Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 272 - 185: What? Am I Going to Kill Tang Seng and His Disciples?_2

Chapter 272: Chapter 185: What? Am I Going to Kill Tang Seng and His Disciples?_2

"The Blood Curse technique allows one to escape instantly, leaving no trace behind. It is said that Yin Xue was once used as a Blood Slave for an Evil Cultivator in his youth, having his fresh blood drawn continuously, until he finally achieved enlightenment in the Blood Transformation Furnace, promptly killing and draining that person, and devouring their Nascent Soul."

"Although the master could not execute her directly, during the months-long pursuit, he hit Yin Xue with the Seventy-two Swords, each thrust piercing the heart, chopping the soul, breaking the blood, and slaughtering the divine. Since that great battle, Yin Xue has not appeared for a whole 120 years, likely due to those Seventy-two Swords."

"Afterwards, when the master returned to Swordmaster Peak, he drew this portrait and hung it in the room as a constant reminder that if any disciple of Swordmaster Peak encounters this person... no, if any disciple of Purple Cloud Palace encounters this person, they must spare no expense in killing her."

There wasn’t much fluctuation in the voice.

For Liu Tangxi, such matters were all too common, and to put it bluntly, among the five maps totaling several dozen people, Yin Xue could be considered one of the better cases.

"..."

Silence was the only response.

He didn’t know what words to use to describe his feelings.

Before entering the mountain, he had heard that each peak had its respective duties; for instance, Chi Xiao Peak was responsible for Artifact Refining and Alchemy, Divine Wood Peak for alchemy, and Lan Zhu Peak for refining Spirit Stones, among others.

His position at Swordmaster Peak was supposed to be like that of his senior sister, responsible for exterminating demons and dispelling calamities outside, which sounded wonderful, but in reality, it was somewhat chilling.

"Who is he?"

He pointed to a bald monk on the map, who appeared benevolent, with long flowing eyebrows and hands clasped in prayer, seemingly the abbot of a temple.

Indeed, that was the case.

"This person is known as Master Guang Xian."

"He once served as the abbot at Vajra Temple, a kind and charitable man, willing to listen to the wishes of all beings, dedicating his life to benefitting the people. He even wore a patchwork robe voluntarily stitched together by tens of thousands of people, truly a living Buddha reincarnated."

This time, Jiang Feng was wise not to ask questions; he knew there must be a twist, given that anyone appearing on this map is doomed to die, and by any country’s laws, it wouldn’t be considered excessive to execute them.

Indeed, Liu Tangxi only paused before continuing.

"Master Guang Xian could summon Buddha Light to shine upon the world, but even being hailed as a living Buddha, he was still mortal flesh. Over a thousand years, by cleansing too many souls of their sins, quelling their anger, and absorbing all the sins of the world into his body, with his sky-reaching cultivation and the heart of a living Buddha, he meant to suppress them forever."

"But unexpectedly, over these thousand years, even Master Guang Xian could no longer suppress the resentment within him. Initially meant to suppress, he eventually fell to feeding on the sins, evils, and wrongdoings of humanity."

"Petty thefts and minor disturbances were no longer enough to satiate Master Guang Xian. Ultimately, he resorted to creating sins himself to feed, falling into the Demonic Path in a moment of misguided thought."

"Masters Guang Pu and Guang Neng were brutally killed by their own senior brother, their souls refined, and the body of the living Buddha bore countless hateful human faces, even the giant golden man at Vajra Temple bore a hideous countenance due to corruption."

"With the collapse of faith and the Buddha facing disaster, Vajra Temple also suffered tremendous losses. Later, forces from all around sent their top experts in an attempt to suppress Master Guang Xian, but since his name ended up here, it naturally indicates that the encirclement failed."

"That so-called living Buddha, Master Guang Xian, managed to escape the siege of over thirty top experts, with the last recorded sighting at Star Falling Valley. Afterwards, the master returned to Swordmaster Peak and personally drew this portrait to leave here."

