109: Chapter 109 Sword Points at the Mysterious Yellow!

Zifu Sword Pavilion, Jianyuan Peak, Council Hall.

Sect Leader Chu Cangqiong stood before the main seat, clutching an intelligence Jade Slip in his hand, squeezing it three times.

"Have you all seen the news?"

No one in the hall responded.

"The three Daoxuan Immortal Sect strongholds in the Western Desert have all fallen within seven days, and ninety percent of the one hundred thousand Disciples are dead."

Sect Leader Chu Cangqiong scanned the Elders present.

"Emperor Xuanqiong personally led the expedition to the Western Desert, pulling away over seventy percent of the high-end combat power from the nine peaks of Daoxuan."

An old man with white hair and beard stood up, leaning on a newly replaced cane.

"Pavilion Master, is this news confirmed?"

"The scouts in the Western Desert sent three urgent reports in a row; it cannot be wrong." Sect Leader Chu Cangqiong pushed the other two Jade Slips on the table over.

"See for yourselves."

The old man took the Jade Slip, scanned it with his Divine Sense, and passed it to the Elder beside him.

The Jade Slip made a round among the few people.

An Elder with a sinister face spoke up.

"This is a heaven-sent opportunity."

"Daoxuan Immortal Sect's backyard is on fire. Emperor Xuanqiong has taken their elites on an expedition to the Western Desert. There are also many strong experts from the Yao Race; it will take at least ten years to return."

"Ten years is enough for us to devour Xuanhuang Immortal Mansion."

The atmosphere in the hall changed.

Several Elders looked at each other, their eyes gleaming.

An Elder in grey robes sitting at the end of the table frowned and said with some concern.

"Could it be a ruse?"

The sinister Elder turned his head and glared at him.

"What ruse?"

"Daoxuan Immortal Sect is feigning weakness to lure us into a fierce battle with Xuanhuang, so they can return from the Western Desert to clean up the mess." The grey-robed Elder rubbed his fingers, somewhat hesitant.

"Who doesn't understand the principle of the snipe and the clam fighting?"

The sinister Elder sneered.

"You mean to say that Daoxuan Immortal Sect sent one hundred thousand Disciples to their deaths just to put on a show for us?"

The grey-robed Elder opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Three strongholds, three Myriad Laws Realm experts died in battle." The sinister Elder narrowed his eyes, revealing a cold sneer.

"Who do you think has the courage to use one hundred thousand lives as bait?"

The grey-robed Elder closed his mouth, also feeling he had been too cautious.

Footsteps came from outside the hall door.

Sword Child Jian Wushuang pushed the door open and walked in. The injury on his left arm had already healed, his Sword Intent was restrained, and his aura was significantly heavier than three months ago.

He walked to the center of the hall and cupped his fists towards Sect Leader Chu Cangqiong.

"Master, this Disciple has something to say."

Sect Leader Chu Cangqiong nodded.

Sword Child Jian Wushuang turned around, facing the several high-ranking Elders, without a hint of stage fright.

"Elders, this Disciple has personally witnessed how Gu Changsheng operates in the Tianyuan Ancient Realm."

His gaze swept from left to right.

"This child is ruthless and will do anything."

The grey-robed Elder interjected, asking doubtfully.

"So you also think this might be a trap?"

"Quite the opposite." Sword Child Jian Wushuang shook his head.

"This Disciple thinks it is true."

The grey-robed Elder was stunned.

Sword Child Jian Wushuang walked to the map, pressing his finger on the location of the Western Desert.

"The joint surprise attack by three Myriad Laws Realm Yao Kings of the Yao Race—an attack of this scale is not something just anyone can arrange."

His finger moved to the location of Daoxuan Immortal Sect.

"The Yao Race and Daoxuan Immortal Sect have held a grudge for over ten thousand years, and the Western Desert defense line has suppressed them for thousands of years. The Yao Kings would love nothing more than to chew those three strongholds into dust."

Sword Child Jian Wushuang turned around, his expression determined.

"Even if Gu Changsheng is ruthless, he cannot possibly collude with the Yao Race; that would be equivalent to inviting a wolf into the house."

The white-haired old man tapped the ground twice with his cane.

"The Sword Child says what is reasonable; the Yao Race and the Human Race are mortal enemies, and cooperation is impossible."

Sword Child Jian Wushuang took a step forward, his voice lowered.

"Seniors, this Disciple has one more thing to say."

