Chapter 583: with translation of chapter title

This time Bai Hua Xianzi had no courtesy at all; other things can be discussed, but this slut wants to steal my man—that's asking for death.

His whole body faintly had sword qi surging, but as for that, Jueying seemed not worried at all, her smile undiminished.

"Junior sister, what are you doing? Is there a problem with fair competition?"

"You think I really don't dare to kill you?"

"Can you?"

Jueying is indeed no match for Bai Hua Xianzi, but if she wants to leave, Bai Hua Xianzi can't keep her.

Speaking of movement technique, aside from Yu Mo and other Great Saint elders, no one in the Dao Yi Sect is a match for Jueying, let alone she also has a chilling assassination technique.

Seeing the two women directly pointing their swords at each other, Qi Xiong was the first to come to his senses, giving an embarrassed laugh.

"I suddenly remembered, I still have water boiling in my room."

"Me too."

"The senior nun is waiting for me, I'll go first."

"Eh, I remember my wine jar isn't sealed; don't let it lose its flavor."

For a moment, Qi Xiong and the others all slipped away quickly, not wanting to be implicated in this matter.

Soon, only Ye Zhangqing, Bai Hua Xianzi, and Jueying remained in Yuàn zhōng.

At this point, the one suffering most was Ye Zhangqing—he couldn't sit, couldn't stand, couldn't even walk, so he could only pretend to be dead.

Fortunately, in the end the two women still didn't choose to fight; Jueying gave Ye Zhangqing a faint smile and soon left as well.

"Husband."

"Huh? I'm here."

Seeing Bai Hua Xianzi's expression clearly off, Ye Zhangqing hurriedly nodded and replied, at times like this one absolutely must not provoke her.

"From now on, stay away from her, understand?"

"Okay, definitely."

Having nodded, seeing this, Bai Hua Xianzi felt a bit better, though she still wasn't at ease; from now on she must keep a close watch on her husband, absolutely not allowing that slut any chance.

Nothing happened that night; the next day Ye Zhangqing made a hearty breakfast, after which the Dao Yi Sect prepared to launch an attack on the Buddhist sect.

Having learned their lesson, those bald donkeys wouldn't even eat the food sent over, and they didn't even allow the disciples to approach.

But now, even if those bald donkeys could endure, it's already too late; even in a head-on battle, the Dao Yi Sect is confident of defeating the Buddhist sect.

As the Dao Yi Sect disciples launched their attack, the Buddhist sect side, although they organized a counterattack immediately.

However, the battle situation remained firmly under the Dao Yi Sect's control, and the Buddhist sect found it increasingly hard to hold on.

The Buddhist sect's patriarchs who had been fighting Yu Mo and the others now had grim expressions.

"Yu Mo, does your Dao Yi Sect really intend to exterminate everyone?"

"Are you sick?"

"You lot have actually fought your way to Dongzhou, right to our doorstep, and now you're saying this? Don't you think it's too late?"

Too lazy to waste words, Yu Mo and the others set out, becoming even more ruthless; the Buddhist sect's patriarchs could only respond with all their might.

As for the battle below, the Buddhist sect kept retreating.

But now there's no chance to run, and the Dao Yi Sect disciples, with various transformation techniques and movement skills, directly beat the Buddhist sect so badly they had no spirit left.

I just wonder how these Dao Yi Sect disciples could be so strong individually—what kind of cultivation do they practice?

They naturally don't know that each day's mealtime is, for the Dao Yi Sect disciples, a test.

In order to eat that meal, not a single disciple dares to slack off in the slightest; compared to the scramble for mealtime, such a life-and-death battle seems even easier by comparison.

As a Buddhist sect holy one was slain by Qi Xiong's overwhelming strike, the Buddhist sect can be said to have been completely crushed.

Especially the disciples' morale, which had sunk into despair.

"Even their own holy one is dead—what are they still fighting for?"

So, for a time, many Buddhist sect disciples chose to surrender, seeing the Dao Yi Sect disciples charging over, they hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Surrender, I surrender."

"Surrender? Where is your Buddhist sect's backbone?"

"No, no, no, my Buddhist sect has no backbone."

In response, the Dao Yi Sect disciples didn't exterminate them either; for the surrendering Buddhist sect disciples, they directly sealed their cultivation, then bound them with the Demon-Binding Rope, and went on to deal with others.

More and more Buddhist sect disciples were captured, making the Buddhist sect's patriarchs grit their teeth in anger.

I just can't understand; clearly the plan was good at the start, so why did the outcome turn out like this?

They came with great might, yet in the end they couldn't even set foot on Dongzhou's land.

The only thing worth mentioning is that they briefly seized Dongzhou Dukou.

But those few short days, what could they prove? Moreover, they were overturned by the Dao Yi Sect in a single battle.

Also, from that battle at Dongzhou Dukou, the situation seemed to reverse instantly, and the Dao Yi Sect advanced with unstoppable momentum.

Now, the Buddhist sect's patriarchs can't help but feel some regret; was their initial decision to attack Dongzhou perhaps too hasty?

It's just next to Putuo Temple, a tiny Putuo Temple—was it worth the Buddhist sect paying such a huge price?

But regret aside, time cannot be turned back.

"Yu Mo, I think we can talk."

A Buddhist sect patriarch couldn't help but say to Yu Mo, it seemed they intended to negotiate, but Yu Mo just gave a cold snort.

"Negotiate? Does your Buddhist sect even have the qualifications for that? Either surrender, or let all of your people stay in Dongzhou."

Now wanting to negotiate—how could that be possible? Your Buddhist sect is already the defeated side; besides surrender, what other options are there?

"You........."

I didn't expect Yu Mo to refuse so bluntly; this Buddhist sect patriarch is obviously furious—when has his Buddhist sect ever suffered such a great loss?

Everyone had already bowed down voluntarily, but the Dao Yi Sect still wouldn't give even a bit to the two of them.

Just as the two sides were fighting to the death, in the distance, a spatial spirit boat sped over.

Naturally, the two on it were Xiao Han Yi and another.

Seeing Xiao Han Yi's nervous look, the middle-aged man beside him helplessly curled his lip.

As for that? The Dao Yi Sect hasn't lost yet—sigh, this matter is...

In the middle-aged man's view, Xiao Han Yi would definitely favor the Dao Yi Sect this time, but how could Fomen possibly let it rest? They would certainly not let the Dao Yi Sect off easily—compensation is inevitable.

He didn't think Fomen would lose at all, but seeing the Spatial Linzhou quickly approaching, a Fomen Saint who had been driven to desperation by Hong Zun's eyes lit up, and he instantly recognized the pattern on the Spatial Linzhou—it was the mark of someone from the Zhongzhou Holy Land.

Upon seeing the Zhongzhou Holy Land, that Fomen Saint hurriedly shouted.

"Holy Envoy, save me!"

As soon as the words fell, the Fomen Saint fighting Qin Shan Hai also shouted anxiously.

"Holy Envoy, save me!"

He was even more miserable—having already been slashed over ten times by Qin Shan Hai, he had originally wanted to go all-out against Qin Shan Hai at the start.

But after a few exchanges, he realized he was terribly mistaken—this guy is a complete maniac, what's there to fight over?

"Huh???"

As for the middle-aged man on the spatial spirit boat, hearing those two cries for help, he also froze, his gaze complex as he looked toward the battlefield.

Is this a plea for help from Fomen? No way—why would Fomen be begging for help? They should have the upper hand, so why are they coming to us for aid?