The faint sense of danger in his heart gradually faded.

Logan Brooks was now certain that he hadn’t just scared himself.

There really were other experts hiding outside.

It was just that Bishop Howard had been defeated too thoroughly, and hadn’t even managed to test the true depth of this Demon Sect Leader.

So the others didn’t dare act rashly and had temporarily retreated.

After all, not everyone was as stubbornly persistent as Howard.

“Leader, Franklin and the other two haven’t returned yet. I’ll continue to stay by your side, so you’ll have someone at hand to command at any time.” King followed beside him, flattering as he spoke: “The Azure Dragon Hall is full of experts; we will surely take Shu Province.”

Logan Brooks glanced at him indifferently: “Don’t play little tricks in front of me.”

King was startled, unable to utter a word.

“If you don’t want the chance to earn merit and insist on staying by my side, are you hoping I’ll deal with you the same way I dealt with Howard?” Logan Brooks said casually.

King answered honestly, “Leader, you are wise. My petty thoughts are a joke before you. Please be magnanimous and don’t hold it against me. I won’t dare again.”

The only reason he had managed to defeat the higher-realm Bishop Howard just now was entirely because Logan Brooks had pointed out the flaws and weaknesses in the opponent’s martial arts.

Starting from the top-level King Karma-Slaying Blade,

Then to the Great Benevolent Wisdom Mother Fist,

And all the way down.

He even picked out quite a few mistakes in the more basic Karmic Discipline Blade.

Bishop Howard couldn’t correct these errors in a short time.

In battle, these flaws became fatal weaknesses.

But in regular training, if one could study and correct these shortcomings, it would naturally be greatly beneficial to one’s own cultivation.

As a Martial King, how could King not see this?

“Today, you’ve also made a contribution, and merit should be rewarded.” Logan Brooks said unhurriedly, “But you must know, biting off more than you can chew. Your reward has already been given to you.”

King was momentarily stunned, then seemed to understand.

“The Great Vajra Temple fell by my hand, but its legacy still has some merit, provided it’s mastered thoroughly.” Logan Brooks said calmly, “Someone like Howard is far from that. You should first avoid repeating his mistakes; that alone will give you plenty to ponder.”

“I got carried away just now. Thank you for your guidance, Leader.” King said with heartfelt conviction, “I will strictly follow your teachings.”

“Go and find out where Evelyn Young is right now.” Logan Brooks ordered.

King replied respectfully, “Yes, Leader. I will contact Franklin immediately.”

He withdrew.

Once again, only Logan Brooks was left in the room.

Logan Brooks let out a long breath.

Damn…

That was way too intense.

He fanned himself with his hand.

The tension that had been strung tight finally eased a little.

Logan Brooks’s expression was slightly complicated at this moment.

Just now, he had finally figured out how to increase the blood-red nectar inside that mysterious black jug in his mind.

Continuous use, constant consumption, and the supply was running out.

Obtaining information on Bishop Howard earlier

had already left the blood-red nectar nearly depleted.

But at the very moment Bishop Howard died, the blood-red nectar in the black jug actually increased a bit.

When lower-level martial artists fought before, even if someone was injured, the black jug didn’t react.

It seemed that this thing used the life force of those around as the source for the nectar.

When someone died, life turned to death, and the intent of death gave rise to the blood-red nectar.

It wasn’t just about drinking blood.

It was about drinking life itself.

Logan Brooks sighed.

Truly sinister.

Does any kind of life work?

Or is it only those who practice martial arts?

Or perhaps only those who have reached a certain level of cultivation?

Logan Brooks shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it for now.

He focused his mind to communicate with the black jug.

Once again, he inquired about Evelyn Young.

However, the black jug’s response was still that there wasn’t enough nectar.

What the hell, Bishop Howard was stronger than her, and didn’t require this much, but now it’s still not enough for her?

Logan Brooks gave a wry smile.

After a while, he gathered his thoughts.

He couldn’t be sure whether Evelyn Young had leaked his whereabouts at Ganlu Manor.

Then how did Bishop Howard and the others find out?

Logan Brooks frowned.

His own Demon Sect had schemed painstakingly, infiltrating and spying on the enemy’s territory, assassinating, impersonating, bribing—spinning a vast net over all of China.

But in turn, could there also be spies from others within the Demon Sect?

Not to mention other positions for now, but could there be a traitor right by my side?

Chapter 9: Heavenly Demon Blood, Divine Demon Blood

Logan Brooks focused his mind to communicate with the mysterious black jug in his head.

Is there anyone disloyal by my side?

The black jug did not respond.

It seemed the question couldn’t be too general, but had to be about a specific person… Logan Brooks thought to himself.

For example, Azure Dragon Fifth Seat Caleb Dean, or King.

Logan Brooks looked at the limited amount of blood-red nectar.

He finally decided to experiment with Azure Dragon Five.

With a thought, he saw a little of the blood-red nectar in the black jug disappear.

Blood-red mist rose from the mouth of the jug, quickly condensing into a large block of text.

Caleb Dean.

Thirty-seven years old, Zuo Zhao (Sitting Illumination) realm.