Many disciples lined up at the Cultivation Hall as they were only allowed to enter with a group of a certain number. Amongst them stood an individual that was very noticeable as many all the others stood a few meters away from him.

He was a handsome young man dressed in a red robe. However, someone appeared to have sewed his mouth together, leaving barely enough motion to place small pieces of food inside his mouth.

There are rumors that he did it himself. Nevertheless, this act gave him a fierce and eerie vibe.

As a result, he was infamous amongst the servants because of how fierce he was.

Anyone who tried to make fun of him or bully him for his sewed mouth would suffer a terrible beaten until they were a bloody pulp.

Mo Wei ignored the people that were giving him strange looks. He used the fear people had of him to get in the front line. So, after 30 minutes, it was his turn, so he entered.

He could only access the first floor as a servant disciple, while the remaining four were prohibited. So he only browsed through that section. Most of the cultivation techniques inside were ordinary, so Mo Wei took one that was more suitable for him before leaving.

Back to his quarters, he immediately began to cultivate. His roommate was scared of him, so he ran away; he did not mind since now he had more space to himself.

Mo Wei sat cross-legged to enter a state of deep meditation. He needed to absorb the spiritual energy between Heaven and Earth to enter the Qi Gathering Stage.

This process took him three days. Then, he left the house to get something to eat. While on his way, he listened to the conversation of the passing disciples.

“Have you heard? Ji Su has already reached the 2nd Layer Peak of the Qi Gathering Realm?”

“It’s only been three days.”

“That’s the difference in talent between each disciple. I have not even gathered my first ray of Qi yet, let alone reached the first Layer.”

‘As expected, my talent is quite mediocre–even amongst the servants,’ thought Mo Wei. ‘This will become a problem.’

He knew Ji Su as the two of them once had a conflict. He used his instinct for battle to beat the latter to the point that even his mother could not recognize him. However, now, things might be different.

After eating in the cafeteria, Mo Wei did not return to his quarter but secretly headed to the nearby forest. He spent a few hours searching for different herbs while ensuring that he did not go too deep into the forest; he did not want to meet a magical beast.

After returning home, Mo Wei mixed the herbs into two different portions; one was a paste and the other a powder. Around midnight, he placed the paste all over his body while taking the other with him.

He then secretly traveled to one of the quarters. The paste on his body lowered his presence to the maximum. So, once he approached, no one noticed him or heard him.

Mo Wei took a bamboo tube and poked a hole through the paper-made window before blowing the powder inside. To be safe, he blew a few more handfuls and waited outside.

Half a minute later, he heard a thumping sound, but he did not immediately go inside. He waited another 10 minutes before forcefully opening the door. Mo Wei watched a young disciple on the floor.

He crouched down to check his pulse with a knife in his other hand, ready to attack at any moment. After ensuring that this person was genuinely unconscious, he nodded in satisfaction.

‘It was indeed a great idea to become a servant to the Alchemy Hall.’

Mo Wei picked up the body, checked the surroundings, and removed all his traces before leaving. He did not return to his quarter but headed to a secret base that he had dug out for five years.

He ensured that the small traps he laid out as an alarm did not activate before entering. The base contained many vials of medicine and herbs, a lot of strange metal equipment, a bed in the middle, and a bunch of books.

After placing the body on the bed, Mo Wei did not waste time as he began to use his equipment.

‘Ever since I failed the entrance examination and became a servant, I knew that I had to find a way to make up for my lack of talent. Hopefully, you provide me with the answer I need.’

Without hesitation, he began to open the body on the bed. After seeing that it was awakening because of the pain, Mo Wei administered a higher dose. He did not finish until almost morning and returned to his quarter.

For the next year, the Servant Disciples are free to cultivate with only a few chores. With his reputation, Mo Wei would force some other disciples to do his assignment while he focused on cultivating.

In the following year, many servant disciples mysteriously disappeared, and most of them displayed some level of talent. A deacon from the Outer Sect came to check, but he only spent 30 minutes searching before giving up.

