A graceful figure slowly emerged from the Sect Master's Hall.
The woman wore a dark silver gauze dress that accentuated the elegant curves of her form. As she walked barefoot, her slender, shapely legs were alternately revealed and concealed beneath the hem.
Behind her, long purple hair danced in the wind, and a pair of silver eyes flickered with starlight, exuding an aura of mystery and nobility.
In terms of bearing, she was undoubtedly the most exceptional and noble woman Chen Wuyi had ever seen.
A single glance at her was enough to suppress any thought of presumption or transgression.
Chen Wuyi swallowed, realizing he couldn't discern anything about her. He couldn't help but wonder if this was the "evil immortal" the Sect Master had spoken of.
He recalled the Sect Master mentioning her name was Xing Wu...
After a moment's thought, he hesitantly asked, "I am Chen Wuyi, Supreme Elder of the Demonic Sect. I was ordered to welcome the Sect Master and Lord Xing Wu. May I ask where the Sect Master is now?"
As if hearing his voice, she lifted her gaze to look at Chen Wuyi, a wicked smile curving her lips.
"Isn't the Sect Master in the hall?"
Xing Wu's tone carried a sense of authority that made Chen Wuyi instinctively peek inside. His gaze froze instantly.
On the dim floor of the hall lay a corpse, its appearance so gruesome and unrecognizable that it was a mere husk.
Chen Wuyi, struggling, recognized the remains from his clothes as the Sect Master he knew.
"My lady, you..."
"Is there a problem?"
Chen Wuyi's pupils constricted, his shock immeasurable.
This person was likely a true evil immortal. The Sect Master had been her benefactor, yet she had killed him so brutally?
Looking at Xing Wu before him now, Chen Wuyi's eyes were filled with a newfound fear.
"But didn't you swear to help the Nine Nether Demonic Sect dominate the continent?"
At this moment, Xing Wu casually conjured a sofa and sat down.
Facing his question, Xing Wu crossed her legs and calmly toyed with her slender, delicate fingers, saying dismissively,
"I believe I only said I would make the Nine Nether Demonic Sect dominate the continent. I never said I would help *him* personally."
Her words left Chen Wuyi speechless. Indeed, if interpreted that way, her actions were technically blameless.
However, her actions undoubtedly enraged several close confidants of the Sect Master. Among them, the Third Elder, a peak Emperor-level cultivator, stepped forward and bellowed,
"You demoness, how dare you harm the Sect Master!"
But as soon as the words left his mouth, countless black threads erupted from beneath his feet, instantly binding him like a mummy. A bloodcurdling scream then echoed from within.
Moments later, as the blood threads dispersed, all that remained on the ground were gaping wounds and a desiccated corpse, its fate as tragic as the Sect Master's. This finally made Chen Wuyi understand how the Sect Master had died.
At once, everyone's spines chilled. Even those closest to the Sect Master dared not utter another word, fearing they would be next.
"Finally, some quiet."
Xing Wu, still examining her fingers, asked indifferently, "And you all? Does anyone else wish to avenge the Sect Master?"
After a long pause, no one dared to speak. Only then did Xing Wu look up and address Chen Wuyi.
"Supreme Elder, was it? I am in need of an obedient dog to manage the Demonic Sect in my stead and assist with my subsequent recovery plans. Do you accept?"
She spoke as if discussing a trivial matter, her unconcealed arrogance making others profoundly uncomfortable.
However, the implications of her words made Chen Wuyi's heart pound.
"My lady... do you mean you want me to be the Sect Master?"
"Precisely. What you need to do is obey all my commands and be a good dog."
Xing Wu stated nonchalantly, "If you prove satisfactory, I might grant you some rewards based on my mood."
Undoubtedly, for Chen Wuyi, who had long coveted the position of Nine Nether Demonic Sect Master, these terms were incredibly alluring.
Without a second thought, he immediately knelt down and respectfully kowtowed to Xing Wu.
"Thank you for your recognition, my lord 'evil immortal.' It is my honor to submit to you!"
It was clear that in the face of power and authority, Chen Wuyi cared nothing for his dignity. His submissive posture was almost unimaginable for someone who had once been a powerful figure.
