I have a city in another world

Chapter 7099 Request for Cooperation
The moment the unexpected change occurred, the Blood Demon Sect cultivators, clad in blood and grime, froze. Their greed and arrogance were instantly replaced by vigilance, and dozens of sinister gazes were fixed on Tang Zhen, as if trying to see right through his bones.

It's just the death of a comrade, why are they so moved?

Even a few cultivators who were a little further away from Leng Mofeng had a fleeting, almost imperceptible smug look in their eyes.

Leng Mofeng, that bastard, is used to running rampant in the sect because of his family's connections. He's incredibly arrogant and has offended at least a hundred fellow disciples.

Now that this arrogant and conceited fellow has stumbled, it's a cause for celebration for them.

But upon further reflection, they couldn't help but feel alarmed.

No matter how annoying Leng Mofeng is, he is now in the same boat as them, and is the face of the Blood Demon Sect.

In front of so many cultivators, a core disciple of the Blood Demon Sect was casually killed. This slap was clearly a slap in the face to the entire Blood Demon Sect.

What's even more deadly is that the faint killing intent was directed at them.

No one could guarantee that Tang Zhen's seemingly calm hands wouldn't suddenly grab their own necks in the next second.

To nip a problem in the bud, you must remove it at the root. When faced with a hidden danger whose depths are unclear, the best approach is to strike first and destroy it completely.

Which of the Blood Demon Sect cultivators present hadn't taken dozens of lives? Given even the slightest chance, they would unleash their most powerful demonic techniques without hesitation and tear Tang Zhen to shreds.

But where is the opportunity?
The scene of Tang Zhen's attack just now was like a brand branded with ice, smashing hard into their hearts.

It was a kind of oppressive aura that could not be measured by realm, as high as a mountain or a prison, unscalable.

They had only experienced this feeling with the Blood Demon Sect's patriarch, who had been in seclusion for many years, but upon closer examination, it was completely different.

The ancestor's aura was bloody and violent, carrying the ferocity to burn mountains and boil seas; while Tang Zhen's aura was terrifyingly calm. If they hadn't witnessed him kill two cultivators of the same level with a flick of his finger, everyone present would probably have thought of him as a mortal who couldn't even kill a chicken, even the old farmer wielding a hoe at the village entrance had more vitality than him.

The more ordinary something is, the more eerie it seems.

These ruthless killers held their breath, their knuckles white as they gripped their magical artifacts, none of them daring to make a move.

The cultivators from various factions watching from afar also sensed something was wrong. They didn't dare to breathe loudly, their eyes as solemn as if they had been tempered with lead.

This godforsaken place is already a perilous spot where one is almost certain to die; a slight misstep could mean losing your life. If the Blood Demon Sect and Tang Zhen were to actually fight, the aftershocks could drag these onlookers into the fray, leaving them dead without even knowing why.

For a moment, a deathly silence enveloped the entire valley. The wind swept through, carrying with it a strong smell of blood. The two sides were on the verge of battle, and the killing intent in the air was almost tangible.

At this critical moment, a red figure stepped out.

That was the senior sister in red from the Blood Demon Sect. Her scarlet robe trailed on the ground, the hem embroidered with dark gold bat patterns that swayed gracefully with her steps. She was extremely beautiful, but her eyes held a ruthless and decisive glint. Her lips parted slightly, and her voice, clear and cold like the clash of jade, broke the deathly silence in the room: "Fellow Daoist, please hold your hand."

She said this to Tang Zhen, without a trace of resentment at the killing of her fellow disciples, as if the deaths of the two cultivators were nothing more than stepping on two ants that were in her way.

Tang Zhen looked up at her, his gaze indifferent, and said nothing.

The senior sister in red felt a slight chill in her heart, but her face remained calm as she continued, "Leng Mofeng was arrogant and spoke wildly. His death at your hands was entirely his own fault, and he has no one else to blame. My Blood Demon Sect is clear about gratitude and resentment and will never make things difficult for you because of this matter."

These words stunned not only the Blood Demon Sect cultivators, but even the onlookers in the distance were secretly astonished. This senior sister in red was indeed a ruthless character; for the sake of the greater good, she could even disregard the dignity of her fellow disciples.

The senior sister in red, however, paid no heed to the stares of others. She knew that turning against Tang Zhen now would be tantamount to suicide. That fool Leng Mofeng, relying on his cultivation level, dared to boss around an unfathomable expert, talking about recruiting him as a servant—it was like a death wish. If a fight broke out, all of them combined wouldn't even be enough to fill Tang Zhen's teeth.

