As soon as he said this, he suddenly felt it was inappropriate and was filled with regret.
What was wrong with him? Was he really going to defect to the Fourth Prince of Great Jing? How exactly had he mastered the Fearless Sect's mental cultivation method?
Chu Zhiyuan chuckled: "Don't you have any idea about your own cultivation level? ...You're only good for delivering messages. Relying on you to control the Fearless Sect is a complete joke!"
The middle-aged man was originally feeling remorseful, thinking he shouldn't have listened to his nonsense.
But upon hearing these words, he immediately became indignant: "My cultivation is low because I couldn't see the Fearless Realm before, and couldn't believe in it wholeheartedly. Now it's different."
"Even if you believe in it, so what?" Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "How many disciples of the Fearless Sect can survive to the end and become Grandmasters? Aren't you clear about that?"
The middle-aged man's eyes immediately dimmed.
Thinking about how many of his neighbors had died, not a single one had persevered to become a Grandmaster; they had all perished.
Fortunately, they really went to the Fearless Realm, instead of being reincarnated, and could continue cultivating within the Fearless Realm.
"Don't they believe in it wholeheartedly?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.
The middle-aged man was silent.
Within the Fearless Sect, the majority, almost all, believed in it wholeheartedly. Those like him were rare, perhaps only him alone. But what was the use of believing?
They still died when it was time to die.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Are you sure you're the one who can fight your way out? ...Everyone thinks like you, but how many ultimately survive?"
"I..." The middle-aged man bit his lip: "I will definitely fight my way out!"
After he said this, he felt a little regretful again.
Was he really going to defect to the Fourth Prince of Great Jing? There was still a bit of unwillingness in his heart.
He had only just seen the Fearless Sect clearly, only just truly believed in the Fearless Sect, only just truly started on the path of cultivation.
To die so young was truly unwilling.
Moreover, he also possessed a miraculous skill, a skill that no one knew about, that could feign death and be reborn.
Chu Zhiyuan sized him up.
"..." He glared at Chu Zhiyuan unconvincingly.
"Forget it, no need to talk about this," Chu Zhiyuan said: "I don't expect you to fight your way out, just give me information."
The middle-aged man immediately revealed an unwilling expression.
He still vaguely felt that something was wrong.
His suspicious nature made him wonder: Was he being deceived?
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Unwilling to do this?"
"You..." The middle-aged man hesitated, staring intently at Chu Zhiyuan, wanting to see through him.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Do you think you're particularly important, indispensable?"
He looked at the other two people, then back at him: "Seeing you frustrated and unsuccessful, having suffered many setbacks, and filled with indignation, I saw a shadow of my younger self, which is why I started with you first. If you really think you're indispensable, then forget it."
"You were also frustrated and unsuccessful when you were young?" The middle-aged man said disbelievingly.
Chu Zhiyuan snorted: "I also accumulated strength and then had a sudden enlightenment one night. Alright, are you willing? ...If you're not, I'll find them."
"...What do you want to know?"
"Everything," Chu Zhiyuan snorted: "From beginning to end, completely and thoroughly. I want to study a complete plan, how to control the Fearless Sect in my hands."
"Impossible."
"I'm about to step into the Grandmaster realm, and it's still impossible?"
"Those who submit will prosper, those who resist will perish!"
"...Alright," The middle-aged man saw the ruthless expression on Chu Zhiyuan's face and instead felt relieved.
He felt that this was the true face and true methods of a prince, and a powerful prince at that.
The royal family must be scheming and fighting for power.
Chu Zhiyuan, as the Fourth Prince, and with such strong martial arts talent, would definitely step into the Grandmaster realm and definitely seize the throne.
To seize the throne, he would have to do some shady things, and he must not be soft-hearted.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand.
The middle-aged man suddenly flew away from the wall and towards Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan then struck his back with another palm.
"Chi chi chi chi!"
Dense silver needles shot out from his body and into the wall, forming three circles on the wall.
Chu Zhiyuan flicked his sleeve.
The middle-aged man flew and landed in front of the stone table next to the well in the courtyard, quickly grabbing the stone table to prevent himself from falling.
His whole body was limp and weak.
But there was power slowly flowing within his body, slowly recovering.
He took a deep breath, and the thoughts in his heart struggled again.
Chu Zhiyuan flashed to his side, placed his left palm on his shoulder, and said unhappily: "Stop thinking wildly, sit down and talk!"
The middle-aged man's expression was uncertain, and under Chu Zhiyuan's gaze, he finally sat down.
He felt the Gang Qi that Chu Zhiyuan pressed on him, it was indeed the Fearless Sect's Gang Qi, it was from the same source as his own.
The aura of the Fearless Realm could not be faked.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Alright, start from the beginning, when did you enter the Fearless Sect, what experiences have you had over the years, and tell me about the situation within the sect."
"...Alright," The middle-aged man finally gritted his teeth and began to narrate.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded as he listened.
He felt that the Fearless Sect sounded scary, but it was actually just a small sect.
The sect's management was simple, crude, loose, and free, not so refined.
This stemmed from the disciples' firm belief in the Fearless Realm, fearless in their hearts, full of hope, and therefore not having such high demands on their current life in the sect.
They farmed to be self-sufficient, cultivated for a while, then went down the mountain to fight, returned to consolidate their progress, and then went down the mountain to challenge again after a while.
They would repeat this cycle, either stepping into the Grandmaster realm and leaving their small courtyard to go to the top of the mountain, or die.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Does the Fearless Sect have any missions, like killing someone?"
"If there were, everyone would be very happy, but I'm afraid there aren't any. There are very few missions throughout the year."
"You don't care who you kill?"
"Does it matter? Killing someone is killing someone."
"Innocent people, women and children?"
"Those people don't need us to kill them. We kill martial arts experts, we have to fight for our lives."
"Do you cooperate with any sects, or with any evil sects?"
"I don't know about that, we just follow orders."
"You're really confused."
"What does it matter if I know or don't know? Anyway, I can't disobey orders, otherwise being expelled from the Fearless Sect is more miserable than death."
He could now clearly see the Fearless Realm, and could better appreciate the fear of being expelled from the Fearless Sect.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "That's true, ...Alright, you know too little, what about the other two?"
"They are Grandmasters, they know more," Lu Gaoxuan looked enviously at the two young men.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly: "Will you be suspected if you go back now?"
"Only the three of us know, how can they suspect?"
"Kill the two of them?" Chu Zhiyuan pondered: "Otherwise, you'll be exposed.... Or rather, all three of you should be released..."
Lu Gaoxuan's spirits lifted: "Of course they have to be killed."
Chu Zhiyuan pondered.
Lu Gaoxuan quickly said: "If they are not killed, they will kill me."
If Chu Zhiyuan needed an informant, his value wouldn't be so high.
The two Grandmasters would have more information.
Perhaps Chu Zhiyuan would kill him first to avoid exposing the two of them.
It was best to strike first and kill the two of them.
Chu Zhiyuan sighed: "Fearless Sect disciples are not allowed to kill each other, right?"
"...Killing each other will prevent you from entering the Fearless Realm."
"You..." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "You are not suitable to be my eyes and ears."
He suddenly flashed and appeared behind a young man, striking him in the back with a palm.
"Chi chi chi chi..." Silver light flashed.
The young man, Wu Kuisheng, suddenly widened his eyes, the light in his eyes suddenly brightened, and his left palm flipped back to strike Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan waved his palm to meet it.
"Boom!" Like a thunderclap, Wu Kuisheng's body flew out and crashed heavily into the wall.
Chu Zhiyuan withdrew his palm and smiled at Wu Kuisheng: "Did you hear everything?"
