Is It Wrong to Bully the Novice Village for System Rewards?

After deftly disposing of the evidence, Qi Yuan swaggered back to Falling Cloud Valley, his emotions perfectly stable, as if nothing had happened at all.

The mission concerning Reed River City would be handled by people from the Supreme Mystery Sanctuary; it wasn’t something he needed to worry about.

Those qualified to take on such missions were all elite disciples within the Sanctuary. Given their efficiency, it wouldn’t be long before the entire Reed River City was turned upside down. No demon or evil spirit would stand a chance.

For him, the most important thing now was to complete the current system mission as soon as possible, obtain that wisp of Heavenly Dao essence, and then find a safe place to form his Nascent Soul.

The reason he hadn’t dared to act recklessly before was that he hadn’t yet figured out how much power the Demonic Sect still had hidden within Falling Cloud Valley. Now that he knew the identities of all the Demonic Sect spies, his concerns were greatly reduced.

As soon as he returned to his residence, the communication talisman within his personal space began to buzz incessantly, flickering with light.

“So fast? Already news?”

Qi Yuan was momentarily taken aback, then quickly retrieved the talisman. Activating it, a respectful voice came through:

“Reporting to the Holy Scion, this subordinate has released that mission as per your instructions.”

“Because the reward you set is extremely generous, two Golden Core late-stage disciples quickly teamed up and accepted the mission. They have already set off for Reed River City and believe news will arrive soon.”

“Also, this subordinate just copied a detailed dossier on Ji Chan’er, a Legacy Disciple of the Nether Fiend Sect, from the Intelligence Hall. May this subordinate read it to you now?”

“Read it now.”

Qi Yuan ordered indifferently.

On the other end, Liang Huai cleared his throat and began reading earnestly:

“Ji Chan’er, female, bone age twenty-six years old, very beautiful, height five chi and two cun, zodiac sign Tiger, estimated waist measurement two chi, estimated weight…”

The corner of Qi Yuan’s mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn’t help but interrupt:

“Skip these trivial details! Get to the important points!”

“Uh… yes, yes…”

There was a clear pause on the other end. After a cough, the voice continued:

“Ji Chan’er is the personal disciple of Ji Ningzhen, an elder of the Nether Fiend Sect at the Dao Integration realm. She is also a direct descendant of the Ji Clan, one of the three great families of the Nether Fiend Sect. Her primary cultivation technique is the sect-guarding secret canon, the Myriad Phantoms Art.”

“As she showed exceptional talent from a young age, she received great attention within her clan and was listed as a Legacy Disciple early on. Furthermore, due to her peerless beauty and stunning appearance, she is revered by some Nether Fiend Sect disciples as one of the ‘Four Great Beauties of the Nether Fiend Sect’ and enjoys extremely high popularity within the sect.”

“Currently, Ji Chan’er is competing for the position of Holy Maiden among some Legacy Disciples of her generation. However, she hasn’t been seen in the Five Demonic Domains for a long time. Many within the Nether Fiend Sect are inquiring about her whereabouts…”

After listening to this information, Qi Yuan frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

So, Ji Chan’er was indeed from the Ji Clan of the Nether Fiend Sect.

Unlike other sects, the powerful Nether Fiend Sect has been controlled since its founding by three great families: Ji, Shen, and Situ.

Almost every successive Sect Master of the Nether Fiend Sect has come from these three families. The ancestral founders of these three families are all Great Ascension realm demonic cultivators, revered as the Three Demon Venerables.

Of course, Ji Chan’er is merely one of many talented juniors in the Ji Clan. She might not even be the most valued one; otherwise, she wouldn’t have lain low for three years in a small place like Falling Cloud Valley over a single ten-thousand-year Phantom Star Herb.

“Steward Liang, you may attend to your duties for now. Notify me immediately once that mission is completed.”

After giving Liang Huai these instructions, Qi Yuan severed the connection with the jade talisman.

Elsewhere.

Bai Xirou groggily opened her eyes and found herself lying on a bamboo couch. A blurry figure sat beside her.

“Hmm… how did I get here?”

