Chapter 214: My affairs still need you to wait for demonic help—how ridiculous

At this sight, everyone's expressions were indescribably extreme, while the chief of the peaks of Qing Yun Sect swiftly shielded True Person Daoxuan behind him.

"Seven-tailed Centipede, it was you who secretly plotted against Puzhi." True Person Daoxuan suppressed the pain on his body.

Tian Buyi shouted angrily:

"Cang Song, you first wanted to seize the Blood-devouring Pearl, and now you again secretly harm the sect leader—could you really have gone mad!"

"Hahaha, I am mad." Cang Song Daoist laughed loudly to the heavens:

"As early as a hundred years ago, in this very hall, after seeing the fate of Wan Jian Yi, senior brother Wan, I had already gone mad."

He said resentfully to Tian Buyi and the others:

"Speaking from your conscience, who should rightfully sit in this sect leader's position—was it the senior brother Wan of years past, or Daoxuan?"

The chief of the peaks of Qing Yun Sect fell silent, as if recalling various past memories.

"Hahaha, not speaking—looks like you all feel guilty!"

"Cang Song senior brother, the matter has been over a hundred years." Great Shuiyue Dashi had not finished speaking when Cang Song Daoist interrupted:

"Pah, I have endured over a hundred years, and only today do I have the chance to redress the grievance of senior brother Wan."

His expression grew ever more fierce:

"During the Qing Yun Sect's barbaric wilderness expedition back then, who risked everything to save our lives, and who selflessly shared their cultivation insights with us, allowing our cultivation to advance greatly."

Cang Song Daoist stared at Great Shuiyue Dashi:

"You dare say I am obstinate and unenlightened; you are the one who turned love into hatred for senior brother Wan, ignoring his life-saving favor, thus later refusing to rescue him when he faced death."

His gaze turned to Tian Buyi:

"And you—how did senior brother Wan treat you, and how do you repay him?"

"You were merely an ordinary, dull disciple under Great Bamboo Peak; even your teacher and fellow juniors looked down on you."

"It was only because senior brother Wan favored you that you now hold the position of chief of Great Bamboo Peak, Tian Buyi."

"Yet how have you treated senior brother Wan, knowing full well he once favored Su Ru of Little Bamboo Peak, yet you snatched her love away."

Tian Buyi moved his mouth, appearing to have nothing to say.

Su Ru stepped forward:

"Cang Song senior brother, back then senior brother Wan indeed had feelings for me and showed great affection, but from beginning to end I held only respect and admiration for him, whereas I and Bu Yi are mutually attracted—what talk of snatching love?"

At that moment, a laugh rang out in the hall:

"Hehe, I suppose I've also heard something—who would have thought the world holds such reasoning: the prodigy Wan Jian Yi of Qing Yun Sect fell for a Little Bamboo Peak disciple, and that disciple ought to feel grateful and return the same affection."

Upon hearing this, everyone involuntarily turned their gaze to the yellow-clothed youth.

"When a man loves a woman, even willing to cross myriad mountains for her is not enough, letting the world praise his sincerity; if the woman is unwilling, then say she betrayed his sincere intent, condemning her as ungrateful."

The yellow-clothed youth said leisurely:

"Sincerity must be exchanged for deep affection; there is no such absurd principle in the world."

Upon these words, Tian Buyi and his wife were deeply moved; the female cultivators in the hall's eyes glittered even more, feeling these words truly resonated with their hearts.

"Zhang Xiaofan, do you realize that even if Xuan knows you have a blood feud with Tian Yin Temple, for the sake of the so-called righteous path he will surely block your revenge, even urging you to let go."

Cang Song Daoist's face showed mockery:

"Moreover, you are not a disciple of the Tongtian Peak lineage; even with extraordinary talent, what does it matter?"

"In the past, Ancestor Master Qingye could become sect leader of Qing Yun Sect because his master, Master Wu Fang, was the sect leader; whereas your master is merely the chief of a Qing Yun lineage."

"Daoxuan, together with the heaven‑favored senior brother Wan, cannot tolerate you—what do you think he will do to you, truly handing over the Qing Yun sect leadership to you?"

"Thus, even if you possess talent surpassing Ancestor Master Qingye, you are merely the most outstanding chief of the Great Bamboo Peak lineage."

His tone paused slightly:

"If I were you, I would surely rebel against Qing Yun, establish another sect—thus free of all shackles, able to settle blood debts and achieve accomplishments even more glorious than Ancestor Master Qingye."

Cang Song Daoist spoke, word by word:

"To found a sect, replace Qing Yun, become the leader of the righteous sects—for you, that should pose no difficulty at all."

