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

Chapter 62 : Don't Be Afraid, I'm Just a Psychopath

Zhao Yun was sleeping soundly at night when he was awakened by some noise. As he opened his eyes, he unexpectedly found several strange dark figures standing by his bed like soul-collecting ghosts.

He was so frightened he almost ascended on the spot.

The young man's face turned as white as paper as he clutched his blanket tightly. "Who... who are you? How dare you break into my Zhao family's home? Don't you believe I'll call for help?"

Chu Sang snapped her fingers, igniting all the oil lamps and brightening the room. She flashed him a sweet and amiable smile. "Hi, long time no see. Don't be so distant. Do you remember who I am?"

She dangled a token in front of him.

Large family mansions like this all have arrays set up. They were fortunate that Zhao Yun had previously sent those assassins, who provided them with several entry tokens. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to enter the Zhao family compound as easily as strolling through a back garden.

Zhao Yun came to his senses and glared at her fiercely, gritting his teeth. "It's you!"

He had been certain of obtaining the Chaos Blue Lotus, but never imagined the lotus seed would end up in the hands of this cunning little thief!

As soon as he left the Yunze Secret Realm, he had secretly sent people to investigate and track her identity and whereabouts. He even dispatched assassins to try and retrieve the Chaos Blue Lotus seed. However, those assassins vanished without a trace, and not a single piece of good news was reported back. It was clear they had failed.

This was the first time in his life he had been so severely tricked. Even if she were reduced to ashes, he would recognize her at a glance and then scatter her urn!

Mu Chihuai patted his leg in a cast. "Oh my, you're injured?"

Zhao Yun drew in a sharp breath of pain, his expression becoming even more distorted. "What... what do you want?"

Damn it, was he that close to these people? What did it mean for them to rush into his home in the middle of the night?

Although he admitted his appearance was quite attractive, these perverts breaking into his private chambers was going too far.

Chu Sang hadn't expected this guy's mind to have gone through so many twists and turns. Actually, it was just that Seventh Senior Brother had kicked him and fractured his bone a few days ago, right? She heard he was still bedridden, so he definitely hadn't caught up with the family's main force.

The Zhao family that Zhao Yun belonged to was one of the Four Great Tool Refining Families. They certainly had Cloud Water Ships, and not just one.

It would be a waste not to call for a ready-made ride.

"Can we borrow a Cloud Water Ship?" Chu Sang got straight to the point.

Zhao Yun sneered, "Dream on. Who do you think you are? You dare to ask to borrow my Zhao family's Cloud Water Ship?"

Chu Sang said, "Sixth Senior Brother, go ahead."

Without another word, Mu Chihuai brought out all his prized possessions from the bottom of his trunk. His eyes curved into crescents, extremely humanized. "Spanish fly, red-headed centipede, grubs... which one would you like to choose yourself?"

Zhao Yun wanted to scream, to call for help, but Chu Sang slapped a silencing talisman directly on his face, sealing his mouth. He made two muffled sounds. Guards outside the door inquired about what had happened, but the next second, this damned woman took out some kind of magical tool that actually produced his voice.

The guards then walked away.

Zhao Yun completely lost hope. He was no match for these psychopaths.

"Still want to call for help?" Chu Sang asked.

Zhao Yun shook his head, his face ashen.

Only then did Chu Sang remove the seal from his mouth. Zhao Yun took a long breath and glared at them before coldly saying, "You want to borrow my Zhao family's Cloud Water Ship to go to the Ghost City, right? That place is very dangerous, and there's poisonous miasma and ghost energy around. Only the defensive arrays on the Cloud Water Ships can resist it for a while."

"Even the Zhao family only has three Cloud Water Ships. I'm just a young master. Kidnapping me is useless. I don't have the authority to lend you a Cloud Water Ship."

Chu Sang had considered this issue and responded matter-of-factly, "Why don't you come with us then?"

Although this journey was dangerous, it was a good opportunity for righteous cultivators to make a name for themselves. Moreover, in the cultivation world, opportunities and dangers always coexist. All the major families had sent their personal disciples and talented students. If Zhao Yun wanted to go, the Zhao family would certainly agree.

Zhao Yun's face changed abruptly. "I won't go!"

Let those fools go if they want to throw their lives away. He wasn't going to such a dangerous place.

In a world of cultivation where elixirs are so advanced, how could a mere leg injury not heal in half a month? He just didn't want to go to the Ghost City, so he deliberately didn't take medicine and pretended to be sick.

"You won't go?" Chu Sang raised an eyebrow.

"I won't go! Even if you kill me, I won't go!"

Chu Sang stepped back. "Sixth Senior Brother, go again."

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"Ah, thank you, divine doctors, for curing my son's difficult ailment. It's truly a miraculous recovery!" The Zhao family head was overjoyed to see his son, who had been bedridden last night, up and about early in the morning, with a much healthier complexion.

