"Supreme Elder..."

Hearing the term "Supreme Elder," the expression on the Spirit Control Sect Leader’s lovely face changed.

She knitted her fine brows and bit her lip, a complex look clouding her eyes.

A mixture of resistance, shyness, and perhaps even fear.

"Well..." After a moment’s hesitation, she carefully chose her words and said uncertainly.

"Asking the Supreme Elder to act will have major repercussions. Regarding the matter of pressuring the Cyan Profound Sect, could the Four Shadows handle it instead?"

"With the strength of the Four Shadows, suppressing the Cyan Profound Sect should be possible, right?"

However, Wuying didn’t hesitate to shake his head and reject the Sect Leader’s idea.

"No."

"It can’t be done."

High-level Cultivators are very precise in their assessment of power.

"Even if all Four Shadows were deployed, we could only suppress the Cyan Profound Sect. But against the Golden Wind Jade Dew Formation and the Emerald Ruyi—a combination of a Tier Four grand formation and a Tier Four Spiritual Treasure..."

"The Four Shadows... are far too weak."

Wuying felt no shame in admitting this.

The gap between major realms was not something that could be overcome by ’spiritual atom bombs’ like willpower or courage.

"The Cyan Profound Sect is, after all, a Golden Core power. Even in its current state of decline, you need Tier Four combat strength to subjugate them."

"Sect Leader, this matter concerns the thousand-year foundation of our sect. I implore you to prioritize the sect’s overall situation and not to refuse any longer..."

"You must convince the Supreme Elder to act!"

Wuying said.

"Mmm..."

Listening to his words, the Spirit Control Sect Leader sighed, her expression complex.

"I understand."

"I will personally go to pay my respects to the Supreme Elder shortly."

...

Deep within Spider Demon Ridge.

The dense forest blotted out the sky and sun.

As she walked deeper, the light grew progressively dimmer.

In its place was a darkness that was deeper, more condensed.

Even for the Spirit Control Sect Leader, a respected Crystallization cultivator, her sight, senses, and Divine Sense were all impeded in this environment.

At the same time, a skittering sound filled the darkness—SKITTER SKITTER—as if countless spiders were crawling and weaving through it, making one’s skin crawl with an unconscious sense of horror.

’Don’t listen.’

’Don’t look.’

’Just walk forward.’

The Spirit Control Sect Leader warned herself and pressed on.

Soon, the last ray of sunlight vanished without a trace.

She couldn’t see her hand in front of her face; only gloomy darkness remained.

The surrounding space, time, and environment all began to feel unreal.

Darkness, a pure and solid darkness.

It became the sole master of this space!

The Sun-Eating Demon Spider Emperor, an Ancient Exotic Species.

The place where it dwelled was one where light was devoured, the sun was swallowed, and darkness reigned!

It could beguile the spirit, bewilder the soul, and throw the mind into chaos!

"Haaa..."

The Spirit Control Sect Leader stood in the gloom, her chest rising and falling, her breathing quickening.

Just then.

"Oh my..."

A charming and languid voice sounded out.

SWISH.

In the void.

Pristine white spider silk stretched and pulled taut.

The darkness before her rippled like water.

A peerlessly beautiful woman emerged, clad in nothing but strands of spider silk that strategically covered her body.

Her waterfall of purple hair cascaded down to her feet, her somewhat narrow purple eyes glinted with a dangerous light, and a playful, barely-there smile touched the corners of her mouth.

Demonic, languid, dangerous!

The Tier Four Transformed Great Demon, the Sun-Eating Demon Spider Emperor!

An absolute monster!

"So you’ve come?"

The Spider Demon Empress smiled charmingly. With a light tap of her lotus-like feet, she walked over to the Spirit Control Sect Leader and twirled a lock of her hair.

"Senior..." the Spirit Control Sect Leader’s voice trembled slightly.

"Hm?"

The Spider Demon Empress raised an eyebrow.

The Spirit Control Sect Leader trembled and timidly lowered her head. "My Lady Sister!"

"Now, that’s more like it..." The Spider Demon Empress reached out with a triumphant smile and ruffled her hair.

"Mmm... As expected of a descendant of Qiu’er’s family. So adorable..."

As if treating a pet, the Spider Demon Empress leaned in and murmured softly.

"Haaa..."

Hot breath escaped her luscious red lips, warming the Spirit Control Sect Leader’s earlobe.

The Spirit Control Sect Leader’s face flushed red, full of bashful embarrassment, and she shifted uncomfortably.

But...

This was her duty.

Her duty as a descendant of the founder and as the Sect Leader of the Spirit Control Sect!

To serve the Spider Demon Empress!

Contrary to what most people would think.

Before the founder of the Spirit Control Sect passed away at the end of her lifespan, she hadn’t placed any restrictive measures on her bonded spiritual beast, the Sun-Eating Demon Spider Emperor!

In fact, this Golden Core cultivator had even taken the initiative to destroy the Life Plate Soul Contract, granting the Spider Demon Empress her freedom!

