Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 681 - 680: Rage

Chapter 681: Chapter 680: Rage

"I know her whereabouts, I know her whereabouts, please don’t kill me, don’t kill me!" the Solidifying Pill male cultivator screamed as Yusuf Zuck had killed another person, and that person’s blood had sprayed all over the face of the male cultivator.

And the next one Yusuf Zuck intended to kill was definitely him, which was why he started screaming, wetting his pants with a rush of urine while he spoke. A dignified cultivator, scared to the point of wetting himself.

"Alright then, tell me about her current situation," Yusuf Zuck squatted in front of the male cultivator with a smile, "Take your time, no rush."

"Yes, yes, yes..." the male cultivator nodded repeatedly, "Emily Wolfe is a Closed-door Disciple brought back from the Mainland by the Saint Maiden, and since entering the Sect, her status was very high. She received the Sect Master’s personal teachings and is now in the Later Stage of the Fetal Breathing Realm, about to solidify her Golden Core. I’ve heard the Sect Master cares a lot about her, and rumors say the Sect Master fancies her and might even take her as a concubine. Also, she..." the male cultivator pointed at the female cultivator beside him, "her father is one of the Elders in the Sect, also with very high status." The male cultivator revealed all of the woman’s identities; he just wanted to save his own life!

"Samson Wilcox, you despicable villain!" the female cultivator trembled all over with anger, pointing at the male cultivator and cursing nonstop.

"What’s her name?" Yusuf Zuck asked curiously.

"Bailey Bell."

"Oh, good, very good, you can stay alive for now," Yusuf Zuck nodded repeatedly, finally sitting back down on his chair, and casually pointed at the male and female cultivators, "Aside from these two, chop off the heads of the others. They’ll be useful!"

"Yes," the creatures like the black flood dragon immediately dragged out the few that were still gasping for air like dead dogs.

"You scum, you executioner, my Saint Dragon Pavilion won’t let you off, we will definitely kill your entire family!" the female cultivator, Bailey Bell, pointed at Yusuf Zuck and cursed loudly.

Outside the hall, screams filled the air. A moment later, the black flood dragon returned to report; eight heads had been neatly collected!

"You personally go to the Saint Dragon Pavilion and toss these eight heads at the gates of the Sect. Be careful, act swiftly and return quickly," Yusuf Zuck ordered coldly.

"Yes," the black flood dragon left the hall with a leap.

The male and female cultivators turned pale, as they had no idea what this human, who could command so many powerful demons, intended to do.

"Take this woman down, shatter her core, and cripple her cultivation," Yusuf Zuck then pointed at the female cultivator.

"What?" Hearing that her Golden Core was to be shattered and her cultivation crippled, the female cultivator finally panicked. She wasn’t afraid of death, but the prospect of living a life worse than death terrified her. If her Golden Core was destroyed and her cultivation lost, she would be in a living hell!

"No, no, you, you... you can’t do this!" the female cultivator screamed, seemingly ready to beg for mercy.

However, Yusuf Zuck, already impatient, waved his hand dismissively. Everyone from the Saint Dragon Pavilion had to die, men, women, the old, and the young, not a single one would be spared.

"Someone, bring some wine and dishes. Let’s have Mr. Wilcox here enjoy a meal first!"

"Yes, this one will handle it immediately," Francisco Zuck, swaying her curves, walked out.

However, Francisco Zuck’s departure lasted six hours, and only after six hours did she return to the main hall with a group of people, each carrying a large bundle on their back.

In Francisco Zuck’s bundle was wine and dishes, while the others carried quilts, clothes, fabric, spoons, bowls, ladles, pans, rice, flour, cooking oil, and so on—all kinds of daily necessities.

"Haha, I had forgotten, there’s nothing here. Mhm, well done, keep it up. The daily needs of the two mistresses must be met and must be comprehensive," Yusuf Zuck laughed heartily.

"Yes, this one will go plunder some more..." Francisco Zuck left once again with the group. The mountain was now completely empty, so if they were to live here in the future without supplies of grain and without pots and pans, how would that work?

What if they were surrounded one day and couldn’t leave? Wouldn’t they starve to death on the mountain?

