Chapter 744

Not only did Li Zhengqing and a few others say that, but even the many elders of Yaochi Holy Land nodded in agreement.

「Exactly, Senior Yumo, we'll just help you out; as long as we can keep a bite when eating the demon emperor, that's enough. 」

「Yeah, it's just a Qingtian Holy Land; why bother you to personally act? 」

「We can settle it. 」

Everyone chatted back and forth, Yumo was left dumbfounded—damn, do we not need our Dao Yi Sect to act?

With doubtful and complex gazes, they looked at the Yunluo Holy Master and Yaochi Holy Master; facing Yumo's gaze, the two also nodded without hesitation.

「Right, Fellow Daoist Yumo, you don't need to act; Yaochi and I will directly settle it for you. 」

「With the two of us acting, the Qingtian Holy Master won't be able to escape. 」

Good grief, Yumo didn't know what to say, and even after returning to the rear courtyard, his head was still buzzing.

「How about it, Uncle Master, what did they say? 」

Seeing Yumo return, Qi Xiong and the others immediately stepped forward to inquire; in response, Yumo said with a complex expression.

「They said......... we don't need to act. 」

「Huh??? 」

According to the plan, originally the people of Yunluo Holy Land and Yaochi Holy Land were to go first, after all, the matter of Dao Yi Sect and Qingtian Holy Land had nothing to do with them.

But what's the situation now? What does it mean that we don't need to act?

For a moment, nobody reacted; seeing that, Yumo simply recounted what had just happened.

After hearing that, Qi Xiong, Hong Zun, Tian Nong, Lin Potian, and everyone else were dumbfounded—damn, can we even operate like this?

「Does that mean we just stand by and watch? 」

「Seems like that's what it means. 」

「This.............. 」

Just when everyone was speechless, the Qingtian Holy Master actually took the initiative to bring people and come to our door.

Hearing that, everyone exchanged a strange glance, then immediately went to the main hall to meet the Qingtian Holy Master.

The Qingtian Holy Master came with people; upon seeing Yumo, Qi Xiong and the others also had no pleasant looks—one glance and you knew they came with ill intent.

Indeed, that's exactly the case; as soon as they sat down, the Qingtian Holy Master spoke bluntly.

「Cut the nonsense; the Ten Thousand Demon Pass will still be handled by my Qingtian Holy Land, and your Dao Yi Sect can leave. 」

The Qingtian Holy Master also figured it out; all previous plans had ended in failure.

Moreover, the demon race basically had no way against the Dao Yi Sect; letting the Dao Yi Sect stay in the Ten Thousand Demon Pass was not only meaningless, but actually ended up helping them.

Just look at the cultivators currently in the Ten Thousand Demon Pass—they're probably all defecting to the Dao Yi Sect.

After weighing the pros and cons, the Dao Yi Sect absolutely cannot continue staying in the Ten Thousand Demon Pass.

However, inviting a deity is easy, sending them away is hard; you think the Dao Yi Sect is your family's business?

Abandoning the Ten Thousand Demon Pass is obviously impossible; even Qi Xiong and the others have decided that if the Dao Yi Sect ever stations in Zhongzhou, the sect will be established right here in the Ten Thousand Demon Pass.

Look at how good the feng shui of this place is.

Easy to defend, hard to attack—one man can hold the pass against ten thousand; most importantly, damn, the ingredients are right before your eyes, you can get them anytime you want to eat, and they're completely natural.

We've long regarded the Ten Thousand Demon Pass as the sect's base; thus, how could the Dao Yi Sect members possibly just leave?

Upon hearing the Qingtian Holy Master's words, Yumo directly refused without hesitation.

「Qingtian Holy Master is joking; we are human cultivators, and resisting the demon race is our duty. 」

Those words sounded noble and righteous, but even a fool could tell that Qi Xiong simply didn't want to give up the Ten Thousand Demon Pass.

The Qingtian Holy Master's face immediately darkened, and he coldly said.

「The three major passes of the human race have always been managed by the three holy lands; this Ten Thousand Demon Pass inherently belongs to my Qingtian Holy Land, and I order you to hand it over—you must hand it over. 」

「That was before; from now on, the Ten Thousand Demon Pass belongs to my Dao Yi Sect. 」

Qi Xiong also showed no weakness; upon hearing that, killing intent flashed in the Qingtian Holy Master's eyes, but he soon sneered.

Fine, you don't want to withdraw from the Ten Thousand Demon Pass? This conveniently gives him an excuse to directly request permission from the ancestor to wage war on the Dao Yi Sect.

Do you think having a Great Emperor in residence truly lets you stand against a holy land?

The Qingtian Holy Master sneered as he rose, his mind already envisioning the scenes of the Dao Yi Sect's destruction.

But before he could even speak, suddenly two figures appeared out of thin air in the hall, both wearing black cloth masks; without a word, they directly attacked the Qingtian Holy Master.

Moreover, even more masked people appeared, each a Great Saint cultivator, and without hesitation they rushed toward the Qingtian Holy Land's elders.

The sudden change left the Qingtian Holy Land's people with no time to react.

The Qingtian Holy Master was even blown away by two masked figures, and the three of them began a great battle in the sky.

「Yaochi, Yunluo, have you gone mad? 」

While attacking, the Qingtian Holy Master roared in anger; he didn't need to look at their faces—just by their aura he recognized their identities.

Damn, what the hell are these two guys smoking? For no reason they're attacking me.

「Ah? I'm not the Yunluo Holy Master, you've mistaken me. 」

「I mistook you? Damn, stop already. 」

「Don't waste words with him—kill him first, then talk. 」

Seeing their identities instantly exposed, the Yunluo Holy Master said somewhat guiltily, while the Yaochi Holy Master didn't care at all—what does it matter if they're recognized? Dead people don't speak.

「You............. 」

Hearing the Yaochi Holy Master's words, the Qingtian Holy Master was completely bewildered—these two guys want to kill me? Why?

Although the relationship among the three holy lands is indeed not close, it hasn't reached hostility, let alone killing each other's holy masters.

The Qingtian Holy Master was somewhat dazed, while the many cultivators inside the Ten Thousand Demon Pass, after feeling the terrifying battle aftermath, also rushed toward the lord's manor.

Their thought was simple: the Dao Yi Sect and Qingtian Holy Land have clashed, after all, even an Emperor Battle has broken out.

They who have already sworn allegiance to the Dao Yi Sect will definitely act now, ah.

Cultivators hurried one by one to the lord's manor, and some saints hastily drew up battle plans.

Wait a moment, do your best to hold back the Qingtian Holy Land's Great Saint Elder, help the upper sect slay these elders; as for the Emperor Battle, we cannot intervene, understand?

Understood.

Alright.

They are really anxious, in their view, at this moment the Dao Yi Sect and Qingtian Holy Land should have already erupted into a great war, with both sides locked in fierce combat.

Hurrying to the lord's manor, but as soon as they pushed the door open, the sight that greeted them left many cultivators dumbfounded.

Originally, they imagined the Dao Yi Sect crowd would be in the thick of battle, but instead they found everyone sitting in circles in the courtyard, chatting in small groups, cracking melon seeds, drinking wine, and occasionally commenting on the battle above.

Holy shit, what's going on?

The leading cultivators stood frozen in place, "No way, weren't they supposed to be fighting? Shouldn't both sides be locked in fierce combat? What do you mean by cracking melon seeds here?"