The Entire Sect is Full of Villains, Yet the Junior Sister Conquers All

Chapter 131 : Puppet Technique

As the saying goes, the best places to gather information are either brothels or taverns.

Looking out through the private room's door, not far across was a large table set with wine and food. Five or six demon cultivators were drinking and feasting boisterously, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

The leader was a demon cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, a cultivation level that would make him a minor Demon King in the demon realm.

He was holding half a jug of wine, with much spilled on the ground. He was joyfully playing drinking games with the other demon cultivators across from him. When he lost, there was uproarious laughter. He would tilt his head back and drain the half-jug in one gulp, spilling more wine on the ground. His head lolled to one side in a drunken stupor as he chatted animatedly with his demon cultivator underlings.

"I'll tell you what, I'm one of His Majesty the Demon Emperor's favorites. I've been by the Nine-Tailed Demon Emperor's side since the previous emperor's time. If you brothers ever need help in the future, just come find your big brother here." The demon cultivator thumped his chest and laughed heartily.

As they say, when one drinks too much, one talks too much.

The demon cultivator was likely completely drunk, his face as red as a monkey's behind, blurting out all sorts of idle chatter. "Hey, let me tell you something you definitely don't know! You've heard about that rebel who attacked the Demon Emperor's palace recently, causing such a commotion, right?"

"Do you know who that was?"

Faced with his underlings' flattering and curious gazes, the demon cultivator smiled smugly. "I bet you can't guess! Only someone who serves by the Demon Emperor's side like me would accidentally learn this secret. Come here, hic~ lean in close, I'll tell you, but don't you dare tell anyone else..."

Even though the group of demon cultivators lowered their voices to converse, how could their voices possibly escape the eavesdropping talisman?

The conversation over there was overheard clearly by Chu Sang and Mu Changqing.

"That rebel... is actually the former Young Master of our demon realm! No, not the former Young Master, but a traitor, yes... a traitor left over from the previous dynasty!"

"He attempted to assassinate the Demon Emperor in the middle of the night, and even several great Demon Kings who were still loyal to the former Demon Emperor had rebellious thoughts, wanting to support that traitor's comeback." The demon cultivator's face showed a vicious expression, utterly disdainful as he continued, "But it's nothing to worry about. A few days ago, His Majesty the Demon Emperor already sent troops to suppress them. Those few Demon Kings can't make any waves."

"... So the former Young Master has returned?"

The demon cultivator underlings were shocked, looking at each other in hesitation before cautiously asking,

"But it was said that during the great battle back then, the entire clan of the former Demon Emperor was wiped out. So the demon realm's Young Master didn't actually die back then? He's been living in hiding all these years?"

"Hehe, that was just what His Majesty the Demon Emperor said to pacify the people. It's true that the former Demon Emperor and Empress died, but their only son escaped in the chaos."

"Over a decade ago, His Majesty the Demon Emperor specifically sent troops to search for this missing former Young Master, but even after searching the entire demon realm, they couldn't find any trace of him."

"Later, His Majesty the Demon Emperor accidentally learned that the former Young Master had fled to the cultivation world and was picked up by a cultivator there. So he sent troops multiple times to try to force the cultivation world to hand over the former Young Master, but they consistently denied it. As a result, relations between the two sides became increasingly tense, and now they're like fire and water."

"Over time, even the Demon Emperor himself couldn't set foot in the cultivation world, so the matter was left unresolved." The demon cultivator drank another bowl of wine, his face showing anger. "Who would have thought that so soon, that demon realm Young Master would come knocking at our door? It's made me unable to sleep well for days and nights, being ordered by His Majesty the Demon Emperor to capture this traitor..."

"If that's the case, won't the demon realm be turned upside down?"

Inevitably, there are deserters in every era.

Several demon cultivators were clearly afraid and wanted to escape early.

Hearing this, the Nascent Soul demon cultivator drained the last half bowl of wine in one gulp. With a "Bang!" he threw the bowl on the ground and stood up swaying. "That former Young Master is nothing to fear. He's already been captured and beheaded by us personally."

He sneered and continued, "Even if he were still alive, so what? His Majesty the Demon Emperor is about to break through to the highest realm. When that happens, not just a former Young Master, but even if his father crawled out of the ground, he'd be delusional to think he could change the course of history. Hahahaha!"

His arrogant laughter made it seem as if he himself were the Demon Emperor. The few underlings beside him all bowed in admiration.

Chu Sang and Mu Changqing silently eavesdropped for a while, both feeling somewhat speechless.

When Mu Changqing heard these scum still daring to insult his father emperor, he almost rushed out to blow their dog heads off, but was pulled back by Chu Sang first. "Third Senior Brother, calm down."

