Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength

"Thank you, senior, for your body, I'm very grateful, but my own body is of no interest to you," Meng Yu said indifferently. Meng Yu had previously contemplated committing suicide repeatedly to form a Great Formation; it was merely talk, however, not out of fear of damaging his Divine Soul, nor was this method unfeasible, but he couldn't start that way, fearing his body might be used as a mold. He planned to pull off a major coup on the Ascension List, and when that time came, many would study him. The thought of numerous people dissecting his corpse was simply horrifying. Bai Hu glared at Meng Yu with a mix of embarrassment and anger. Despite Meng Yu's courteous treatment, the unconscious her had lost some things. Blood, some hair, and she was certain her entire body had been thoroughly scanned by his spells. This meant Meng Yu now had some of Bai Hu's information, but it didn't matter much since as a Nascent Soul, dying here wouldn't affect her much. Meng Yu, on the other hand, was different. "I can give you my body, but what can you give me?" the young man with white hair asked flatly. "It doesn't matter, really. If you're willing to give, I'll take. If not, I'll look elsewhere. With so many Nascent Souls, I'm sure I can kill a few and drag them back here," Meng Yu replied, shrugging his shoulders in jest. Some Nascent Soul Sages are like rich people; you can't expect to take advantage of them. It's better to be self-reliant. The steps of the four people paused for a moment. As Nascent Souls, they were revered deities, yet here they were, listening to such heretical words from Cao Defang. Forget his boldness, the spirit he displayed was admirable. "Interesting, interesting." It had been many years since they'd seen such a brave Foundation Establishment cultivator. "I have a few disciples who could come and help. Do you have any plans?" "No need, I'll play by myself." Showing the four people around was picking a side. Meng Yu couldn't go against both the righteous and the wicked factions on the Ascension List; he had to declare a stance. But his own enterprise was just beginning; he couldn't allow others to buy in. "Still hunting Nascent Souls, have you no shame?" Little Fox commented with a curled lip. Nascent Souls masters control the Vital Energy between heaven and earth, and though Meng Yu had just killed seventy-four Cultivators, if he faced a prepared Master, a Master would not fear him, let alone escape. "What's there to be afraid of? Your Master might escape, but can the Taiyi Sect and the other Four Great Sects? They called forth heroes from across the world for a grand competition, and then someone came hunting them, causing them to flee in terror. Do you think that would look bad for them?" "You alone, against the Four Great Sects?" the little Fox Woman's eyes widened. The Four Great Sects were not like the Eternal Night Palace; they occupied the Central Plains, possess numerous covetable Grotto Heavens and blessed lands, and are immensely powerful. "It's not like I just cut off a fox's tail, is it?" At that moment, Meng Yu looked up to observe a group of people emerging in the distance. They were flying in the air, the leader shrouded in black mist, followed by several Cultivators all enveloped in the same black mist. Their clothing identified them as from the Eternal Night Palace, and the leader had reached the front of the Great Formation. "Weren't the rules that only one Cultivator could be invited in by a Nascent Soul expert?" Meng Yu asked in surprise. "As long as you have enough Spirit Stones, the Four Great Sects are very happy to allow entry to a few more from friendly Sects." "But is the Eternal Night Palace considered a friendly Sect?" "As long as you have the Spirit Stones." The red-haired woman speaking had a magnificent appearance akin to a rose, complete with a fluffy red tail, as she stared intently at Meng Yu. "Do you need my help?" "No need." Meng Yu addressed everyone and then raised an eyebrow towards the people outside. "Hey, Nascent Soul pal, are we going one-on-one, or are you planning to rush me with your whole crew?" ... Sleepless City. A large number of combatants gathered, city Formations activated one by one, Golden Cores readied for battle, and Meng Yu's cave mansion was at the center of the encirclement. A person shrouded in black mist stood near the sea of blood. ... A hundred miles outside the city, there was a hot spring where Master Lihua and a group of Golden Core Masters waited for the past few days. This was the designated meeting place between Meng Yu and Mirror Twelve after Mirror Twelve had devoured five giant ships and then submerged into the earth's veins, deep into the Fiery Flames, leaving a message to meet Meng Yu here upon awakening. The hot spring bubbled, the water temperature rising, and the ground began to tremble as if a volcano was about to erupt. If not for the concealing Formation, the anomalies would have been detected long ago. ... On the Ascension List. Meng Yu rested his hand on the long sabre, eager to act, but those around him furrowed their brows. They were all Nascent Souls, who had witnessed countless gifted juniors, but never someone as intriguing as Cao Defang. And if this person was Meng Yu from overseas, that made it all the more interesting. "There's no need to pick on the younger generation." This was Bai Hu. "One-on-one is fine. He fought today, but his momentum is already spent, wait at least a day." This was the Red Fox. "Have some dignity, will you? Eternal Night Palace has embarrassed itself: one Meng Yu sent you scrambling, and now here's a Cao Defang. If Cao Defang is Meng Yu, you ought to consider whether the Eternal Night Palace should even keep its signboard." This was the white-haired young man. "Agreed." This was spoken by the spooky middle-aged man.