Chapter 22: The Position of Senior Disciple Is Mine

For an entire day, Fang Wang secluded himself in his guest room, cultivating, while Zhou Xing Shi did the same in his own quarters. Neither disturbed the other, yet both nursed secret thoughts. Fang Wang was curious about what Zhou Xue was doing—why she would gouge out the eyes of disciples from Green Cicada Valley. Zhou Xing Shi, meanwhile, was torn, wrestling with his conscience: if Fang Wang and Zhou Xue were both cultivators of the demonic path, Taiyuan Sect’s nurturing of Fang Wang would be tantamount to digging its own grave. Yet Fang Wang treated him well, even imparting to him the Body Protection Divine Armor and the Great Heaven Thunder Technique, which tormented him with conflicting emotions.

In the days that followed, the atmosphere in the town grew increasingly uneasy. Nighttime battles became more frequent, and the number of corpses found during the day continued to rise. Fang Wang overheard cultivators in the street below discussing the deaths; almost all the victims had their eyes removed.

Could Zhou Xue be behind all this?

Why would she do such a thing? Was she not afraid of provoking powerful cultivators from Green Cicada Valley?

Fang Wang trusted that Zhou Xue would not set him up. He could only suppress his confusion and continue his cultivation.

Five days passed swiftly.

On this particular day, before dawn, Zhou Xue sought him out, instructing Fang Wang and Zhou Xing Shi to follow her. The three left the town quickly, entering the forested mountains.

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