I run a casino in the immortal realm.

"Minister Zheng, please take a seat!"

While rubbing his hands together, Tu Gang vigorously wiped the fur of the Shadow Wolf on the main seat with his wide sleeves, afraid that even a speck of dust would soil Zheng Yifei's robes.

The three patrolmen who had been kicked to the ground were now ashen-faced and trembling uncontrollably.

They never imagined that this Qingyun Sect spy, whom they had dragged in like a dead dog, was actually a big shot whom even their own Golden Core elder treated like an ancestor.

Zheng Yifei didn't stand on ceremony and walked to the main seat to sit down, taking another look around the stone house that was full of ruggedness and bloodshed.

"Go! Quickly tell the kitchen to dig out the heart of that third-tier armored earth dragon we hunted a few days ago and make a pot of highly nourishing spirit blood soup for Minister Zheng! Also, bring out the blood ginseng wine that I've been treasuring for ten years!"

Tu Gang turned and roared at his subordinates, but when he turned to look at Zheng Yifei, his face instantly switched to a fawning smile: "Minister Zheng, it's an honor to have you here. The Blood Fiend Camp is simple and has nothing to offer you. Please have a couple of drinks to warm yourself up."

"No need."

Zheng Yifei raised his hand to interrupt Tu Gang's obsequiousness, his expression turning serious, his tone carrying an unquestionable authority: "Deacon Tu, I risked a great deal to cross the Blood Soul River this time. The Xuan Tian Sect's supervisory team is watching us like mad dogs. I don't have time to drink and eat meat here. Let's get straight to business."

Upon hearing this, Tu Gang immediately stopped joking, waved his hand to signal his three subordinates to get out, and then personally set up a soundproof magic array around the stone house.

"Minister Zheng, I have received Vice Sect Master Ye's secret order."

Tu Gang lowered his voice, his eyes gleaming with shrewd greed: "The vice sect leader said that you specifically gave up 10% of the net profit in the Heavenly Demon Sect's super gambling den to our Blood Fiend Camp as 'performance fees'?"

Is this... really true?

"When I, Zheng Yifei, do business, I always keep my word. You should have heard about the money-making ability of the Qingyun Sect's Mirage. The Super Casino will only make more money than that, with a base salary of ten million low-grade spirit stones per month, and no less."

Zheng Yifei tapped his fingers lightly on the table, throwing out the bait: "On the condition that you perform this act perfectly for me, without making the slightest mistake."

"Minister Zheng, rest assured! We demonic cultivators adhere to the principle of 'taking money to solve problems'!"

Tu Gang was so excited that his face was trembling. Ten million low-grade spirit stones! With this huge sum of money, the Blood Fiend Camp's equipment and pills could increase several times over, and he, as the steward, could also reap unimaginable benefits.

"Two days later, I will force the Qingyun Sect's troops to cross the river and launch a probing attack."

Zheng Yifei said in a deep voice, "When the time comes, your Blood Fiend Camp will launch a full-scale attack. Remember, make a big show of it, make the spells and light effects as dazzling as possible, and throw all kinds of explosive talismans and demonic flame spells into the sky!"

However, for the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, surround them but do not kill them; absolutely no killing is allowed! Do you understand?

"Got it! Absolutely got it! It's just firing blanks, we're experts at that!"

Tu Gang nodded repeatedly, then frowned slightly and raised a very practical question: "However, Minister Zheng, the supervisory teams of Xuantian Sect are not to be underestimated. All talk and no action, not a single corpse. They will definitely be suspicious."

On this battlefield, there has to be some bloodshed, right?

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yifei smiled slightly: "This is exactly what I wanted to discuss with you next. I plan to hunt some ape-like demonic beasts to use as corpses..."

"Oh dear, Minister Zheng, that's too much trouble! The bones and meridians of demonic beasts are different from those of humans. What if the people from the Xuantian Sect insist on performing an autopsy? Wouldn't that expose our deception?"

Tu Gang slapped his thigh, a glint of cunning and cruelty flashing in his eyes: "Leave this to me! I happen to have a batch of ready-made 'good stuff' here!"

"Oh? What good stuff?" Zheng Yifei became interested.

"This hellhole, Blood Soul Valley, is a place where people die every day. In the mass grave behind my camp, there are hundreds of corpses that haven't been disposed of with the dissolving liquid yet. Some are from our own Heavenly Demon Sect, and some are from your righteous sects."

Tu Gang chuckled and said, "Besides that, in the Blood Soul Stone mine behind us, there are also hundreds of prisoners from the Xuan Tian Sect and its affiliated sects who were captured before."

