Infinite Evolution: My Idle Evolution System

Lang Qingyue was still seething, but she nonetheless kept Necro's cautionary advice close to her heart. She refused to lose her life at this juncture.

She had to get her revenge first!

Necro sighed at the unnaturally high amount of killing intent rolling out in waves around Lang Qingyue. He was still a bit worried that she'd do something dangerous, but he couldn't coddle her under his wings forever.

"Get going," he ended up saying. "Attack them when their guard is at its lowest—right now—in the twilight hour."

FWIP! FWIP!

With that, the Shadow Tree Soldiers and Lang Qingyue flickered into the horizon—their destination being the south of the coastline.

Meanwhile, within the Greenflame and Hundred-eyed Sects, joyous celebrations were being held on account of recent profitable negotiations with Barbarian Lord Usopp. It may have taken months to reach a consensus, but it was all worth it in the end, for they came out with the most benefits.

"Haha, Sect Leader Mo, you truly are a visionary!" Sect Leader Hundred-eyed praised as he clinked his wine cup with Mo Fuchan's. "Who would've thought it would be so easy to get those savages in line?? They've declined so much over the years!"

"Hoho~, it's really nothing much. Nothing much!" Mo Fuchan laughed with poorly concealed smugness. "I just saw the opportunity, so I reached out and grabbed it!"

"But without you, none of this would've gone so smoothly, so instead of you praising me, I should be the one praising you!" he added to be cordial. "And best of all, the settlements we ravaged were the belongings of a bunch of monkeys, so the higher-ups in the Righteous Faction won't hold us accountable for anything!"

"Haha, Brother Mo, we both know the Righteous Faction wouldn't care either way," said Sect Leader Hundred-eyed. "We may be from two different factions with different ideologies on the surface, but we all pursue the same thing.

Immortality.

And no matter what we have to do to reach for the land of Immortals, we'll do it."

Mo Fuchan went silent.

The tension in the room seemed to multiply manifold. Yet just as it felt like the Greenflame Sect Leader would angrily retort the hearsay of the Hundred-eyed Sect Leader, the tension abruptly vanished.

"Well said, brother." Mo Fuchan clinked his wine cup against the Hundred-eyed Sect Leader's. "You're right. In this world, it doesn't matter which faction you're from or what you have to do to succeed—we're all cut from the same stalk."

"Indeed, indeed, so let's celebrate!" the Hundred-eyed Sect Leader waved in some servants dragging along several beautiful but dead-eyed women. "These were the finest among those captured from the Barbarian Tribes we raided. There was one other of remarkable beauty who escaped, but I promise these ones aren't any worse."

"Ho~?" Mo Fuchan eyed the lifeless beauties with a lecherous gleam. "You sure know how to provide hospitality, brother~"

'This perverted bastard is the same as always,' Sect Leader Hundred-eyed thought with a smile. 'Throw him a few pieces of fresh meat and he'll go along with whatever you say.'

The only downside was that Mo Fuchan was notoriously known for discarding the pretties he no longer found 'interesting'. This usually led to the girls ending up with an even worse fate than what they had sleeping by his bedside.

'I'm still dealing with that troublesome case from years ago involving that one girl,' thought Sect Leader Hundred-eyed. 'But it's fine. After all, that girl was also in line for the Sect Leader position of the Greenflame Sect. Controlling her would've proved far more challenging than guiding this lascivious buffoon.'

"N-No… Please-..."

SLAP!

"Shut up, bitch," Mo Fuchan growled, letting his hands continue to roam a beautiful half-nude girl's body. "If I want to touch you, I can. You're just a slave. Know your place!"

SLAP!

He slapped the girl again. From his twisted facial expression, it was obvious that he was deriving some kind of sick pleasure from abusing her against her will.

The Hundred-eyed Sect Leader gave no comment about Sect Leader Greenflame's brutish behavior. He even told the courtesans in the background to continue dancing and singing.

"P-P…Please, Young Lord, spare me-...!"

SLAP!

"Bend over properly!" Mo Fuchan ordered as he pushed her to the ground, with her most precious place being unveiled by the beast standing over her. "I want to use your body. You should feel honored."

Despair consumed the girl and all the other slave girls being forced to watch this disgusting act. But just then…

BOOOOM!!

"!?" "!?"

A sudden explosion reverberated.

"Damn it!" Mo Fuchan said with a fierce growl, zipping his pants back up. "Who is that dares interrupt this Lord's fun!?"

Sect Leader Hundred-eye narrowed his eyes. He blurred a second later, reappearing on top of the building they were in.

Making use of his Half-step Qi Condensation Realm cultivation, Sect Leader Hundred-eye scanned the surroundings. His eyes immediately widened when he saw the current dilapidated state of his Sect.

Fury became him as the aura he exuded pressured everything for hundreds of meters.

"COURTING DEATH!!!"

"I'LL KILL YOU ALL—"

In the midst of bursting forward in a mindless rage, Sect Leader Hundred-eyed was suddenly hit in the side by an overwhelming force.

"Wh-....!?"

He was sent barreling into a grouping of buildings, his life and death unknown.

A Shadow Tree Soldier showed its terrifying face right after, standing where the Hundred-eyed Sect Leader once stood. Next to this tall, eerie creature was an icy-faced beautiful woman.

Lang Qingyue stared at where the Hundred-eyed Sect Leader crashed before turning around. She waved at Lazy, the Shadow Tree Soldier that accompanied her.

"Bring him back alive," she commanded coldly, speaking to him far differently than she normally would. "Scum like him isn't allowed to die so easily. Same as with—"

FWIP!

"—the one in here."

"Huh!?" Mo Fuchan roared, aggressively pushing away the half-naked crying woman. "Who the hell are you-...!?"

"Shut up."

Lang Qingyue flickered in front of him, and due to his underestimation of her, she was able to grab his face.

"!!!"

Without giving him a chance to speak, she pivoted forward, using all her strength to smash him into the ground.

"Kuk!!!"

The earth splintered, with Sect Leader Greenflame coughing up large amounts of blood.

The foundations of the building they were in started to crack in multiple areas. The pillars holding up the place also began to show signs of massive deterioration, with total collapse a definite possibility.

Lang Qingyue coldly looked up from the heavily injured man. Upon noticing how much damage she caused, she closed her eyes.

Then she opened them.

WHOOOOM—!

Without waiting for the building to collapse naturally, Lang Qingyue pushed away the walls and roof with a tangible purple energy.

Half-step Qi Condensation Realm!

"Y-You…!"

Sect Leader Greenflame's mind swirled with thoughts as his erratically flickering eyes zoned in on the indomitable woman slowly descending from a slight hovering position.

'Is this bitch an assassin sent from the Unorthodox Faction??'

Mo Fuchan glanced over at the other Sect Leader. He saw that Sect Leader Hundred-eye was uselessly attempting to resist the staggering power of the tall wooden creature—this made him discard his previous thought.

'No, these people are not from the Unorthodox Faction, as they aren't working together with Sect Leader Hundred-eye. This means I wasn't betrayed…'

But then… Who was this woman and that shadowy tree creature…!?