Martial God Asura

Chapter 6099: I Must Kill Him

“Regardless, whoever’s backing Chu Feng has little relevance to today’s battle. I only exposed Master Nine Zenith because I disliked his behavior. The master of the Nine Heavens’ Zenith should be open instead of sneaking around like a rat.

“Our Netherworld Sect has lost the battle, and we’ll concede as much. We have to admit that Chu Feng is formidable. Despite the limitations of his cultivation, it is indeed something for him to acquire such powerful world spirits, no matter how he pulled it off.”

His words sounded like compliments but Jimo Qianzhou was implying that Chu Feng had only won because of his world spirit, and he might not have obtained the world spirit with his strength too.

“Young master Zilin practices a unique cultivation skill. You might have heard about our Netherworld Sect’s Netherworld Embryo. We have a unique way of cultivating the Netherworld Embryo, and young master Zilin is practicing a highly advanced skill.

“It may look frightening on the surface, but it isn’t an unorthodox means. I guarantee that the skill used by young master Zilin is only a means; he would never treat other prodigies in such a manner.

“Many of you won’t believe my words, similar to how most people refuse to believe that we mean good when we plant the Netherworld Embryo into the prodigies of the world of cultivation. In truth, we take into our sect the prodigies we have implanted Netherworld Embryos in when they come of age, and we take care of their family members too.

“I know my words will be met with skepticism, but I still wish to explain things to everyone. It’s up to you whether to believe me or not.

“Our Netherworld Sect’s goal has always been to better the world, though our means may be extreme and unconventional. However, we will be announcing something very soon. By then, you’ll know that our sect is the true protector of the world of cultivation.”

Jimo Qianzhou’s words were intended to cleanse Baili Zilin and the Netherworld Sect’s reputation.

Heavenly Gods were as good as gods to the masses.

It was convincing when someone of Jimo Qianzhou’s strength patiently explained things to them, as someone as powerful as him didn’t need to be accountable to them; they wouldn’t be able to hold him accountable for any evil deeds he committed anyway.

As a result, some believed his nonsense and thought that they might have misunderstood the Netherworld Sect all along.

Jimo Qianzhou thanked the crowd for showing up and even ordered his men to distribute cultivation resources to them. These cultivation resources weren’t too useful, but they were rare items that couldn’t be easily found on the market.

Even if these cultivation resources weren’t too valuable, it was still an impressive act of generosity given the massive crowd gathered here. This won praise for the Netherworld Sect.

While the Netherworld Sectmembers were distributing cultivation resources, Jimo Qianzhou left the area and headed to the palace hidden underground.

Along the way, a bunch of people from the conservative faction blocked his path.

“Do you have business with me, Lord Yun Ao?” Jimo Qianzhou asked.

“Jimo Qianzhou, your words might have fooled outsiders, but surely you don’t think that it can fool me too? The means used by Baili Zilin don’t belong to our Netherworld Sect; those are true unorthodox means.

“Baili Zilin is a talented individual. He would have reached great heights just by cultivating normally. Is he in such a rush for success that he would resort to despicable means?” Yun Ao questioned.

“Lord Yun Ao, are you here to question me? Young master Zilin’s father will offer a satisfactory explanation to everyone once he emerges from his closed-door training. Till then, my mission is to ensure young master Zilin’s safety. Don’t blame me for my offense if you try to do anything to young master Zilin,” Jimo Qianzhou’s voice was respectful but forceful.

It looked like he wouldn’t hesitate to fight Yun Ao to stop him from punishing Baili Zilin.

“I’m only here to offer a warning. I can’t bear the weight of instigating a civil war in the Netherworld Sect, but know that there are people in our conservative faction who can bear that weight. You’ll have to explain things once the lords are out of their closed-door training.”

With that, Yun Ao left with Chen Hui.

Jimo Qianzhou was already prepared for this, so he wasn’t bothered. He walked into the underground palace, and the first thing he heard was Baili Zilin’s miserable wail.

As he walked closer, he saw Baili Zilin lying inside a recovery formation.

A world spiritist fully covered in a white robe was channeling the recovery formation. He was Jimo Qianzhou’s old acquaintance, and he had contributed to the capture of Xianhai Yu’er a while back.

It was also through this mysterious world spiritist’s means that Jimo Qianzhou learned that Master Nine Zenith was the one helping Chu Feng.

Jimo Qianzhou treated this world spiritist with respect because of his exceptional skills.

Yet, Baili Zilin’s body remained fragmented despite the white-robed world spiritist’s attempt to heal him. It was no wonder Baili Zilin was screaming nonstop.

“What’s wrong, master? Are you unable to treat him too?” Jimo Qianzhou anxiously asked.

“That world spirit has embedded some kind of elusive energy in her attack. Young master Zilin might have to suffer a bit. However, there’s no need to worry. The energy will slowly dissipate over time, and he’ll gradually recover,” the mysterious world spiritist replied.

Baili Zilin was horrified to hear that. “What?! Do I have to continue bearing this pain? Can’t you at least alleviate this pain? You useless thing! Why does our Netherworld Sect squander money on you?”

The mysterious world spiritist glared at Baili Zilin with cold eyes. “Get this into that thick skull of yours—I am in a cooperative relationship with your Netherworld Sect; I’m not your dog.”

Baili Zilin was in so much pain that he couldn’t care that much, so he just kept hurling insults.

Jimo Qianzhou quickly pulled the mysterious world spiritist aside and said, “Master, young master Zilin has only misspoken because he can’t bear the pain. Please don’t hold it against him. Is there a way to help him?”

He took out a Cosmos Sack and passed it over.

The mysterious world spiritist accepted the Cosmos Sack. He flicked his wrist and took out a jade bottle. The words ‘Seven Realms Sacred Mansion’ were inscribed on the jade bottle.

“Scatter this on the formation. It’ll alleviate his pain but it can’t completely eradicate it.”

Jimo Qianzhou quickly did as told, but Baili Zilin’s screams didn’t lessen.

“Master, this...” Jimo Qianzhou directed pleading eyes at the mysterious world spiritist.

The mysterious world spiritist fell silent when he saw that the content of the jade bottle had failed to work. He looked in the direction where Chu Feng and the others had left and blurted, “To think there’s such a formidable world spirit in the world. It looks like I have no choice but to kill you, Chu Feng.”