Cultivating by picking up attributes, I accumulate my strength!

83  Chapter 72: The Tale of the Demonic Sect's Treasures, Unmatched Strength of the Dual Practice of Sword and Blade,

The Lai Fu Inn's three-pronged sign of a wine flask was swaying constantly.

Drunken patrons bored out of their wits were bragging at their tables, occasionally flirting with the landlady at the front desk, eliciting a few delicate scolds.

"Gentlemen, please come in!"

The innkeeper's assistant greeted the people coming in from the entrance with a friendly smile.

The man who led them into the inn— a strikingly handsome, but somewhat effeminate man wearing a long grey robe— chose a place to sit and was followed by a few thin young men and decently pretty women into a private room upstairs.

Han Ye and Wang Da Niu were the first to step into the inn. Looking up at the effeminate man entering the upstairs room, they heard the assistant innkeeper greeting them.

"Do you want to stay, or just have some drinks?"

He called the assistant over.

"We'll have drinks. Find us a room next to theirs. We have others who will be joining us shortly."

"Alright. Please come this way."

With that, the assistant led them up the stairs.

A moment later, another two people entered the inn, led by Lin Shihuang. They found the assistant and asked,

"We had a reservation earlier. Where is it?"

"Please, this way!"

The followers of the Dragon Sparrow Sect arrived one by one, some of them not going to the private rooms, but simply took seats at a table on the first floor.

...

In the private room.

The effeminate man took his seat slowly, his smile gradually growing richer. His cruel gaze swept across the several people present, especially the good-looking women.

Getting up, he began to caress the shoulders of one of the women, his hands exploring very uncouthly, he said meaningly:

"If you want to join my sect, now's the time. In a few days, Hongzhou Prefecture will be shut down. Once that happens, the opportunity will be gone."

The woman, with a hopeful look on her face, asked coyly, "Kind sir, are you truly a cultivator who could lead us on the path of cultivation?"

"Of course. As long as you agree to become my followers, that's not a problem."

"What are followers?"

"They are my subordinates, which means you belong to me."

The handsome man said leisurely.

"Alright... your wish is my command."

"Sir, if we are to embark on the path of cultivation, how many souls are needed?" one of the thin men asked cautiously.

"Five human lives should be enough. Once you collect the souls, you can embark on the path of longevity, living a carefree life with me. The trivial court is nothing in comparison." The handsome man said conceitedly.

"Great, great!"

They all looked enthused upon hearing these words.

However, on the other side of the room, Han Ye was pressed against the wall, clearly hearing the conversation in the next room.

"He certainly knows how to deceive others,"

Han Ye clucked his tongue, then proceeded to give directions to the people in the room:

"I've seen it earlier. The man leading them is at the Qi Cultivation River Realm. The others, although they appear to possess the Demon Qi, are just ordinary people who have recently begun cultivating the Demon Path, so they are nothing to fear."

"The key is finding the other accomplices and capturing them all at once. For the time being, we should avoid alarming them."

A disciple asked, "Senior Brother, when do we take action?"

"Night is the best time."

Han Ye replied gravely.

A short while passed, and unexpected noises emerged from the room next door. Everyone present blushed, looking at each other in confusion, unsure of the situation.

"Damn it!"

Han Ye cursed. After a year and a half, he again found himself in such a situation.

The gasps grew louder.

"I'm going to get some air."

Unable to tolerate it, Han Ye exited the room and waited outside.

Half an hour passed before it finally ended.

The demon cultivator in the next room finally emerged, looking satisfied. As he descended the stairs, Han Ye remained watching guests chatting and laughing as though nothing had happened.

The demon cultivator shouted at the assistant innkeeper:

"I've paid."

"Alright!"

The assistant wiped down the table without taking a second glance.

"Clang!"

A small, green object fell from the demon cultivator as he left. Han Ye, who hadn't turned his head, picked it up only after the demon cultivator had departed.

「Pickup Attribute: Bewitching Hearsay+1」

「Bewitching Hearsay (Green): Your lies are persuasive, and others are likely to believe them.'」

"A lie... could it mean…"

Han Ye seemed to realize something.

