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A hundred years ago, Chu Xiu transmigrated from Earth to Cang Qiong Continent, and received the Destined Villain System. After killing countless holy sons and daughters, he was surrounded by the older generation, and self destructed, possessing Tai Su Sacred Ground Yun Xia Mountain’s senior disciple. This time, he decided to lay low and develop strength. Let’s start small, what about becoming a saint admired by thousands?
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Master: This Villainous Disciple Is Not The Holy Child

Chapter 194: Poisonous Scheme: Outside Qihuang Mountain

In the void, a group of great saints silently observed the slaughter unfolding in the secret realm, each wearing a different expression.

The saints from Taisu Holy Land were evidently relieved and couldn't hide their smiles.

"The Holy Son killed well..." they whispered among themselves, pleased. "These demon barbarians dared to surround and attack our Holy Son, they deserved what they got."

The fourth sword master of the Endless Sword Domain, however, was not pleased. His face was gloomy as he cursed inwardly, frustrated by the incompetence displayed: "More than 2,000 people can't handle a single Taoist palace. They might as well go home and raise cattle!"

The demon barbarians looked equally grim. It was understandable, seeing their kin being mercilessly slaughtered—no one could remain unaffected by such a sight.

"Chu Xiu... Damn it!" Great Saint Qingyu clenched his fists, his brown vertical pupils coldly fixed on the projection of Chu Xiu.

"Alas, they are not strong enough," Great Saint Niutou sighed helplessly, disappointed by the display.

"It's not that they aren't strong," Thousand Faces True Lord interjected, shaking his head. "It's just that Chu Laoliu is too cunning... It's normal that they can't beat him."

"What a pity!!" echoed another observer.

Whispers circulated among other human forces present:

"Yes, in two encounters, he managed to kill two cultivators one level higher than himself..."

"If this boy continues to grow, he might become the next Tai Suzi..."

"Don't be so sure. Even that prodigy would only have a 40% chance of escaping from Chu Xiu."

Hearing this, Qing Yu couldn't help but laugh out of anger. "Qianmian, you've changed. Defeated by a junior like Chu Xiu, you've grown timid."

"He's very strong, able to dispatch Qing Jiao and Wang Shan Mo in moments," Qing Yu continued. "But remember, that other prodigy can do the same. It's still uncertain who will win in the end."

"Don't forget, that person not only possesses a heavenly demon body but also the inheritance of the Great Emperor..."

Qianmian Zhenjun, faced with Qing Yu's sneer, closed his mouth, opting to withhold his retort.

He turned back to the projection where Chu Xiu, depicted within, also seemed to look up, his gaze piercing across the impossible distance to meet Qianmian's.

The contrast was stark—Qianmian's eyes were deep and obscure, while Chu Xiu's were a blood red and sinister.

Chu Xiu slowly raised his hand and with a flick of his fingers, a wisp of sword energy flew out, shattering the projection crystal.

The image fragmented, then slowly faded away, leaving the cultivators at Qihuang Mountain blind to the events unfolding in the secret place.

Master Thousand Faces felt a trace of relief. While he wasn't overly concerned about the traitor, confirmation of his safety brought a slight smile to his lips.

Back in the secret place, the slaughter continued unabated.

Storage rings and bags flew from all directions into Chu Xiu's hands, which he refined one by one.

In the midst of his frenzied looting, he casually set up an isolation barrier to block any distant onlookers or divine senses trying to pierce through.

He then withdrew a simulated puppet from his storage bag and began to inspect it carefully.