Chapter 1546. Visit to a Demonic Sect.

"...What did you say? Repeat it for me."

The person kneeling in front of Sterila spoke with a solemn tone. "The [Double Sword Peak Sect]’s top powerhouses have been annihilated. Once the news spread, the nearby enemy, the Demonic Sect, used the chance to rush over and deal a finishing blow. By the time reinforcements arrived, the [Double Sword Peak Sect] had been littered with corpses."

Sterila, as one of the top-tier powerhouses of the righteous faction, was momentarily dazed by the absurd news that just reached her. The Double Sword Peak was not a second-rate sect. It was ranked firmly among the top 50 sects worldwide. Yet, news reached her that it had been uprooted in a single day.

"Who did it?"

"...It is rumored that the one who did it is the Crystal Blood Witch."

The other side spoke with a touch of carefulness. He knew that this enemy had been a thorn in Sterila’s side for a long time. So, just mentioning it would cause the woman to be in a bad mood.

Sterila, however, reacted unexpectedly. "That’s... not right. I admit that the Crystal Blood Witch is strong. However, she doesn’t have the strength to flatten an entire sect so easily and without leaving clear signs. When she does things, the aftermath is a scorched landscape and crystal shards."

***

While Sterila was sent into a new turmoil, Yasenia and Angel moved toward the next target. Yasenia had naturally felt the movements of the Demonic Sect, but she didn’t care about them. The reason was actually quite simple.

Angel spoke softly. "That demonic sect almost managed to steal one of my treasures."

Yasenia smiled. "That’s alright. Let’s go steal their treasury. Moreover, they just looted that... that..." Yasenia blinked and muttered. "Two Sword Mountain Sect?"

Andrea, at the side, corrected while pfft-ing with laughter. "Double Sword Peak Sect, love. That’s their name."

Yasenia shrugged, using the small gesture to nestle Angel more firmly in her arms. "Whatever, they are now gone, so they can be called two tomb peaks for all that matters."

So, their group stealthily followed the demonic people who came to ransack, eventually arriving at an obscured valley. Yasenia hummed, her gaze curious. "Do demonic sects in this world live in hiding?"

Angel nodded. "Yes. Demonic Sects are strong, but they are too divided to occupy land openly. If any of them dare surface, the Righteous People will flock toward them like moths to a flame."

"Really?" Yasenia asked, confused. "Then, why don’t they use that method to attract and slaughter the righteous side? They have the best bait for it."

Angel blinked, then blinked again. Her head tilted to the side adorably, puzzled. "Right, why don’t they do that?"

Tatyana answered for them. "They probably have not thought about it, and even if they have, there probably is no demonic sect selfless enough to act as bait."

Yasenia hummed, still a bit unconvinced and smelling some conspiracy. Still, Tatyana’s answer was quite airtight, so she didn’t mull over it. At the end of the day, it was not her business.

"Anyway, we are here. Let’s knock on their doors."

So, Yasenia’s group suddenly appeared at the front door of the sect, hidden in the misty valley. Their sudden appearance startled the people guarding nearby, many entering a guarded state.

Yasenia didn’t bother with anyone and spoke lightly. "Anna, Eve, guide us to the treasury."

***

In the main building, a few people with robes that truly made them look like quite cliched demonic cultivators stood together. There was a woman with a dangerous but alluring look, a man covered in bandages, a gloomy old man, and a tall middle-aged man with a touch of demonic charm.

The woman chuckled, counting the treasures they looted. "So many corpses and treasures. Our [Four Claw Demon Sect] is basically set for a few decades with this, even if we stop gathering resources."

The man in bandages had a hoarse voice. "These many corpses will nurture an army of Corpse Puppets that can swallow the surroundings of the Misty Valley. We can use them to harvest more, multiplying our number of Corpse Puppets."

However, as they spoke, they heard hurried steps, and someone burst open from the main door. "Supreme Elders, Sect Master! There are people attacking our sect!"

"What?" The woman was stunned, and then all four of them glanced over with their spiritual sense. They were baffled by what they saw.

A group of 300-odd women was walking through their sect’s streets as if it were their backyard. Anyone who dared to speak would be instantly killed by one of the women dressed as a maid.

The middle-aged, handsome man stood up and spoke. "Follow me."

The other three nodded. "Yes, Sect Master."

All four of them traversed the distance almost instantly, arriving in front of them. Xyrona looked up, and before these four could speak, she asked with an annoyed tone. "Why are you all flying above my Young Miss? Do you think you are worthy of looking down on her?"

The four had yet to react when they felt danger behind them. Four maids, including Xyrona, had, at some point, appeared right above them while punching down.

BOOM!

Four figures streaked down like meteors, slamming against the ground violently. Anna waved her hand lightly, creating a barrier to stop the shockwave and dust. She scolded. "Why are you so brutish? Do you want to smear Young Miss’s dress? I will punish you four later."

Xyrona landed with the other three maids and scratched her cheek. "Sorry, since they were top powerhouses, I punched a bit stronger than needed. I will control my strength properly next, Head Maid."

Meanwhile, the three Supreme Elders and the Sect Master were feeling utterly terrified. ’Who are these monsters!?’

The Sect Master stood up, patting his robe and trying to act as if he weren’t hurt. However, only he knew that he was desperately holding back from coughing up a mouthful of blood. "We don’t have any conflict, do we?"

