The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 310

Chapter 310 - Traitor’s Trail

Chu Xuan watched the group of six and smiled.

"If you perform well in this task, your positions, wealth, and power will be in your grasp. You may even one day glimpse the path to Nascent Soul," he said.

Upon hearing this, the six of them, including Yuan Zichu, were even more deeply moved.

Nascent Soul Path—for many Golden Core cultivators, this was an unattainable goal without enough Nascent Soul spiritual items. But the person standing before them was the Sect Master of Heavenly Infinite Sect, the strongest person on Mystic Azure Star—a figure of immense power, whose words were law. His promises were always kept.

Bai Jinkun, Yuan Zichu, and the others spoke with solemn reverence, "We are duty-bound to serve the Sect Master!"

"Good. Go ahead, and the sect will remember your deeds," Chu Xuan replied with a smile.

"Understood!"

As the six of them left, Chu Xuan stood still, watching their retreating figures with a faint smile. Planting a few spies within the sect was hardly a challenge for him as the Sect Master.

As for the grand promises, who couldn't make such promises? In his past life, he had heard countless bosses promise all kinds of things, and now he wielded those skills with masterful precision.

In this way, these individuals would naturally work hard to uncover every possible traitor within the sect.

And if they died while performing their tasks? Well, that was the price of failure. He never promised compensation. In fact, the death of one could potentially identify more traitors, making it all the more useful.

...

On Yuan Zichu's way back to his cave, he couldn't stop thinking about Chu Xuan's words.

Nascent Soul... Nascent Soul!

Even someone as cautious as Yuan Zichu couldn't help but feel a burning excitement in his heart at the thought.

"Could the Sect Master be just drawing a fantasy for us?" he wondered, then shook his head. "No, he's a person of immense authority. He wouldn't make such empty promises. I must be overthinking it."

Still, he couldn't shake the allure of the possibility.

The Sect Master was right. The Heavenly Infinite Sect was still in its early stages, with all kinds of people joining, and surely, some traitors had infiltrated the sect, plotting its downfall.

"How do I find these traitors?" Yuan Zichu thought, scratching his head. He had just arrived and didn't know where to start.

"Never mind," he sighed. "It's a quiet day, so I'll head to the brothel to listen to some songs."

But he wasn't going to any ordinary brothel. Zhu Yuqiao could sing beautifully. Yuan Zichu decided to visit her at Wu Dalang's cave, enjoy a song, and then discuss the intricacies of formation techniques afterward.

As for finding traitors? That could wait until tomorrow.

Wu Dalang drained the last of his wine, his gaze calm and steady as he sat in his cave. The entrance was directly in his line of sight, and he saw Yuan Zichu being welcomed by Zhu Yuqiao into her cave.

The two of them seemed to be in high spirits, as if they were once again about to engage in deep, yet simple discussions on the art of formations.

Wu Dalang's expression, however, remained unchanged—like a tranquil pond that had not been disturbed. He paid no mind to the situation at hand.

He had known for a long time about the secret dealings between Yuan Zichu and Zhu Yuqiao. But so what? It was just a woman, after all. The two of them, however, felt a lingering sense of guilt, which only seemed to make them treat him better than before.

The last time they escaped the foreign battlefield, and now arriving at the Heavenly Infinite Sect, both had been greatly aided by Yuan Zichu.

"Yuan Zichu is not lacking in talent, and he's also a Talisman Master," Wu Dalang mused. "Zhu Yuqiao may have mediocre talent, but she is a rare Formation Master. They will undoubtedly be valued by the Heavenly Infinite Sect."

He took another sip of wine and leaned back thoughtfully.