Several pairs of eyes fell on him, waiting for his follow-up.

"Xuanhuang Immortal Mansion has the heavenly book dan scroll."

The hall was silent for two breaths.

"A quasi-Emperor Weapon." Sword Child Jian Wushuang spat out these three words.

"Our Zifu's Zhuxian Sword Stele was lost three thousand years ago and has not been found to this day."

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

"Without a quasi-Emperor Weapon to preside over us, our Zifu Sword Pavilion will always be a head shorter than the other three Holy Lands."

The white-haired old man's cane poked the ground.

"You mean..."

"Conquer Xuanhuang Immortal Mansion and seize the heavenly book dan scroll." Sword Child Jian Wushuang's voice did not beat around the bush as he stated his objective.

"With a quasi-Emperor Weapon, even if Daoxuan Immortal Sect returns from the Western Desert later, we will have the confidence to go toe-to-toe with them."

"Without a quasi-Emperor Weapon, even if we swallow Xuanhuang's territory and Disciples, we might still remain in second place."

This statement landed, and the old monsters present did not make a sound.

The sinister Elder slapped the armrest of his chair.

"The Sword Child is right! Only by getting the heavenly book dan scroll will we have real leverage!"

The grey-robed Elder's brows were still furrowed.

"That may be true, but what if..."

"What if what?" The sinister Elder interrupted him.

"If you keep 'what-iffing,' do you think we will still have this opportunity once Daoxuan Immortal Sect returns from the Western Desert?"

The grey-robed Elder pressed his lips into a line and said nothing more.

Sect Leader Chu Cangqiong had not spoken the entire time.

He turned around and glanced at the secret door behind the hall.

"What is the Grand Junior Martial Uncle's opinion?"

No one came out from behind the secret door.

Three breaths later, an aged voice came from deep underground.

"Attack."

A single word.

Sect Leader Chu Cangqiong's back stiffened, and he turned back to face everyone.

"The Grand Junior Martial Uncle has spoken."

He raised his hand and unhooked the Sect Leader Token from his waist.

"However, before that, we must confirm one last thing."

Sect Leader Chu Cangqiong looked at the white-haired old man.

"Elder Zhou, can the person you planted in the Daoxuan Immortal Sect confirm Emperor Xuanqiong's whereabouts?"

The white-haired old man pulled a sound-transmission talisman from his sleeve and crushed it.

The fragments of the talisman paper burned into ashes in mid-air, and a blurred voice drifted out from the ashes.

"The Emperor left the Daoxuan Immortal Sect three days ago, heading towards the Western Desert. Those accompanying him include four Guixu Realm Peak Masters, twelve Advanced Myriad Laws Realm Elders, and the Saint Gu Changsheng."

The voice dissipated.

The white-haired old man withdrew his hand and looked at Sect Leader Chu Cangqiong.

"It was seen by our own people; it cannot be false."

Sect Leader Chu Cangqiong closed his eyes, as if making a final adjustment.

The next moment, he opened his eyes and spoke in a deep voice.

"Pass the order."

Several Elders stood up at the same time.

"From this day on, the entire Zifu Sword Pavilion will enter Level One combat readiness."

Sect Leader Chu Cangqiong held the Sect Leader Token above his head, and the sword patterns on the token lit up with a cold light.

"Distribute all Heaven And Earth Treasure in the treasury, and all Disciples must complete pre-war preparations within three days."

"Guixu Realm Elders will personally lead the teams, Myriad Laws Realm experts will serve as the vanguard, and Celestial Phenomenon Realm experts will be incorporated into the assault formation."

He hooked the token back to his waist, his voice striking everyone's ears.

"Three days later, launch a full-scale attack on Xuanhuang Immortal Mansion!"

"The target... destroy the sect and seize the weapon!"

All the Elders cupped their fists in unison.

"Understood!"

Footsteps poured out of the Council Hall densely, and the messenger Disciples of each peak were sent running all over the mountain.

The atmosphere of the entire Zifu Sword Pavilion changed within the span of an incense stick, and the killing intent spread from Jianyuan Peak to every mountain peak.

The people in the hall dispersed completely.

Sword Child Jian Wushuang stood at the door of the hall, his gaze falling on the ridgeline in the distance, which was half-swallowed by the twilight.

He slowly turned around, his back to the light outside the hall.

The corners of his mouth curved upward, revealing an eerie smile.