"Why don't you go turn a few great Demon Kings first?" she suggested. "After all, those Demon Kings were loyal subjects of your father emperor, they should still have some old affection for you."

Mu Changqing spoke calmly, "Father Emperor reigned for many years and ruled with kindness. Those dozen or so Demon Kings under him all sincerely pledged allegiance to him back then, but in the end, what happened?"

"He made the mistake of trusting people and was harmed by this group of Demon Kings who united in betrayal."

"I don't trust anyone."

Father Emperor has been dead for so many years. If those Demon Kings were truly loyal, why haven't they shown any intention of revenge all these years?

The truly loyal Demon Kings were killed long ago by that old fox sitting on the throne now, replaced by his own people.

This information is probably a trap deliberately set by that cunning old fox to lure the enemy in. Before confirming the facts, he wouldn't walk into the trap himself.

Chu Sang thought about it and felt it made sense. The current situation in the demon realm was complex, not something an outsider like her could interfere with.

"So what do you want to do next?" she asked.

Mu Changqing looked towards the demon cultivator in the distance who was completely unaware of the approaching danger, and smiled. "Bait delivered right to our doorstep, it's already here."

After the demon cultivators had eaten and drunk their fill, they left in high spirits.

They were all drunk to the point of confusion.

In his drunken haze, the Nascent Soul demon cultivator tugged at his waist sash and stumbled into a small grove. Before he could even undo his trousers, he was knocked unconscious from behind.

When he woke up in panic, there were two figures before his eyes.

One wore a fiery red Taoist robe, with ink-black hair tied high, her expression bright and sunny, looking like a lively and kind-hearted young woman.

The other figure was taller and more slender. Although also wearing a red robe, their auras were completely different. The beauty's brows held a seductive and cold ferocity that couldn't be concealed, and the eyes looking at him were filled with killing intent.

Mu Changqing curled his lips, casually drew out a short blade, and gently scraped it across the demon cultivator's face. "Tell me, what position do you hold by the Demon Emperor's side?"

"Who are you?! What do you want?!" The demon cultivator realized something was wrong and shouted.

Mu Changqing's expression turned cold. "What a noisy, ugly thing."

Expressionless, his hand moved and the blade fell. Accompanied by a scream of agony, one of the demon cultivator's fingers was directly chopped off.

A blood-soaked finger rolled on the ground, leaving a deep and horrifying trail of blood.

"When I ask you a question, you only need to answer. Where did all this nonsense come from?" He smiled, arching his brows. "Tell me, what position do you hold by that old thing's side?"

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll cut off your fingers one by one."

How could the demon cultivator possibly speak? His face was twisted and as pale as a ghost. The pain was so intense he couldn't even make a sound. He had already fainted from the pain and fright.

A foul odor also spread out.

Chu Sang retreated three steps. This person had actually wet himself in fear.

Mu Changqing's face darkened. He kicked the man several meters away. "What a disgusting and filthy male."

As he spoke, red lines appeared on his palm. Using blood to draw lines, his ten fingers controlled and entwined the unconscious demon cultivator's limbs and torso.

The next moment, an astonishing thing happened—

The demon cultivator opened his eyes again and stood up in mid-air, except that his eyes were more empty and lifeless compared to normal people, like a puppet... being controlled.

"I am one of the ten guardian protectors by the Demon Emperor's side."

The demon cultivator spoke with his head lowered, his voice devoid of emotion.

"Go then, return to that old thing's side and await orders. I will come to find you personally later."

After Mu Changqing gave his instructions, the demon cultivator left.

He glanced again at the two bloody fingers on the ground, his face full of disgust.

It was too ugly to look at, not worth collecting. He directly raised a demon fire in his hand and incinerated them.

Chu Sang witnessed his series of actions and took two steps back, inwardly clicking her tongue. As expected, he was still that big pervert, chopping off people's hands when in a bad mood.

She should buy him a couple more pork knuckles to improve his mood.

"Little Junior Sister, why are you standing so far from me? I'm very gentle, you know."

Chu Sang made no comment, her gaze falling on the red threads in his hand that still hadn't dissipated. Pointing in the direction the demon cultivator had left, she asked, "Is this also puppet technique?"

That's kind of cool.

Although the original work didn't elaborate much on puppet techniques, which were considered an unorthodox path, she roughly knew that puppet techniques were divided into three levels.

The first type was the simplest mechanical wooden puppet, somewhat similar to modern robots.

It involved the puppet master creating a puppet, carving mechanisms on it, then using spirit stones as an energy source to drive it. This allowed the puppet to perform simple tasks such as walking, watering plants, carrying heavy objects, and other laborious work.

