Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 223 - 223 222 Divine City Turmoil 6

223: Chapter 222 Divine City Turmoil 6 223: Chapter 222 Divine City Turmoil 6 Once Uncle Master Li made his decision, he did not hesitate any further.

Since it had begun, let it be a magnificent fight.

He raised his eyebrows and bellowed, “Pi Buxiu, Liu Yiyi, Pei Yue, Yan Xisheng, Rao Zongzhi, your five groups competing for the flag may now attack.

I don’t care about the order within your groups; with just three people, if you fail to capture or defend the flag, upon returning to Jade Capital, accept your punishment: house arrest for three years, with all stipends cut off!”

The Quanzhen disciples had been itching to start and finally heard the words they were waiting for; once the Quanzhen Sect began its assault, it meant the Wu Sect’s counterattack was imminent.

In the battle of capturing and defending the flag, no one could expect to sit idle.

After a day of waiting, the thrilling collision began!

The silent Quanzhen Sect suddenly went into full attack mode, as five disciples dashed out from the pavilion, using the identical Sword Crossing Skill, gliding over the water as if skimming stones.

This was a distinct Water Floating Skill of the Quanzhen Sword Cultivators, like children throwing pebbles across a lake, leveraging the repulsion between the pebbles and the water to dart across the surface.

Although their posture was not as flamboyant as the bizarre and elegant styles of the Daoist Sect, they had the advantage in speed and startling momentum.

Sword Cultivators seek practicality, shunning superfluous techniques.

The Sword Crossing Skill is the best water-floating technique below the Tongxuan Realm, hence everyone practices it.

The Demon Sect disciples erupted into joyous cheers, following the Quanzhen Sect’s burst of energy; they too were going to exert their full strength.

Rao Zongzhi’s group had its sights set on one of the four Daoist Flags surrounding the Wu Sect.

When it came to arranging troops and forming strategies in a group of three, it was a scholarly matter.

Generally speaking, the leader should not charge lightly into battle, for if the leader fails, the remaining two would find it difficult to be effective.

Their initial plan was for Luo Linwang to lead the charge, followed by Hou Niao, with Rao Zongzhi coming up last.

This arrangement was conventional, and in fact, nearly identical across the five groups—there were not many tricks to play here!

Luo Linwang, being the senior brother and not one Hou Niao could contend with, patted his shoulder in a show of good will when they dashed out, “Can’t use the Sword Crossing Skill?

Then just swim across?”

Hou Niao was filled with resentment, “I wish elder brother Luo loses swiftly in raising the flag, to be freed at the earliest.”

Rao Zongzhi, listening on the side, was shaking his head.

Were these two from Da Feng Plain acting too childishly?

Had he made a mistake in his choice?

“Junior Brother Hou, what did Brother Luo mean by telling you to swim across?”

Hou Niao chuckled awkwardly, “He’s just joking.

Elder Brother Luo’s words are always venomous.”

The five individuals the Quanzhen Sect sent out were all skilled hands from various states responsible for supporting roles, but they had their own strength, or else they would not have been chosen by several disciples from Jade Capital; when they moved, the Wu Sect immediately reacted, with Daoists’ sleeves flying as they rushed straight for the sword flag.

The true contest had just barely begun.

On Lake Heart Island, cries echoed to the heavens.

The Daoist Sects had no such custom, and neither did the Quanzhen Sect, but the other factions of the Demon Sect did not care about these practices.

The disciples of the blood-transforming Wo Sect—who had been repressed all day—now finally had an opportunity to vent freely, why would they remain silent?

With the Demon Sect disciples creating a flurry of noise, the illustrious Daoist heroes naturally refused to show weakness.

The clamor rose and fell, thunderous and deafening.

The philosophical debate had reached a point where it truly gained its rightful atmosphere.

It was only in such an environment that the fight became even more fervent and spirited, inspiring combatants to perform beyond their usual capabilities.

Hou Niao felt some excitement stirring within him—a reflection of his Realm that his Heart Realm could not be as undisturbed as that of a higher-order cultivator.

Rao Zongzhi, by his side, remained calm.

