Chapter 268: “Rest Assured, My Lord! Loyalty and Righteousness Are My Life’s Creed!”
“Interesting.” Meng Changqing’s lips curled into a faint smile.
The ability to break free from restrictions on his own. This man clearly wasn’t as useless as he seemed.
Everything about him might just be a façade.
“Let me ask you something…” Meng Changqing posed several questions related to the secrets of the demonic sects.
Xu Fengquan answered fluently. There were no signs of restrictions activating, proving that he truly had broken free.
This realization greatly enhanced Xu Fengquan’s value.
Though Meng Changqing might not need him immediately, he could foresee this man playing a critical role in the future.
Conveniently, the integration of the Supreme Commanding Demon Technique (Middle Volume) had provided Meng Changqing with numerous techniques for subduing demonic beings.
In the current demonic path, most adherents worshiped demonic deities. These new techniques could potentially be used to control even them, planting spies deep within their ranks.
As Meng Changqing fell into contemplation, Xu Fengquan breathed a quiet sigh of relief, his head still pressed against the ground.
It seemed his value had been recognized.
“Hmph! As long as I make it out of here alive, I’ll have my revenge someday!” Xu Fengquan seethed inwardly.
He, a prodigy of the Blood God Demon Sect, second to none under their sect master, had been beaten into such a miserable state!
Forced to kneel and beg like a dog. Thıs content belongs to 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝘯𝘦𝘵
If word of this spread, his reputation as the Great Demon Xu would be utterly ruined.
Thus, vengeance was non-negotiable.
“You do seem to have some value left to keep you alive,” Meng Changqing finally remarked with a smile.
“But if I let you go today, how can I be sure you won’t betray me?”
“I know a method to ensure that!” Xu Fengquan quickly offered.
But Meng Changqing cut him off with a wave of his hand.
“No need. As it happens, I’ve recently mastered some new techniques. I trust they’ll work quite effectively.”
Xu Fengquan scoffed inwardly.
I had broken free from the Blood God Sect’s restrictions. What do I have to fear from your methods?
What a joke. I’d undo whatever you try the moment you leave!
But what happened next made his pupils shrink in utter disbelief.
Dark, surging demonic energy erupted from Meng Changqing’s palm!
Chains of pure darkness writhed forth and pierced into Xu Fengquan’s body.
In an instant, they seized control of his flesh and soul.
“This is…!” Xu Fengquan’s face twisted in horror as recognition dawned. “The Supreme Commanding Demon Technique!”
His voice quaked with shock and terror.
How could this man, a supposed righteous cultivator, possess the long-lost orthodox supreme demonic art?
And isn’t there already a known wielder of this technique — the Holy Lord of the White Lotus Sacred Sect?
How could Meng Changqing also wield it?
Realizing this, Xu Fengquan fell into utter despair, his heart as lifeless as ash.
He could break free from the restrictions of his own sect, but this was the True Demon Technique!
Even demonic beings themselves were powerless against its dominance! What hope did he have of escaping it?
“Sharp eyes,” Meng Changqing remarked with a faint smile.
Xu Fengquan crumpled to his knees once more, his spirit utterly crushed.
“You seemed to have other ideas earlier,” Meng Changqing said, his tone laced with mockery.
“You jest, my lord! I was merely overcome with excitement!” Xu Fengquan hastily composed himself, speaking with a reverence tinged with fear.
“My lord?” Meng Changqing raised an eyebrow at the title.
“Indeed! Throughout history, anyone who cultivates the True Demon Technique is destined to rise as a Demon Lord, commanding the entire demonic path!” Xu Fengquan declared.
His adaptability was remarkable. He had already begun shifting his mindset.
It didn’t matter why Meng Changqing had the technique. What mattered was survival.
As long as he followed Meng Changqing, the man was bound for greatness, perhaps Xu Fengquan could ride his coattails to fortune and power.
The thought of such possibilities filled him with a glimmer of hope.
“I see.” Meng Changqing smiled faintly.
“My lord, you are the chosen one. To serve you is the greatest honor of my life!” Xu Fengquan declared fervently. “I am at your command, willing to die a thousand deaths if need be!”
Although Meng Changqing was from the righteous path, his cultivation of the True Demon Technique would inevitably align him with the demonic path eventually.
After all, the Holy Land had a strict prohibition against dual cultivation of righteous and demonic arts.
Even the True Demon Technique wasn’t exempt.
“Very well.” Meng Changqing stood, placing a hand on Xu Fengquan’s shoulder. “You understand the consequences of betraying me, don’t you?”
“Rest assured, my lord! Loyalty and righteousness are my life’s creed!” Xu Fengquan responded earnestly. “If I so much as harbor a single thought of betrayal, I’d despise myself!”
Hearing this, Meng Changqing chuckled, shaking his head.
Setting aside his demonic affiliations, this man’s sycophantic demeanor was quite amusing.
“Good. Then I’ll spare your life for now. Climb as high as you can. I expect you to be useful to me in the future.” Meng Changqing exuded an aura of dominance unique to the True Demon Technique, making Xu Fengquan feel as though a mountain was pressing down on him.
“Yes!” Xu Fengquan kowtowed frantically, trembling in fear.
Such an unpredictable and inscrutable master made him feel uneasy.
But as long as he maintained at least the semblance of loyalty, he should be safe.
“Recover your strength for now. Soon, you’ll accompany me out of the city,” Meng Changqing commanded.
This was the Wanxiang Pavilion’s territory, guarded by a powerful Marquis-level expert. If Xu Fengquan tried to leave on his own, he’d be discovered immediately.
At that point, no explanation could save him.
“Understood.” Xu Fengquan immediately retrieved numerous pills from his storage ring and began his recovery.
“One more thing. I have questions for you.” Meng Changqing’s voice interrupted.
“Please ask, my lord,” Xu Fengquan replied, his tone instantly attentive.
“What do you know about the Holy Lord of the White Lotus Sacred Sect?”