Rather than risk a lose-lose situation, it's better to go with the flow.

She changed the subject, her tone softening slightly, and a touch of just the right amount of sincerity: "Fellow Daoist, your strength is extraordinary, you must also be here for the treasures of the Dimensional Secret Realm. To be honest, my Blood Demon Sect is also skilled in exploring secret realms, and we have a method to overcome dangerous places. However, the secret realm is fraught with danger, full of traps, and even harbors the remnants of demonic gods. With our strength alone, I'm afraid it would be difficult for us to escape unscathed."

At this point, she bowed slightly, adopting an extremely humble posture: "I dare to suggest that we cooperate with you, fellow Daoist. We are willing to act as the vanguard, investigating traps and dismantling mechanisms. You only need to step in at crucial moments to protect us. You may choose any treasures within the secret realm first. My Blood Demon Sect only seeks a share. What do you think, fellow Daoist?"

These words were well-chosen, giving Tang Zhen ample face while highlighting the benefits of cooperation. Though called cooperation, it was practically tantamount to vassalage, yet the red-robed senior sister felt no humiliation whatsoever. What was face worth in the face of absolute power? Preserving her life and obtaining the treasures within the secret realm were the real matters.

Tang Zhen listened, gently stroking his chin with his fingertips, without saying a word.

Seeing this, the senior disciple in red felt a pang of anxiety and added, "Fellow Daoist, rest assured, the Blood Demon Sect always keeps its word. If you agree, I will immediately restrain my disciples. Anyone who dares to disrespect you, I will behead them first!"

Having said that, she turned around abruptly, her sharp gaze sweeping over the group of Blood Demon Sect cultivators behind her, and she coldly shouted, "Did you all hear that? From now on, Fellow Daoist Tang Zhen is our ally. Anyone who dares to speak disrespectfully or secretly trip us up, don't blame me for not showing any mercy to our fellow disciples!"

The group of cultivators fell silent, nodding in agreement. Although they were unwilling, they knew that their senior sister was right; being able to latch onto Tang Zhen was better than dying in the secret realm.

The senior sister in red then turned around and looked at Tang Zhen, her eyes filled with anticipation.

An unintentional glance swept past Tang Zhen and landed on Feng Jiu Kui in the crowd.

When Feng Jiu Kui was looked at like that, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The hair on his body stood on end, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his robes. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet Tang Zhen's gaze, but his teeth were clenched so tightly that they were grinding, and his eyes were filled with terror and ferocity.

It’s over.

Leng Mofeng and another cultivator are dead, and someone has to take the blame. Tang Zhen is incredibly powerful, and the sect certainly wouldn't dare to provoke him. Wouldn't they end up being the ones to blame?

When I return this time, the sect and their relatives will probably take action against me to quell their anger!

No, we absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die! We must make plans as soon as possible!
Feng Jiu Kui's fingers gripped the hem of his clothes tightly, his nails almost digging into his flesh, as he quickly calculated a way to escape.

Tang Zhen looked at the senior sister in red, a half-smile playing on his lips: "Cooperation is possible. However, I have a condition."

The senior sister in red was overjoyed and quickly said, "Fellow Daoist, please speak!"

"Once you enter the secret realm, you must obey my orders." Tang Zhen's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable domineering aura. "If anyone dares to disobey or act on their own, their fate will be the same as those two on the ground."

He pointed to the corpses of Leng Mofeng and the other man on the ground, his tone calm, yet carrying a chilling undertone.

The senior sister in red replied without hesitation, "Alright! We'll do as you say, fellow Daoist!"

She knew in her heart that although the conditions seemed harsh, they were actually a safety net for them. With a powerful figure like Tang Zhen backing them up, the dangers in the secret realm could be reduced by at least half.

As for those treasures?

The most important thing is to survive the secret realm.

Those watching from afar breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the two sides reconcile, but at the same time became even more wary of the mysterious and unpredictable Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen remained silent, looking at the group of Blood Demon Sect cultivators who appeared to be united on the surface but were actually at odds, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The dimensional secret realm of otherworldly demon gods?
He was determined to get the treasures inside.

As for this group of Blood Demon Sect cultivators?

They were just cannon fodder used to scout ahead.

They were lucky to escape the secret realm alive.

If not...

It's good that he's dead, saving him the trouble of doing anything.