Gentlemen, it's time to enter the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

Chapter 300 One of the Eighteen Chairs
What will happen to them if the Demon Lord Wujiu lives?
What can a group of Void Returning Realm cultivators do in front of the Dao Integration Realm Demon Lord Wujiu?
Moreover, this wasn't just any ordinary Dao Integration Realm cultivator; it was a Demon Lord whom even Zhang Qi couldn't completely annihilate back then, who had lived from a thousand years ago to the present. If he were truly resurrected, he naturally wouldn't have any more Eighteen Venerable Lords; at most, he would just have eighteen henchmen under the command of the Demon Lord Wujiu.

Therefore, when the Soulfire Little Man went to the Incense Burning Sect to cause trouble, the only ones who could be considered to have helped were Youluozi and Azure Dragon Lord, and they only used a little effort, not their full strength.

This is because they are unsure whether the Demon Lord Wujiu will actually be resurrected, so they do something casually so that if something unexpected happens in the future, they can extricate themselves from the situation.

As for Lord Feilian, he was completely uninvolved.

Now that Demon Lord Wujiu is dead, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone hoped to defeat the righteous path more easily, but no one liked having an eternally immortal Demon Lord on their head who could never be killed.

Therefore, Chen Ye's response to the Soulfire Man's questioning was a reflection of everyone's thoughts.

Chen Ye didn't give the little soulfire figure a chance to speak again, and directly said to everyone: "In the end, you, the Soul Venerable, just wanted to possess your master and take that eternal and indestructible body for yourself. Although my Yellow Springs Sect ruined your plan, I also saved your life."

"You can't be unaware, can you? Even the resurrected Demon Lord Wujiu was ultimately slain by Zhang Qi with a single sword strike, his body already rotting. And you, this so-called disciple, not only plotted against your master and ancestors, but even had my Yellow Springs Sect handle the task of collecting his corpse. You still have the nerve to ask me why I ruined your plans? How are you going to repay this life-saving grace?"

The little soulfire figure's face grew even more gloomy, and the soulfire on its body changed color.

"Sharp-tongued, but unfortunately the rules here don't apply. I'll hold a grudge against you, so you owe me one." The Soulfire figure looked up at the blurry shadow: "This debt will be settled with Youluozi."

Chen Ye did not continue to refute, but waited to see how Youluozi would respond.

Youluozi's approach was even simpler. He merely chuckled a few times and said, "Even if it's attributed to me, the Yellow Springs Sect's affairs are my affairs. But as for how to compensate, please let Soul Venerable speak."

Neither Chen Ye nor the Soulfire Thing expected that Youluozi would agree so readily. Chen Ye was surprised that Youluozi would actually take on this grudge for him, while the Soulfire Thing was surprised that Chen Ye was so important in Youluozi's eyes.

The little soulfire figure tentatively said, "Then... how many spies have you planted around me? If you tell me all of them, this matter will be over. But you must swear an oath in the name of immortality and not speak recklessly."

It's common for demonic cultivators to lie, especially Youluozi, who relies on his words to deceive people; lying is practically instinctive for him.

The only thing that could make the demonic cultivators even slightly wary was swearing an oath in the name of immortality.

All cultivators seek is carefree immortality. Although this oath has no real binding force, it seems that all demonic cultivators who break the oath do not have a good ending.

At least none of the demonic sect elders who ascended to immortality violated the oath of immortality; of course, most of them would never make such an oath.

Whether it's survivor bias or some kind of predetermined fate, it's been unclear for a long time.

However, the higher one's cultivation level, the more one can sense the principles of heaven and earth. Oaths still have some use; at least they can leave a knot in one's heart, which may become a mental demon at crucial moments.

Therefore, it was the Soulfire Little One who made Youluozi swear an oath of immortality, which may have changed Youluozi's words from being 90% false to 80% true.

Originally, it was thought that Youluozi would hesitate for a moment, but she swore without thinking, "I swear in the name of immortality that I will tell you all the people under your command who are controlled by me, without missing a single one, and without falsehood. If I break this oath, may I die and be destroyed, never to be reincarnated."

Her straightforward manner made the Soulfire Little Man suspect that she might have been prepared all along, and that this might be another trap.

But the Soulfire Sprite had no evidence, so he could only tentatively ask, "How many of my Twelve Month Messengers are your men?"

Youluozi chuckled softly, then said, "The first month and the end of the year."

"Only two?"

The Soulfire Little Man was a little skeptical, but these two happened to be the ones who had followed him the longest. He hadn't expected that he would still have misjudged them.

However, Youluozi shook his head and said, "Only these two are not; the rest are."

With a loud bang, the Soulfire figure exploded, its color changing in anger at Youluozi's words.

Of his twelve subordinates, only two are not Youluozi's puppets?!

