The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

The noonday sun was just barely blocked by the eaves of the houses in the alleyway, and An Su deliberately sought out an abandoned alley overgrown with weeds, its walls stained with a deep layer of moss. Such alleyways were most suitable for nefarious deeds such as murder and arson; even if someone died there, no one would know.

According to the usual pattern, these guys would take advantage of the fact that he was alone and swarm him to take him down.

An Su could then put on a little act of being cornered.

He found the most secluded corner, stood with his back against the wall, and waited for the cultists to make their move.

In the deepest part of the shadow, several pairs of snake-like eyes gleamed with an ominous light.

There were at least six Fourth Order experts,

"We must capture him this time!"

Geniuses from the three great esoteric religions—Pain, Chaos, and Ladder—saw An Su enter this rarely frequented alleyway and were determined to take down the annoying An Su and protect their male dignity.

They established group communication through their souls and exchanged messages to discuss their grand plan.

"Our move this time must be without any mistakes; we need to be fully prepared."

A life genius with the divine title "Bloom of Prosperity" used magic communication to send a message to the group. As a believer of the Oceanic Sect, he excelled at a particular plant magic that could summon high-rank magic plants.

"I have already scouted the area. From my many years of experience, I see that there are no people around who would expose us."

Another man, wrapped in a black cloak and tightly covered by a windcoat, conveyed via magic communication.

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His words convinced all the cultists, as this man had extensive experience and capability in anti-surveillance and scouting, and was a top scout from the original Crimson Cult, having completed various dangerous missions.

The most dangerous and famous of his missions was to crawl like a dog on the top floor of the Radiant Holy See as ordered by his master, ensuring that no one detected him, thus earning the divine title "Mission Expert."

"We still need the final preparations! Something isn't right!"

"Hold back, now is not the best time."

The mastermind of this assassination plot, a Chaos Follower only a step away from Fifth Tier, who excelled in lightning magic and bore the title "Chaotic Ladder," sent the message with urgency and seriousness. His tone made all the believers tense up, secretly wondering if there was a flaw in the plan.

This Chaotic Ladder, known for his broad knowledge and wide-ranging interest in many fields, often stirred significant sensations with his remarks. He didn't speak often, but his words were always pertinent and could precisely provoke the emotions of others. Eventually, his words would lead to vehement criticism from experts in respective fields, creating great chaos.

He did this to please the Mother Goddess through chaos.

The followers of Chaos were the smartest among the three great esoteric religions, so they naturally listened when the Chaotic Ladder spoke.

"Think carefully, why would that youngster An Su deliberately enter such a dark alley? Why did he not take the busy main road? What does he want to do? Why would he enter an alley with no one around?"

"Think about it, if it were you, why would you enter an alley where no one can see you?"

An Su could now listen in to their magic communication with his soul, and hearing the Chaotic Ladder speak, his heart tightened. It seemed his attempt to lure the enemy had been too deliberate, raising suspicions among the cultists.

An Su had purposefully lured these guys into the alley to deal with them covertly, as many of his magic spells were not to be seen by others.

Had the Chaotic Ladder seen through him?

An Su quickly collected his thoughts and continued to eavesdrop.

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The words of the Chaotic Ladder caused the esoteric geniuses to look at each other with grave expressions, as if they had also thought of something.

They all glimpsed tension in each other's eyes.

"Could it be... what do you mean?" Bloom of Prosperity said, trembling.

"It looks like everyone has guessed the truth... after all, I do this often!"

The experienced Mission Expert had found the answer. As a professional scout, he had guessed all of An Su's thoughts, "Alleyways are best suited for dealing with those unsavory matters."

Could it be murder?

An Su thought to himself.

"You're right," the Mission Expert agreed, looking at the Chaotic Ladder, "now is indeed not the right time to make our move."

An Su's expression became stern.

"Exactly, the reason An Su avoided the crowd and entered this deserted alley is definitely because he was suddenly taken by an urgent need to relieve himself, to solve a private matter." the Chaotic Ladder said, satisfied.

An Su's face darkened,

What the hell.

As soon as the Chaotic Ladder made that statement, the surrounding cultists all nodded in agreement, feeling confident in what An Su had hidden in his gourd.

"A man is most relaxed when he is taking care of his private needs," the Chaotic Ladder instructed the cultists, "we'll wait for him to slip up, and then we'll make our move all at once."

As An Su eavesdropped on the Chaotic Ladder's messages, his expression grew even more complex. He should have known that those from the Mysticism of Chaos always had bizarre thoughts, and he shouldn't have held traditional expectations of them.

Such despicable and cunning cultists, who had conceived this underhanded plan of stabbing in the back, were lucky An Su was an upstanding and kind devotee. He would never stoop to such mean and shameless tactics.

Seeing that the cultists were holding back from making a move, a cold smile tugged at An Su's lips. It was time for him to strike first. He immediately cast a "Blessing from God" on the cultists.