Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Mo Lao San hated Ling Xiao thoroughly.

If there was a chance to detoxify, he would definitely make Ling Xiao suffer a fate worse than death.

But for now, he must endure and absolutely cannot show any dissatisfaction in front of Ling Xiao.

Otherwise, it won’t be Ling Xiao who dies, but him.

”Very well, I can tell you’re a sensible person.”

Ling Xiao said indifferently, ”How many Martial Artists of the Yin-Yang Realm are there in your Blood Cave Stronghold, and what are they doing?”

”There are...”

Mo Lao San was about to answer, but Ling Xiao interrupted him: ”You better not lie, your lies won’t escape my eyes.”

Seeing Ling Xiao’s cold smile, Mo Lao San felt increasingly unsure.

He initially wanted to say a few lies to fool Ling Xiao, but with Ling Xiao’s words, he didn’t dare to lie.

”If you want to die, go ahead and lie.”

Ling Xiao’s eyes were like those of a hawk, staring intently at Mo Lao San, making Mo Lao San instinctively tell the truth.

Such a person, for the sake of his own life, would even betray the closest person.

”There are three Martial Artists with Yin-Yang Realm Cultivation. Family Master Mo Yuan, Yin-Yang Realm Second Layer Hell Cultivation Level Early Stage.

Mo Lao Er, Yin-Yang Realm First Layer Hell Cultivation Level Pinnacle.

The Third Household Leader of Blood Cave Stronghold, Yin-Yang Realm First Layer Hell Cultivation Level Late Stage.

Additionally, Shen Chong, that idiot, was tricked into the old lair of Blood Cave Stronghold and has probably already pledged allegiance to our Demon Shadow Sect, so to be precise, there are four people.”

Mo Lao San replied.

”Very good, you didn’t lie.”

Ling Xiao was able to confirm that Mo Lao San indeed didn’t lie.

The opponent’s strength was stronger than he expected.

But so what?

His current Cultivation Level had broken through to the Yin-Yang Realm, making him exponentially stronger than before.

Even if all these people joined forces, they couldn’t match him.

If Shen Chong really joined the Demon Shadow Sect, it would be perfect; it would give him a reason to eliminate Shen Chong. This way, if the Sect asked, he could respond easily.

Killing the evildoers of the Demon Shadow Sect not only absolves him from guilt but earns him merit.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao looked at Mo Lao San and said, ”Let’s go, take me to the old lair of your Blood Cave Stronghold. If you obey obediently, I can give you the antidote, after all, you are part of the Mo Clan.

I also want to use you guys to make a deal with Mo Fei Yu.”

Upon hearing Ling Xiao’s words, Mo Lao San naturally dared not resist.

His thoughts were simple, even if Ling Xiao was stronger, facing the siege of Mo Yuan, Mo Lao Er, the Third Household Leader of Blood Cave Stronghold, and Shen Chong, Ling Xiao would definitely be dead.

Once Ling Xiao was dead, he could find the antidote from this guy.

Moreover, with so many experts in the Demon Shadow Sect, he believed that as long as he continued to serve the Demon Shadow Sect, even if he didn’t get the antidote, it wouldn’t be a problem.

Detoxification is just a matter of time.

”Kid, just wait. Today, I’ve fallen into your hands, but don’t be happy too soon!

Your death awaits at the old lair of the Blood Cave Stronghold!”

Although it was a long story, Mo Lao San’s mental activity was just a moment.

Ling Xiao didn’t care at all what Mo Lao San was thinking. Ling Xiao knew very well that Mo Lao San couldn’t be trusted to be honest.

But it didn’t matter; once they found the old lair of Blood Cave Stronghold, Mo Lao San’s end would come as well.

”Can we go now?”

Ling Xiao asked coldly.

”Of course, my life is in your hands now, what are you worried about.”

Mo Lao San stood up.

He realized his body no longer hurt, probably because the Three Corpse Soul Annihilation Pill inside him was indeed controlled by Ling Xiao.

If possible, he would capture this kid alive! Daring to poison Mo Lao San, he wouldn’t let this kid have a good time.

Mo Lao San walked at the front.

Ling Xiao followed behind, and the two headed towards the old lair of Blood Cave Stronghold.

To be honest, Ling Xiao was really glad to have caught Mo Lao San, otherwise, finding the old lair of Blood Cave Stronghold would have been too difficult.

These barren mountains were rugged and rocky, dense with jungles and many caves. Without a guide, it would take at least several days to find the exact location of Blood Cave Stronghold’s lair.

Ling Xiao couldn’t afford to waste that much time.

”Young hero, we’ve arrived. Do you see that waterfall in the front? Behind it is our second lair in North Mount Town, used specifically for raising Blood Pigs.”

Mo Lao San suddenly stopped and pointed to a waterfall not far away.

”Blood Pigs?”

Ling Xiao was a bit stunned. The term was new to him; he hadn’t heard it before.

”Oh, they are providers for us to suck blood; most of these people have decent strength and are raised by us for fresh blood consumption.”

Mo Lao San replied.

Upon hearing Mo Lao San’s words, Ling Xiao immediately activated the Tai Chi Eye. Through the waterfall, he saw that there was indeed a cave behind it, which had been redesigned.

Although it was just a cave, the level of luxury was on par with any mansion.

”These Demon Shadow Sect people are really extravagant.”

Ling Xiao sneered.

”Young hero, you’re joking. We are not officially part of the Demon Shadow Sect yet, just the peripheral members.”

Mo Lao San shook his head and said, ”So young hero, I hope you’ll spare my life. At worst, we’ll sever ties with the Demon Shadow Sect.”

”Peripheral? What do you mean?”

Ling Xiao asked curiously.

”Let me explain. The Demon Shadow Sect actually has very few people, only a Sect Leader, and ten Elders.

They don’t have a fixed Sect, and I even suspect their Sect Leader is a big shot from other forces.

The Sect Leader directly controls the ten Elders, and these Elders develop their own subordinates.

During the development of subordinates, they use various pretexts.

Such as recruiting disciples, appointing someone to serve as Steward in the Demon Shadow Sect, and so on.

Then there’s money, status.

Also, threats with leverage over others.

In short, there are many pretexts, but they are all false.

Aside from the Sect Leader and the ten Elders, everyone else in the Demon Shadow Sect is a disposable pawn.”

”You know all this and still willingly serve as their peripheral?”

Ling Xiao asked coldly.

”Still, it’s driven by interests. The Demon Shadow Sect has painted the most beautiful future for everyone, capturing everyone’s desires, and the promotion path is very clear.

As long as we do well, we could rise continuously, from peripheral to Town Steward, County Steward, Province Steward, and even National Steward.

Eventually, possibly becoming an Elder, replacing other Elders.”

Mo Lao San explained.

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao couldn’t help but gasp.

The Demon Shadow Sect was indeed formidable, spreading its reach so wide and posing such a significant threat.

Ling Xiao initially thought they operated only within Eight Immortals County, but surprisingly, the entire Xuanwu Continent might be the Demon Shadow Sect’s lair.

They continually develop subordinates, spreading like a virus.

And the Sect Leader and Elders rarely appear in person, extremely cunning.

”Have you heard of someone named Mo Feng Zi?”

Ling Xiao suddenly asked.

This Mo Feng Zi was reportedly an Inner Sect Disciple of the Demon Shadow Sect, but judging by the current situation, the rumors seemed unreliable.