Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 606 - 606 605 The Underwater Monster

606: Chapter 605: The Underwater Monster 606: Chapter 605: The Underwater Monster Tang Youceng was defeated, and no one from Yue Sect dared to step forward and challenge anymore.

They really couldn’t figure out how to seize the initiative in such a fast-paced rhythm against a Sword Cultivator?

Seamlessly covering long, medium, and close range, flowing like clouds and water, exceptionally smooth; to really take on such an opponent, the only way would be to possess multiple spirits at ones, but that was within the capabilities of a Golden Core Cultivator, and if they dared do so, the result would be – mental derangement.

Or perhaps, would the spirits fight among themselves within his body first?

The Sword Cultivator’s capabilities had no weaknesses, and his system was complete, so don’t think about outsmarting him using some spirit’s opposite; it would just end up being a head-on collision, fast against fast, who could be faster than him?

Like the cultivators from the Qin Sect, no one wanted to embarrass themselves without any confidence in success.

Preserving one’s reputation is a cultivator’s nature, shedding others’ feathers and protecting one’s own fur, that’s common sense.

Among the five True Inheritors of the Qin Sect, Yang Guanjun’s expression grew even graver.

His intuition was right; this Sword Cultivator could win against him without even using the Body Sword Skill; the only question was by what method?

Moreover, he could see that the Sword Cultivator was showing off on purpose; he didn’t need to make things so complicated and could have ended the battle much faster.

Tang Youceng’s Giant Spirit Vajra might not even have had the chance to take over.

Was it a character flaw?

Or was it done intentionally?

Sister, is this his trump card?”

Yin Qingsi shook her head silently, “…Not yet!”

Yang Guanjun, “…We’ve fallen hard, is he really not a true disciple of the Shan Sect?”

Yin Qingsi pouted, “Definitely not!

A true disciple must excel in both moral and artistic skills.

He might have the skills, but those morals…”

… Meanwhile, Hou Niao, having displayed his arrogance, still knew to give others a way out, “Regarding the origin of the Yue Sect token, I cannot tell you the truth; I can only say that it was not stolen from a Yue Sect disciple, nor was it intended to harm for the sake of the token, it’s not worth it.”

A few True Inheritors from Yue Sect accepted his explanation, indeed, with his strength, if he really wanted to steal a token, there was absolutely no need to kill, as he could easily take one from any cultivator including Tongtian Realm cultivators, even those true inheritors among them.

When strength reaches a certain level, some suspicions can be disregarded.

We, the frogs in the well, have only now realized the marvel of the Flying Sword.

Rushing in blindly has only brought shame upon us; it is everyone’s responsibility in the Northwest to protect the Protective Forest, and Yue Sect is no exception.

Let’s part here, the mountains are high and the waters long, there will be other times.”

The six True Inheritors of Yue Sect left with dusty faces.

With Qin Sect cultivators present, they couldn’t afford to get too familiar, after all, they were true disciples and couldn’t turn their faces so freely.

Hou Niao slowly drifted over, still needing to show some courtesy to Qin Sect, one couldn’t afford to offend everyone, right?

Addressing the few Qin Sect True Inheritors with a bow, “Some coincidences are indeed arranged by Heavenly Dao, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to calculate the timing months in advance to gather everyone here, just in time for the Undead Army.

This required coordination with the Undead Army, as well as smooth communication, unfortunately, I don’t have any friends in the Undead Army.”

This was indeed the truth, and it was something both Qin and Yue Sects had pondered over and could not understand.

…

Actually, the intention was just to bring everyone here to see for themselves, thinking that seeing is better than hearing hundreds of times, once they see the grandeur of the Protective Forest, I believe that with the reputation of the Qin Sect in the Northwest, drawing swords in aid should be nothing more than normal.

“Certainly, stealing the pearl was real, I won’t deny, but if we consider that we did it not for ourselves, perhaps it can be forgiven?”

Yang Guanjun was rather magnanimous and no longer quibbled, “Our Ancient Martial lineage isn’t so crafty.

