"Miss Song, you help me find an Emperor, and I'll help you figure out a way to wipe out the Evil Sect." Chu Zhiyuan said.
"Wipe out the Evil Sect?" Song Wantao frowned.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled. "Aren't you doing all this in order to eradicate the Evil Sect?"
"...I never thought of wiping out the Evil Sect." Song Wantao shook her head.
She wanted to accomplish the Immortal Evil Emperor; she still needed these Evil Sects to provide for her.
If they were all wiped out, she would be like water without a source, losing the root of her immortal power.
But if these Evil Sects continued to wreak havoc among the mortal world, their karma would be stained onto her.
It would eventually lead to her own demise.
That Emperor had been besieged and killed by the other Emperors precisely because of this.
She had to draw a lesson from it, to turn around the Evil Sects' mindset so they would no longer harm the world, and honestly farm the land instead—that would be best.
