Chapter 517: Luring Intentions: Guest Elder?
The voice rang out, causing Jiang Han to frown.
He turned to look in the direction of the sound.
There, not far off, appeared a middle-aged man radiating terrifying aura.
Judging by the strength of his aura, he had clearly reached the sixth layer of the Sun Wheel Realm!
Jiang Han's heart leapt—he instinctively pulled out the Nine Heaven Mystic Wings, ready to activate his spiritual energy and flee at the first sign of trouble.
Noticing Jiang Han's unease and his subtle hand movement, the middle-aged man shook his head: "Relax. If I wanted to kill you, I would've struck already. To me, it's nothing more than a trivial matter."
"Just now, from afar, I sensed a trace of ninth-layer Sun Wheel aura—but now, it's gone entirely. Everyone here is dead, yet you're still alive."
"I don't know what method you used, but given your current cultivation base, such a technique must have come at a tremendous cost and cannot be used lightly. And now, if I wished to kill you, you'd have absolutely no means to resist!"
Hearing the middle-aged man speak,
Jiang Han's expression eased somewhat—he realized the man currently held no hostile intent.
Yet he still maintained his guard.
He kept a firm grip on the Nine Heaven Mystic Wings, ready to bolt at the slightest sign of danger: "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man laughed aloud: "I'm Wen Qian. I've long heard of the Blood Demon's name. Today, by chance, I happened to pass through and saw you with my own eyes—indeed, the rumors fall far short. You're even more formidable than legend claims!"
With that, he glanced at the surrounding corpses, studying their faces, and teased:
"Tsk tsk. Just one battle, and you've wiped out nearly all the top combatants within the Shanhai Prefecture—alienating both the imperial court and the sects and noble clans."
"It's likely there'll be no place left for you in Shanhai Prefecture from now on..."
Jiang Han's eyes narrowed thoughtfully: "What do you mean, Elder?"
Wen Qian said gravely: "With only Star Wheel Realm cultivation, you've thrown Shanhai Prefecture into such chaos—it's truly remarkable. If I hadn't encountered you, I might've let it pass. But now that I have, I won't let you slip away."
"Right now, I invite you to join my sect. I'll personally nurture you. What do you say?"
"Oh?"
Jiang Han's eyes held doubt.
He immediately asked: "May I ask which sect you belong to?"
Wen Qian's expression turned solemn: "Listen well—I am a Missionary of the Earth Demon Sect!"
"Our sect currently holds bloody grudges against both the imperial court and the sects and noble clans. If you join us, we'll stand united against our common enemies!"
At these words, Jiang Han's eyes lit up—he instantly became interested.
Having lingered in Shanhai Prefecture for so long, he'd certainly heard of the Earth Demon Sect's name.
It was said to be a successor to the Heavenly Demon Sect from centuries ago.
Its ranks were filled with powerful cultivators, yet it was hunted by countless factions and even the imperial court—infamous, reviled by all!
He never expected such a sect would take notice of him.
Yet, this situation seemed to offer far more benefit than risk...
Jiang Han's gaze grew increasingly bright.
After causing such a massive disturbance, once word spread, the Great Qin Dynasty would inevitably investigate and target him.
If they truly uncovered his identity, his family would be dragged into trouble, plunging his clansmen into dire peril!
After all, this time he had used the Jin Wu phantom to slay Mo Wenfeng, the governor of Shanhai Prefecture—he had utterly and irrevocably enraged the Great Qin imperial court!
Under these circumstances, if he used the Earth Demon Sect as a shield to divert the court's attention,
and redirected the blame elsewhere, causing the court to reduce its focus on him—wouldn't that be brilliant?
After all, the Earth Demon Sect was already drowning in debts—what was one more "small" debt to them?
With this thought, Jiang Han turned his gaze back to Wen Qian.
End of Chapter
