Formation experts are everywhere too. We saw at least seven or eight, all in the same realm as myself, all family disciples. Rumor has it that when this forbidden area was first opened, some Nascent Soul experts entered seeking treasures."

"Now, if you want to find opportunities like them, there's no other way. Unless you want me to lead you there?"

"If you, foolish child, could be as enlightened as those family disciples and gifted, would I need to resort to these petty thefts? You don't practice well daily, yet now you complain about our tactics being less than honorable."

"If you want to be righteous, go into this godforsaken place and fight them yourself!"

He reprimanded angrily in a low voice and gave a hard kick.

The young disciple immediately hung his head, doing nothing. Though the words were harsh, they were indeed true; great figures have their ways of survival, while small figures have theirs.

Since facing them head-on was difficult, they could only ambush carefully, waiting for others to be injured before seizing the opportunity. They had been patiently waiting nearby for ten days.

Many cultivators like the ones before surrounded the Old Capital, all looking to pick up what others lost and reap the benefits. However, it's rare to see a master leading disciples to waylay others.

"Yes, master."

He replied.

But because of the foolish disciple's hesitation, they missed the best opportunity to act. Following cautiously behind, their steps were very light, moving quickly and silently. It was evident that their family's cultivation technique probably related to sneaky skills.

No, it should be said their Qinggong was good.

They continued to weave through the trees. There was no official path in this mountain, so they followed places that seemed to have fewer steep rocks. However, the five slowed down noticeably, stopping frequently, appearing extremely weak.

"Jin An, what night is tonight? What day is today?"

Without warning, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Indeed, the five running out of the Old Capital so haggardly were disciples of Divine Thunder Valley.

"Not sure. Though we encountered many people along the way, we didn't dare to approach them. Who knows if they'd suddenly attack us? Young Master, your Dragon Fish is still too conspicuous."

He offered a bitter smile.

The five looked at each other and realized these brothers all looked unlike humans, not to mention the stubbled faces, their robes were in tatters with bloodstains, and their hair unkempt for who knew how long. They weren't quite beggars, but looked more like fallen noble sons expelled from their family.