Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 585 - 585 584 The Undead Army 3 Double Requests for Monthly Tickets

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In Longxu Gully, the atmosphere at the camp began to grow tense.

Various messages corroborated that the Undead creatures were amassing on a large scale in the Kneecap Desert; these creatures did not understand the concept of disguise.

Instead, they grew reckless with their assembling might, and under the investigation of human cultivator scouts who risked their lives to probe deep, the situation had become quite clear.

However, no precise data was available to measure the scale of this Undead Army, one only knew there were many, coming from the deep recesses of the desert, from places yet unreachable by human cultivators.

It was roughly estimated that no fewer than three thousand Undead creatures had gathered in several areas along the edge of the Kneecap Desert.

They clearly had no intention of moving out yet and were waiting for something, which made it all the more harrowing.

No one knew how many there would be in the end.

Recently, cultivators from all over the Jinxiu Continent had been converging here.

They were friends and fellow sect members of the local cultivators, but after all, this could not form a substantial force; the time of the Undead Army’s attack was uncertain, and if there was a definite date, it would be easy to assemble people.

But if one had to stay and wait for a long time, not many would be willing to come.

After all, every person had their own cultivation plans.

Yu Zhengxing stood suspended above the Protective Forest, feeling somewhat disheartened.

The Shan Sect annual meeting had concluded, and he had kept his promise by adding this condition to the competition for True Discipleship: contribution to the natural environment of the Jinxiu Continent was also one of the evaluation criteria.

In the cultivation world, you couldn’t just say straightaway that to become a True Inheritor you must go and risk your lives in the Northwestern forest.

That approach was too direct and would provoke resentment, secret opposition, and was not the way to do things in the cultivation world.

So it had to be approached in such a roundabout way, and it was believed that the majority of sword cultivators understood what the sect was aiming for with this proposal.

Even so, there were observers, resisters, those indifferent, and those who thought it was just a gesture, believing it wouldn’t truly affect the replacement of the True Inheritors…

It needed time, needed leaders, and only gradually could a custom be established.

Therefore, even though he had kept his promise, only a limited number of sword cultivators from the Shan Sect had come, mostly core disciples from the demon-infested faction.

Figures like cultivators from the three Manors, servants of the Prince Manor, and solitary lost souls were still not making a move.

Time was still pressing, and it was likely that the forces from the Shan Sect wouldn’t be able to catch up with the large-scale assembly of the Undead Army, and there was nothing that could be done about it.

The affairs of the business consortium were mostly settled, and when it came to benefits, merchants were always unyielding and everyone wanted a piece of the pie; the benefits were tempting, but the merchants had one last concern, which was about the safety of the Protective Forest and how to coexist with the Undead creatures.

So they had not yet put in the capital, waiting to see what kind of momentum humans could muster in this large-scale war in the Northwestern Protective Forest?

If they were defeated by the Undead Army and the Protective Forest was destroyed, then there would be no need to talk further; everyone would go home and carry on with their own affairs.

If this place attracted the attention of the entire Continent and humanity united to hold it off, then, of course, betting on this venture was the right choice!

Everything depended on the outcome of this collision with the real Undead Army.

Now from the direction of Ancient Lop, five hundred human cultivators had already gathered, most of whom were invited through private relationships.

Unexpectedly, the most influential were neither they, the cultivators with Great Cultivation of the Golden Core rank, nor those in the team who appeared to have wide associations and a genial demeanor.

In fact, when faced with a life-and-death situation, many so-called friendships proved to be but mirages, unable to withstand the test.

Contrarily, a person with a notorious reputation managed to summon the most support!

The pirate group from Lizhi Sea had turned its focus thousands of miles to the interior of the Shan Sect.

Members of Jin City Gang, Southwest Debate Gang, Sikong Gang, and Situ Gang all heeded this person’s call; there were even the unrelated Buddhist Sect monks from New Field and the elite Tongtian cultivators from Southeast Chu Sect…

Among the additional three hundred cultivators, nearly two hundred came from far away in response to this person’s summoning call, which was both exhilarating and frightening.

This had already surpassed the abilities of a cultivator in the Tongtian Realm, but Yu Zhengxing was unsure whether to be happy or vigilant, feeling very conflicted.

It had been three months since Hou Niao left Ancient Lop for the Flowing Sand River with no news.

Both Qin and Yue countries had sealed off the news, and no one knew the exact whereabouts of the Water Spirit Pearl or to whom it fell; whose household was graced by its presence?

Yet Yu Zhengxing still felt by instinct that this might not be a bad thing, indicating that there had been some unexpected changes in the search for the Water Spirit Pearl.

A change was a good thing—it meant one could fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the chaos.

Creating chaos was precisely what someone like Hou Niao excelled at, and he was not worried.

To him, sending promising disciples to the most dangerous places was his lifelong creed, which wouldn’t change for anyone, including this person.

True sword cultivators did not fuss overmuch.

A cultivator flew by on his sword, and Yu Zhengxing called out, “Yazi, from the Lizhi Sea to the Kneecap Desert, two completely different environments—how are your brothers adapting?”

Fang Yazi was now in the God Sensing Realm, still with that indifferent air as if nothing could ever change him,

“There’s nothing to adapt to.

In this line of work, you can’t pick and choose your environment.

If we’re at sea, we are pirates; if we come here, we are sand thieves; if the Heaven and Earth Chains open up and we all go to Outer Space, we’re star thieves.

The world may change, but our profession endures.”

Yu Zhengxing felt a bit of a headache, “So many of you have come here—how is the Lizhi Sea being managed?

Isn’t there a risk that someone with ill intentions could take advantage of its vulnerability?”

Fang Yazi was unconcerned, “The sea’s been too peaceful these years, so much so that it almost rendered us jobless.

Our departure was to give certain people an opportunity to show themselves.

When we return, there will be work waiting.

You don’t have to worry.”

Yu Zhengxing was curious, “Why, since you’ve arrived, have you never inquired about your senior brother’s whereabouts?

To my knowledge, you were all recruited by him.

Aren’t you confident, or worried that he might be in danger?”

Fang Yazi’s face remained expressionless, “He himself is the greatest danger, so we’ve all grown accustomed to it.”

“The Undead Army is assembling in the Kneecap Desert, an invasion looms near, and I estimate it will happen within three months.

Your senior brother might not be able to make it back in time.

These pirates come from various backgrounds and seem to be somewhat unmanageable; you’ll need to keep an eye on them during battle.”

“Rest assured, overseeing them is their job.

I will direct them properly.

And I feel that senior brother will surely make it in time.

As long as there’s something rotten, the flies never fail to gather.”

Yu Zhengxing still wanted to build a good relationship with this disciple, a promising young man, lest he be led astray by someone else,

“Yazi, you don’t have a Daoist couple yet, do you?

I’m aware your finances are tight and you’re not one for thriftiness, but there are ways to address this issue.

For instance, finding a well-off female cultivator to support you?”

Fang Yazi raised his head, “Many friends have advised me, including my senior brother, but what’s the point?

Why don’t you go persuade the wealthy ladies instead?

If they are willing, why would I need convincing?”

Yu Zhengxing, “…”

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