: None of them can live!

Xuantian Sect, Guidao Palace.

Qianji held the message sent by Youyue, and a slow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The cult leader's move was brilliant.

He put down the jade slip and beckoned Wei Zhixing over:

"Go, in the name of the Xuantian Sect, send a message to all the sects that have announced their allegiance. Three days later, each sect shall send ten disciples to the main altar to pay homage to the sect leader."

Wei Zhixing was taken aback:

"All the sects that have submitted?"

Yes, all of them.

Qianji picked up his teacup and slowly took a sip:

"Especially those nine who have just surrendered, make sure they are notified."

Wei Zhixing gave a bitter smile.

I just started my vacation!

He dared not disobey his master's orders and turned to leave.

Qianji leaned back in his chair, in a very good mood.

He found out the news the moment Xue Lie agreed to the White Bone Palace.

Qianji had seen through that little scheme long ago.

Although the relationship between Xue Lie and the White Bone Palace is unknown, their surface-level objectives are still quite clear.

Want to use the Hall of White Bones to show off?

Do they want to elevate the status of the White Bone Palace among the various sects of the demonic path?

Alright, then let all the sects that have submitted come together.

Let's see how special your White Bone Palace is now.

As expected of the cult leader!

......

After the news spread, the nine sects that had just submitted to the regime reacted the fastest.

They were all stunned when they received the news.

"What? The Demon Lord wants us to go on a pilgrimage?"

At the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, Yun Zhongling held the communication jade slip given to him by his master, looking utterly incredulous.

Mu Qinxin leaned over to take a look:

"Really?"

"Sent from the Xuantian Sect, how could it be fake?"

Yun Zhongling took a deep breath and immediately realized:

"Quick! Prepare the gifts! Bring out the best things from the storeroom!"

Mu Qinxin blinked:

"Isn't there a need to get so worked up?"

"What do you know!"

Yun Zhongling was very excited:

"This is an audience with the Demon Lord! The strongest in the world! An opportunity that only comes once every few years! Our Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has just submitted; this is our chance to prove ourselves!"

As the sect leader's personal disciple, he was definitely going.

Mu Qinxin seemed to be thinking of something, her gaze darkened slightly, and she murmured softly:

"Can I not go?"

"Huh? What did you say?"

Mu Qinxin smiled:

"It's okay, congratulations!"

The other eight sects reacted in the same way.

The sect leaders personally oversaw the storeroom, bringing out all their most treasured possessions, fearing that a meager gift would be a loss of face.

After all, rumors have it that the Demon Lord has already entered the Immortal Realm!

Even just to meet them would be an incredible stroke of luck!

For a time, all the sects in the Western and Southern Regions were extremely busy.

......

Meanwhile, within the Xuantian Sect...

Xue Lie sat in his cave, his face extremely grim.

He didn't understand.

How did the cult leader know about this?

He had only agreed to the White Bone Hall's request in the name of the elders.

Moreover, his relationship with Gu Ming was something that not only Chu Yuan couldn't possibly know, but even the other members of the elder council were unaware of.

He had merely agreed to meet the Emperor once, as an elder of the Xuantian Sect.

How could Chu Yuan make such a decision?

To make all the sects that have submitted to us come on pilgrimage?

What makes the White Bone Palace so special?

How can I continue playing this game?

Xue Lie narrowed his eyes, his mind racing.

Someone is sending a message to Chu Yuan.

Moreover, this person must know about his affair with the White Bone Palace.

Not many people knew that he had connections with the White Bone Palace...

Xue Lie's gaze sharpened.

A thousand machines.

The Ghostly Path Vein is responsible for intelligence exchange, and if Qianji wants to investigate, he can indeed find some information.

Moreover, the notice for this pilgrimage was sent out by Qianji.

"I need to go and meet him."

Xue Lie stood up, transformed into a streak of blood-red light, and headed straight for the Ghostly Palace.

......

The Palace of Deceit.

Qianji was drinking tea while flipping through the pilgrimage lists sent by various sects.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and Xue Lie strode in.

"A thousand machines!"

Qianji looked up, put down his teacup, and spoke in a calm tone:

"Elder Xue Lie has arrived? Please have a seat."

Xue Lie didn't sit down; he stood in the center of the hall, staring at him with hostility.

