Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 667 - 667 666 Painful Reflection

667: Chapter 666 Painful Reflection 667: Chapter 666 Painful Reflection “Regardless, there is no longer a Heavenly Kui Star in this world, right?”

Facing the inquisitive gazes of the three people beside him, Hou Niao chuckled.

Daoist Yen just curled her lips.

She knew this guy would be fine, that there was no need to worry about him.

Indeed, although the outcome was beyond everyone’s expectations, one fact remained: this villain had gotten away scot-free and even managed to force out a top expert who had endured for decades for the sake of Outer Space Spiritual Green.

“Did you set someone up again?”

Hou Niao was unapologetic, “What are you talking about?

I help people for fun, all right?

If he had no issues, why would he end up like this?

I merely helped him conform to the Daoist path, not to defy heaven.

Do one good deed a day, accumulate three thousand merits…”

Daoist Yen sarcastically said, “And what about reflecting on one’s mistakes each day?”

Hou Niao, with a joker’s grin, “Reflect on one mistake a day, and also end up with three thousand in the palace…”

This palace was not that merit, Daoist Yen understood his meaning and turned away in annoyance.

The two elders couldn’t stand their flirtatious bickering and Li Chuping bowed, “This matter has concluded, and we should also be returning now.

Mountains long, rivers eternal, till we meet again.”

Anhe Daoist returned the gesture, “Still, we must be wary of the movements of the Wu Sect.

This time, although they suffered no fatalities and even advanced to a higher realm, any discerning person can see that they have actually taken a hidden loss.

Be careful of them seizing an opportunity for retaliation, especially you, young Hou.

I fear this Tang Yan will be relentless in his pursuit of you…”

The four waved goodbye, each returning to their respective homes.

Seeing Hou Niao somewhat reluctant, Li Chuping snorted heavily,

“Let me ask you, was it your doing, Tang Yan’s ascend to Upper Realm?”

Hou Niao stood his ground, “It was caused by me but not my fault!

Since when has helping someone to ascension been considered a harm in the Cultivation World?”

Li Chuping was at a loss for words, he was profoundly aware of this guy’s capability for stirring up trouble and concurrently, he couldn’t help but admire his flawless execution of such problems; problems that seemed unsolvable at a glance, yet somehow managed by him to unravel perfectly, fitting like a glove.

The shadow of war between the two Daoist sects was alleviated, but the cost was that he had shouldered the danger himself.

One could only imagine how this Tang Jindan might act in the future—eager to drink his blood and devour his flesh.

“You need a safe place, keep a low profile, just get through this period of tension…”

Hou Niao was utterly indifferent, “Capital Commandant is overthinking it.

I could harm him—I mean help him—once, I can do it again!

Whenever, wherever, if he doesn’t come after me then fine, but if he dares to, I will make sure he has no grave to be buried in, no matter what realm he is in now.

So, you really don’t need to worry about this, I have plenty of methods to help people.”

Li Chuping was extremely sharp, “So, you exploited his weakness when he ascended to Upper Realm?”

Hou Niao evasively said, “You could say that.

When he was facing the heavenly tribulation, I mixed something in to, well, help him advance…”

Li Chuping shook his head and sighed.

This thing was truly wicked, even more heart-wrenching than murder.

A cultivator caught in such a bind, his life was effectively over, no autonomy left.

As the head of professional spies, he immediately saw a certain opportunity, “Can we turn him into one of ours?

Or keep him under control?”

Hou Niao shook his head, “Capital Commandant, your professional habit is showing!

The threat I mentioned only means I can kill him during a confrontation, not that he will obey us completely; the destruction of his morale requires a lengthy process.

Surely you don’t think the heir of the Constellation is so weak of spirit, do you?”

“Take it slow, once we succeed the first time, there will be a second.

Decades will pass, and by the time he is deep in the mire, unable to extricate himself…

For now, let’s not reveal our intentions.

He still has the resolve to face death for his beliefs.”

Li Chuping praised, “What a strategy, Hou Niao!

I think you and the Sikong Mansion are a perfect match, righteous on the surface, but sneaky underneath…”

So vulgar!

Hou Niao asked, “Capital Commandant, what shall we tell others after we return?”

Li Chuping smiled sinisterly, “Just as you said, let them save face!

Our Sikong Mansion often helps others too.

Just say that the Heavenly Kui Star was overwhelmingly dominant in the small world, overpowering in strength.

Just as he was about to take the life of a Sword Cultivator, an unexpected change occurred in the Pocket World.

In order to carve out a path to survival, the Heavenly Kui Star sacrificed decades of dreams, daringly ascended to the Upper Realm to seize a chance at life.

For this, our Shan Sect in Sikong Mansion is very thankful…”

Hou Niao was somewhat skeptical, “Putting it that way, will they cooperate?”

Li Chuping smirked coldly, “Of course they will cooperate, they definitely will!

This is the Daoist way.

We give them face, they will willingly take it.

They know better than us how to apply it; don’t worry about it.”

…

Pingliang State entered a period of rebuilding because external disturbances had essentially been eliminated, at least in the short term, so the order within the state was quickly established.

Li Chuping was stunned to find that all this busyness was orchestrated by him, while the instigator took advantage of his position to not govern, wandering around daily, enjoying leisurely pursuits.

Wrong, I shouldn’t have stripped him of his Capital Commandant title, but some things are no trifles and can’t be corrected, so all one could do is watch him wandering in and out of the city, occasionally disappearing for days.

Without asking, one could guess he was off visiting that Anhe female cultivator.

For the sake of trivial matters below the belly button, he was even ready to give up his life, unafraid even of being cornered by a Daoist from the Wu Sect.

But he had to admit, with his current abilities, he would be hard-pressed to find a rival who could threaten him across the three realms of Tongtian.

He truly had reached a status on par with those true inheritors of the Constellations; even an ordinary Golden Core Upper Cultivator might not necessarily manage to hold him back.

How had it come to this?

Li Chuping was also curious.

Reviewing his experiences, they might indeed be somewhat varied, but not enough to dominate the Shan Sect alone – others had even more complex experiences, wandering alone with their swords; yet, none could reach his level of power.

Yet, with his insight, he could somewhat discern some clues.

It was being steadfast in following his own path and never changing, even if it was a path everyone else had abandoned.

Immensely goal-oriented, he always knew who he was, what he should do, and which direction to go.

He may often take detours, but his ability to self-correct in assessing situations was extraordinary, which allowed him to continuously progress.

Even if sometimes slowly, he never stopped moving forward.

Considering the normal state of affairs in the Cultivation World, which cultivator who had reached this level didn’t have some reliance?

Some were superhumanly talented, or came from powerful backgrounds, or experienced many adventures, yet this man lacked the usual prerequisites.

The only possible cause for his transformation might be a fortuitous encounter.

What exactly was this fortuitous encounter?

Li Chuping wasn’t covetous, merely curious; so curious that he now had some speculation, perhaps some unclear and indistinct matters from the Anhe Daoist Sect?

The suspicions he had when he first met this man surged back.

Behind this carefree guise, there truly were no shortage of secrets.