"Yet, despite this, many commoners still worship portraits and statues of Master Guang Xian in their homes. Although this living Buddha has fallen irretrievably into the Demonic Path, his accumulated merit over a thousand years is truly unimaginable."

"Whether it is Vajra Temple or the commoners within a thousand miles around, all plead for this master. Although I have no personal acquaintance with him, I have visited Vajra Temple and learnt about the master’s life."

"In times of famine, relying on his cultivation realm, he cut his own flesh to save the lives of the commoners, feeding the people with his body, continuing without break for ten years, nearly collapsing both flesh and soul. But with his flesh, he sustained nearly ten thousand surrounding commoners."

"Just for this reason, senior sister recognizes him as this living Buddha. If it weren’t for his nearly a thousand years of universally aiding all beings, perhaps he would not have fallen to such fate. Even if he erred, his merits far outweigh his wrongs."

"Junior brother, if you ever encounter Master Guang Xian, please grant him a swift end when you take his life, and do not shame this great master."

Finally, Liu Xianzi dropped this remark lightly.

Initially, Jiang Feng had just been sitting obediently on a stool, wearing a serious expression as he listened, since he knew little of the legends of the Cultivation World and was gaining much from just listening.

The attentive expression suddenly froze, with a hint of confusion visible, as if something was wrong with his ears.

"Ah? I’m supposed to kill Tang Seng and his disciples? I’m supposed to kill Master Guang Xian? I’m supposed to kill the living Buddha? Am I worthy? What am I? Do I even deserve to look at them?"

That was probably the expression on his face.

Liu Xianzi smiled gently. In the eyes of others, including Jiang Feng himself, he was far from qualified for such tasks, but in the eyes of his senior sister, it was not so.

People are born with a kind of premonition, especially the sixth sense of women, which is very accurate. When Jiang Feng noticed these portraits and questioned her, she knew that the responsibility of dealing with these individuals would likely fall upon this junior brother in the future.

Fate is so entangled like this.

"Alright, you just need to remember these people, and note the places where they have appeared and their appearances."

"If you ever encounter them by chance during your travels, remember not to alert them, pretend you don’t know them, and send the information back to the sect; the sect will send someone to deal with it."

"But if you’re unlucky and they catch you and want to harm you, mention my name first, and if that doesn’t work, mention our master Liu Jian’s name."

His eyes lit up!

He excitedly rubbed his small hands; this was the moment he had been waiting for. Why did he exhaust all his efforts to join the sect and shamelessly begged Liu Tangxi to accept him?

Wasn’t it to have a stable support?

His face filled with a smile, he knew the renown of the Sword Immortal was not unwarranted.

"Does it mean that by just mentioning my senior sister or master’s name, they will spare my life out of respect for you?"

But...

"No, but it can help you die with more dignity."

The smile on his face vanished instantly.

"What are you fantasizing about? These vicious criminals are all wanted by both Purple Cloud Palace and the entire Cultivation World, most of them have been severely beaten by me or our master."

"Mentioning the sect is to let you die with presence, so no one looks down on you, or looks down on our Swordmaster Peak."

"After all, with your cultivation level, meeting them means certain death whether you mention it or not. After mentioning the sect, they might not turn you into a Blood Slave, but rather give you a swift end."

"Damn it..."

He sighed deeply.

He knew it was going to end like this.

But Liu Tangxi didn’t linger on this topic and casually tossed a thick booklet towards Jiang Feng.

He caught it quickly.

"What is this?"

He opened it with a puzzled face, and found it was densely packed with names; some names were written in red ink, others in black, and still others had been crossed out.

Behind each name, there was also the individuals’ detailed cultivation realm, cultivation techniques, favored magic treasures, and frequented towns, etc.

Before Jiang Feng could even flip through a few pages, his sister’s emotionless voice directly sounded.

"This is the Evil Chasing Book. In your young people’s terms, it’s called the ’Record of Merits.’ The disciples of the Purple Cloud Palace tally it every season; only those who meet the standards can enjoy the highest treatment."

"In short..."

"Use their heads, to change your destiny."