These prisoners were tormented by mining every day, reduced to unrecognizable human forms; some were completely incapacitated and couldn't even dig up a single stone.

Tu Gang lowered his voice and made a throat-slitting gesture: "How about this? When the battle starts, I'll drag out those useless prisoners, dress them in Qingyun Sect uniforms, and use them as cannon fodder at the front."

Then, use sword energy to shred the faces of those corpses and mix them into the battlefield. The scene of flying blood and flesh will be absolutely realistic! Even if the Xuan Tian Sect's supervisory team had discerning eyes, they wouldn't be able to find a single flaw!

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yifei's eyes flashed with a dazzling light.

Brilliant! Using the prisoners of the Xuantian Sect to deal with their supervisory team is an absolutely brilliant tactic!

This not only perfectly solved the problem of the source of the corpses, but also saved the Qingyun Sect from the risk of fabricating evidence.

"Deacon Tu, your suggestion is excellent!"

Zheng Yifei immediately took out 100,000 low-grade spirit stones from his storage bag and gave them to him.

"Thank you so much, Minister Zheng! I'm willing to go through fire and water for you!"

Tu Gang was so excited that he almost knelt down and kowtowed.

Just then, a sudden inspiration flashed in Zheng Yifei's mind: prisoners... mine... Heavenly Demon Sect gambling den!

He sat up abruptly, and an extremely bold and crazy plan quickly took shape in his mind.

Although he owns 40% of the shares in the Heavenly Demon Sect's Super Gambling House (after giving up 10% to the Blood Fiend Camp), Zhao Wenyuan is currently the only one in charge there.

Although Zhao Wenyuan had an outstanding business mind and was protected by Ye Tianqiong's power, he was, after all, an outsider with low cultivation.

In a place like the Heavenly Demon Sect, where people devour each other without spitting out the bones, if you don't have an absolutely loyal and capable core team under your command, you can easily be sidelined or even assassinated by those disloyal demonic cultivators below.

The five thousand elites of the Qingyun Sect are all true and loyal members of their own faction!

Instead of keeping them in Blood Soul Valley constantly on edge, guarding against the Xuan Tian Sect's sneak attacks, why not... take advantage of the "fake war" opportunity to turn some of them into "prisoners of war" and send them to the Heavenly Demon Sect in a legitimate manner!

"Deacon Tu, since you've managed to capture prisoners, I'll give you another big deal."

Zheng Yifei stared at Tu Gang, his tone deep and enigmatic: "In the next two years, there will be many fierce battles between our two sides. During these battles, I will arrange for a number of elite disciples of the Qingyun Sect to be captured by your Blood Fiend Camp."

Tu Gang was stunned: "Minister Zheng, what's going on...?"

"After you capture these people, don't send them to the mines. Instead, use your Blood Fiend Camp's secret channels to escort them directly to the Heavenly Demon Sect's headquarters' super gambling den!"

A glint of ambition flashed in Zheng Yifei's eyes: "My head manager, Zhao Wenyuan, is short-handed over there. Once these Qingyun Sect disciples arrive, they can change into demonic cultivator robes and become the gambling den's most loyal guards and managers!"

Tu Gang gasped, stunned by Zheng Yifei's boundless imagination.

They laundered the elites of righteous sects into henchmen of the Heavenly Demon Sect's gambling den through the channels of prisoners of war.

That was absolutely amazing!

"Minister Zheng, this idea is brilliant, but..."

Tu Gang hesitated for a moment, then swallowed hard. "I don't dare to make the decision. After all, it's quite risky to place so many people in the core area of ​​the Heavenly Demon Sect."

"You don't need to worry about that."

Zheng Yifei waved his hand confidently: "The Super Casino is the most important money bag for Vice Sect Master Ye. He wants the casino to start operating as soon as possible, more than anyone else."

Sending these people over to bolster the gambling den's strength is a way to help the deputy sect leader make money.

All you need to do is report this plan verbatim to Vice Sect Master Ye, and I guarantee he won't blame you; in fact, he'll give you a huge credit!

Upon hearing that it was for Ye Tianqiong's sake, Tu Gang immediately felt relieved and patted his chest to assure him: "Since it's the Vice Sect Master's business, then there's absolutely no problem! I'll use the highest-level Thousand-Mile Transmission Talisman tonight to request permission from the Vice Sect Master!"

"As long as the deputy sect leader nods, the Blood Fiend Camp's transport airships are always open to you!"

"Okay! It's settled then."

Zheng Yifei stood up, a murderous glint in his eyes: "Two days later, at noon, my Qingyun Sect army will cross the river, and our two sides will engage in a bloody battle!"

"Understood! I will certainly satisfy Minister Zheng!"