The surroundings were unusually quiet.
Chen Feng remained silent, and nobody dared make a sound.
This was an era where the strong erged in abundance, and the apocalypse felt like a bloody sacrifice, with over 60% of the global population eting an untily death. The professionals, in contrast, absorbed this life elent to strengthen themselves.
Xu Zhe.
The very na was a taboo.
Chen Feng glanced over and saw the other standing aside, seemingly deep in thought. Countless ideas flickered in his eyes like a fleeting bloom of the evening primrose, blossoming, withering, and endlessly cycling, calculating every possibility.
His abilities were mysterious, and after awakening, his brain had been enhanced.
While others could only think of two or three outcos when analyzing problems, he could conjure a dozen thoughts in an instant, planning everything thoroughly without any hidden issues!
Such a person would be entrusted with important responsibilities no matter which force he joined. However... no one expected him to join a cult.
The Heart-devouring Sect.
The Sect Leader was an extremist and a fanatic who preached that swallowing fifty human hearts would turn one into a professional.
When disaster struck, ordinary people lived day to day in uncertainty, yet this rumor gave them a glimr of hope amid despair.
During that ti, J City experienced large-scale murder cases. So of the weaker survivors, won, children, and even the elderly, were often found dead in dark corners, bodies intact but their hearts gouged out.
Due to this, the Heart-devouring Sect incited the wrath of the entire city and faced purges from multiple forces. No matter how strong the sect was, it couldn’t withstand an entire city. In just two days, its foundations were uprooted, with the core mbers suffering heavy casualties, except for the Sect Leader, and only a few managed to escape, barely forming a threat.
Logically, the Heart-devouring Sect had no chance of reviving. Its base was eradicated, and all the believers were left hanging as a warning with their spines broken.
Yet, despite being weak and evil, the sect exploded again after a period of silence, this ti with a wildfire force sweeping the city.
With planning and scale, the city was unbeknownst fully infiltrated. Even so high-ranking officials had beco believers, acting as shields for the sect.
In just one week, over three hundred people were killed, plunging the city into panic.
And the mastermind behind this catastrophe was Xu Zhe.
So forces regrouped into an alliance, intending to purge the Heart-devouring Sect again, only to fall into Xu Zhe’s trap. Thirty-so professionals were killed, their hearts gouged out, their bodies stripped and discarded in the wilderness.
Victory was achieved.
The Heart-devouring Sect grew bolder, with its mbership swelling to over two thousand at its peak. Driven by the doctrine, every mber was a maniac, all eager to devour hearts to beco professionals.
A tumor!
This was nothing less than a tumor!
During that period, even professionals dared not venture out alone, fearing the sect’s believers would ambush them, using their hearts as food.
It was then that Xu Zhe beca known as the executioner, wanted by the entire city.
No one understood why Xu Zhe, who clearly had better prospects, chose to join a cult, committing countless bloody cris.
However, one thing attracted so attention. Xu Zhe publicly declared that if Yang Zheng’s limbs were broken and he was thrown out of J City, he would imdiately disband the Heart-devouring Sect and cease evil forever.
He even said he would commit suicide to atone!
By that ti, however, Yang Zheng had already risen in power, not only holding a high official position but also founding a battle group that made him one of the three major powers in J City. Who would dare accept Xu Zhe’s proposal when faced with such a figure?
This matter was a topic of much debate.
The hatred between Yang Zheng and Xu Zhe was laid bare for all to see. So rumors suggested Yang Zheng killed Xu Zhe’s woman, sparking this enmity.
However...
That assertion was quickly overturned.
In that era, won had already beco commodities. As long as one could afford it, not just one but even ten or a hundred, a beckoning finger would bring them to your bedside.
So high-ranking individuals fully indulged their dark sides, with endless variations—mothers and daughters, sisters, even brother and sister. Whatever you wanted, it was achievable.
To oppose an entire city for one woman and commit such atrocious acts was simply impossible for those in power to fathom.
After all, they were used to considering situations from their perspective. Being professionals, and top-level ones at that, would they lack won?
Even a fool could answer that question.
Yet now, facing the situation firsthand, Chen Feng discovered that perhaps this was truly the reason Xu Zhe joined the Heart-devouring Sect!
Yang Zheng’s lechery was well-known.
The three hundred concubines were not fictitious.
Yang Zheng, greedy by nature, would pay any price to get what he desired. How could Liang Jingyao resist such a tyrant?
Either submit willingly or... face a dead end.
Chen Feng had not expected Xu Zhe to be such a sentintalist, ready to discard humanity for a woman, to truly rage with a crowned head, to truly flood the seas with blood.
Xu Zhe knew that Yang Zheng had imnse power, and to avenge himself, he must find an alternative path!
Chen Feng couldn’t judge whether this was right or wrong.
For the sake of one woman, he opposed the world. His intention was rely revenge, but in the process, he caused too much slaughter, countless families shattered, innocents having their chests torn open and hearts gouged out, flesh and bones scattered in the fields, forming a mass grave.
To be detested? But also admirable!
Chen Feng’s thoughts churned, sparking a bit of admiration for talent. Naturally, he wished to recruit Xu Zhe under his command, one because his talent was extraordinary, and two, his abilities remarkable.
Even in the weakness of the Heart-devouring Sect, Xu Zhe aided its rise, maneuvered through various forces, and turned a few battles in their favor.
Such a talent.
Born to manage.
Wei Xun, despite being silver-ranked, lacked managent talent. He was more like a general, more suited for expedition and battle, to expand power.
Xu Zhe was the best candidate, and with him guarding this place, everything would be perfectly organized without a single error.
Letting such a person go would be a great loss!
A dragon has inverse scales, touch them and face death!
If without desires, one becos unyielding and truly fearless.
With inverse scales cos a weakness, indicating that deep down, he has concerns. To control such a person, you must target his weakness...
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