John wanted to protest against this plan as he heard it, but remained silent.
'This does align with my previous plan of sneaking into the Bloodfiend Sect to steal some scythes. While I was half joking on that matter, it seems like this matter is not a joke.'
"Why me?" John couldn't help but ask for clarification on the plan. "Wouldn't it be better to send someone stronger, or someone...less…"
"Valuable to the sect?" Thunderzen interrupted John, finishing what he was struggling to say.
A wry smile appeared on John's face, but he didn't argue against the Sect Leaders' guess. While John didn't like putting himself on a pedestal, he was without a doubt the most talented youth in the sect. Any sect would find it extremely risky to send their most promising disciple into enemy territory, where one mistake would spell their death.
"You're not wrong," Thunderzen confirmed John's thoughts on the matter. "It would be much more advisable to send someone stronger, or someone less promising to the sect on this mission...however, much like our spies already in the Bloodfiend Sect, they would fail."
"Fail? Why?" John asked.
"The reasons are simple," Thunderzen replied. "First, if we send someone stronger, like an Elder, he would have to assume the identity of an Elder of the Bloodfiend Sect. The Elders all know each other extremely well, and would quickly pick up on odd mannerisms, exposing the Elder for the fraud he is. That only leaves a disciple to go in their place, as the Elder's have only known the disciples for a year or less.
However, an average disciple doing there would accomplish nothing. Even a strong disciple would fare no better. Only a disciple who could stand on top of their peers and look down from above would draw enough attention from the Elders. It is that attention that we need, as only when you are important in the Bloodfiend Sect's eyes will they divulge any information to you," Thunderzen explained.
John nodded his head in agreement at this assessment. What the Sect Leader said truly did make sense. However, he had one more question to ask before he was fully convinced.
"That does make sense and all, but I have one more question before I agree. Isn't there a chance I get exposed, much like that incident with the dragon at our entrance exam ceremony?" John asked.
The dragon had detected the spy within the entrance exams midsts, and had quickly rooted that spy out.
"Truly a good question," Thunderzen replied. "But not one you have to worry about."
"I don't have to worry about being detected? Why's that?" John asked once more.
Thunderzen smiled as he replied. "That's because of the hubris of the Bloodfiend Sect, and their trust in their cultivation pathway. When you think of the Bloodfiend Sect disciples, what comes to mind?" Thunderzen asked.
John thought about the question for a moment before replying. "The disciples I met in my homeland, as well as the ancient city, all had a few traits in common. They were brutal, ruthless, and bloodthirsty," John replied.
"That is correct," Thunderzen confirmed. "Those traits are what is needed to survive in the Bloodfiend Sect. Without those qualities, one is destined to be stepped on, or killed, within the sect. When those qualities triumph in a cultivator, it seeps into their very core, and as a result, aura. I'm sure you've noticed that every single aura of the Bloodfiend Sect's disciples that you ran into was bloodthirsty and evil."
John nodded his head in confirmation. The aura's of every Bloodfiend Sect disciple he had fought had these traits.
"It's this very aura that allows the Bloodfiend Sect to be confident in their screening process. Such aura's are unable to be faked, and only those that truly walk the Forbidden Path of cultivation are able to achieve such bloodthirsty and evil aura's. All of us Honorable Pathway cultivators cannot achieve such a thing...except you," Thunderzen explained, finally getting to his point.
John raised his eyebrows slightly as he finally understood the reason for the Sect Leader sending him. Due to his Immortal Asura Body, John naturally generated a very bloodthirsty and sinister aura. In fact, it was so bloodthirsty and sinister that it even overwhelmed those of the Bloodfiend Sect themselves, despite growing up around such aura's their entire lives.
With this in mind, John would truly look like a cultivator of the Forbidden Pathway to the Bloodfiend Sect, with zero chance of him being a spy. However, another question came to John's mind.
"Can't there be spies from other Forbidden Pathway sects? How do you know I won't be rooted out even with my..unique aura?" John asked.
"You don't have to worry about that," Thunderzen replied with a smile on his face. "The Bloodfiend Sect is by far the strongest Forbidden Alliance Sect on this continent. They do not fear spies from their brethren sects, as their power is unshakable," Thunderzen replied.
John, who had been leaning forward while listening to the Sect Leader, heavily sat back in his seat. He fell into a deep contemplation, as he considered everything the Sect Leader had told him.
While such a mission would be incredibly risky, it also had several upsides as well.
'If I venture into the Bloodfiend Sect, I can go about getting the best scythe possible for myself. Not only that, but they also have the best scythe arts in these lands, which would further boost my power. And…'
A small smile appeared on John's face as he thought of his last point, which did not go unnoticed by the Sect Leader and the Vice-Sect Leader.
'And...slaughter and violence within the Bloodfiend Sect is a natural thing. I'm sure with that being the case, I'll be able to collect more and more human blood essence...Bloodfiend Sect human blood essence. And only by getting stronger will I be able to bury the Bloodfiend Sect for my clan...and for Russell. This situation couldn't be more perfect for me.'
John's smile turned larger as he thought of this point. The Sect Leader and Vice-Sect Leader looked at each other for a moment as they noticed John's slightly sinister smile creep up on his face, but said nothing. They waited for him to finish his contemplation on the matter.
John looked up from his contemplation and straight at the Sect Leader. His smiling face became one filled with resolve as he relied.
"I accept."
