The fire in the cave slowly extinguished, and the faint light from outside gradually penetrated the cave, bringing a hint of brightness.

A night had passed.

During this Mid-Autumn night of reunion, Qingyu spent the entire night with an unconscious beautiful young girl and three corpses studying Martial Arts.

"Almost there."

Qingyu stood up, lifted the unconscious Ling Yanshui with his True Qi, and walked out of the cave.

"Roar—"

Inside the cave, the flames suddenly erupted, engulfing the three corpses that were only skin and bones. As always, it was to destroy the bodies and the evidence; the flames would cover all traces.

Carrying Ling Yanshui, Qingyu traversed mountains and valleys and, after over ten miles, finally stopped by a small lake.

The breeze blew across the lake, and under the drooping willows on the shore stood Yun Wuyue, ethereal in white clothes.

"The Young Palace Master of Guanghan Immortal Palace, I have brought her to you."

True Qi automatically lifted Ling Yanshui and brought her before Yun Wuyue.

"So, what about my request?" Qingyu watched as Yun Wuyue supported the now unsupported Ling Yanshui and asked.

"On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the Buddhist community will also take interest in this Taoist debating conference. It should be said that the Buddhists will also send people because everyone knows that the Blood Demon Sect will not sit by and watch the Taoist sect safely hold the debating conference in Ji Province."

Yun Wuyue paused, then continued, "Before the debating conference, that is your opportunity. At that time, there will be someone dealing with others, helping you seize what you desire."

'Before the ninth day of the ninth lunar month?' Qingyu pondered in his heart.

Just as Qingyu had previously guessed, the debating conference was bound to stir up unexpected turmoil. The resurgent Blood Demon Sect was filled with an indomitable spirit; how could they allow the Taoist sect to hold a conference in the Ji Province's Taizhen Palace? Especially since it was intended to discuss how to deal with the Demon Path.

This wasn't something only Qingyu could guess; others could too.

Consequently, as the primary opponents of the Blood Demon Sect, the Buddhist community would definitely react. It was said that recently the "Blood Demon Heart Transformation Method" had once again surfaced; the monks at Ji Province's Guantang Temple had all been bewitched by the "Blood Demon Heart Transformation Method," significantly altering their dispositions.

This martial art was not a brainwashing technique, but it was even more effective than one.

The "Blood Demon Heart Transformation Method" did not turn someone into a completely loyal puppet but fostered the individual's dark side through the penetration of blood energy into the brain.

Those influenced by the "Blood Demon Heart Transformation Method" were not affected in their memories, and their martial arts skills could even advance further; however, their personalities tended to become deranged, with a bloodlust ruling their being.

Simply put, it forcibly made them cultivate the Blood Path Martial Arts, turning all their True Qi into Blood Path True Qi. Because it required an excessive amount of blood energy and True Qi, the "Blood Demon Heart Transformation Method" was not casually used. But once employed, it almost certainly meant the creation of another Blood Path master.

Moreover, past experiences had shown that Buddhist practitioners were more susceptible to the "Blood Demon Heart Transformation Method" than Taoist practitioners, so the experts of the Blood Demon Sect typically targeted Buddhists with the "Blood Demon Heart Transformation Method."

Now that it was discovered that the Blood Demon Sect was reviving, the Buddhist community was indeed the most anxious party.

"Let's set it for the seventh day of the ninth month then," Qingyu said.

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"I understand. You may leave now."

Feng Jiwu dismissed the little eunuch who had come to report and then rubbed his forehead wearily.

"Your Majesty," Cold Eunuch said from the side, "the people from the Demon Path have become more unrestrained lately. Is it necessary to send someone to warn them?"

Although there was an understanding with the Four Demonic Sects, what the Demonic People lacked least was those who did not follow the rules.

Recently, after tasting some sweet benefits, some individuals just could no longer control their desires and crazily tested the limits.

"It's not necessary to be so formal, doing so will expose our relationship with the Demon Path. Except for the Yin Demon Sect, the other three sects think we are merely observers, without violating any dealings with the Demon Path.

They are not aware of the cooperative relationship. Moreover, currently, the only ones who don't follow the rules are from Purgatory Peak alone," Feng Jiwu shook his head.

Essentially, the Demon Sword Dao consists of sword madmen who challenge the limits. What interests them are formidable opponents, and they are not likely to violate the court's laws. In fact, the Demon Sword Dao prefers causing trouble in Daqian where masters are abundant.

Doomed Hall and the Yin Demon Sect deal with humanity's two oldest trades—assassins and prostitutes, which are dark, but they also have their own order.

Only Purgatory Peak, this group of barbarians who train their bodies, adheres to the law of the jungle. The tolerance of the Northern Zhou Court had made these muscular barbarians inch over the line a bit.

"The silent agreement with the Demon Path still needs to be maintained," Feng Jiwu spoke indifferently, "to teach Purgatory Peak a lesson, we don't need to act; just leave it to the Buddhist sect."

In the past, when the Buddhist sect acted too excessively, we would knock on them and suppress them. Now, because the situation is chaotic over at Daqian, the Buddhist power is mainly concentrated there, and there is somewhat an insufficiency of power on the Northern Zhou side.

If that is the case, then we should give the Buddhist sect a hand and help them deal with the Demon Path. At the same time, we can also take this opportunity to wear down the power of the Demon Path.

Restraining overly strong forces and maintaining balance is the basic strategy of an emperor. Whether it's suppressing the Buddhist sect in the past or the Demon Path now, for Feng Jiwu, there's actually no big difference.

"From now on, as for Purgatory Peak, do not facilitate them, but for the other three sects, grant them greater conveniences," Feng Jiwu continued.

Drawing in one group and hitting another does no damage to the relationship between Northern Zhou and the Demon Path and also teaches Purgatory Peak a lesson.

"His Majesty's imperial strategies are becoming increasingly proficient," Cold Eunuch nodded to himself with some relief.

When His Majesty first ascended the throne, although he was very cunning, some of his methods were still immature. However, he is extraordinarily talented in this aspect. In less than a year, he has mastered these necessary strategies and methods.

Although he is still not as good as the late emperor in some aspects, in the future, he might be able to match or even surpass him.

If only...

he didn't trust that Demon Path so much.

Thinking of that white-haired Daoist, Cold Eunuch also slightly frowned.

Daoist Qingyu, this Daoist whom the people of Northern Zhou called a "Demon Path," His Majesty trusts him too much. No, not too much—far more than the limit that he should.

Cold Eunuch had served four generations of emperors of Northern Zhou, and because his life span was nearly three hundred, his understanding of the strategies and methods appropriate for an emperor was actually far greater than most.

In Cold Eunuch's eyes, His Majesty's trust and respect for the Director of the Imperial Observatory were somewhat abnormal. If Daoist Qingyu ever broke through to the Divinity Realm, His Majesty might even directly appoint him as the State Preceptor.

"Your Majesty, do you know what Daoist Qingyu has been doing lately? It's been a long time since I last saw him entering the palace," Cold Eunuch asked with a smile.

"He..." Feng Jiwu paused and then said, "Don't worry about him."

"Yes," Cold Eunuch buried his doubts even deeper.

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