This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered

Mi Sui's betrayal was abrupt, his strike decisive, the result gratifying, and his departure peaceful—assuming one disregards the unresolved stare of death.

Though they were both of the Seventh Realm, Uncle Ju was not a cultivator on the same level as him. However, the person Mi Sui hated most was not Uncle Ju, who practically flattened his head, but rather it was Wei Ruo he cast a gaze of confusion and resentment upon in his final second of life.

"Weren't we teammates? Why did you betray me!?"

Sensing Mi Sui's last glare, Wei Ruo shrugged her shoulders. She wasn't an Abyss Cultivator, so why should he stare at her?

Uncle Ju retracted the World Origin that had burst forth, cleaning off the blood from his claws and shaking his somewhat numb hands due to the backlash, wiping away the nonexistent sweat from his forehead with a slight panting.

"This bald head is really hard meow..."

Even though he was beaten under Uncle Ju's control, Body Cultivation was still Body Cultivation; these beings were tough to kill even if allowed to be beaten without resistance. It took a lot of effort for Uncle Ju to extinguish this guy's last bit of vitality.

The vitality of those practicing Body Cultivation is indeed exorbitantly robust, and at the Seventh Realm, the difficulty of killing a cultivator who grasped the Power of Laws increases even more.

Had Uncle Ju not possessed special methods, he would have had a hard time killing this guy swiftly.

Planted firmly on the ground, Mi Sui's vitality was almost unending, and his rigorously tempered physique had both astonishing defensive and healing capabilities—heightened further by the bolstering of Abyss Demon Qi.

If Uncle Ju simply ceased his attack for a few breaths, the wounds on this man could recover substantially, and he could withstand the beating for quite a long time.

If his teammate were not a traitor, the success rate of Mi Sui's plan to stall Uncle Ju could have been over ninety percent.

It's a pity that he ultimately misplaced his trust...

Having dealt with a minor target, Uncle Ju casually glanced at the other two passed-out bald heads nearby. Yue Bai had briefly tended to their wounds and administered precious Spirit Pills to them.

When it comes to knowing one's own people, Mi Sui knows the weaknesses of his two sect brothers, with whom he had maintained a brotherhood for hundreds of years, inside out.

It's just that both Mi Sheng and Mi Le were already in a weakened state with scarce vitality, so the fact that they hadn't immediately kicked the bucket when Mi Sui sneak-attacked their weak spots showed they hadn't slacked in their physical cultivation.

Upon learning that their closely-knit junior brother had become an Abyss Cultivator, both were gravely wounded inside and out and eventually passed out from the strain.

"It's better that they passed out, saves trouble; otherwise, who knows what their reaction would be seeing me kill their junior brother meow."

Uncle Ju was pleased with this, as the Human Race is too sentimental, and human nature too complex. In his scarce memories of the Heavenly Dao, he couldn't be more clear about the various human behaviors.

Even knowing that Mi Sui had irreversibly become an Abyss Cultivator solely loyal to the Abyss, who could guarantee Mi Sheng and Mi Le wouldn't turn on him after seeing their junior brother killed by him?

Such affairs were too common—so common that Uncle Ju wouldn't be surprised if they did happen.

Yue Bai winked at Uncle Ju, having anticipated this scenario, which is why she secretly tinkered with both Mi Sheng and Mi Le's Divine Souls, preventing them from waking too easily.

Cen Zian, who was in the midst of healing, witnessed everything that occurred around Uncle Ju. After noticing the slight mocking smile at the corner of Wei Ruo's mouth, he realized she was not with them and was clearly planning to trap them.

"Wei Ruo!"

Cen Zian's eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth gnashed noisily. That woman actually dared to betray them!

He had thought she was the proud disciple of some other Abyss Envoy. Now it seemed most likely she was from the Mystical Mechanism Continent. But the thought that the cultivators of Mystical Mechanism Continent now had the means to perfectly imitate Abyss Demon Qi sent a chill down Cen Zian's spine.

The presence of Abyss Demon Qi is precisely why Abyss Cultivators must forcefully invade rather than stealthily sneak into the Mystical Mechanism Continent—as conspicuous as a lit lamp in the darkness, impossible to hide.

Hence, initially, the Abyss paid a great price to create the Demon Spirit Sect, whose cultivation techniques allowed complete loyalty to the Abyss without any trace of Abyss Demon Qi.

What Cen Zian didn't know, having learned this from his master, was that the former Demon Spirit Sect had long since vanished, replaced by the Cultivation Technique of the Devouring Spirit Sect, which had been thoroughly revised by the prodigy Tian Anyu.

The fundamental tenet of loyalty to the Abyss within the technique was erased by him, but because it originated from the same source, to Abyss Cultivators, the Devouring Spirit Sect's technique seemed unmistakably as one of their own.

After all, it was a technique created by the Abyss itself, and claiming it as a legitimate Abyss Cultivator technique wasn't an overstatement.

However, Cen Zian was oblivious to the inside story, still believing that the forces of Mystical Mechanism had developed a similar technique.

The Abyss Demon Qi prevented Abyss Cultivators from infiltrating the Mystical Mechanism Continent, and correspondingly, Mystical Mechanism cultivators couldn't sneak into the Abyss. Yet, with such a technique, there could very well be Mystical Mechanism cultivators lurking in the Abyss.

The thought alone made Cen Zian's skin crawl, especially since Mi Sui's fate had shown a glimpse of what misplaced trust could lead to.

Although he had recovered from most of his injuries, Cen Zian couldn't continue to heal; he hurried towards the Ghost Face Lord, who was gradually gaining the upper hand over Su Youyi.