Master’s Plan to Revitalize the Demon Sect with Beautiful Girls

Chapter 8: Enter My Sect, All Are Demons

As the top courtesan of the brothel, Youlan was visited daily by countless people who admired her beauty.

Not being a practitioner, she was accustomed to seducing men and flattering the powerful.

Although she had not yet fallen to the lowest point at that time, if she continued in the brothel, she might eventually abandon her last bottom line.

Others saw her as infinitely glamorous, thinking she had countless patrons coveting her beauty, and that she should be living comfortably every day.

Unfortunately, she knew very well that once her beauty faded, she would be beyond redemption.

But even knowing this, what could she do? She had been sold to the brothel since childhood, and besides waiting for someone to take her away, she had no other future. No matter how beautiful a dancer, she could not escape the same fate.

It was as if the heavens had heard her inner thoughts and gave her a different fate, but it was a fate more cruel than the original.

Even today, she still clearly remembered the face of the man in the white robe and the blood-stained corpse on the table.

A group of cultivators called him “Young Master” and turned a blind eye to his blood-drinking scene.

And she, who witnessed everything, had long been captured and locked in a blood pool.

They said they needed a sacrifice to transfer the punishment from the heavens to the sacrifice, to ensure the Young Master’s safety.

So they chose Youlan as the “outstanding” sacrifice.

They pierced Youlan with a long spear, nailing her to the bottom of the blood pool, drowning her in blood.

After that, Youlan’s memory began to blur.

She only knew that when she woke up, the blood that should have been foul-smelling gradually became sweet to her.

The young man in the white robe disappeared with the group of cultivators, leaving her heavily chained.

“But I escaped.” Youlan said coldly, “I drank all the blood in the pool, broke the wall, and pulled out the long spear.”

After instinctively drinking all the blood in the pool, she gained a mysterious brute strength and broke free from the chains.

Those cultivators probably never expected Youlan to have such strength, so they used very ordinary chains.

But what they didn’t expect even more was that Youlan could drink all the blood in the pool. How could her small stomach hold so much blood?

But Youlan did not lie; she indeed did so. From that moment on, she was filled with an insatiable thirst for blood.

“I roughly understand.”

“What loyalty?” The oblivious He Youzhou looked at Zhishi in confusion.

“No, it’s nothing.” Zhishi shook his head, his face expressionless.

It seems that the master did not intentionally make Youlan oscillate between despair and hope.

But it doesn’t matter, even if the master did it on purpose, as long as he likes it.

He Youzhou touched his chin, still pondering what Zhishi meant by his earlier words.

But after failing to understand, he decisively gave up thinking.

“As long as you join my Tianyan Sect, you will naturally have the opportunity for revenge,” He Youzhou said.

Youlan’s heart trembled violently; she indeed wanted revenge.

“Anyway, Youlan, since you are going to become my disciple, it’s time to tell you about our Tianyan Sect,” He Youzhou continued.

“Do you know that Tianyan Sect is a demonic sect?” He Youzhou said.

Many heretical sects actually resist being called demonic sects; they generally prefer to call themselves holy sects or something similar.

But He Youzhou seemed to have no such resistance, speaking very frankly.

“Disciple has… heard of it,” Youlan stammered, unsure if saying it out loud would anger He Youzhou.

“Do you know why we are called a demonic sect?” He Youzhou naturally wouldn’t get angry, after all, he himself called Tianyan Sect a demonic sect.

This time, Youlan didn’t dare to answer, appearing very cautious.

“You should try to answer,” Zhishi said softly, “This is a test.”

Yesterday, the master had called her early in the morning, asking her about the correct path to revitalize the sect.

Some might think that since He Youzhou already had the answers, this was unnecessary.

But Zhishi didn’t think so; she felt it was a test from the master to his disciples.

“Hmm?” He Youzhou and Youlan looked at Zhishi simultaneously, both with puzzled expressions.

The former was habitually unaware, while the latter was surprised that such a simple question was a test.

“Practicing too fast?” Youlan tried to answer.

“No, we don’t have any techniques for fast cultivation,” He Youzhou said, “In fact, we cultivate very slowly.”

“Heretical… heretical sect?” Youlan mustered great courage to say this.

“No, our cultivation is very ordinary, so ordinary that it’s a bit boring,” He Youzhou thought for a moment and said, “And we can’t take any elixirs. Even if you find a treasure, you can only use it to forge tools and magical artifacts, not consume it.”

If Tianyan Sect had any heretical practices, he would be a bit more relaxed.

While others were taking elixirs and rapidly advancing in their cultivation, he was probably still bathing under a waterfall.

“Disciple doesn’t know, please master…” Youlan pursed her lips, wanting to plead for forgiveness.

“Don’t be so restrained,” He Youzhou quickly waved his hand, “Just be like Zhishi.”

Speaking of Zhishi, Youlan quietly lifted her eyelids to glance at Zhishi.

Then she saw the surging killing intent emanating from Zhishi, as if warning her about something.

Zhishi frowned, thinking that she was the only one who could be so close to the master.

At this thought, the killing intent that had already solidified into a tangible form in the eyes of others became even more terrifying.

“We are called the Demon Sect because of what we do.” He Youzhou stood up from the meditation cushion after a long time.

From He Youzhou, Youlan felt no sense of oppression.

The hunched back at a twenty-five-degree angle, the messy long hair, and the hemp clothes that could be seen everywhere.

No matter how you looked at it, He Youzhou seemed like a small fry.

Although thinking this way was disrespectful to her cheap master.

But Youlan had seen many big figures before, and they always exuded an aura that made people recognize their extraordinariness at a glance.

However, she felt something different from He Youzhou.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t describe what that subtle feeling was.

He Youzhou’s mouth curved into an arc, and this smile appeared extremely evil. At this moment, Youlan truly felt that she was in a Demon Sect.

“Our Tianyan Sect excels at slaughtering immortals and exterminating gods.” He Youzhou’s voice carried a dangerous tone, “This is a path that defies the heavens and violates reason. Those who join our Tianyan Sect are all demons.”

But in reality, his heart was in a completely different state—Wuhu, he finally got to say this chuunibyou line, he had been holding it in for so many years, it felt so good!