The other demons on the seats also had their expressions change drastically. If Soul Master was surrounded by Youluozi's people, how many of Youluozi's puppets did they have under their command?
The fiery little man roared, "Don't take this opportunity to kill someone else!"

Youluozi said, "If the Soul Lord does not believe it, just recite the phrase 'Mao Yin Chou Zi' to them, and they will naturally understand."

The little soulfire figure snorted coldly and fell silent, clearly preparing to return and conduct further testing. Regardless of the outcome, he was no longer inclined to pursue his grudge against Chen Ye. Chen Ye hadn't expected to eliminate another opponent so easily.

Did Youluozi really sacrifice his spy planted among others for his own sake? The price seems too high. Even if he can kill the Azure Dragon Lord, can the gains truly make up for it?

However, this was a problem that Youluozi needed to consider; Chen Ye only turned his attention to the remaining two.

Now only Qingjiao and Feilian remain silent. If these two nod, the problem should be solved.

But Qingjiao and Chen Ye have a deep-seated hatred for each other, making him probably the most difficult to deal with.

As expected, once the Soulfire figure shut its mouth, the Azure Dragon, seeing that the situation was not right, took the initiative to speak to Chen Ye and said, "I underestimated you before, and really thought you were Youluozi's puppet."

"But ever since I suffered a loss at your hands, I have used all the available undercover agents. In just a few days, almost all of my informants have died, but it wasn't a complete loss."

"Chen Ye, I now know who you really are. Your Yellow Springs Sect is no different from the Qinghe Sword Sect. Even though we have different stances, I admire what you have done."

Chen Ye did not answer, but calmly looked at the Azure Dragon Lord, as if anything he said would be nonsense.

Ultimately, it's just a matter of suspecting that Chen Ye is still on the righteous side. Chen Ye never thought he could dispel the suspicions of a large group of demons. This meeting was just an excuse for the other lords to sit back and watch the tigers fight. As long as they don't interfere, Youluozi and Chen Ye will join forces to kill Qingjiao.

Therefore, we don't need to care what Qingjiao says; the only thing we really need to consider is Lord Feilian.

The scales between the brows of the Azure Dragon Lord were almost crushed. He was telling the truth. He had indeed sent out all the few remaining spies and informants to gather intelligence on Chen Ye.

Then we come to the conclusion that Chen Ye could not possibly cooperate with the Demonic Sect. This man's actions are even more righteous than those of the current righteous sects; he's practically evil in his righteousness. The Yellow Spring Sect is almost developing into the sixth major sect; how could they possibly choose to side with the Demonic Sect at this time? That makes absolutely no sense.

According to the Azure Dragon Lord, they should capture over a thousand people and force Chen Ye to kill them and refine them into blood pills, only then could it be considered a pledge of allegiance.

However, no one paid any attention to his early suggestions. Moreover, the remaining people were all trying to find out where he was.

Qingjiao understood that these fellow cultivators didn't think Chen Ye was without fault; rather, they found him a more tempting target. Perhaps they were planning to let Chen Ye lead the charge while they waited in the wings.

As for whether Chen Ye is a spy for the righteous path, since he's not lying next to me, I can find a way to kill him later. Even if he's not a spy, killing him will still be like cutting off one of Youluozi's arms.

Therefore, the so-called test was more like a formality. As long as Chen Ye managed to fool them, they would act as if nothing had happened.

"Hmph, don't blame me for not warning you when you die at Chen Ye's hands."

The Azure Dragon Lord knew that further words were pointless; here, only might makes right, and all other so-called positions of right and wrong were just nonsense.

The Demonic Sect couldn't cooperate a thousand years ago, and it's the same now.

The Azure Dragon Lord's avatar dissipated like mist and vanished without a trace.

Now, only Lord Feilian remains.

As long as this person agrees, Youluozi can join forces with Chen Ye to hunt down Qingjiao.

Chen Ye couldn't help but look at this lord. From the beginning, he had hidden his face in the shadow of the deer antler helmet, making it difficult to see his expression.

Now, everyone looked at Lord Feilian, who slowly spoke: "Qingjiao is right, that little bit of pledge of allegiance is not enough. Sect Master Chen, if you really want to become one of us, you might as well do it more thoroughly."

Chen Ye frowned and said, "Does Your Excellency intend to use the same method, capturing a few mortals for me to kill?"

Lord Feilian shook his head and said, "What's the big deal about killing mortals? Didn't Demon Lord Wujiu kill a lot of people back then? In the end, those who were meant to betray still betrayed. I don't want to make such a useless test. I believe that only common interests can form the most stable alliance."

Chen Ye pressed further, "Please explain more clearly, how exactly do you intend to prove our shared interests?"

Lord Feilian said in a deep voice, "I want you to sit beside us and become one of the eighteen lords. Which of these eighteen chairs do you wish to sit in?"

(End of this chapter)