In a devil sect, the servant disciples were the least appreciated. No matter how many died, a new batch could replace them.

After a year, the disciples who reached the 7th Layer of Qi Gathering Realm will have a competition, and the most powerful ones can enter the Outer Sect.

Mo Wei barely managed to enter the 7th Layer. Through his experiments, he did not find the source of talent; that was something out of his current ability. If he only relied on his mediocre aptitude, he would have never reached that realm in just a year.

However, through understanding the human body, he created a few techniques to make his cultivation more efficient. Plus, he discovered that he could take some spiritual energy from the bodies of others and absorb them after purification.

The Asure Blood Sect divided the servant disciples into regions, and during the Tournament, all the qualified disciples from the different areas would participate.

Only a few people from Mo Wei’s region participated due to all the disappearances, but only he passed. And only three people with cultivation in the 7th Layer passed.

Mo Wei passed because he had a high comprehension despite his lack of cultivation talent. He trained his sword skill to a very high level.

Mo Wei knew his circumstances.

After the Tournament, he decided to enter the Alchemy Hall. At age 10, the sect tested all the disciples for their talent. The qualified one immediately joined the Outer Sect.

Cultivation can only begin at the age of 15, so the Outer Sect Disciples started cultivated at the same time as the servants. However, in the five years absent, they learned body refining methods to establish a strong foundation for their future cultivation.

So, the gap between natural Outer Sect Disciples and those who joined from servants was vast. Adding to that, Mo Wei’s mediocre talent, he knew that only through pills would he have a chance at reaching higher realms.

After entering the Alchemy Hall, Mo Wei shone a little. His talent for pill-making was slightly displayed–although he hid the full extent of his talent, he managed to draw the right amount of attention.

Using the resources in the Hall, he reached the 10th Layer of the Qi Gathering Realm, which was the peak. Unfortunately, he failed his attempt to enter the Dao Foundation Stage.

Luckily, he was prepared in advance and only suffered a minor backlash. After this attempt, Mo Wei realized that his qi was full of impurities, hence the reason for his failure.

So, he raised enough money to buy a few Impurity Removing Pills. Unfortunately, even after doing that, he still failed his second attempt. It was then that he realized the limitation of his talent.

He knew that he would probably forever be unable to reach a higher stage of cultivation. He refused to accept this cruel fact; he wanted a way to break through.

He dedicated his life to finding a method for the next 50 years. As a peak Qi Gathering Stage cultivator, he had a life span of 120 years old, so he still had time.

He gathered as much knowledge possible from the Blood Asura Clan. And in this time, his fame as a talented grade 1 Alchemist spread out. He even became known as the best Grade 1 Alchemist in the sects.

Many people lamented that if it were not for his poor cultivation talent, once he entered the Dao Foundation Stage, his talent would also shine and be more valued by the sect.

In his 60s, Mo Wei finally created a method; he invented a pill that would still someone’s else foundation and gives it to him. The next step was to choose the right target.

He knew the importance of a high-grade foundation, so Mo Wei decided to take risks and go after one of the Inner Disciples with a Grade 9 foundation.

However, these geniuses usually have mighty masters and life-saving methods. So, the usual way would not work.

So, Mo Wei used all his savings to pay 2 Core Essence Cultivators to capture the chosen disciple. He used another agency as a medium to ensure his privacy and that no complications occurred.

After all, these agencies relied heavily on their reputation.

Mo Wei entered the Dao Foundation Realm with the pill, unfortunately with only a Grade 7 foundation. He understood that his impure Qi dragged him down, but there was nothing he could do despite his disappointment.

Unfortunately, Mo Wei once again had to face more disappointment. His foundation did not change his talent but only granted him a higher battle strength than usual.

So, to cultivate in the Dao Foundation Realm, he still had to rely on his poor talent. He returned to his old roots with no choice: using Pills and refining people’s Qi.