The major families maintained outwardly amicable relations, so he naturally recognized Mu Chihuai's identity at a glance. "I must find time to visit the Mu family and return the favor!"

Mu Chihuai smiled modestly. "Uncle Zhao is too kind. Although Young Master Zhao and I are not from the same sect, we get along quite well privately. It's only natural to help with such a small matter."

Zhao Yun was seething with anger. He didn't know this person at all; why was he claiming such a relationship?

He was so angry his face was red and his neck was swollen. Now his face was so black it could be used to stir-fry vegetables. A bunch of thugs who only knew how to coerce and bribe! To make matters worse, Chu Sang had stuck a talisman on him, and he couldn't voice his grievances.

The Zhao family head, knowing they were heading to the Ghost City, generously lent them a Cloud Water Ship and even sent several dozen guards to escort them safely.

This was Chu Sang's first time seeing the most luxurious form of transportation in the cultivation world—the Cloud Water Ship. It was like a grand ocean-going vessel with the sky as its sea and clouds as its waves, incredibly majestic. It could easily accommodate several hundred to a thousand people at once.

"It's so grand. I wish I had a Cloud Water Ship too."

Chu Sang casually remarked. Su Chen'an, who happened to be passing by, heard her and chuckled, using his folding fan to pat down a stray hair on her head. "When I reach the Nascent Soul stage, I'll refine one for you."

He was already at the peak of the late Golden Core stage. He felt that breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage was just a matter of time now.

All he needed was a trigger to break through the bottleneck.

Throughout the journey, Zhao Yun's expression remained extremely poor. Watching the others joke around in front of him made him even more depressed and irritable. Yet, as a weak tool refiner, what could he do to resist?

"You've been frowning all the way. Smile a bit." Chu Sang sat cross-legged beside him, deciding to comfort this poor child.

Zhao Yun glared at her with a gloomy face. Thinking about being disemboweled by those ghost corpses later, he couldn't smile at all.

He had decided that even if he died, he would drag these damned people down with him.

"By the way, why did you want that Chaos Blue Lotus so badly?"

Zhao Yun's expression softened a bit as he lowered his head. "...My aptitude is too poor. I need the Chaos Blue Lotus to improve it." Then he added resentfully, "I was about to get it, but you snatched it away!"

If he hadn't been able to get it directly, that would have been one thing. But it was precisely at the last step, when he was about to succeed, that this hateful woman snatched it away.

He had even been tricked into being a stepping stone for her.

Heaven knows how much he hated her.

Zhao Yun had four spirit roots, which was slightly better than the once-in-a-thousand-years waste of five spirit roots, but only slightly better.

If someone with five spirit roots basically couldn't step onto the path of cultivation without a great opportunity and was not much different from ordinary people, then someone with four spirit roots could barely reach the threshold of cultivation. But it was considered low-grade. Without an opportunity to improve one's spirit roots, the most one could achieve in this life was the Golden Core stage. No amount of resources could help one progress further.

Zhao Yun was the eldest son of the Zhao family, yet he had four spirit roots. Heaven knows how much impact this had on him since childhood. That's why he was determined to get the Chaos Blue Lotus, but... now it was too late to say anything.

Chu Sang nodded. "So that's how it is."

No wonder he became so desperate after the lotus was snatched. Even hateful people have their pitiful aspects.

Zhao Yun turned to look at her, thinking she would at least say some words of comfort. Instead, she nodded and said, "Well, you really are quite useless then."

Even if he was pitiful, what did that have to do with her?

Zhao Yun's expression became even more distorted. He turned away, not looking at her, to avoid ascending on the spot from anger.

The speed of the Cloud Water Ship was indeed impressive, more than twice as fast as sword flight. In less than half a day, they arrived at the Ghost City.

Looking down, there was a vast sea of people. These were cultivators who had rushed here from various places, and among them were certainly hidden some evil cultivators and ghost cultivators.

Chu Sang leaned against the railing and looked down.

There were too many people, and the distance was quite far. She couldn't tell if Second Senior Brother was among them.

"...The poisonous miasma here is very severe," Wen Renyue turned to remind the others behind her. "We need to take proper precautions. Otherwise, if the ghost energy enters our bodies, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Changsheng also became more wilted.

Mu Chihuai took out the Breath-Holding Pills he had refined earlier and distributed a bottle to each person. "There are ten pills in each bottle. One pill can last for three days."

Chu Sang gave him a thumbs up. In critical moments, they still had to rely on Sixth Senior Brother.

They didn't see Second Senior Brother on this trip, but they did encounter the male and female protagonists.

Chu Sang wasn't surprised that Mo Qingchen's cultivation had skyrocketed to the late Golden Core stage in just a few short months. What was key was that Qin Xixue, the delicate and universally beloved female protagonist, had also reached the late Golden Core stage, which was quite a bit faster than she had imagined.