Xing Wu looked at the kneeling man with a playful expression. She then lifted her bare foot, her toes delicately propping up Chen Wuyi's chin, forcing him to look up at her.
This gesture was an obvious humiliation, yet Chen Wuyi seemed unfazed, gazing steadily at her.
"Very good. It seems you'll be a very useful dog."
"Thank you for your praise, my lady!"
Only then did Xing Wu retract her foot and calmly say, "Tell me, what is the current situation of the Nine Nether Demonic Sect? Are there any issues with its development?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Wuyi quickly began to brief her.
He explained the Nine Nether Demonic Sect's position in the Eastern Region, the impending Four Sect Grand Assembly, the attendance of the young palace lords from Featherfall Immortal Palace and Exquisite Immortal Palace, and various other development issues.
Among them, Chen Wuyi particularly embellished the matter of Ye Yun opposing the Nine Nether Demonic Sect, recounting it all to Xing Wu.
"My lady, that Ye Yun is now extremely overbearing in the Eastern Region. He even took the offerings prepared by the Black Demon Gate for you. He truly deserves to die!"
"If he is allowed to live, he will surely disrupt your subsequent recovery plans!"
With his deliberate instigation, he exaggerated Ye Yun's threat to the skies, as if his mere existence would trouble Xing Wu later.
After listening, Xing Wu pondered for a moment and then said indifferently,
"In that case, I shall attend your Four Sect Grand Assembly and observe your so-called prodigies. And I will also eliminate this Ye Yun you speak of."
These words filled Chen Wuyi with elation. He thought to himself, "Ye Yun, Ye Yun, with this powerful evil immortal at your side, how will you escape this time?"
Given his current relationship with Ye Yun, he would never be able to suppress his anger as long as Ye Yun lived!
As he rejoiced, Xing Wu sat up and beckoned him with a smile.
"You, kneel closer."
Chen Wuyi was puzzled but moved closer.
The next second, a palm struck his face, the immense force sending him flying over ten meters.
When he managed to get up, half of his face was caved in, and blood streamed down his face. He looked utterly pathetic.
"My lady, what is this..."
Xing Wu ignored him, remaining seated on the sofa. She beckoned him again with a smile.
"I told you to kneel closer, didn't you hear me?"
Chen Wuyi swallowed, touching his bloody and mangled face. While his heart seethed with anger, he dared not show it. He could only obediently kneel again.
"My..."
Before he could finish speaking, another slap landed, this time on the other side of his face, with even greater force than before. He was sent flying dozens of meters, two teeth shattered.
Now he was truly unrecognizable, his pathetic state silencing everyone nearby.
When he finally managed to stand up again, he saw Xing Wu smiling and beckoning him once more.
Having been slapped repeatedly, Chen Wuyi felt his anger surge, his emotions teetering on the brink of explosion as he looked at Xing Wu.
Seeing that he didn't move, Xing Wu's smile on the sofa turned cold.
"I'll give you three seconds. Crawl over."
The Chen Wuyi, who had been enraged moments before, felt an icy dread descend upon him at Xing Wu's voice, as if he were being targeted by death itself, his soul plummeting into an endless abyss.
This hellish sensation crushed all of Chen Wuyi's spirit. He crawled to the sofa without a shred of dignity, not daring to even look at Xing Wu, feeling as though he was facing a true demon.
In his utter terror, Xing Wu slowly rose from the sofa and looked down at the trembling Chen Wuyi at her feet, speaking in a chilling tone.
"When you are a dog, you must be an honest one. If you ever harbor any thoughts of using me again, I promise you will regret being alive."
Chen Wuyi finally understood the reason for her actions, a shiver running through him. He hastily stammered his assurance.
"I won't dare again! I will never dare again!"
"I hope so."
With that, Xing Wu casually licked the blood from her fingertips and then said softly,
"When does the Four Sect Grand Assembly begin?"
Chen Wuyi quickly replied, "In one week!"
Upon hearing this, a gentle smile returned to Xing Wu's face.
"Then let me see just how powerful this Ye Yun you speak of truly is."
Although Chen Wuyi had previously tried to manipulate her for his own selfish reasons, intending to use her as a weapon, he couldn't deny that Ye Yun's continued existence posed a significant problem. It would be better to eliminate him sooner rather than later.