Chapter 138: 137 Who Decides?

137 Who Decides?

After killing the Holy Spirit of Chengjin Sect and wearing it on your person, once it's sufficiently infused with its aura, does that count as gaining the Holy Spirit's recognition and becoming a Jiaodesi of Chengjin Sect?

After hearing Li Ang's question, not only did the old man of the Rose Family freeze in place, but even the three members of the Bobby Laien family felt their brains ringing like clanging bells.

Every word the Duke said he understood, but why did it sound so wrong when strung together?

"Speak?"

After waiting a moment without an answer, Li Ang frowned slightly, pressing with a hint of displeasure:

"Will this work or not? Give me an answer quickly!"

"Huh? This… this…"

Seeing the demon before him growing displeased, the Rose Family elder trembled violently—but since no one had ever tried this, not even imagined it, he had no idea how to answer, and could only grimace and say:

"There's no precedent for this in the past—I truly don't know… How about… how about you try it yourself?"

Try it myself… Hmm, that might work?

After a brief pause, Li Ang nodded slightly, then asked:

"When is Chengjin Sect's next ***?"

You're actually planning to try it?!

Watching Li Ang, face utterly serious, pressing him for the timing of the ***, the Rose Family elder's eyes welled with tears.

At this moment, he wished he could travel back five seconds and strangle the idiot who made that suggestion.

Just bringing this man—who killed a Zongsi—to the *** would be no different from joining Pan Sect; it would surely draw relentless, mortal pursuit.

And if this demon succeeded and actually became a Jiaodesi of one lineage, when Chengjin Sect realized it, they might just rage so hard they'd summon a Holy Spirit to kill him!

But…

Glancing sideways at the Zongsi woman lying peacefully on the floor, then at the still-damp blood on his pants, the Rose Family elder swallowed his tears and reluctantly gave the exact time of Chengjin Sect's next ***.

"Three weeks! Chengjin Sect's *** usually happens every two months—the next one is in three weeks!"

Better to choose the lesser of two evils! Joining Pan Sect likely means death, but with this man's habit of exploding heads the moment he meets you, if I dare refuse, I might end up lying beside the Zongsi in the next second!

Three weeks?

After memorizing the time, Li Ang looked at the old man's bitter face and pressed further:

"Where is it? How do I get there?"

"This… Chengjin Sect is a secret cult, so each *** is announced last-minute…"

"Fine. I'll come back in three weeks. You'll take me then."

"…"

"Any problems?"

"N-no problems…"

After making the "three-week agreement" with the Rose Family elder, Li Ang turned to the three old Xiao Jinmao behind him and frowned:

"You three…"

"We won't say a word!"

Having witnessed Li Ang's actions firsthand, the three Xiao Jinmao of the Bobby Laien family had completely lost their temper toward this new Duke—who wielded some strange power and clearly thought differently from normal people.

To avoid being reduced to a bloody pulp with just a glance, the three old dogs patted their chests and swore they'd say nothing after leaving, their faces wearing expressions sweeter than ever—almost as if dog tails had sprouted from their backsides and were wagging.

Fine…

After glancing at the obedient "Three Old Ryans" and then at the ashen-faced Rose elder, Li Ang—who still carried the investigation—shook his head and squashed the last lingering urge to strike.

After letting loose in the Bobby Laien Blood Night, his fury had mostly drained, but it seemed a new switch had been flipped—he now prioritized killing first when faced with problems.

It seems the Director was right: the more power you hold, the more you must restrain your actions.

Especially for Exempt Cleaners, who are constantly tainted by anomalies—they're already prone to extremism. If you then freely indulge your desires, you'll slowly drift farther from "humanity."

And if so many transcendent beings operated without restraint, the world wouldn't even need the lurking demons to descend—it would collapse into chaos on its own…

But not indulging doesn't mean you can't act at all!

Using Heishanyang's soul vision, Li Ang carefully observed the Rose Estate and saw countless inky, irredeemable "black spots." His eyes narrowed slightly.

Borrowing Heishanyang's soul-vision to carefully observe the situation at Rose Manor, and seeing the same hopeless, pitch-black "ink dots" in great numbers, Hearing Li Ang's eyes narrowed slightly.

Looking at the dark souls—fewer in number than the Ryans' but no less potent—Li Ang clenched Heishanyang's horns tightly, then gave the Rose elder a long, meaningful look.

Looking at those dark souls whose quantity might not match the Lain family but whose "quality" was in no way inferior, Hearing Li Ang couldn't help but grip Heishanyang's horns tightly, then cast a meaningful glance at the old man of the Rose family.

"Huh? Yes! I'll see you out right away!"

Seeing the demon finally preparing to leave, the four men inside were overjoyed. The Rose Family elder even stepped forward eagerly, ready to personally escort Li Ang out of the estate.

Seeing that this bringer of calamity was finally preparing to leave, the four people in the room were overjoyed; the old man of the Rose family even followed behind quite eagerly, striking the pose of someone ready to personally escort Hearing Li Ang out of the manor.

Rejecting the Rose elder's offer, Li Ang checked the location of his target and saw it still lingering inside the estate's outer wall—he walked straight to a window, leapt out, and planned to deliver the person home first.

Watching his figure vanish into the woods, the four old men clustered by the window finally let out their breaths. The Rose elder slumped heavily onto the carpet.

And after swarming to the window to watch with their own eyes as his figure vanished into the woods, the four old men's long-suspended hearts finally dropped back into their stomachs completely; the old man of the Rose family even relaxed his whole body and dropped straight onto his bottom on the carpet.

Gripping the window frame tightly to steady his trembling legs, the last surviving Bobby Laien clan elder roared, his beard and hair bristling:

"He may be the new Lionheart Duke, but I am the only clan elder left! Even when the old Duke was alive, he never dared treat me so disrespectfully!"

"Although he is the new Duke of Lionheart, I am also the family's currently sole Elder! Even when the old Duke was still around, he never dared to slight me like this!"

Hearing the elder's words, the old butler, heart pounding and face deathly pale, pressed his chest and nodded vigorously:

"The Duke's temperament… is indeed excessively extreme."

"Yes! He dares treat us like this now—what will he do once he's fully Duke? I can't even imagine!"

Slamming his fist on the windowsill, the Bobby Laien family head growled through gritted teeth:

After slamming his fist hard against the windowsill, the head of the Lain family gritted his teeth and said:

"We can't just let today's matter slide. When the Duke's succession ceremony comes, we must join forces and teach him a lesson, so this bastard knows who really calls the shots in the Lane family!"