This is the Mad Southern's Woman, This is My Woman!

Ye Chen had made up his mind.

It was because all the Ghost Witch Cult's upper echelons, including the cult master, had been killed by him. Even the Hell Demon and the almighty Sorcerer God were no exception!

Most of the survivors were low-level disciples. If they were killed as well, someone would take over the Ghost Witch Cult and continue to do evil.

Rather than that, it would be better that they were subdued. At the same time, it would help Ye Chen gather some power. Perhaps it would be useful at a special time!

Yinshi was shocked. He did not expect him to ask such a question, "Master, c-can I do it?"

"If I say you can, then you can!"

Ye Chen shook his head decisively. With a thought, the blood-colored sword that he obtained from the main hall appeared in his hand.

Yinshi was already used to his unpredictable methods.

"This sword will grant you an even greater gain in strength!"