Avoiding Misfortune: I Make a Killing in the Daoist Sect

[Great Love Immortal Venerable-style + Profit Above All + Decisive and Ruthless]

On the eve of the outer sect competition, the Deacon Elder kindly bestows a Foundation Establishment Pill. Every disciple is filled with gratitude, but in his lowered eyes, he clearly sees thick, ink-black death energy seeping from the pill.

In this sect called the Taiqing Sect, which is really a slaughterhouse for demons, cultivating immortality has never been a friendly dinner. It is a matter of devouring one another.

When his senior fellow disciple enthusiastically invites him along, he smears Demon Lure Incense on the man’s clothes, then sticks on a Concealment Talisman and slips into the shadows. Hearing the distant screams and the Man-Faced Demon Spider’s chewing, he calmly steps out and detonates the remaining node of spiritual energy with a single finger, erasing every trace of the scene.

“Better you than me. This opportunity is mine.”

When the bloody curtain rises on the sixty-year demon purge and the lofty Dao Ancestors prepare to harvest this crop of “leeks,” they discover that the odd-job disciple who had been scavenging around the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda has already trodden over the corpses of countless prodigies and great demons, and reached the throat of Heaven’s Dao.