Although most puppets were made by cultivators, cultivators didn't need them themselves, so they would usually sell these mechanical wooden puppets to wealthy families and officials in the mortal world.

The second type of puppet was more advanced: the string puppet. The best representative of this was Mu Changqing.

The human puppets he usually made were typical string puppets. The puppet master could directly use spiritual energy threads to control the puppet's actions from behind, making it more flexible and versatile than mechanical puppets.

If the puppet master's carving skills were high enough, they could even achieve an effect indistinguishable from reality.

The third type of puppet technique was called the supreme puppet technique. It hadn't appeared in the original work, and even Mu Changqing in the original story hadn't comprehended this pinnacle level.

But clearly, he had now mastered this supreme puppet technique.

The supreme puppet technique involved controlling real people, turning living people into one's puppet subordinates.

Chu Sang remembered that she had once given him a demon puppet bead to improve his mood. It seemed that during the time he was locked up, Third Senior Brother hadn't been idle.

"What, do you want to try it too?" Mu Changqing smiled gently.

Chu Sang: No thanks.

Not half an hour later, Big Senior Sister and the others who had received the news rushed over.

From afar, Tantai Ming saw a tall woman in red robes beside Little Junior Sister. Just looking at her back view made the pure-hearted young man experience what it meant to fall in love at first sight.

Then the next second, that beauty turned her head.

Tantai Ming experienced another wave of what it meant to—

Heaven in one thought, hell in the next; love at first sight, heartbreak at second sight.

"Third Senior Brother??"

Tantai Ming and Changsheng were shocked.

Chu Sang explained the cause and effect. Big Senior Sister tilted her head and spoke what was in their hearts, "Hmm, he's so flamboyant."

Mu Changqing had no interest in these two ordinary humans, but he did look at the confused Changsheng a few more times, his eyes flashing with a hint of fondness.

"It smells so good."

The Undying Wood was a good thing. Stewing and eating it could make one immortal and greatly increase one's cultivation. He had wanted to stew it the first time he saw it, but unexpectedly was stopped halfway. Now he still felt some regret and wanted to find another chance to secretly start cooking.

Changsheng: "Why does Third Senior Brother keep staring at me? Does he like me?"

Chu Sang looked profound. "Senior Sister, have you heard of Tang Seng?"

"Who's that?"

"He's a delicate beauty loved by all, with 81 suitors who love him obsessively, love him madly, love him to the point of wanting to eat a piece of his flesh... Fifth Junior Sister, you're Tang Seng number two."

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Demon Emperor's Palace.

A middle-aged man with a head full of silver hair sat in the high seat, his face grave as he listened to his subordinate's report.

He had finally managed to capture that boy who had fled in rebellion years ago, resolving his biggest concern of the past decade. Unexpectedly, yesterday someone had caused a great disturbance in the Deep Abyss Prison, almost releasing that scourge again!

Fortunately, he had deployed many high-level demon experts to guard outside beforehand, so those audacious human cultivators hadn't succeeded in their jailbreak attempt.

To prevent unforeseen circumstances, he had secretly executed that traitor last night. With this, the other factions in the demon realm had also settled down, and the huge stone that had been pressing on his heart for years finally dropped.

"Alright, you may all withdraw."

The Demon Emperor secretly breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand to dismiss the group of guards.

He then turned to a guardian protector beside him and instructed, "Next, this emperor will enter closed cultivation for half a year. You few will guard outside and absolutely do not allow any idle persons to enter!"

"Yes."

However, as soon as the Demon Emperor entered the forbidden area, one of the guardian protectors, head lowered, quietly withdrew from the ranks.

He came to a corner outside the palace, secretly undid a formation, and let Chu Sang and the others who had been waiting for a long time in.

It was an inside-outside collaboration.

After completing his mission, the demon cultivator guardian protector was mercilessly slit across the throat.

Chu Sang, familiar with the procedure, took out all his storage ring and identity token, disguised herself as him, and swaggered into the demon race's forbidden area.

The current rulers of the demon realm were the Nine-Tailed Fox clan.

Legend had it that if members of their clan could cultivate true nine tails, they could transcend tribulation and ascend.

However, in tens of thousands of years, a true nine-tailed fox had only been a legend. Even the current Demon Emperor, the strongest in power, only had six tails, symbolizing his Unity stage strength. He was now preparing to challenge for the seventh tail.

When demon race members enter closed cultivation to advance their realm, it's also when their strength is at its weakest.

The Demon Emperor's power would directly drop to the Nascent Soul stage.

Previously, with major troubles unresolved, the Demon Emperor had repeatedly postponed this. Now that he had finally removed the thorn in his heart, he dared to enter closed cultivation to break through.