When they returned to the restaurant, the black fatty was already there. Seeing Qinchuan, he walked over respectfully.
"Big brother, I've found the place!" The black fatty revealed a smile that he thought was simple and honest.
"Let's go and have a look!" Qinchuan and Xue Qianxun followed the black fatty.
This was a very large mansion.
Qinchuan also knew some of the situation of the Demon Sect. These people were all at the level of the Demon Sect's elders. Naturally, they would not be like the young master of the Demon Sect who was a playboy. As for the other things, it was because of the relationship of interests and the relationship of opposing factions. Just like Deities Templar, Qinchuan did not have a good impression of the Deities Templar here. As for the other aristocratic families, they were all stained with blood.
At this level of martial artists, there was no good or bad. It was just a relationship of opposing factions. Where there were people, there would be disputes.
Towards these people, Qinchuan did not have any pity. He was not a savior. He was only trying to survive. He did not have the ability to be a savior, nor did he have the right to pity everyone.
Actually, Qinchuan did not care about the choice of these people because they were afraid of death. Because their choice was very likely to cause the Demon Sect to exterminate their families. This possibility was very high.
But they still chose to do so.
There was no right or wrong choice. Everything had its two sides. Usually, they enjoyed wealth like flowers and beautiful women. It was very normal for there to be an accident. This was also a kind of Heaven's justice.
Everyone had their own way of survival. Whoever could survive, it was their own ability.
Therefore, Qinchuan wanted to use the black fatty and the others as his first batch of people. Then, he would slowly strengthen his own team and fight against the Demon Sect.
As for Qinchuan being the inheritor of the God of War, was it suitable for him to stand in the Demon Sect?
The Demon King was the inheritor of the God of War, so was Yuan Su. But so what? Good and bad could be separated by a single thought. Many people who claimed to be righteous were actually people who deceived the world. Even if they died thousands of times, it would not be enough to erase their sins. There were too many such people.
It was very simple to be a person. It was very good to have a clear conscience. There was no need to care about what others thought.
Just like that, Qinchuan gave up the idea of going to the Deities Templar and played with the Demon Sect here.
Array formation!
Since he was going to play, he would play bigger. This time, if it wasn't for the matter of the Young Master of the Demon Sect, Qin Chuan really didn't intend to bother with the Demon Sect. But now that he had crippled the Demon Sect and killed many people from the Demon Sect, even if he didn't want to fight, he had to fight the Demon Sect.
News about Qinchuan and the Demon Sect had spread to every corner of Realm City. It had also attracted the attention of many people from the major factions. It was easy for them to just stand there and watch the show.
The Demon Sect was rather unhappy. More than ten of them had died, and dozens of them had betrayed them. These were all Saint Realm existences, and they were the mainstays of the Demon Sect. Although it wasn't enough to greatly damage the vitality of the Demon Sect, it wasn't good, and it would affect their morale.
The dark-skinned fatty's strength was considered pretty good in the Demon Sect, but he was actually defeated within a few moves.
The Demon Sect Master had experienced all kinds of wind wolves, so he knew that he couldn't use conventional methods to deal with this young man. He had to use some martial artists with special combat skills.
The Demon Sect Master's eyes lit up. "Invite Lord Fifth over!"
A middle-aged man responded and left.
Very quickly, a man who was as thin as a stick and whose face was ashen white walked in.
He wore a grey robe, and his eyes were like those of a dead fish.
Death energy!
The death energy on his body was really strong. When the Demon Sect Master saw the man walk in, he smiled and walked over, "Lord Fifth!"
"Sect Master, you were looking for me?" The man's voice was really calm and a little hoarse like there was no color at all.
"Lord Fifth, we have an opponent and we want you to help us." The Demon Sect Master smiled.
"I owe you a favor, okay!" The man said.
The Demon Sect Master felt a little pained. This was a favor from Lord Fifth. It was a coincidence that he got Lord Fifth's favor, but he didn't expect that it would be wasted on this young man.
Although he felt helpless, there was nothing he could do. There were many hidden dangers in the Demon Sect. Originally, Fifth Lord wanted to use this favor to deal with the genius of the Demon Sect. But now, the hidden danger of this young man was even greater because he was the Sect Leader. If he couldn't deal with this young man, then there would be more people in the Demon Sect who would side with that genius.
Everyone was willing to rely on someone with ability. That way, they would be able to enjoy riches and they would also be able to live longer.
The man knew the situation and left.
The Demon Sect Master rubbed his temples.
He didn't know how many people were eyeing his position, and there were also many enemies. Others only saw his glory, but they didn't see his helplessness. This was a path of no return, and he could only keep moving forward and climb up.
…
Qinchuan was very comfortable here. He would take some time out in the morning to train and cultivate. Now, he had stabilized his first level of Sage Realm.
Today, after breakfast, Qinchuan was stunned. He walked to Xue Qianxun's side and stomped down.
Divine Cow Collapses the Mountain!
Bang!
The ground cracked, and a person appeared from within.
It was a man with a deathly pale face, and his body was like firewood. He stared at Qinchuan and Xue Qianxun with a pair of dead fish eyes.
Xue Qianxun shuddered. Such an existence was terrifying. Although it couldn't be called a ghost, it was still very scary.
When Qinchuan saw this man, he immediately recognized him.
Undead Clan!
He was a descendant of the Undead Clan.
Qinchuan had met the Undead Clan in the Undead City before, but this "Undead" in front of him was very strong, and to a certain extent, the bloodline of the Undead Clan was much stronger than before.
That pair of dead fish eyes stared at Qinchuan.
Qin Chuan looked at the other party, wondering how the other party had gotten in here.
The Undead Clan had a certain immunity to formations. Formations only blocked life energy, and the Undead Clan could be in a state of true death for a short period of time. To them, formations were like nothing, but they could only last for a short period of time.
Therefore, it wasn't difficult to pass through Qinchuan's formation. It was very easy, and the duration was very short. It had many limitations, but it was also very useful.
"Who are you?" Qinchuan asked.
"Someone who wants your life." The man said.
The man was naturally the Fifth Lord that the Demon Sect Master mentioned.
"Undead, not dead. Do you really want to die?" Qinchuan asked.
"If you can kill me, then you can." Fifth Lord said.
"Killing you is easy, but I am willing to give you a chance. I can let you leave, but if you don't know what is good for you, I don't mind killing you." Qinchuan clenched his fists.
"Then, I want to see how you will kill me."
Shua!
The man charged at Qinchuan, his hands grabbing towards Qinchuan's throat.
Corpse Poison Hand!
The green hands made one's heart palpitate.
Qinchuan laughed coldly and used his righteous energy!
Hong!
Qinchuan punched out without any hesitation.