Master’s Plan to Revitalize the Demon Sect with Beautiful Girls

Chapter 32: Blood Plague

“Ahem…” Lin Qingxue cleared her throat and silently put away her sword.

But she couldn’t help but take another look at He Youzhou.

“Although you are also in the Foundation Establishment stage, aren’t you the sect leader?” she said, “This is a competition for rookies in the cultivation world, it’s not suitable for you.”

“Suitable, very suitable.” He Youzhou shook his head and retorted, “And it’s not the cultivation world, it’s the practice world.”

Lin Qingxue decided not to argue with He Youzhou over such trivial details, “Since you plan to participate, I advise you not to cause trouble.”

After saying that, she deliberately placed her sword in front of He Youzhou, “If you cause trouble, I will not let you go.”

“Ah, I don’t intend to cause trouble either.” He Youzhou rolled up his sleeves and secretly hid the few books he had just swindled from that charlatan.

“Causing trouble in White City does me no good.” He shrugged, “Instead of watching me, you should keep an eye on the other demonic sects.”

The other demonic sects acted strangely and cruelly, causing trouble in White City was normal for them.

Moreover, many people from other demonic sects also participated in this rookie competition. To win, they might poison their opponents before the competition.

He Youzhou knew that many people in some demonic sects would do such things.

“Hmph, you’re no good either!” Lin Qingxue naturally knew that there were many other demonic sect members in White City.

This rookie competition did not restrict the background of the participants, both rogue cultivators and demonic cultivators could participate.

“By the way, are you interested in joining our Tianyan Sect?” He Youzhou suddenly said.

“Are you still talking nonsense?” Lin Qingxue said angrily, “If you want to be my master, improve your cultivation first.”

Of course, even if He Youzhou’s cultivation was really stronger than hers, she would never join Tianyan Sect.

Speaking of which, could the strength of a sect leader really be so weak? How was the sect leader of Tianyan Sect chosen?

After testing by her master and senior brother, they found that He Youzhou was indeed only in the Foundation Establishment stage.

Last time, He Youzhou was not teasing her, but telling the truth.

“I can guarantee to make you very strong,” He Youzhou thought for a moment and said, “Have you seen Zhishi? I taught her.”

“That’s just because she has good talent,” Lin Qingxue looked at He Youzhou disdainfully.

No matter how much He Youzhou tried to persuade her, she would never join Tianyan Sect.

She was someone who aspired to uphold justice, how could she betray the righteous path and join a demonic sect?

“Oh, look at the wall, it seems there’s a notice posted,” He Youzhou changed the topic when he saw Lin Qingxue was not interested.

“Notice?” His words successfully caught Lin Qingxue’s attention, “When was it posted?”

Lin Qingxue often came to Baicheng to help the government capture wanted criminals. If there was any notice in Baicheng, she would know about it immediately.

“Could it be today?” She frowned and looked at the content of the notice.

“A blood plague has appeared in the villages near Baicheng?” She murmured.

In just one day, several villages had reported cases of the so-called blood plague.

It all happened without any warning, catching the government of Baicheng off guard.

This disease not only affected people but also livestock.

The key point was that even cultivators could contract the blood plague.

If the condition was severe, the patient’s body would show symptoms of necrosis, and the blood they coughed up would mostly contain pus.

Even the best doctors in Baicheng couldn’t find the source of the blood plague.

“In just one day, it has reached the point of issuing a notice?” Lin Qingxue said, looking at He Youzhou.

“Is it the work of your demoness?” She asked coldly.

He Youzhou tilted his head, “Rest assured, this has nothing to do with my precious disciple.”

“She no longer drinks human blood, she eats duck blood every day now,” he said.

As for the root cause, He Youzhou could only say that finding it wouldn’t help.

The reason for this blood plague was that many cultivators in Baicheng had used blood pills.

But what could be done even if they knew? There was no way to change the situation.

Moreover, the malice of the heavens had already appeared, and there was no possibility of it calming down after a while.

“Do you think the rookie competition will be canceled because of this?” He Youzhou asked a question he was particularly concerned about.

If the competition was canceled, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

“Alright, I don’t want to talk to you anymore,” Lin Qingxue turned and left, leaving only one sentence before she went, “It probably won’t be canceled.”

He Youzhou watched Lin Qingxue’s back, feeling very regretful.

Such a lovely girl, it would be a great fortune if she could join Tianyan Sect.

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However, it seemed that Baicheng would not be peaceful for a while.

“Immortal, oh immortal, what is a god, what is an immortal,” He Youzhou sang a few lines and leisurely walked in a certain direction.

On a certain mountain outside White City, a large forest showed obvious signs of withering.

At the center of the area, there was something like a mummy, fused with the withered trees.

Insects were flying around, making a buzzing sound.

After a while, as if sensing the arrival of a guest, the thing moved.

“I see, I didn’t expect such an evil thing to appear.” A cultivator carrying a large ruler said, his eyes cold.

Just standing in front of this evil thing, the cultivator felt fear.

This was absolute evil, and it was filled with malice towards everything around it.

If he were alone, he probably wouldn’t have much chance of winning.

But he wasn’t here to take the risk alone; he had two fellow cultivators at the same stage as him.

“Not only here, but similar evil things have appeared in several other places.” His companion raised his eyelids and said weakly.

The medical experts in White City couldn’t find the root cause, but some cultivators discovered these anomalies in different areas.

Although it didn’t seem directly related to the blood plague, their intuition told them this was the culprit.

“To be safe, let’s form a formation.” The cultivator carrying the large ruler suggested.

“That’s exactly what I was thinking.” His other companion nodded in agreement.

However, as they were preparing to form the formation, the evil thing had an unusual reaction.

It started to swell continuously, growing more than ten times its original size in an instant.

Due to the forced swelling, the layers of membranes on its surface were pulled apart, revealing its interior through the thin membranes.

Inside the membranes, there were compressed corpses of cultivators, each the size of a fist.