“Junior Brother Hou, you’re a person who keeps his cards close to his chest, I know.

So what do you think of the situation now that our Quanzhen Sect disciples have made their move?”

Hou Niao felt a bit awkward, “It’s certain that the situation has been turned around, but it’s only temporary, after all, we were forced to reveal our moves first, and the Wu Sect’s strength remains deeply hidden, especially those from the Southeast Daoist.

So, things look good in the short term, but it’s hard to say about the end.”

Rao Zongzhi nodded, his assessment similar to this; among these fellow disciples, the only ones he felt confident in were these five from Jade Capital, because they sparred with each other often and understood one another well; but he wasn’t so optimistic about these Outer State sect members, this wasn’t discrimination, but a fact.

If they all had strength like Zhou Duo or Duan Kunshan, this battle would indeed be difficult.

Of course, this Hou Niao was an exception.

“What if, in our group, I go second, what do you think will happen?”

Hou Niao was taken aback, “This, that doesn’t quite follow the rules, does it?”

Rao Zongzhi chuckled, “Rules are made by man, and when have they ever been constant?

If I go next, it can free you up for more critical roles, instead of such futile waiting, wasting your capabilities.

Of course, I’m just talking hypothetically; it all depends on the actual situation, but you should be prepared for such a possibility.”

Hou Niao didn’t object, he knew Rao Zongzhi was right, the best application for a strong player wasn’t to be kept in reserve until the end, but rather to eliminate most of the opponent’s force in the early stages, which would be more beneficial to the overall situation, after all, this Daoist debate wasn’t a one-round determining win or loss, but spanning over ten rounds, depleting as much of the opponent’s viable force as possible was the main goal.

But they weren’t Upper Cultivators, they couldn’t decide their own order of appearance.

…With the Quanzhen Sword Cultivator’s intervention, the situation indeed changed dramatically!

Setting aside the tug-of-war over the other four Demon Sect flags, the five Taiji Flags, originally four from Wu Sect and one from Anhe Daoist, began to shift.

In an instant, the four Wu Sect Taiji Flags were seized, leaving only the Anhe Taiji Flag unchanged, which was a first in the whole Daoist debate.

The situation developed as Hou Niao had anticipated, but such a change also came with hidden worries; in fact, Wu Sect had only deployed Wei Kuiyang, a real master, and the other strong players had yet to enter the fray.

To his surprise, Ouyelei’s sword flag stood unyieldingly, proving his capability was indeed extraordinary.

“That Wei Kuiyang is quite formidable!

How many have fallen to him already?” Rao Zongzhi’s eyes narrowed, “Pity, I won’t get a chance to face him.

Do you have any intention, Junior Brother Hou?”

Hou Niao didn’t take the bait, thinking that if he aimed to side with Wu Sect in the future, it was best not to stand out too much.

Defeating a few ordinary Daoists was acceptable, as it would show his strength, but beating such a master would be overdoing it, possibly causing issues and generating resentment.

While their roots were well-established, he had joined halfway and could suffer for it; he was eager to hear news from Chong Ling Daoist and ask for his opinion on Wu Sect’s devouring actions.

His identity was in flux, which pained him, “Wei Kuiyang should be the target of Senior Brother Yan Xisheng, shouldn’t he?

How could I presume to snatch what others desire?”

Rao Zongzhi shook his head, “Senior Brother Yan’s combat method is overly steady but lacking in initiative.

Among Quanzhen, such tactics can suppress a host of fellow disciples, but when up against Daoists from the Wu Sect, who are good at grinding battles, that stability counts for little.

I suspect he’ll have a hard time coming out on top.”

Hou Niao just smiled without a word, Rao Zongzhi had placed himself in the role of the Elders; they were merely swords, where did the choice to fight or not fight come from?

He was starting to regret how he performed outside the Jin City Sword Mansion, even though he had restrained himself, he’d still let Rao Zongzhi perceive something; If he were now among the cultivators defending their flags, he would only need to defeat a few and then lose gracefully, neither revealing too much nor letting down the Quanzhen Sect.

Now, well, it was going to be tough.

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