At the same time, he had to hide from other people his breakthrough; he did not reveal it until 20 years later. And when he asked, he only said that he had a fortunate encounter and no one suspected him–especially after displaying that he was a Grade 2 Alchemist.

When Mo Wei secretly reached the peak of his current realm, he knew that he had no chance of entering the Core Essence Realm on his own; his foundation dropped from Grade 7 to Grade 3.

As such, he needed a new method.

He knew that there was a rare physique called Pure Lotus Physique, and if he could use that person as a cauldron, he could purify his Qi and enter the next realm.

So, he went to search for it. He paid an extravagant sum of money to ask Information Agency to help him with his search. And it was only 30 years later, that he succeeded and found a woman in a small sect with that physique.

The aura of Core Essence emanated from Mo Wei’s body. Then, he lowered his head to look at the dead young girl with blood all over her body.

‘In this world, there are two types of devil cultivators: the first one is the people who let negative emotions overwhelm their minds. They act on impulse, killing and destroying everything simply for the rush that power brings them. These cultivators can be considered Earth Devils.

‘The second one is the cultivators that use cruel and extreme ways to supplement their cultivation; they use vicious methods to help them with their lack of talents. They understand the concept of taking away from Heaven and Earth to supplement the Self: these people are Heavenly Devils.

‘Using extreme methods is only a means to an end for them, not the means itself.’

Mo Wei could not help but reflect on his cultivation journey. He often had to use foreign aids or methods to help him on his cultivation journey, and he knew many other devils like this.

This was the essence of the Devil Path. Unfortunately, it has been twisted with time.

‘However, there should be another type of devil. Maybe after understanding it, I will finally understand who I am.’

After his breakthrough, Mo Wei returned to Blood Asura Sect. However, he did not reveal his cultivation realm this time. However, he secretly began to study Array while continuing his status as the Outer Sect Elder.

A hundred years later, he reached the peak of the Core Essence Realm. However, he was a frail older man who could survive this long because of Life Extending Pills to the outside world.

When many people thought that Mo Wei would finally die, something shocking occurred. A terrifying formation that surrounded the entire Blood Asura Sect appeared and absorbed the blood, soul, and energy of all the disciples, Elders, and sect master.

Even the Half-Step Soul Manifestation Ancestor of the Sect did not survive.

And the person responsible for all of this was Mo Wei. With this method, he reached the Soul Manifestation Realm in one swoop. Immediately after that, he left the sect to pursue higher stages of cultivation.

He guessed that maybe, after reaching the peak of the world, he might find the other classification of the devil.

So began the legendary tale of the Sewed Mouth Devil.

Mo Wei used any means necessary to reach the top of the cultivation world. Finally, he conquered the world as a whole and gathered its luck to become an Immortal, the first and only one in existence.

One day, he stood on top of that highest mountain between Heaven and Earth. And as he stood on top of the world–both physically and spiritually–he finally understood what the other Devil is.

‘True Devils? A being that does not want to be restricted or placed into a mold. If they desire to spread chaos and destruction, they will. If they want to be benevolent, they can be.

‘After being mistreated by Heaven and Earth, they want to rebel; they want to be free. They can change and mold themselves to adapt to any situation, to fit any roles; they are everchanging.

‘They want freedom.

‘The methods of Heavenly Devils are nothing but a way to accomplish their main goal: it is the means to their end.’

As soon as he comprehended this, many strange memories rushed into his mind.

‘It turns out that my goal of becoming gree and unfettered is somewhat related to devil cultivators.’

Wang Wei understood that if he were in a world full of different paths like Buddhist, Daoist, Immortal, or God, he would be classified as a Devil because of his goal.

Any being who does not want to be restricted by things like morality, etiquette, and other things that exist between Heaven and Earth can be considered a True Devil.

However, he did not care that much about this. With the True Devil Dao Heart Seed that is everchanging, capable of molding into different things, he should be able to fuse all the others.

And that was all he cared about currently.