Chapter 1340: 999: Luring the Snake Out of Its Hole

"No matter how much you guard against outsiders, it’s hard to guard against traitors within!"The Sixth Elder had been drained to near death, with only a few days left of his lifespan, and dumped into the dungeon like a ragged sack, still puzzled as to why Qi Baijun suddenly turned on him?

Damn, what on earth was he after?

From the sky, the Evil Cultivators, already drained of their blood, kept falling like dumplings. The Sixth Elder, being old and having just suffered the greatest blow of his life, was inevitably slow and confused.

"Slap!"

Only when a loud slap landed on his face did he look over in shock and anger, hardly believing his eyes the next moment—the Little Demon gifted to Qi Baijun, how was she still alive?

"Slap!"

Another even louder and crisper slap followed; he looked carefully and it was actually the Little Demon’s brother, a robust Demon Cultivator who had just been stripped of the Great Protector’s nominal position.

Dammit! Could it be Qi Baijun was entranced by this Little Demon, leading to this duo making a move to vent their grievances? But how could he even spare her brother?

What the hell was Qi Baijun up to?

Though furious inside, the weak and powerless Sixth Elder could only simmer in silent rage.

"Hahaha, even you, the undying old geezer, have a day like this!" Full-health Little Demon vs. blood-drained Sixth Elder awaiting transformation; she had the upper hand, freely delivering slap after slap to his face.

She was mainly afraid that if she actually killed him, it would waste the eerie transformation merit and be a wasted opportunity. Slapping was effective, satisfying, and didn’t cause death.

"You won’t die anyway, why should I fear you, old thing? I believed in your Fallen Evil Cultivator stories, thought I could gain some benefits, but when you got tired of us, you wanted me and my brother dead. Now the tables have turned..."

The Little Demon cursed between alternating slaps.

After watching for a moment, Qi Baijun intervened, "That’s enough. Although he is an elder, anything secretive he reveals could earn you much more merit. He’s not forgiving; if he catches something against you, you’ll suffer for it."

Only then did the Little Demon and her burly brother reluctantly stop.

By this time, the Sixth Elder had successfully transformed into an eerie state.

This was why Qi Baijun didn’t stop them immediately—after many trials, beating was the quickest way to speed up the eerie transformation.

Now transforming into an eerie being could accumulate merit, and scenes of punching and kicking were common everywhere.

Though becoming eerie removed the risk of being killed, the pain was still very real. After getting a beating, the Sixth Elder groaned, got up, and was taken aback at the sight, "Qi, Qi Baijun?! How are you... What, is that..."

Seemingly realizing something but not quite grasping it, he stared wide-eyed and mouth agape like an old toad.

"Oh, you’ve already met Mr. Jiang." Qi Baijun smiled. "I was once fooled into circles by him. Look..."

He pointed at the "dumplings" falling down and sighed, "Including these, all were lured here by Mr. Jiang to be slaughtered, just like us."

After a pause, Qi Baijun praised, "Having also practiced the Soul-Devouring Demon Skill, I never thought it could be used this way, truly unlike Mr. Jiang. It seems whether a cultivation technique is evil depends on how it’s used. If the Bone-Dissolving Evil Technique is only used for refining waste that easily produces poisonous miasma, then it’s not really evil."

The Sixth Elder didn’t understand, but he knew Qi Baijun’s nature too well. How could he be so forgiving to his deceiver? Shouldn’t he be energizing himself, rallying the sect members, determined to kill that bastard?

"In the Leisure Sect, I was once your subordinate, and you called me Qi Baijun; that was one thing. But now here, I am the Commander, second only to one. Sixth Elder, you should change how you address me."

Qi Baijun pointed forward and smiled, "The one who came here before you was the Right Protector of the Leisure Sect on Yingtian Star. He boasted to Mr. Jiang about knowing many of the Sect Leader’s secrets, but when it came down to it, had nothing to say.

After all, you were an elder. Considering old times, I’ll give you a lead—quickly exchange any Sect Leader secrets for merit. And there’s the Second Guardian’s secluded cultivation place; surely Mr. Jiang would be interested.

Here, the competition is much fiercer than outside. If you hesitate and someone else beats you to it, the good merit is gone. Then you’ll have to labor with the army, and those days aren’t pleasant."

The Sixth Elder blankly stared at his once-familiar yet now-strange former subordinate, wondering if he was in an illusion realm.

All this seemed too unreal!

"Indeed, only I know the Second Guardian’s secluded place." He was dazed for a while, realizing that Qi Baijun, who always clashed with the Second Guardian, wanted to use this as a personal vendetta. Slightly hoarse, he said, "But what good would it do to inform that guy? The layered arrays in the secluded place are not just for show."

Ugly Slave, munching on a fragrant and juicy braised pork hock, his mouth full of grease, frowned at this and said disdainfully, "What’s with that statement? Aren’t all those arrays my creations? No matter how strong, facing my method of breaking them, they are just for show!"

Having exchanged true questions for the Commander’s position, he was quite smug now.

With old scores reshuffled, no matter how, the Sixth Elder couldn’t surpass Qi Baijun and the Elder Scholar above.

Moreover, that old bastard was just a lustful ghost. Besides revealing something about the Sect Leader, he was not much use. But how could such a crafty character like the Sect Leader let himself be caught in secrets by him? Even if he racked his brains, he might not even accumulate enough merit for a Commander.