The path to immortality through martial arts begins with being forced into marriage!

Xiao Yuli sat down comfortably on a large chair covered with snow fox fur: "Use all our resources outside the palace, as well as the channels of Dark Butterfly, to thoroughly investigate this Blood Robe Sect."

"This sect is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface."

"Last time they were incredibly audacious, daring to secretly test me."

"This blatant poaching must have been meticulously planned. I need to know the Blood-Clad Sect's recent movements!"

"Of course, while we're at it, let's also investigate that Cui Yi!"

"Although we don't know his connection to the Cui family of the capital, a cultivator with such a strong sense of righteousness is the most likely to join us on the same path!"

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Beijing.

The Cui clan ancestral hall, in a side hall.

An elderly man, around sixty years old, sat upright in the main seat, looking at the silent younger generation, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone... knows?"

"Clan leader, this person is definitely not from our Cui family!"

"If you truly are a descendant of the Cui family who has achieved great success in cultivation while living abroad, why don't you acknowledge your ancestors and return to your clan?"

"On the contrary, they committed the heinous crime of murdering the royal envoy! Isn't this going to drag my entire Cui clan into an abyss of no return?!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, and their expressions grew even more grim.

The Cui family considers themselves to be upright and values ​​their reputation and political stance above all else. Now that a major incident has occurred in which someone surnamed Cui has killed a royal retainer, they are naturally uneasy and afraid of getting involved in some kind of karma.

The old man slammed his teacup down on the table with a thud: "What's the rush? There are plenty of people in the world with the same name."

"If they are truly of the Cui family bloodline, then those who should be severed should be severed; if they are not of the Cui family bloodline, then so be it."

In the corner, Cui Yue leaned against a pillar and chuckled softly as he listened to the discussions in the ancestral hall.

They probably had almost forgotten about this kid from the branch, but when he thought about what Cui Yi had said before, that he would come to the clan at the end of the year to sweep away the younger generation, he felt excited.

The stagnant Cui clan is finally about to make a move!

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The Abyss of Weeping Blood.

Led by the Red Demon, the group soon witnessed the lineup of the Blood-Clad Sect.

The mountains here embrace a relatively open valley.

The Blood-Clad Sect is located at the bottom of the valley.

Cui Yi only needed one glance to understand why the Blood Robe Sect had been able to stand firm in the Blood Abyss for so many years!

This naturally formed terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The surrounding spiritual energy is constantly flowing back and gathering at the valley entrance under the influence of the formation, making cultivation twice as effective with half the effort.

Aside from the natural terrain, the buildings are built against the mountain, showing no trace of a demonic sect; instead, they resemble a normal cultivation sect.

If it weren't for Chi Gui leading the way, Cui Yi would have even doubted that he had come to the wrong place.

Xu Yunyan and Tang'er were, after all, mortals without cultivation, and upon seeing this scene, they exclaimed that it was a fairyland.

Tang'er, being young, couldn't hide her excitement. Her eyes widened, "Young Master! This place is so beautiful! It's like a fairyland in a painting!"

"Look at that building! It's so tall! Is it where immortals live?"

The chattering little radish head is an eye-catching presence wherever it goes, even in this place considered a demonic sect, immediately attracting the attention of many Blood Robe Sect disciples.

Whether they were on duty or just happened to meet them, everyone looked on with curiosity when their eyes fell on Cui Yi and his group.

What surprised Cui Yi the most was that these people actually greeted the Red Demon!

"Elder!"

"Greetings, Elder!"

Red Demon nodded in acknowledgment, leaving Cui Yi completely bewildered.

For some reason, he suddenly had the illusion that he wasn't in a world of cultivation, but in a company!

Chi Gui noticed the shock in Cui Yi's eyes and smiled, stroking his beard as he asked, "Don't you think it's quite different from the rumors?"

Cui Yi nodded without hesitation.

In his mind, shouldn't evil cultivators be the kind of vicious competition where they stab each other in the back at any time, sacrificing their fellow cultivators to save themselves?

He's got that otherworldly air about him, that impeccable manners—it turns out he's the one who looks most like a heretical cultivator...

"The land of cultivation naturally possesses its own unique phenomena."

"The spiritual energy is abundant, nourishing plants and other living things, thus making it different from the mortal world."

At this point, Red Demon paused, his smile widening: "You've come at just the right time, kid. Tomorrow is the inaugural trial for the new disciples."

"You should rest well today, and you'll show your face tomorrow."

"I?"

Cui Yi pointed to himself. Does this demonic sect really have such a high level of recognition for its disciples?

They sent me to participate in trials right after I joined the sect?

For places like the Demon Suppression Bureau, a large round of preliminary screening is required before one can even be considered for a formal assessment.

"Oh……"

Red Demon scoffed, "It's obvious he's been deeply corrupted by the corrupt officials of the Great Yan Dynasty. What kind of rules are there in this world?"

"What kind of ridiculous rules are there in this world? The path of cultivation is inherently a struggle against fate, constantly changing!"

"By the time you figure out all the rules, it'll be too late! And the opportunity will have already passed!"

"Our Blood-Clad Sect believes in teaching without discrimination; as long as someone is willing to join, we welcome them all."

"The sect gives you opportunities and provides you with a foundation, but you have to walk your own path!"

"You have to earn your own destiny!"

"The purpose of our Blood-Clad Sect's inaugural trial is different from that of those hypocritical sects!"

"We're not here to divide you into different classes, label you, and then allocate resources according to that bullshit rule."

"That system will only raise a flock of obedient sheep!"

"The trials and assessments of the Blood-Clad Sect are for individualized instruction and for weeding out the weak. Only under real pressure, even in life-or-death battles, can a person's true potential and character be revealed!"

"Each disciple is assigned a peak when they first enter the sect. All subsequent promotions and advancements are decided by the peak master of each peak."

"Just like me, I am the Grand Elder of the Blood Robe Sect, a position of great prestige."

"But I won't interfere in the daily affairs of each peak; that's the responsibility of the peak masters!"

"The Thirteen Peaks of the Blood Robe Sect are relatively independent, each with its own unique style of inheritance. The peak master is responsible for his or her disciples, and the disciples are loyal to their respective peak masters."

After hearing this, Cui Yi felt completely bewildered.

He was like someone who had been a slave for a long time and suddenly entered a legitimate company.

This is no demonic sect at all!

The truly damned demonic sects have clearly disguised themselves as the Great Rock Dynasty!

"So...am I going to take the exam tomorrow too?"

"No, no, no!"

Red Demon waved his hands repeatedly: "You are now my personal disciple, with a higher status than the inner disciples. It would be beneath you to take the exam with them."

"Besides, with your abilities, you don't even need an assessment."