Chapter 143

【Demon Sect!】

【Sect Master: Heavenly Demon Cang Qu!】

【Realm: Earthly Immortal · Heaven Immortal realm!】

【Number of Sect Powerhouses: Three Earthly Immortal · Heaven Immortal realm, five Earthly Immortal · Heaven-Man realm, six Earthly Immortal · Innate realm, eight Earthly Immortal · Mortal realm, twenty Grandmasters, forty Masters, over five hundred Innate realm!】

【Number of Sect Members: Over five thousand!】

【Reward: Heaven-grade high-tier treasure: Three Thousand Demon God Records, containing the insights of the three thousand chaos demon gods on the Dao; when used, one can transform into any one of the three thousand demon gods, significantly increasing strength in a short time.】

【Placed outside the sect, it will form the Three Thousand Demon God Array; martial artists within it can comprehend the Dao of the three thousand demon gods.】

Heavenly Demon Cang Qu, who was in closed-door cultivation somewhere in the Nine Provinces, woke up at this moment.

Looking at the painting of the three thousand demon gods in his hand, Heavenly Demon Cang Qu laughed.

"Truly a good treasure!"

Heavenly Demon Cang Qu looked carefully at the painting in his hand.

He could feel a very magical power in the painting constantly attracting him, making him empty himself, and the internal energy in his body operated automatically.

Gradually, Heavenly Demon Cang Qu just looked at it and fell into a state of closed-door cultivation again.

Behind him, the illusory figures of the three thousand demon gods constantly emerged.

A thick black gas shrouded the mountain peak where he was in closed-door cultivation.

Pang Ban was also somewhat surprised to see the Demon Sect on the list.

The Demon Sect was a sect, but it had many branches, known as the Two Schools and Six Paths of the Sacred Sect.

The two schools were the Yin Kui Sect and the Flower-Between School, and the six paths were the Evil Extreme Sect, Extinguishing Emotion Dao, Mending Heaven Pavilion, Heavenly Lotus Sect, Demon Phase Sect, and True Transmission Dao.

Each branch excelled in different fields.

branch.

Pang Ban was the Sect Master of one of the small branches, the Demon Master Palace.

"With the founder showing his face, I fear that old nun from Cixi Cihang Jingzhai and that old monk from Jingnian Zen Sect will not be able to sit still."

Pang Ban laughed.

Subsequently, he walked into Temujin’s big tent.

Today, they were going to discuss the state letter sent by the Southern Song.

The Southern Song wanted to stop the war and indicated that they could double the annual tribute.

All this was because the Southern Song wanted to send troops to the Northern Song, taking advantage of the chaos within the Northern Song to eliminate it.

Making the Southern Song the only Great Song in the Nine Provinces!

On the Yin Kui Sect side.

Zhu Jiang Yuyan was stunned on the spot.

She knew the temper and character of this founder well—unruly and rebellious.

His whereabouts were even more erratic.

Therefore, this Heavenly Dao reward belonged to the founder alone.

"This is also good, saving the trouble of having an extra reward suddenly appear and making the whole Demon Sect restless!"

Zhu Jiang Yuyan shook her head and said.

She really wanted the Three Thousand Demon God Records rewarded by the Heavenly Dao.

With this reward, the influence of the Yin Kui Sect would definitely increase by a large margin.

However, relatively speaking, there would also be big trouble.

The Demon Sect was indeed a sect, but the infighting within it was very serious.

"Three Thousand Demon God Records, this thing seems very good!"

Seeing the Heavenly Dao reward, Wanwan’s eyeballs rolled around.

Great Sui Imperial Palace.

"Demon Sect?"

"Heavenly Demon Cang Qu?"

A trace of clarity flashed in Yang Guang’s confused eyes.

"Grand Tutor, if I remember correctly, the Yin Kui Sect seems to be a sect within my Great Sui."

Yang Guang’s voice was somewhat hoarse.

"That’s right!"

Yuwen Tuo nodded and said.

He had completely lost hope in Yang Guang.

Looking at the vicissitudes of Yang Guang’s face, Yuwen Tuo had never felt as peaceful as he did now.

Even answering Yang Guang’s questions changed from explaining well before to answering whatever was asked now.

Because Yuwen Tuo had already received a hint from Xiao Xiao Meiniang.

Now he was just waiting to deal with those noble families, and he could directly depose the emperor.

"Who is Heavenly Demon Cang Qu?"

"Why is his strength so strong?"

"Can he cure my hidden illness? Can he serve my Great Sui?"

Yang Guang’s brain was in chaos.

Saying these words was also a subconscious slip of the tongue.

"Heavenly Demon Cang Qu is a genius of a generation, having lived for hundreds of years."

"He is a Great Han person, and the Yin Kui Sect is a branch of the Demon Sect; this does not mean that the entire Demon Sect is in my Great Sui."

"Secondly, whether he can cure Your Majesty, this subject cannot be sure."

"Finally, wanting him to serve my Great Sui is absolutely impossible at this time."

"This subject once told Your Majesty that people who have reached the realm of Heavenly Demon Cang Qu and the others have long since lost worldly desires in their eyes."

Yuwen Tuo did not say a word of nonsense.

He just explained it dryly and did not say anything else.

After hearing this, Yang Guang was no longer as spirited as just now, and waved his hand casually and said: "So that’s how it is."

Then, he picked up his wine and continued to drink.

Seeing this, a trace of disdain flashed in Yuwen Tuo’s eyes.

Great Han Dynasty.

Emperor Ling of Han, Liu Hong, looked at the memorial in his hand and only felt that his head was very big.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion had swept through the entire Great Han Dynasty in such a short time, and there were Yellow Turban thief soldiers everywhere.

The troops sent by the imperial court could not suppress them, but instead fell into a quagmire.

This made Liu Hong very depressed.

"Trash, all trash!"

"Is this what you called a group of farmers who only know how to farm?"

"These farmers have made my Great Han elite retreat steadily."

"What are you noble families doing!"

Liu Hong threw the memorial in his hand directly to the ground.

He was so angry that he gasped for air.

Zhang Rang on the side saw this and hurriedly handed over the tea, saying: "Your Majesty, take care of your health!"

After Liu Hong took a sip, his emotions slowly calmed down.

He looked at the officials below with great displeasure.

He had long known that these people were a group of trash who did not seek government in their positions.

But he did not expect that these people would be incompetent to this extent.

The Yellow Turban thief soldiers had secretly developed so many people, and these people had not noticed any news at all.

This made Liu Hong feel very angry in his heart.