"Qianji, as the leader of the Demonic Path Clan, how could you send out such a message without consulting the elders?"

Qianji raised an eyebrow: "What news?"

"News of a pilgrimage!"

Xue Lie's voice rose:

"You've made such a big decision—inviting all sects to make a pilgrimage—without consulting the elders?"

Qianji picked up his teacup, slowly took a sip, and then looked up:

"The message was personally sent to me by the cult leader, so I sent it directly."

Blood gushed out.

The cult leader personally passed it on?

He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger:

"Doesn't the leader's pronouncements need to be reviewed by the elders? The Xuantian Sect has existed for ten thousand years, and it has always been a system of co-governance between the leader and the elders! When did it become a one-man show by the leader?"

Qianji put down her teacup and looked up at him.

That look in his eyes was like he was looking at a fool.

Xue Lie felt uncomfortable under his gaze, coughed lightly, and softened his tone:

"Qianji, we've worked together for many years, so I'll be frank with some things."

He sighed, looking worried.

"As you know, in the past, our Xuantian Sect was governed jointly by the Sect Leader and the various elders and lineage leaders. Since the current Sect Leader came to power, he has disregarded the sect's rules and used his own will to control the hearts of thousands. I am deeply worried!"

Qianji leaned back in his chair, his expression unchanged.

"so what?"

"so......"

Xue Lie stepped forward and lowered his voice:

"We old folks need to look after each other. Some things need to be discussed; we can't let the cult leader do whatever he wants."

Qianji looked at him and suddenly smiled.

He picked up his teacup, took another sip, and then said calmly:

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Xue Lie stared at him for a few seconds, trying to glean something from his face.

But Qianji's face had the same expression from beginning to end.

Xue Lie didn't care.

Qianji has always been like this.

Rather, this attitude actually made Xue Lie more relaxed.

In any case, Qianji at least didn't refuse.

This attitude shows that he is not entirely on the side of the cult leader.

As long as they're not one of the cult leader's people, things will be easy.

"Okay, I'm relieved to hear that."

Xue Lie cupped his hands in greeting, then turned and left.

......

Only after Xue Lie's figure disappeared outside the hall did Qian Ji put down his teacup.

He looked toward the doorway, his gaze as calm as if he were looking at a dead man.

Li Tu quietly appeared from the shadows behind him.

"What's wrong with this old bastard?"

Li Tu walked over, scratching his head:

"Ever since the sect leader emerged from seclusion, he's been constantly opposing him. Before the sect leader went into seclusion, although he wasn't happy about it either, he was at least respectful. Why is he acting like a completely different person now, determined to kill the sect leader?"

Qianji withdrew his gaze, his tone indifferent:

"I have no idea."

Li Tu was taken aback: "You don't know either?"

"But I can sense that someone is targeting the cult leader."

Qianji tapped the table lightly with his fingers:

"There must be someone behind Xue Lie."

Li Tu frowned:

"Who?"

A thousand machines shook their heads:

"I don't know. But that's still too far off."

He looked at Li Tu:

"By the way, did you find the person the cult leader asked you to investigate?"

Li Tu scratched his head, somewhat dejected:

"Not yet. I've checked all the famous experts in the various sects of the demonic path, and there's no female cultivator named Yun Qingyao."

Qianji remained silent for a moment.

Yun Qingyao...

The cult leader specifically asked them to investigate this name; there must be a reason.

It doesn't exist in the demonic path...

"Continue the investigation."

Qianji raised his eyes:

"Don't just focus on the demonic path. Investigate the righteous path and the demon race as well."

Li Tu was taken aback:

"The righteous path? The demon race?"

"right."

Qianji stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance:

"The sect leader previously stated that he had his own plans for the calamities. Now he's ordering us to investigate a female cultivator who doesn't exist in the demonic path..."

He paused, his tone thoughtful:

"Perhaps, this is the person the cult leader is destined to undergo tribulation."

Li Tu was completely bewildered:

"What do you mean?"

Qianji didn't explain, he just said calmly:

"Go check it out. Once you find it, you'll know."

Li Tu scratched his head, then transformed into a streak of light and disappeared outside the hall.

Qianji stood still, his gaze cold and sinister.

The leader is the only one who can restore the former glory of the Xuantian Sect.

Anyone who tries to harm the cult leader must not live!