"Yes, that's why it took three and a half years to build this Demon Cult. Some parts were added later. Over there is the storeroom. Wanna take a look? There are all kinds of treasures inside."
Xia Lin looked at a courtyard not far away and asked curiously, "Since there are so many treasures inside, isn't there any guard? Isn't it very dangerous?"
Jiang Yun shook his head. "The lock of the storeroom is very special. Only specific people know how to open it. If there were guards, it would attract attention if a villain broke in. But over the years, no outsider has ever sneaked into the Demon Cult. Well, except for the spies within the cult!"
"Spies?" Xia Lin was surprised. "Jiang Yun, you know there are spies in the Demon Cult?" Jiang Yun nodded. "I can roughly guess who they are, though I'm not sure yet."
"Aren't you going to deal with them?"
Jiang Yun looked serious. "I haven't decided yet. Should I kill a thousand just to make sure I don't miss one, or should I find out for sure and then torture those spies to death!"
As Jiang Yun said this, a trace of killing intent emanated from him. Xia Lin, whose martial arts had improved greatly, could now sense such mysterious things as killing intent.
【Ding~ New task: Persuade Jiang Yun to make use of the spies and turn them. Task reward: Jiang Yun's blackening value will be reduced by 8 points. Failure penalty: Jiang Yun's identity as the leader of the Demon Cult will be exposed】
Xia Lin took a deep breath and grabbed Jiang Yun's hand. Seeing that familiar look on his face, Jiang Yun said helplessly, "Xiaolinzi, why do I feel like you're up to something again?"
Xia Lin showed his big white teeth with a smile. "Congratulations. You guessed right." There was nothing he could do. He also wanted to visit the Demon Cult properly and stay for a few days to experience it, but the system was causing trouble. Thinking about the consequences if Jiang Yun's identity as the leader of the Demon Cult was exposed, Xia Lin couldn't help shivering. No matter what, he had to get Jiang Yun to turn those spies.
Xia Lin grabbed Jiang Yun's hand and walked towards the place with stone chairs. "Jiang Yun, come here. I have something to tell you."
Jiang Yun was dragged by Xia Lin to sit on the stone chair under the big tree. Then he saw his beloved disciple, his "wife", staring at him seriously and saying, "I don't think your way of dealing with the spies is good. You shouldn't kill them!"
Oh no, he knew it. Xia Lin was being soft - hearted again. Calm down. Let's hear what reasons Xiaolinzi had this time.
"Jiang Yun, look. If you kill those spies, do you think other sects will stop sending new ones?"
Jiang Yun nodded. "Of course they will!" He understood such a simple truth. "So what? I'll kill every one that comes!"
Xia Lin shook his head, not in agreement. "That won't solve the fundamental problem. I think those spies can also become our spies planted in their original sects."
Jiang Yun frowned. "Xiaolinzi, do you mean double - agents?"
"Right. Turn them. Let them pass on information that's a mix of truth and falsehood to their original sects. Isn't this a better idea than the vicious cycle of them constantly sending spies, you constantly detecting them, and then killing them?"
After hearing this, Jiang Yun fell silent and lowered his head to think. Xia Lin watched him quietly, not urging. Finally, Jiang Yun asked, "What if they're not willing to be turned?"
Xia Lin asked the system, "System, if Jiang Yun is willing to turn the spies but fails, will the task be considered a failure?"