175: We are the Demon Sect

Seeing Fang Xiang’s timid demeanor, Flower Maiden couldn’t help but ask curiously, “What’s wrong with him?”

Venerable He Yu sighed, a hint of disappointment in his heart, “He’s probably been beaten into submission…”

He had learned the full story from others: Fang Xiang had led people to snatch Brother Xu’s saint child token, was pinned to the ground and brutally beaten, which must have left a psychological shadow.

Worthless…

Venerable He Yu’s gaze shifted to Tu Wanshan, feeling a slight relief in his heart, thankful that he still had a good son.

…

Three days later.

At Brother Xu’s residence on Red Dragon Mountain, over two hundred people gathered, including men, women, old, and young. Qin Manyang, Lin Fan, and Xiang Tan were among them.

The day before yesterday, Lin Fan successfully made a Breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Stage, qualifying him to accompany him to the Secret Realm.

As for Yun Shang, Meng Zhuer, and others, they did not follow due to their low cultivation levels.

Actually, whether Xiang Tan went or not made little difference; with her early Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation, one more of her wouldn’t add much, and one less wouldn’t subtract much. But having her accompany him to serve was acceptable, like bringing a maidservant.

Brother Xu faced the crowd, secretly pleased.

Among these two hundred-plus people, twenty were at Mystic Path Realm Perfection, fifty at mid-stage, and thirty at early-stage. The rest were all at the Foundation Establishment Realm, including Lin Fan.

Over two hundred people was quite a number. Red Dragon Mountain’s Inner Sect Disciples, plus the Elders, totaled just over seven hundred. There were more Foundation Establishment Disciples, over five hundred, over one hundred Mystic Path Realm Elders, and over thirty Soul Refinement Realm Elders.

Brother Xu had brought almost all the Mystic Path Realm Elders from the mountain and only a hundred Foundation Establishment Realm Disciples.

As for the Soul Refinement Realm Elders, bringing them served little purpose, as they would be separated once inside the Secret Realm and couldn’t help.

Liu Tang was responsible for staying behind on the mountain; he was old and disliked fighting, so he did not go.

“Depart!”

Brother Xu took the lead, walking towards Tongxin Mountain, with everyone following closely behind. Xiang Tan also followed behind Brother Xu. Chu Yuan did not go.

On Tongxin Mountain, Qi Liang had already arrived with his people and was chatting idly with Tu Wanshan beside him. While laughing, his gaze inadvertently swept towards the foot of the mountain, only to see a large group of people approaching from below. His face couldn’t help but show surprise, “Why are there so many people?”

Tu Wanshan also turned to look, then compared them to the dozens of people behind him, sighing and shaking his head.

He had originally thought that bringing seventy people was already enough, but he hadn’t expected Brother Xu to be even more ruthless. Could it be that he had brought everyone from Red Dragon Mountain?

“Brother Xu, this is…”

Qi Liang came forward, his gaze fixed on the people behind him.

Brother Xu smiled slightly, “Senior Brother Qi, you jest. My strength is low, so I can only do this to feel a bit of security.”

Tu Wanshan pouted, “Are you fooling ghosts? Your strength is low?”

Fang Xiang had been beaten so badly that he developed a stress reaction; as long as someone mentioned the three words “Brother Xu” in front of him, Fang Xiang would immediately flinch.

Qi Liang tugged at the corner of his mouth, unsure how to respond, and could only give a dry laugh, “Hehe… it’s good to be careful, it’s good to be careful.”

Brother Xu counted. Qi Liang had brought about forty-some people, and Tu Wanshan had seventy-some.

Before long, Jiang Qinqin and Fang Xiang also arrived. Jiang Qinqin was followed by over fifty people, while Fang Xiang had the fewest in number and the lowest in quality, only about thirty-some people, most of whom were still in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Once everyone had arrived, Venerable He Yu and Flower Maiden also came. Their gaze swept around, pausing on Brother Xu, feeling a little surprised. How did this kid bring so many people?

Doesn't he want his Sect anymore?

But that was Red Dragon Mountain’s own business, and the two did not express much. Crane Yu pulled out a small boat from his Storage Pouch, waved his hand, and threw it. The small boat grew with the wind, and in a short while, it transformed into a huge flying boat.

The flying boat was entirely jade-colored, without a trace of Impurities. Its surface was covered with cloud patterns, truly magnificent.

Brother Xu was full of admiration. This was a good item. Just by looking at its appearance, he knew he couldn’t afford it. Even without considering the Materials, the cost alone would probably be an astronomical figure.

“Get on the flying boat, let’s go!”

Crane Yu’s body rose with the wind, standing upright at the bow. Flower Maiden followed closely behind, standing beside him.

Cloud ladders descended from both sides of the flying boat. No one dared to show off their Magic Treasure in front of the two Hall Masters. Regardless of their cultivation level, they all obediently lined up and climbed aboard.

The flying boat was divided into two sections. The lower level consisted of quiet rooms for meditating and cultivating, or resting.

The upper level was a large, open space with a floor made entirely of white jade, as if carved from a single piece of jade, without any visible seams.

Once everyone was aboard, Venerable He Yu circulated his spiritual power, and the flying boat took off steadily, quickly disappearing into the clouds.

…

The flying boat was incredibly fast, yet there was no wind noise. A transparent light shield enveloped the flying boat, serving both for protection and wind resistance.

Flower Maiden turned and said, “It’s hundreds of thousands of miles from here; it will take half a month to arrive. Everyone can find a quiet room to meditate and cultivate.”

“Yes.”

The number of quiet rooms was limited, so everyone dispersed, with a few people sharing each room.

A few days later, Venerable He Yu called Brother Xu and the other five Saints into a quiet room.

“I called you here to inform you of something.”

“Hall Master, please speak.” The five listened attentively.

“This Secret Realm trip has two missions for you. First, pay attention to the outstanding talents from other Sects. If there’s an opportunity…”

Venerable He Yu’s eyes turned cold, revealing killing intent.

The few nodded, “Understood.”

Brother Xu raised an eyebrow. “This is more like it,” he thought. “We are of the Demonic Path, so we definitely have to play dirty.”

“But be especially careful of a few individuals, such as Net Intent of Tianyi Fumo Temple. It is said that his ‘Great Luo Golden Body’ has already cultivated to the seventh layer, making his Physical Body as tough as a Magic Treasure.”

“There’s also Fang Qingge of Siyuan Sect. This person created his own ‘Qingge Sword Intent’; his talent is exceptionally rare in the world, and he is upright, highly valued by Siyuan Sect’s high-level members. If there’s an opportunity, eradicate him first, no matter the cost.”

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