Deities: Starting From Goblins

Most Disciples looked at each other in bewilderment, questioning who among them could be the spy from the Demonic Sky Gate. They looked around at the fellow Disciples they interacted with daily but could not point to any suspect; however, it was normal for a spy to be deeply concealed and therefore indiscernible.

Sandy Wexler identified a name immediately and pointed his finger, “Edward Wexler, you were an orphan taken in by the Wexler Clan twenty years ago. Has our Clan ever mistreated you? There have been several Elders accusing you of acting suspiciously in the past, but I thought nothing of it. I believed we should not suspect people at random, but it turns out you really are a spy that the Demonic Sky Gate has planted within the Wexler Clan for a long time.”

The person who was singled out stiffened. At the same time, everyone from the Wexler Clan was furious. Known for their unity in the Western Wasteland, they found it unacceptable to have a traitor among them. How could they not be angry? Such a person was utterly despicable. The Wexler Clan had always treated its members exceedingly well, and many spared no effort to join the Clan.

The only Spy that had emerged from the Wexler Clan was decades ago, and originally, that spy was under the orders of the Scarlet Clan. However, after living with them for a year and experiencing their kindness, the spy confessed everything out of gratitude and guilt.

“I am not.” Edward Wexler shook his head frantically, continuously explaining, “Master, you must believe me. I have been wholeheartedly loyal to the Wexler Clan without any duplicity.”

“After I left with the three Lords yesterday, you secretly followed us. This was witnessed by the shadow guards and is the firsthand information I just received. Do you still deny it?”

Sandy Wexler laughed coldly. It was fortunate they had arranged surveillance in advance; otherwise, Logan’s setup of the array would have surely been leaked to the Demonic Sky Gate by Edward Wexler, which would have been extremely disadvantageous for them. Therefore, since Edward Wexler had acted in such a way, he must pay a heavy price.

“Master, grant me a swift end,” Edward Wexler confessed. “I was a pawn placed by the Demonic Sky Gate twenty years ago. I have, in fact, been remorseful toward the Wexler Clan over the years. It was just that after the Vice Sect Leader of the Demonic Sky Gate died yesterday, they sent me a message insisting that I must thoroughly investigate the situation here.”

Edward Wexler’s face turned ashen, and he knelt down with a thud. He had thought he had hidden his identity well, but to his surprise, he was still found out. Truly, he did this out of helplessness; indeed, he was a spy for the Demonic Sky Gate, and over the many years, he too had been taken care of by the Wexler Clan, torn between two sides.

Sandy Wexler had always been a magnanimous person. If it were in the past, he might have even considered forgiving Edward Wexler, but at this critical moment of confrontation with the Demonic Sky Gate, not severely punishing Edward Wexler would signal to others that they too might harbor second thoughts. Thus, he unmercifully gestured towards an individual with a wave of his hand.

An Elder of the Wexler Clan received the command and struck with his blade, executing the tearful Edward Wexler in front of the thousands present. This scene was a profound shock to everyone and a testament to Sandy Wexler’s decisive and ruthless measures.

Everyone drew a sharp breath at such an attitude toward spies. What if they themselves were suspected? They all prayed not to be wronged, yet they were likewise disgusted by spies like Edward Wexler who almost compromised the Western Wilderness Forces.

In the next moment, Sandy Wexler read off a dozen more names from the list. These individuals came from various Sects and Lords, and those whose names were called were naturally terrified, knowing Sandy Wexler held evidence against them. No denials would help, and they knelt down immediately.

Sandy Wexler paid no attention to these people but turned to the other Sect Leaders, “These are the spies arranged in your Sects. You decide how to deal with them, whether to show mercy or not. I will not interfere.”

“So many were lurking within my Scarlet Clan, damn it.” The Vice Sect Leader of the Scarlet Clan was furiously incensed and took matters into his own hands by executing several on the spot.

It was the same for the other Sect Heads; most delivered swift justice, for they could not be lenient with those harbored within their Sects with malevolent intentions, not knowing how much secret information they had relayed to the Demonic Sky Gate over the years.

“These are only a small part of the names on the list. The rest come from your various Great Sects, and spies have been arranged among each other, but now that we stand together against the Demonic Sky Gate, singling them out is pointless.”

Sandy Wexler’s gaze was sharp as he looked at the thousands trembling with fear, “At this critical juncture, I hope no one will sabotage our efforts. I want all of us to pull together. You may scheme against each other if you wish, but at least wait until after we have defeated the Demonic Sky Gate.”

“If anyone still causes trouble, I will punish them without mercy. I’m speaking on behalf of the Wexler Clan right now, and you can test whether my words are true or false. I know everyone is scared because we are facing the Demonic Sky Gate, but I believe that in the end, victory will certainly be ours.”

Following Sandy Wexler’s lead, the other small and medium Sect Heads also spoke up, “Did you hear that? Since the Master is so confident, what else is there for you to fear? At least none of us Sect Heads have objected. Stop thinking about how to avoid battle.”