Eight dishes and a jar of wine were laid out on the table. Yusuf Zuck gestured for Ms. Wilcox to come over and eat, and after swallowing her saliva, she really did come over and started gobbling down the food.

"Take your time eating. Once you’re done, tell me about the affairs of the Mainland Sect from ancient times to present, anything and everything you know," Yusuf Zuck said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes! I will hold nothing back, speak of all I know!" Samson Wilcox nodded continuously and began to eat heartily.

After he had finished eating, Yusuf Zuck indicated that it was time for Ms. Wilcox to speak.

"What exactly would you like to know, sir?" Samson Wilcox asked first.

"I know nothing of the Mainland Sect!" Yusuf Zuck replied.

"Alright, then I’ll start from the beginning." Samson Wilcox organized his thoughts, then continued: "The first Sect Master of the Mainland Sect was called Hughie Wolfe, the ancestor of the Wolfe clan. The Mainland Sect has been passed down for at least over five thousand years. After the passing of Hughie Wolfe, the Sect Master’s position has always been inherited by the Wolfe family. By this generation, it’s already the sixth, and the current Sect Master is called ’Michael Wolfe’. Michael Wolfe has six sons and one daughter; the sons hold teaching positions within the sect, at the Saint Dragon Pavilion, at the Demon Hunting Chamber of Commerce as executives, and some travel abroad by themselves. His only daughter is Luna Wolfe, known as the Saintess within the sect, and she’s quite favored."

"There are eight Elders within the sect; less than one hundred Inner Hall Disciples, and less than three hundred Inner Sect Disciples, and there are over three thousand Outer Sect Disciples."

"The Mainland Sect manages businesses such as spice trading, cloth manufacturing, wineries, pawn services, weapon shops, and so on, all of which provide for the sect’s expenses!"

"Of course, every disciple who enters the sect must also pay entrance fees as well as various cultivation fees," she added.

"You charge money as well?" Yusuf Zuck asked in surprise.

"Yes," Samson Wilcox nodded. "In the Mainland, all sects, even the Saint Dragon Pavilion, charge teaching fees. Otherwise, who would teach you to cultivate for free? When I joined the sect, I paid fifty thousand Gold Coins, and that was with the help of a distant relative; otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to join!"

"Hmm, continue. Tell me about the sect’s secrets, the Sect Master’s and Elders’ cultivation levels, and so on!" Yusuf Zuck said with a cheerful laugh.

"I don’t know the exact Cultivation Level of the Sect Master, but it’s definitely above the Nascent Soul since about three hundred years ago the Sect Master already survived the Five Nine Heavenly Tribulation of the Nascent Soul. Among the eight Elders, there are four with Nascent Souls and four at the Late Golden Core stage."

"There are also some at the Golden Core Realm in the sect, no more than thirty. Luna Wolfe is at the Early Golden Core Stage. Because her Golden Core’s fire is very formidable, you often hear about her burning someone to death with it!"

"As for the sect’s secrets? I’m not clear on the specifics, but I’ve heard that there’s an existence within the sect that surpasses the Sect Master, some old monster who safeguards the sect, but I don’t know if that’s true."

"There are more at the Solidifying Pill stage; among the Inner Sect Disciples, there are three hundred who are at the Solidifying Pill stage."

"Now, tell me about the gossip of the Sect Master taking a concubine!" Yusuf Zuck said, narrowing his eyes.

"I’m not clear about the specifics of that either, but the Sect Master is very attentive to that Closed-door Disciple, the Saintess. It’s likely he intends to take her as a concubine. I’ve heard that the woman has a rare physique, the ’Thousand Yin Ultimate Body’, and any man who dual cultivates with her improves by leaps and bounds daily. With such an opportunity, how could the Sect Master let someone else benefit?"

With a "squeak–bang" noise, just as Samson Wilcox finished speaking, the table Yusuf Zuck’s palm was resting on finally shattered into pieces.

Yusuf Zuck remained seated without moving, and even the expression on his face did not change, but he had angrily smashed the table with a palm!

Samson Wilcox immediately knelt down, not daring to raise his head.

"If I were to pay with Gold Coins, could I infiltrate the Mainland Sect?" Yusuf Zuck asked in a stern voice.

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PS: Fifth update, continuing tomorrow.