"Silence, you are still obstinate and deluded, here bewitching people's hearts." True Person Daoxuan, disregarding the cost, forcibly expelled the strange poison from his body, saying:

"Since that old case from back then has made you so concerned, why not continue your attack—let's see whether I, as your senior brother, am truly fit to be this sect leader."

"I am indeed not your match, but today your opponent is someone else." Having said that, Cang Song, the Tongtian Peak echoed with the voice of the Dushen:

"Old friend Daoxuan, it's been a hundred years since we last met—I wonder if you still remember this old friend of mine."

From outside the Jade Purity Hall came the slightly panicked voices of Qing Yun disciples:

"Demonic sect fiends are attacking up the mountain!"

Everyone in the hall grew even more shocked; True Person Daoxuan, expressionless, said:

"You actually dare to betray your master and collude with the demonic sect."

Cang Song Daoist laughed maniacally:

"Hahaha, Qing Yun Sect harbors filth and corruption, worse than the demonic sect; I, to help senior brother Wan avenge him, would not mind even if I fell into hell—let alone colluding with some demonic sect."

Only the sound of maniacal laughter could be heard inside the hall, while outside nothing but the roars of slaughter.

Immediately, three men and one woman, accompanied by dozens of dignified demonic sect persons, entered the Jade Purity Hall.

Inside the hall, everyone had already gathered: to the left was Qing Yun Sect, in the center Tian Yin Temple, and to the right Fen Xiang Valley.

The Dushen wore a faint smile:

"Old friend Daoxuan, how is your complexion not as it once was? After a hundred years of arduous cultivation, you ought to be far superior to before!"

The Three Marvelous Fairies at once noticed the yellow‑clothed youth standing alone.

"What an outstanding, peerless Chang Hong Sword Master; just now I also heard outside that you have a deep blood feud with Tian Yin Temple—why not join my Holy Sect? With your talent, if you were to open another branch, you would soon be able to sit as the sect leader."

"Then, leading my Holy Sect, you could easily break through the gates of Tian Yin Temple, even wipe out the righteous sects, becoming an unparalleled demon lord from ancient times to the future—and that goes without saying."

"Damn it, why are you all bewitching Xiao Fan?" Tian Ling'er rushed to the yellow‑clothed youth's side and shouted angrily:

I tell you, he will absolutely not betray his sect and join your demonic cult.

The Dushen, after hearing the words of the Three Marvelous Immortal Maiden, his eyes flashed with a gleam, and he laughed, saying:

Daoxuan, envious of talent and ability, unworthy as the revered sect master of Qing Yun Sect, if the Chief of the Changhong Sword is willing to join my Holy Sect, the entire Wan Du Sect will gladly bow down and obey his every command.

"The entire He Huan Sect is willing to offer their pillows and mats." The Three Marvelous Immortal Maiden's eyes glimmered.

"Shameless!", Tian Ling'er exclaimed in anger and embarrassment.

The Three Marvelous Immortal Maiden showed no concern; her icy, cold beautiful face revealed a bewitching charm that hooked hearts and souls.

"If the Chief of the Changhong Sword likes this sort of green little lass, my He Huan Sect also has plenty."

Lu Xueqi summoned the Heavenly Abyss from behind her, appearing at the other side of the yellow-robed youth, and said coldly:

"Shameless demon, secretly employing bewitching arts."

The smile on the Three Marvelous Immortal Maiden's face grew richer.

"As it turns out, the Chief of the Changhong Sword still likes this sort of little lass; then my He Huan Sect has even more."

The yellow-robed youth's face was calm:

"My affairs still need your demonic help? Ridiculous!"

Suddenly, where the three orthodox sects stood, twenty or thirty rays of light sprang up, all shooting toward the backs of Zhuang Buran and his two companions.

Tian Buyi and the others' faces changed drastically, but it was already too late to rescue.

Boom!

A roughly hundred-zhang tall nine-headed lion phantom rose from the ground, overturning the Jade Purity Hall; the twenty or thirty rays of light reversed with even greater ferocity and ruthlessness.

The demonic cult imposters of Fenxiang Valley were instantly turned into blood mist by their own magical treasures; furthermore, the monks of the Yin Sound Temple nearby suffered collateral damage.

Most of them had no ability to resist, and they one after another fell behind the demonic cult.

Even the foremost of the four great divine monks, Puhong, could only muster enough strength to push away the nearby dharma manifestations; finally he spat a mouthful of blood and collapsed rigidly to the ground, unable to rise.

(End of chapter)