Yasenia kissed Angel’s soft cheek while carrying her in her arms and answered without lifting her head. "Ask my wife if you have any conflict or not. If she says that she doesn’t, I am willing to leave here."

Looking at the blonde woman between Yasenia’s arms, the alluring woman suddenly blurted, stunned. "You... Crystal Blood Witch!?"

This time, even the man in bandages lost his composure. This woman was closer to being part of their demonic side, so they all knew her. They also knew that a few years back, they had fought with her for a treasure and lost.

The woman’s face became tense. "Our conflict back then was rooted in fighting for a treasure. You won’t be so petty as to hold it against us, right?"

Angel looked over, her usually soft and big blue eyes carrying an indifferent light. "Fight for what? Didn’t I get the treasure first? Weren’t you the one who ambushed me? If I were not strong enough, the flowers in my tomb would now be fully grown... that is, if that bandaged man left my corpse to rest, which is highly unlikely."

Yasenia didn’t need to hear more. She looked up with an icy look and spoke casually. "I originally wanted to get their treasures, but I didn’t know about these... details. Capture everyone involved back then and kill them." Her tone then softened as she looked down and nuzzled her cheek with Angel. "You point, baby. Everyone you point at will die."

Angel nuzzled back, her eyes squinting. Then, her little hand raised and pointed at an elder at the side. Doriel moved, manifesting behind that person like a shadow and striking his acupuncture points.

Angel’s finger then moved, pointing at a woman. The woman’s face paled. "W-Wait! I didn’t attack!"

But her pleas fell on deaf ears, as another maid captured that person and threw her in front of Yasenia like a helpless dog.

The Sect Master spoke solemnly. "I don’t know who you are. However, there is no need for this. As long as you stop now, we can let you go."

"Let me go?" Yasenia repeated with a smirk. Her pupils became threatening. "You will be lucky if Angel doesn’t point at you. So, stay still if you don’t want your entire sect to have the same outcome as the Double Sword Peak Sect."

Angel clapped lightly. "Well done, Yasenia! You said the name correctly!"

"Oh?" Yasenia smiled and kissed her precious Baby. "Did I? That’s nice!"

Then, she asked, her eyes slowly rising to look at the Sect Master. "So, Baby. Will your little finger point in his direction?"

Angel pouted. "He didn’t participate, so I can’t point at him. But I can point at that annoying woman."

So, the female Supreme Elder quickly felt a chill and tried to escape as Angel’s finger landed on her. However, this time, it was Anna who moved.

Her body transformed into a beam of light, manifesting in front of her. Then, with a perfect set of martial motions, she grabbed the alluring woman and threw her down. Roots exploded from the ground, tightly coiling the Level Six Transcendence Realm cultivator before those roots tightened.

CRACK!

"AAAHH!!"

The woman screamed, all her bones and meridians utterly crushed by that set of motions. Then, she landed on the ground gently and grabbed her by the scruff of her neck, walking toward Yasenia.

The Sect Master had actually intended to resist. However, Anna’s actions were so swift and brutal that his muscles only tensed before everything was done.

Yasenia used a hand to pat Anna’s head. "Well done."

Anna smiled happily, moving behind Yasenia with elegant steps. "So, anyone else?"

Angel looked around and shrugged. "The rest were insignificant. So, this is good enough."

"It’s never good enough~." Yasenia chuckled and added with a hint of killing intent. "All who made your life difficult during the last few decades will die. All of them."

So, Yasenia stomped on the alluring woman and asked. "Speak, who else participated? If you answer, I will let you go."

The Sect Master’s face sank. "Don’t answer. You know she is lying!"

Yasenia hummed. "It seems that Sect Master doesn’t want to live anymore, does he?"

The man’s face paled, but thankfully for him, Yasenia didn’t act. She looked down, her golden eyes meeting with the broken woman’s terrified gaze. "Will you comply or not?"

"H-How do I know if you’ll truly let me live?"

Yasenia’s lips arched coldly. "Does it matter? You can only gamble. Of course, you could keep your loyalty to the sect and just keep your mouth shut. If you do that..." Yasenia’s foot moved on top of the woman’s head, her voice sounding like a devil’s whisper. "I can just make a bit of force here and... splat. Your head will burst, and you will die immediately."

Everyone who participated back then was currently trembling. They knew they couldn’t flee, and trying to do so before being pronounced guilty would only result in admitting to their mistake.

Sadly for them, as a Supreme Elder of a Demonic Sect, the woman was extremely selfish and quickly sold everyone out.

The maids moved like shadows, and those who tried to flee were stomped to death without a single option of resistance. The Sect Master’s fists clenched tightly, his eyes burning with rage and impotence.

Yasenia, ignoring everything, slaughtered everyone the women pointed at. Once done, she lifted her foot and stepped forward, walking past the woman. "You can live now."

The woman and everyone else were surprised. Even Feixue and Andrea were stunned. Andrea approached, confused. "Did you find a hint of mercy in yourself?"

Yasenia raised her eyebrow while walking toward the treasury, guided by the treasures’ scents. "Bones broken, meridians hurt. A beauty whose body has clearly been perfected for Dual Cultivation. Most likely the number one beauty. Most likely... a perfect furnace for a Demonic Sect that just lost many top powerhouses."

As she finished speaking, everyone who thought Yasenia truly forgave that woman suddenly gulped. ’Forgive her? Heh. She got the worst punishment!’