"You've come to the Ghost Domain too?" Qiu Xiude, having learned from previous experiences, didn't dare to speak rudely anymore, but the disdain in his eyes hadn't diminished at all.

Disciples from small sects daring to come to the Ghost City to seek treasures, they really were seeking death.

Before coming, the sect elders had already warned them. Although the Ghost Domain was dangerous, it also meant that countless cultivators and powerful beings had fallen here. As long as they could enter, if they didn't provoke those ghosts inside and just picked up what they could find on the outskirts, they could still gather quite a few treasures.

Why else would so many cultivators rush here upon hearing the news? Did they really think everyone was driven by righteousness and wanted to save the world? Ha! They just wanted to come here to stock up on treasures.

So the scene that followed was somewhat comical. Even though it was a Ghost Domain with a danger level far exceeding Grade A, many cultivators looked at it with burning eyes as if they had seen some kind of gold and silver treasure. They even secretly watched the movements of those around them, fearing that others might enter the city before them.

Chu Sang shook her head.

The Ghost Domain was surrounded by yin and killing miasma. They had finally waited until the yin energy concentration was at its lowest. Now was the best time to enter the city!

The cultivators outside the city could no longer restrain themselves. One after another, they used all their skills. Talismans and magical treasures flew about, with bursts of colorful light appearing, all wanting to be the first to enter the Ghost Domain to find treasures.

Just as Chu Sang's group was about to go over, a sharp sword light slashed towards them. It was that bastard Qiu Xiude sneaking in an attack again.

Fortunately, Chu Sang had always been on guard. A Golden Armor Talisman easily neutralized the attack.

"Don't think you can get ahead of us!"

"Yes, yes, please, go ahead." Chu Sang wasn't angered and even made a gesture of invitation.

"?" Qiu Xiude's expression became even stranger. Qin Xixue also turned her gaze towards Chu Sang with a flicker in her eyes. In the brief moment of their hesitation, several cultivators rushed into the entrance. The next second, they all let out a miserable scream and instantly evaporated into black mist, disappearing without a trace.

The other cultivators' faces changed abruptly, not daring to take another step forward. "What... what happened?"

Qiu Xiude's face suddenly turned as white as paper. Fortunately, they hadn't gone over just now. Then he looked at Chu Sang with hatred. "You knew all along!"

Chu Sang widened her eyes. "Don't falsely accuse good people. Weren't you the one rushing to reincarnate?"

Qiu Xiude was furious. These people knew but didn't tell them. How selfish!

"There's a killing array at the entrance. Why don't we join forces to break the array?" A disciple wearing blue sect robes walked over. Chu Sang recognized him as a disciple of the Eight Trigrams Sect.

She had met the two leading figures once before. They were the sect's top disciple, Cui Xiu, and that arrogant junior brother, Lin Jing.

The one who had just spoken was Cui Xiu.

His gaze was somewhat intense as he looked at Chu Sang. Ever since that encounter with the Demon Lord, he had been constantly pondering how she had mastered their sect's arrays in such a short time.

The mental methods and internal classics of the Eight Great Sects were never shared with outsiders. It was certain that she had never seen them, which could only mean that she was indeed a rare genius.

He had always valued talent and liked to associate with geniuses.

If he could establish a good relationship with her, that would be best.

If he could poach her, that would be even better!

Tantai Ming's dog-like nose immediately sensed the other party's sneaky intentions. He stood in front of his little junior sister. "If it's cooperation, then let's cooperate. Why do you keep staring at my little junior sister? Don't tell me you have a secret crush?"

Cui Xiu's expression froze for a moment, and he smiled somewhat stiffly. "...Let's discuss the plan."

Lin Jing said, "You've done all sorts of evil deeds and scared my senior brother!"

Chu Sang was speechless. Was she some kind of flood or fierce beast? Was it necessary to react like that?

The two groups began to negotiate and quickly reached a consensus to break the array together.

Qin Xixue watched from the side, her face somewhat unsightly as she lightly pulled at the handkerchief in her hand, unable to hide the jealousy in her heart.

When did Chu Sang become so close with the other Eight Great Sects?!

It was well known that the disciples of the Eight Trigrams Sect were always arrogant and considered themselves superior. They usually disdained talking to sword cultivators like them... They didn't even glance at her just now, but turned to cooperate with Chu Sang instead?!

Back in the Tianyan Sect, no one had paid any attention to Chu Sang. But why did she suddenly become so dazzling now, as if all eyes were drawn to her whenever she appeared?

Not just this time, but the previous times as well. It seemed that ever since Chu Sang left the Tianyan Sect, she had become different from before...

Mo Qingchen's gaze fell on Chu Sang with complex emotions, unsure of what to think. The two of them were now completely at odds, weren't they?

The Eight Trigrams Sect disciples and Chu Sang walked to the front of the array.