The Inferno Sect gets its name from the fact that beneath it lies the purest and highest-grade earth fire vein on the entire Aaron Continent. Not only is the Inferno Sect's earth fire vein of a high grade, but it is also extremely pure.
Because of this, many master craftsmen have emerged from the Inferno Sect, and its magical treasures are renowned across the Aaron Continent.
Of course, as a Six Star Sect, the Inferno Sect is also situated in an excellent location.
With his Divine Sense Escape and a map of the Aaron Continent, Joe Di flew at high speed and arrived outside the Inferno Sect’s grand protective array in just one hour.
The Inferno Sect’s entrance looked grand and imposing, with three fiery red characters floating above the gate, radiating waves of heat. Inside the sect, restrictive barriers were everywhere, making it impossible for ordinary cultivators to extend their divine sense inside.
However, these divine sense barriers were like broken spiderwebs before Joe Di’s divine sense. He easily penetrated all the restrictions and landed his divine sense in a luxurious room.
Debbie Di sat silently in the room, her eyes hollow, like a lifeless puppet. Beside her was a bowl of blood-like liquid; Joe Di’s divine sense identified it as a restorative spiritual medicine. Clearly, Debbie often drank this medicine, but her face remained pale—a clear sign of blood deficiency.
Joe Di didn’t need to ask; he knew Debbie’s blood must have been drained for the Inferno Sect’s young master.
The angrier he was, the calmer he became.
With a sect master like this, Joe Di didn’t see any redeeming qualities in the sect. He didn’t immediately look for Debbie Di, but instead took out a pile of formation flags and began arranging killing and strangling arrays.
He decided to annihilate the entire sect, just as the Inferno Sect’s Sang Li had exterminated the Di Family. Today, he wasn’t just after Sang Li or the young master’s life—he wanted the Inferno Sect to disappear from the world.
The killing and strangling arrays Joe Di set up were all grade-eight formations. He threw out a broken piece of supreme spirit vein to supply spiritual energy to the arrays. Against a Six Star Sect, grade-eight arrays were more than enough.
After finishing all this, Joe Di finally entered the Inferno Sect and went straight to the room where Debbie Di was.
“You little brat, why haven’t you drunk the medicine yet? Do you know how much effort the young master spends on keeping you alive every day?” an angry voice rang out in the room. Joe Di, still at the door, sensed a young woman raising her hand to slap Debbie Di—she must have entered while Joe Di was setting up the protective array.
Beside the young woman was a jade bowl, clearly used to collect Debbie Di’s blood.
Smack! The slap didn’t land on Debbie Di’s face, but hit the floor instead.
After several breaths, blood spurted from the woman’s wrist, and she finally screamed, “Ah…!”
Then she saw Joe Di standing before her, his face cold and terrifying. She managed to ask, “Who are you?”
Joe Di raised his hand and sent out a wave of flame, enveloping the woman. She immediately began to scream frantically within the fire, but not a single sound escaped. The terrifying fire quickly consumed her, and she could only struggle desperately as she watched her own body slowly burn away, her consciousness forced to endure every moment.
“Debbie…” Joe Di walked up to Debbie Di, and seeing her condition, felt his heart clench in pain.
He and Debbie Di were twins. Since childhood, they always called each other by name, neither wanting to be the 'Ninth.' In the end, Joe Di lost out—Debbie won the support of their other sisters, and Di Shan gave him a name with 'Nine' in it, so the title of 'Old Ninth' fell to Joe Di.
Debbie Di didn’t react at all. Joe Di reached out and took her wrist; her breath was weak, her consciousness scattered. If he hadn’t come, Debbie wouldn’t have lasted much longer.
Joe Di swept his divine sense over Debbie Di, quickly smoothing out her chaotic aura. He then fed her two pills—though they were only grade-two spirit pills he’d refined himself, for Debbie, who had never cultivated, their effects appeared quickly.
A trace of color returned to Debbie Di’s face. She looked up with dazed, hollow eyes and asked, “Who are you?”
“Sis, it’s me, Joe Di…” Joe Di’s eyes reddened, unable to hold back his grief any longer.
“Ah Jiu, why are you here? Did that brute catch you again? Hurry—leave now! That person will soon come for my blood…” Debbie Di suddenly stood up, believing that as long as Joe Di escaped, everything would be fine.
“Once I’ve avenged the Di Family, we’ll leave together.” Joe Di picked up Debbie Di—she was like a dry piece of wood, light in his arms, her legs and back all sharp bone.
Debbie Di cried out anxiously, “Ah Jiu, go, hurry! Those people are demons, they’re demons…”
As she spoke, Debbie Di tried to reach out and touch Joe Di’s face, but no matter how she tried, her hand couldn’t find him.