There was suddenly a shriek in the box. "Sir, you haven't paid yet!"

Han Ye muttered to himself, as expected.

This demon cultivator even deceived a child, truly despicable.

...

As night fell.

In the large family courtyard, more than a hundred demon cultivators in black robes were gathered together.

"These days, there have been many Dragon Sparrow Sect disciples appearing everywhere. They have the means to find us, and the Hongzhou Prefecture will coordinate with them to enforce a city lockdown when the time comes. We cannot stay here for too long."

"Dammit, why has the Dragon Sparrow Sect taken aim at our Ghoul Sect! Even our three great elders have disappeared and died, the Huangquan Valley has been overrun by Dragon Sparrow Sect disciples, where do we go from here?"

"The Demonic Sect's supreme treasure that the Sect Leader carries is very important and should not be taken lightly. We can travel to the Far West, where it is an Abandoned Land with sparse population, there we can avoid the hunting of the Immortal Gate."

"If not for searching for this Demonic Sect's supreme treasure this year, how could we have ended up in such a situation."

Upon hearing this, the demon cultivators heaved helpless sighs.

If they wanted to live peacefully, they could only keep running. Now the demon cultivators were like rats on the street with everyone shouting, "Hit it!"

"We only need to train a few more people, or we won't have much manpower when we head to Xisha."

"Yeah, in just a few days in Hongzhou Prefecture, I only have five or six subordinates. They are all physically weak..."

Suddenly.

There were rustling noises from outside the courtyard, attracting their attention.

——Whoosh! Whoosh!

A strong wind blew, and a large cloud of mist blew into the whole mansion, hovering mid-air.

The demon cultivators on the scene quickly covered their mouths and noses to prevent the dust from entering their lungs, but the effect didn't seem significant, as the mist directly penetrated their skin.

Before long, their skin started to turn red.

Everyone was in shock, looking around in panic.

A righteous voice sounded in the courtyard:

"Give up resistance! You are surrounded by us, the disciples of the Dragon Sparrow Sect. With just a hundred people, you can't escape even if you had wings!"

Before the voice had even finished speaking, the sound of spiritual swords being drawn echoed continuously from outside the courtyard, and a large shadow descended from the sky.

Seeing this scene, the demon cultivators' expressions changed dramatically.

Had their base been discovered?

How come so many Dragon Sparrow Sect disciples had come to surround them?

"I'll fight you to the end."

"Dragon Sparrow Sect, I've endured you for a long time!"

A few of the demon cultivators yelled in fury and rushed out of the courtyard.

"Struggling on one's deathbed."

After swallowing an antidote pill, Han Ye, who was standing at the entrance of the courtyard, sneered. He wielded the Spiritual Sword Flame in his right hand and the Profound Thunder Blade in his left, showing off his ample True Qi as thunder and fire crossed.

With both his sword skill and blade skill at the ready, he slashed with a "whoosh" sound!

The two demon cultivators who ran out were directly cut in half at the waist!

"Any more resistance?"

He threw the bodies into the courtyard. The bloody scene left the many cultivators inside the courtyard in shock.

"My head... is so dizzy."

"Me too, I feel unbearably hot!"

"I can't take it anymore!"

Many people started to notice their consciousness getting blurry, their bodies aching unbearably, their eyes became strange as they looked at their companions beside them. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Very good, the medicine is starting to take effect."

Han Ye heard the voices and smirked to himself.

"Unexpectedly, this 'Bewitching Hearsay' is quite useful."

"It's about time, let's finish them all."

Han Ye led ten Dragon Sparrow Sect disciples in a fierce charge, brandishing their magical treasures, striking the demon cultivators.

Only after seeing the ten people following Han Ye did the demon cultivators realize that they had fallen for a trap.

They wanted to fight back but found that they couldn't muster the strength to do so.

Han Ye's physical body radiated bands of golden light. Holding a sword in one hand and a blade in the other, he moved as if slicing through butter, entering uninhabited territory.

Easily claiming the lives of the demon cultivators on the scene.

He may be no match for the elders of the Demon Sect, but could he not defeat the disciples of the Demon Sect?

The revenge for his senior sister, they would have to repay with their lives!