Scum Of The Demonic Sect

Chapter Four: Human Life Is Worthless

Hai Futong was somewhat surprised. How could Lin Haoming send him spirit stones knowing he had left?

Just then, he heard Lin Haoming whisper, "Please, Senior Brother Hai, show me the way!"

Hai Futong then carefully examined Lin Haoming, secretly surprised. This kid had remained silent under his command for several years, seemingly only trying to avoid the limelight after the ancestor's fall. Now, several years had passed, and no one mentioned the ancestor's affairs anymore. It seemed this kid didn't want to remain silent either.

The demonic sect's techniques are unlike the orthodox path. Even with poor aptitude, as long as one has great perseverance and ruthlessness, one can still achieve something. Hai Futong realized he had misjudged this young man. However, considering he hadn't offended him excessively in recent years, and now that the young man had come to him, helping him might even forge a good relationship. Although the demonic sect didn't encourage this, for weak cultivators, sometimes even a small stroke of luck could be a great opportunity. Therefore, Hai Futong would always leave a way out, not pushing the other party to the brink.

Glancing at Situ Ping in the distance and Li Haiying glaring at them, he whispered, "Situ Ping has a junior brother named Zhou Zhiye. You could think of a way to get to him through him."

Hearing this, Lin Haoming knew Hai Futong had pointed him in the right direction. Although Zhou Zhiye was also Kong Xiangming's disciple, he probably didn't get along with Situ Ping.

With this information, Lin Haoming knew he at least had an opportunity. However, how to seize this opportunity required further thought.

However, he didn't have much time to think. Soon everyone received their wages, and most people immediately handed over their share after Situ Ping left.

Seeing that they knew the rules, Li Haiying's lips curled into a smug smile, but when he saw Lin Haoming, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness again.

Of course, he couldn't do anything to Lin Haoming in front of so many people; otherwise, he would break the sect's rules and be in big trouble himself. Although he couldn't directly teach him a lesson, indirect punishment was acceptable, and someone had already given him an opportunity.

The group, having received their wages, returned to the slaughterhouse.

The pangolin beasts had arrived, and the two disciples responsible for transporting them distributed them to everyone.

Lin Haoming, as usual, stroked the pangolin beast's head, muttering to himself.

Just then, Li Haiying approached, sneering, "Junior Brother Lin, you're truly merciful! Are you perhaps planning to betray your sect and join the Buddhist sect, needing to chant sutras even to kill a mountain beast?"

"How I kill it is my business, it seems you can't interfere, Steward, as long as I complete the mission!" Lin Haoming retorted defiantly.

"Heh, yes! Then I'll watch you complete the mission!" Li Haiying chuckled, patting the mountain beast's neck a few times before leaving.

Watching him leave like that, Lin Haoming felt uneasy. He picked up his blood-red blade, ready to continue, when he suddenly noticed the mountain beast's breathing become heavy.

Just as he was surprised, the mountain beast, which had been lying on the ground, suddenly rolled over and stood up.

"Oh no, this mountain beast wasn't bewitched!" Li Shuntian shouted from the side.

Seeing this, Lin Haoming waved his hands, and two fireballs flew out, striking the mountain beast directly in the nose.

The pangolin roared in pain, but instead of attacking anyone, it began digging in the ground with its front paws, preparing to flee.

The pangolin was incredibly fast, and its back armor was impenetrable even by a blood-stained blade. A moment's delay would likely allow it to escape.

If the pangolin they had slaughtered escaped, they would definitely be held responsible.

At this moment, Lin Haoming didn't want Li Haiying to find any fault with him. Without hesitation, he pulled a yellow paper talisman from his pocket and tossed it. The talisman instantly ignited in the air, followed by a flash of light and a burst of icy energy. A tangible ball of blue cold air landed directly on the pangolin before everyone's eyes, freezing it solid in an instant, half-buried in the ground.

"This is a low-grade, mid-level freezing talisman!" Many people exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the pangolin completely frozen.

Lin Haoming felt a pang of bitterness. This freezing talisman was one of the few truly valuable items he had kept, originally intended for self-preservation. He hadn't expected to use it here, which he felt was a waste.

In the cultivation world, talismans are divided into low, medium, and high grades. While the freezing talisman he used was a low-grade talisman, it was still a mid-grade low-grade talisman with considerable power. If sold, it would be worth at least seven or eight spirit stones. Using it all at once was quite extravagant. However, this mountain armor beast was a first-tier high-grade spirit beast, equivalent to the late Qi Refining stage. Without this talisman, it would have been difficult to deal with.

Just as Lin Haoming was feeling disappointed, he suddenly felt the Merit Bead react. Moreover, this time, the Merit Bead's reaction to the merit was much stronger than before when it calmly allowed the mountain armor beast to enter reincarnation.

Lin Haoming felt somewhat strange. He suddenly noticed the two cultivators who had run over to the mountain armor beast and immediately understood: the merit might have come from them.

These two cultivators specialized in drugging spirit beasts. Since the beast hadn't been drugged, they would have been held responsible. Now that someone had solved the problem, it was a huge help to them.

Chu Yanyun, seeing that his two fellow disciples were both at the eighth level of Qi Refining, not weak at all, leaned closer and whispered, "Senior brothers, I noticed our manager patted this mountain-armored beast's nose with his right hand!"

Hearing this, the two men's expressions changed instantly. Ignoring the frozen mountain-armored beast, they rushed to Li Haiying's side and shouted, "Show me your right hand!"

Hearing their shout, Li Haiying angrily retorted, "What do you want?"

"Show it to us for inspection. If you don't, don't blame us brothers for being impolite!" the two men threatened directly.

Li Haiying's cultivation was at the peak of the eighth level of Qi Refining, but facing two people at the eighth level of Qi Refining simultaneously, he knew he was no match, especially since these two were cultivators from the Floating Pagoda Cave, specializing in transporting spirit beasts.

In the Floating Pagoda Cave, only the most skilled would take this job, unless someone deliberately sent them to their death. These two were clearly not the latter.

“Why should I let you inspect me? I’m Senior Brother Situ’s man!” Li Haiying threatened back.

The two men scoffed, “You’re courting death!”

As soon as they finished speaking, one of them pointed a finger. A flash of cold light, followed by Li Haiying’s scream. Looking closer, they saw that Li Haiying’s arm had been severed.

“You…you dare attack a fellow disciple!” Li Haiying clutched his severed arm, glaring at the two men with rage and terror in his eyes.

The two men sneered inwardly. It would have been better if Li Haiying hadn’t said he was Situ Ping’s man; now that he had, they really didn’t need to fear him. After all, they were Zhou Zhiye’s men.

The shorter of the two men picked up Li Haiying's arm, sniffed his hand, and glared at him, saying, "Sure enough, there's the scent of Thousand Jars of Awakening in your palm. Li Haiying, what else do you have to say? Awakening a bewitched spirit beast without permission, almost causing it to escape, is a grave crime. A newly appointed outer disciple like you would never do such a thing willingly. Answer honestly, who told you to do it?"

Hearing the rebuke, and with his severed arm in the other's hands, Li Haiying was terrified and instinctively cried out, "This...this is..."

Li Haiying was about to speak when a flying sword suddenly appeared, flashing across his neck, and his head fell off.

Watching Li Haiying's head roll away, Lin Haoming felt no fear, no excitement, no relief; instead, he felt an indescribable desolation.

Recalling how he had been racking his brains to deal with Li Haiying not long ago, and yet before he could even devise a plan, Li Haiying was already beheaded, Lin Haoming realized even more deeply how cheap the lives of outer sect disciples were, even those who held so-called management positions.

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