Among the people here, as long as Yin Qingsi doesn’t mind, we are, of course, willing to accept Hou Niao’s explanation.

Based solely on his conduct in the Protective Forest, Hou Niao is a friend of us Cultivators from the Northwest.

When you have time, Hou Niao, you can come to visit Mo Heshan and taste the fine wines of the Northwest.”

The Qin Sect Cultivator bid farewell and left.

Yin Qingsi had been silent throughout the whole event, which was also an inappropriate occasion for conversation—anything said would have been awkward.

Hou Niao also felt awkward—after all, his behavior these past few months had indeed been indiscreet, which was a fact, and it would need time to smooth over some things.

Looking at the two junior disciples who surrounded him, he never hoarded his supposed ultimate skills; a skill that needed to be hidden to function couldn’t be called an ultimate skill.

When conditions were ripe, he would compile these things into volumes and publish them, contribute back to the Daoist community.”

“You’ve all seen it?

This is my system; but it may not necessarily be your system.

Within the Sword Pavilion there are countless directions in swordsmanship—Body Sacrifice, Sword Defense Skill, Star Sword Skill, Supplementary Attack Skill, etc., the key is to find what you’re good at, then integrate them, and that becomes something of your own.

The future Body Sword Skill will be a major direction, with freely combinable sub-systems within the framework.

I hope that this framework will contain not only my stuff but also yours!”

Nan Xiangye just chuckled foolishly, “You’re the First Ancestor, and we’re the Second and Third Ancestors…”

…Far away, a figure flaunting charm swayed towards them, and even the short distance allowed this figure to display numerous tricks and all her grace.

Hou Niao was a bit puzzled, “Isn’t that Fairy Huang?

Why isn’t she experiencing the Dark River, what is she still wandering up here for?”

Yazi remained silent, while Nan Xiangye made gestures with his eyebrows, “Brother, the Fairy is here for Yazi.

During the battle with the Undead Army, she took great care of Yazi, admiring him greatly, almost as if she would follow him to the Lizhi Sea…

I guess the Fairy is here to invite Yazi to go down and experience it together, to let Yazi understand what Water truly is…”

Hou Niao found it somewhat amusing; this Fairy Huang was indeed a character, truly the Demon Sect’s style—seductive yet with a cold, firm heart beneath that flamboyant exterior.

Although seemingly flirtatious to the bone, it was just her way of protecting herself.

Getting close to Yazi?

He didn’t think that was necessarily a bad thing; Yazi wasn’t so naive, and Fairy Huang wasn’t of lowly nature, both were indeed fine Cultivation prospects.

Fairy Huang swayed over in three steps, flicking her hair and her eyes gleaming as she glanced around at everyone, and indeed as Nan Xiangye had said, her gaze lingered a bit longer on Yazi…

Nan Xiangye was not her type, Hou Niao was beyond her reach, but Yazi was just right.

Slightly breathless with a heaving bosom and captivating eyes, she said, “Greetings, Elder Brother Hou, everyone is here.

Why don’t we all go to the Dark River underground?

I have some insights on the Water Element, and might be able to help?”

Hou Niao gently refused, “Hehe, I’m afraid of water, afraid of choking…

Xiangye is of the Fire Attribute, they’re diametrically opposed…”

Fairy Huang seemed pleased with his response, showing the demeanor of a senior brother, “In that case, does Brother Yazi have some free time?”

Yazi was no longer the naive young man he once was; though he was not good at socializing, he wasn’t incapable.

For a Hunter, there was no rejecting the game between predator and prey, understanding the other’s intentions only comes with interaction, whether they’re good or bad.

The mood relaxed among the group, they chatted and laughed, until just before parting when Fairy Huang suddenly remembered,

“Oh, right, I just came back from the Dark River.

The Water Clan’s Sand Lord asked me to convey a message, asking Elder Brother Hou to come down, he has matters to discuss.”

Hou Niao was quite speechless, this woman really had no sense of priority…