She rubbed her head. It felt like she had slept for a long time, but she couldn’t remember how she had come here or what had happened before she lost consciousness.

“Senior Sister Bai, you’re awake?”

Seeing her wake up, Ji Chan’er smiled slightly. A strange glint flickered in her pale purple eyes. “You accidentally inhaled pollen from Drowsy Blossoms in the herb garden and fainted. Fortunately, I found you in time and brought you here.”

“Drowsy Blossoms?”

Bai Xirou tried hard to recall but had no memory of it. “But I don’t remember encountering any Drowsy Blossoms.”

Ji Chan’er looked at her with a faintly amused smile and said softly, “Remember this: you fainted after inhaling pollen from Drowsy Blossoms, and then I saved you.”

Her voice flowed like water, carrying a strangely bewitching and demonic power.

Under the influence of this voice, Bai Xirou’s expression gradually became vacant. She murmured to herself:

“Yes… I encountered Drowsy Blossoms… smelled their fragrance… felt weak all over… fainted… Junior Sister Zhen saved me…”

Seeing that the other’s spirit was now completely under her control, Ji Chan’er’s expression remained calm. A deep purple light swirled within her profound pupils.

“From now on, Big Qi will be your one and only true love. You must devote everything you have to him without reservation until you become his woman. Only then can you be freed from this illusion and return to normal.”

“Yes… you are right.”

At this moment, a faint purple glow shimmered behind Bai Xirou’s lowered eyelids. Two blushes appeared on her jade-white face as she murmured dreamily:

“Big Qi is the man I love most… I want to become his woman…”

At the same time.

Outside Falling Cloud Valley.

A magnificent jade carriage cut through the clouds and arrived in an instant, coming to a gentle halt in mid-air just outside Falling Cloud Valley.

Seeing this flying carriage approach, several Falling Cloud Valley disciples responsible for guarding the mountain gate immediately became alert. They rushed forward and called out loudly:

“Who goes there? Why are you approaching our Falling Cloud Valley territory?”

Before their voices had even faded away, a cold snort emanated from within the carriage.

The snort was like thunder exploding. The guarding disciples instantly seemed to suffer a heavy blow, staggering back and falling to the ground clutching their ears in pain.

“Hiss… what kind of person is this? With just a light sound, they nearly shook us to death.”

The few disciples were utterly terrified, looking up at the carriage.

Next, the curtain made of mermaid silk at the front of the carriage slowly lifted. Eight beautiful maidservants dressed in smoky skirts, charming and docile, escorted a young man dressed in luxurious robes and a jade belt as he stepped out.

The man was handsome, but with a hint of wickedness between his brows. His movements were casual and unrestrained, clearly marking him as someone accustomed to holding a high position for a long time.

He looked down upon the group of guarding disciples, coldly stating:

“Where is your Sect Leader? Tell him to roll out immediately to welcome this Holy Scion. Otherwise, don’t blame this Holy Scion for tearing down this shabby place!”

“Tear down our Falling Cloud Valley? Who are you? How dare you act so presumptuously!”

Before these disciples could react, an angry shout suddenly rang out from within the valley.

Immediately after, a streak of light flew over, hovering in mid-air before transforming into a blue-robed elder. This was precisely Falling Cloud Valley’s Outer Sect Elder, Mo Zhengyang.

Upon seeing the young man, Mo Zhengyang’s expression suddenly changed drastically.

He actually couldn’t discern the cultivation of the young man before him at all.

Nascent Soul cultivator?!

Just as he was wavering in shock, the young man curled the corner of his mouth in a hint of an arc, indifferently stating:

“I am the Celestial Zenith Sanctuary’s Holy Scion. Within the time it takes to burn an incense stick, have your Sect Leader come out to pay respects!”

“You… you are actually the Celestial Zenith Holy Scion?!”

Mo Zhengyang was immediately frightened out of his wits, hurriedly bowing and saluting the other. “This old man was blind just now. If there was any offense, please forgive me.”

“Please, Holy Scion, wait a moment. This old man will immediately go invite the Sect Leader to come welcome you.”

Saying so, Mo Zhengyang fully unleashed his escape technique, flustered as he rushed toward the main hall to report the news…