After all.

On one hand, there was her bonded spiritual beast, who had been with her for hundreds of years since she was weak, a companion with whom she shared a deep bond.

On the other, there were clan members separated by more than a dozen generations, whose names she could barely even remember...

Her own kin?

Sorry.

She barely knew them.

Out of this selfish sentiment, the Spirit Control Sect’s founder destroyed and nullified the Life Plate Soul Contract.

Strictly speaking, after the founder passed away, the Spider Demon Empress was completely free!

However, her affection for the master extended to the master’s home.

This Transformed Great Demon ultimately remained with the Spirit Control Sect, enjoying the sect’s Tier Four Spirit Vein and all sorts of luxurious, generous offerings—including from the successive Sect Leaders themselves!

After teasing the Spirit Control Sect Leader for a while,

SNAP.

The Spider Demon Empress snapped her fingers.

SWISH.

Spider silk emerged from the darkness, weaving together.

It formed two hanging chairs.

"Alright, sit."

"This time... what is it now?"

"Haaa..." The Spirit Control Sect Leader let out a soft sigh.

She sat down in the silk hanging chair, composed herself, and then spoke.

"It’s like this..."

The Spirit Control Sect Leader spoke succinctly.

She briefly explained the situation regarding the New Continent Domain, the Cyan Profound Sect, and the Nanyaoguang Corporation.

"My Lady Sister, if you could travel to the Cyan Profound Sea Region."

"To act as a deterrent, subjugate the Cyan Profound Sect, and take control of the Nanyaoguang Corporation, it would be of immense benefit to our sect’s development..."

"This New Continent Domain could also produce more offerings for you..."

"I beg of you!"

The Spirit Control Sect Leader said, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"The Cyan Profound Sect... Oh, you mean the Profound Yin Sect."

The Spider Demon Empress tilted her head, a flash of recognition in her long, narrow purple eyes.

"Speaking of which... I met Qingxuan two hundred years ago."

"By my calculations, that old schemer should be long dead by now, right?"

"Mmm..." The Spider Demon Empress chuckled.

She crossed her arms and stretched languidly. Her waterfall of purple hair spilled down, clinging to her perfectly proportioned, sensuously rounded curves, adding to her allure.

"If that’s the case, I suppose I can make a trip."

"You agree?!" The Spirit Control Sect Leader’s eyelashes fluttered, her face lighting up with joy.

"That’s wonderful..."

"Mm, but... not right now."

"Eh?" The Spirit Control Sect Leader froze.

The Spider Demon Empress’s expression was calm as the fluctuations of Demon Power from her body suddenly surged, and she explained.

"Tier Four Mid Stage?!"

"You... you broke through?"

The Spirit Control Sect Leader’s face was a mask of shock.

"Mm-hm." The Spider Demon Empress nodded, looking rather pleased with herself.

"I broke through seven years ago... I’ve spent the last few years stabilizing my realm and familiarizing myself with my bloodline abilities."

"Right now, I need about two more years to stabilize it completely..."

The Spider Demon Empress said.

"I see..." The Spirit Control Sect Leader voiced her understanding.

For any Cultivator, their Cultivation Realm is their top priority.

Compared to stabilizing one’s realm, the matter of the New Continent Domain naturally had to take a backseat!

"For the next two years... let’s try diplomacy before force. Send a diplomatic notice to the Cyan Profound Sect ordering them to hand over all information, channels, and strongholds related to the new continent."

"This Nanyaoguang Corporation... mmm, that annual profit of nearly a million Spirit Stones, we need to get our hands on that too."

"Within our sea region, seize control of this corporation’s bases and personnel. Confiscate their Spiritual Objects and Spirit Stones... You can make up a reason. I can’t be bothered to think of one."

The Spider Demon Empress ordered casually.

"If we do that, won’t we be... alerting the enemy?"

The Spirit Control Sect Leader asked worriedly.

"Will we?"

The Spider Demon Empress retorted.

"This is just a small warning."

"Besides... in two years, I’ll be making a trip to the Cyan Profound Sea Region myself."

"Even if the Cyan Profound Sect is on guard, in just two years... what can they possibly do?"

"Surely they can’t produce a Tier Four powerhouse in just two years, can they?"

"That’s just ridiculous!"

The Spider Demon Empress scoffed in disdain.

"Qinghe is already old and decrepit, his lifespan nearly at its end. The probability of him attaining a Golden Core is probably less than one percent..."

"I doubt he could even form a True Method Golden Core, let alone survive the even more terrifying Golden Core Tribulation!"

"Mmm..."

The Spirit Control Sect Leader’s fine brows furrowed slightly.

She instinctively felt something was off, but after thinking it over, she found no grounds to refute it.

After all.

Two years.

To a high-level Cultivator, that was a very short time.

Refining a batch of pills, comprehending a technique, entering a single session of seclusion...

And just like that, the time would be gone, wouldn’t it?

’There’s nothing to worry about!’