88: The naive empress, a doll-like plaything

Su Lin calmly looked at the Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor, who was sprawled on the ground.

Under Ye You's aura, the Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor's entire spiritual power was locked down, making him unable to even self-destruct.

“I…” He was just about to beg for mercy.

“Revered Master, you are still too gentle.”

Ye You walked over, interrupting the Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor’s words.

“There’s no need to question this kind of prey.”

She stood in front of the Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor, “Let me do it.”

Seemingly sensing the fear of death, the Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor exclaimed in terror, “No, I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you everything.”

Ye You merely extended her palm and placed it above the Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor.

“I gave you a chance; it’s too late to speak now.”

“Relax, dizziness is normal.”

As her words fell, a dense, dark green demonic power instantly surged out, transforming into countless fine threads that forcibly pierced into the Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor’s Sea of Consciousness.

“Ugh ah!”

The Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor let out a short, sharp scream, and then his voice was choked in his throat by the demonic power.

His entire body began to tremble violently, his eyeballs rolled upwards, with only the bloodshot whites of his eyes twitching.

The surrounding Elders and Disciples of the Daochu Sect were all stunned.

The remaining people from the Dao Pavilion seemed frozen in place, not daring to move.

Elder Xuan Zhen’s eyelids twitched incessantly.

This method of Soul Searching was too overbearing, completely disregarding the life or death of the opponent's Divine Soul, purely for the most efficient plunder of information.

Ye You's face remained unchanged as she quietly read the opponent's memories.

A moment later, she released her hand.

The Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud, completely losing all vitality, his Divine Soul utterly destroyed.

“Revered Master,” Ye You turned around, “I’ve found out.”

“This Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor is indeed a dog of the Nether Moon Empress.”

“All of his Cultivation Techniques and that gourd Magic Treasure were bestowed by the Nether Moon Empress.

The price was that he had to regularly offer a sufficient amount of Cultivator Divine Souls to the Nether Moon Empress.”

“Regarding the Empress herself,”

Ye You paused, “He has never seen the true face of the Nether Moon Empress.”

“He doesn’t even have the qualifications to enter the depths of the Ghost Realm.

Each sacrifice was performed at an outer altar, bowing to a vague figure shrouded in black mist.

What Elder Xuan Zhen’s scout vaguely glimpsed was probably that very figure.”

“In the Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor’s memory, the Empress only spoke to him a few times.

That voice… was very childish.”

Ye You continued: “Moreover, this Empress acts entirely on her whims.

In the Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor’s memory, the Empress’s most recent outburst of anger was because the quality of the Divine Souls he offered was too poor and not ‘fun’.”

This description made Elder Xuan Zhen’s heart tighten.

“Not fun?”

“Yes,” Ye You confirmed, “She demanded that the Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor collect a batch of interesting Divine Souls to create a new batch of puppets.”

“The Dao Pavilion Old Ancestor, desperate, began to fiercely attack our Daochu Sect in recent years, hoping to take away all the Disciple Divine Souls here.”

Ye You’s voice carried disdain: “Someone who controls rats in a sewer dares to call herself an Empress?”

Su Lin’s expression remained unchanged after listening.

A Body Integration Stage Cultivator, capricious, treating human lives as playthings, and calling herself an Empress, a ghost Cultivator.

He looked at the surviving Dao Pavilion Cultivators in the plaza.

Ye You understood and asked, “Revered Master, how should these be handled?”

Su Lin did not answer her, but instead looked at Elder Xuan Zhen.

“Xuan Zhen.”

Elder Xuan Zhen immediately stepped forward and bowed: “This subordinate is here!”

“Clear the mountain gate.” Su Lin gave the order.

Xuan Zhen’s body stiffened, and he immediately understood the meaning.

He suddenly turned around, facing the Daochu Sect Disciples behind him, and shouted with full Qi:

“The Sect Master has an order! The Dao Pavilion traitors intended to destroy our Sect and slaughter our fellow Disciples! Daochu Sect Disciples, heed the order, kill all invaders, leave no one alive!”

“Kill!”

The Daochu Sect Disciples, who had been suppressed for a long time, saw that the leader of the powerful enemy was dead and the remaining forces were suppressed. Their morale instantly soared, and they shouted in unison, charging towards the immobile Dao Pavilion Cultivators.

For a moment, the light of Spells and the cold gleam of weapons intertwined, and screams rose and fell, but quickly subsided.

The battle ended quickly.

There was not a single Dao Pavilion Cultivator left standing in the plaza.

Ye You casually waved her hand, dispersing the bloody Qi.

The four Cat Girls maids behind her also curiously observed everything; to them, such a scene was like child's play.

The Disciples of the Daochu Sect gathered in the plaza, many with injuries, but their spirits were exceptionally high.

They looked at Ye You with reverence, and then curiously observed Su Lin.

Elder Xuan Zhen stepped forward, took a deep breath, and addressed all the Disciples with a solemn voice.

“All Disciples!”

Everyone’s gaze was focused on him.

“Today, the Sect Master returned, turning the tide and saving our Daochu Sect!”

He turned sideways and bowed deeply to Su Lin.

“This is the founding Ancestral Master of our Daochu Sect, Sect Master Su Lin!”

A stir arose among the Disciples.

Some younger Disciples had only heard legends and had never seen Su Lin.

They looked at Su Lin, then at the Soul Transformation Stage Cultivation fluctuation on his body, their faces filled with confusion.

Xuan Zhen saw all of this, straightened up, and said sternly,

“I know what you are thinking.”

“The Sect Master’s identity does not allow anyone to question it!”

Xuan Zhen’s voice intimidated everyone present.

“Let alone what the Sect Master’s current Cultivation is, even if he loses all his Cultivation, as long as he stands here, he is the only Sect Master of the Daochu Sect!”

He scanned his surroundings, his gaze sharp.

“From this moment on, the Sect Master’s command is the highest directive of the Daochu Sect!”

He paused, Killing Intent erupting:

“Anyone who dares to disrespect the Sect Master, I, Xuan Zhen, will be the first to kill!”

Su Lin stood calmly in place, accepting everyone’s kneeling.

He raised his hand, making a gesture of support: “Everyone, rise.”

Everyone rose, but kept their heads bowed, not daring to look directly.

Su Lin looked at Xuan Zhen, then swept his gaze over the injured Disciples with depleted spiritual power, and exchanged several bottles of Medicinal Pills for healing from the System Store.

“Xuan Zhen.”

“This subordinate is here!” Xuan Zhen immediately responded.

“Clear the battlefield and treat the wounded.”

Su Lin flipped his wrist, and several jade bottles appeared out of thin air, flying steadily towards Xuan Zhen.

“Distribute these Medicinal Pills.”

Xuan Zhen instinctively caught the jade bottles, and as soon as he uncorked one, a rich Spiritual Qi wafted out.

His pupils suddenly constricted, and his hands began to tremble!

“This… this is… Saint Grade healing Medicinal Pills?!”

These were top-tier Saint Grade healing elixirs; not to mention a bottle, even a single pill was hard to come by.

And the Sect Master casually conjured several bottles!

“Thank you, Sect Master, for the medicine!” Xuan Zhen excitedly knelt again.

“Revered Master’s actions are naturally the best.” Ye You said.

At this moment, she was more concerned about the so-called Nether Moon Empress.

She looked at Su Lin, her eyes gleaming with bloodthirsty excitement, “Revered Master, when shall we go and crush that little bug hiding in the sewer?”