Joe Di sighed and sent his divine sense out again. He quickly spotted Liang Lu, who was sitting within a spirit-gathering array, surrounded by top-grade medicinal herbs. Outside the array was another formation, drawing out the spiritual energy and medicinal properties to infuse into Liang Lu’s eyes.
One look at Liang Lu’s eyes, and Joe Di knew they belonged to Debbie Di—he could still see a faint trace of despair and sadness within them. This bastard hadn’t fully fused with Debbie’s Sacred Spirit Eyes yet.
The Sacred Spirit Eyes weren’t just tied to bloodline—they also depended on innate talent.
Crack! Joe Di tore open Liang Lu’s spirit-gathering array. Liang Lu, in the middle of nourishing his eyes, suddenly looked up and saw Joe Di holding Debbie Di.
Liang Lu jumped to his feet, but before he could speak, Joe Di reached out and gouged out both his eyes. Then, with a kick, he sent Liang Lu flying—just as Liang Lu crashed into the wall, Joe Di tossed out several formation flags, pinning him to the wall. Thin streams of blood poured from Liang Lu, quickly staining the ground beneath him red.
Since Liang Lu liked bloodletting, he could now enjoy bleeding himself.
“Ah Jiu, I think I can feel my eyes…” Debbie Di’s voice trembled. Without her eyes, she had spent these years in darkness.
Joe Di grabbed a chair and let Debbie Di sit down to recover. “Sis, don’t worry. I’ll treat your eyes in a moment.”
With those words, Joe Di focused his divine sense on the pair of eyes in his hand. Two faintly violet streams of blood were forced out by his divine sense and vanished into nothingness.
After Joe Di expelled the impurities from Debbie Di’s eyes, the pair in his hand became clear and pure. Gently, Joe Di placed the eyes into Debbie’s empty sockets, infusing them with his divine sense.
Under the power of Joe Di’s life force-infused divine sense, the blood vessels in Debbie Di’s eyes quickly fused with her body. In less than half a stick of incense, blood began to flow through the veins around her eyes, and flesh and tissue grew together seamlessly, just as before.
Debbie Di blinked, feeling her eyes were perfectly normal. She looked at Joe Di in disbelief. “Ah Jiu, I can see again—my eyes are healed!”
Joe Di handed her a healing pill and said, “Take this first. Once you’re better, we’ll avenge the Di Family together.”
Sensing something different about Ah Jiu, Debbie Di nodded and swallowed the pill. This time, she didn’t urge Joe Di to escape.
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In the Inferno Sect’s main hall, it was time for the sect assembly. The sect master and many elders were present. The main topic of discussion was naturally the quota for entering the Lesser Central World.
Among the Five Continents, aside from the shattered Polar Night Continent, the Aaron Continent had the lowest cultivation level.
Although the Aaron Continent had a teleportation array to the Lesser Central World, not just anyone could use it. The array opened every thirty years, and only five people could pass through each time.
Only cultivators under a hundred years old, with cultivation at or above the seventh level of Golden Core, and possessing a single pure spiritual root, were eligible to enter the Lesser Central World. If the criteria weren’t met, those with pure variant spiritual roots could also qualify.
The reason the Lesser Central World set these rules wasn’t really about the Aaron Continent; it was to prevent the loss of local talent. Golden Core cultivators under a hundred years old were common in the Lesser Central World, but rare in the Aaron Continent. As for pure variant spiritual roots, even the Lesser Central World had few of those.
“There are only a few months left until we head to the Lesser Central World. Young Master Lu’s cultivation hasn’t reached late Golden Core yet, but he possesses the Sacred Spirit Eyes—far rarer than a pure variant spiritual root,” a loud-voiced elder declared.
At the head of the hall sat a red-haired man—this was Liang Jueren, the sect master of the Inferno Sect, and its only Sea-Splitting realm expert.
Upon hearing the elder’s words, Liang Jueren sighed. “Lu’er has the Sacred Spirit Eyes, but unfortunately the transmission qualifications don’t mention Sacred Spirit Eyes as a requirement. What worries me is Guildmaster Hai Hong of the Starhenge Guild—he wants to go to the Lesser Central World more than anyone…”
“Sect Master, something terrible has happened…” A panicked voice interrupted Liang Jueren. The newcomer was a gray-robed steward.
Liang Jueren’s face darkened. At a sect assembly, someone dared to barge in and cause a commotion—did they think he wouldn’t kill them?
“There’s a strangling array outside our Inferno Sect—no one knows when it appeared, but anyone who goes out is killed. Just now, our Golden Core stewards Yue Sui and Qi Xuewei stepped out and were immediately killed, along with eleven Foundation Establishment disciples who were heading out on sect missions…”
“What?” Before the steward could finish, Liang Jueren smashed the tea table beside him with a slap and shot to his feet.
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