Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 682 - 682 681 Uneasy and Nervous

682: Chapter 681: Uneasy and Nervous 682: Chapter 681: Uneasy and Nervous Guan Ruyu felt somewhat annoyed, and even he didn’t know where this irritation was coming from.

But an uneasiness had spread in his heart; even after the Sea God Festival had ended, the feeling lingered.

Was it because someone had stolen the spotlight from him during the Sea God Festival?

Was it because that sword cultivator made him feel an inexplicable pressure?

Was it because what he was plotting was actually related to the Shan Sect Quanzhen?

But deep down, he was unwilling to admit that his unease stemmed from fear; such an attitude was detrimental to cultivating a steady Dao Heart.

Theoretically, a powerful passing sword cultivator should have nothing to do with him, but that’s just theoretically.

The Cultivation World has too many irrational elements; hence, cultivators tend to trust their intuition more.

He was from Wei Liao Country, one of the three True Disciples, yet he wasn’t the eldest among the True Inheritors, and that was the issue.

Wei Liao was a minor Daoist sect; seen from the perspective of Outer Space, they were only afforded three True Inheritor spots.

This wasn’t the worst case on the Jinxiu Continent.

Some smaller nations only got one slot.

Merely having three True Disciples competing against each other could seem laughable to outsiders, but for those involved, it wasn’t unexpected.

For a minor Daoist sect, it meant fewer changes and more stability; if one could secure the position of the eldest True Disciple at the Tongtian Realm stage, then naturally, the country’s leadership in the future would follow suit.

This was very tempting.

He ranked second among the Three True Disciples and believed he was not far behind the eldest disciple, but in the strictly regulated Cultivation System, it was difficult to overcome this step unless the eldest brother made a fatal mistake.

He was someone who never relied on his opponents’ errors, so he always had to do something about it.

By a stroke of luck, he had gotten to know an influential person from the Wu Sect, and over a decade, they had gotten along well.

But there was always a bit of a gap before he could openly ask for help in securing the position of the eldest disciple.

In the world of cultivators, relationships are an exchange of interests.

Before speaking, one must carefully consider if one has the right qualifications.

There’s a basic rule of conduct; it’s not a place where you can make wild and unsubstantiated requests.

But he mustered up the courage to speak up because a change had occurred within Wei Liao Country.

As the eldest True Disciple, he might be granted regency by the Sect, which was practically an announcement that the eldest disciple would be the leader of the next generation.

If this step was taken, everything would be irrevocable, and he would lose any chance of competition forever.

The eldest disciple had good relations with many Daoist sects in the Southeast, such as Qi, Zhou, Guo, and so on, with many friends and even wider connections than himself.

If he wanted a change, he had to look beyond the Southeast, and thus, the powerful Wu Sect became his target.

When he approached them, he was very nervous, but the results turned out to be not so bad.

The influential figure from the Wu Sect agreed to help him by exerting pressure.

However, in exchange, he had to do something for this person.

He was to get close to a certain female cultivator, ideally to control her completely—both body and mind—for a specific purpose.

This request was both an opportunity and a challenge for Guan Ruyu.

Among the cultivators of the Harmony Dao, like the female cultivators of the Sangmo sect, who are skilled at seducing men, his Wei Liao Sect also possessed unique skills in attracting women.

It was a comprehensive training in temperament, etiquette, conversation, social interaction, psychological invasion, and, of course, the most crucial direct action.

When it came to the final step, no woman could escape their control.

To control a person, one must control them completely, especially their heart!

This wasn’t a matter of brute force; it was a despicable strategy that Wei Liao Sect, with its heritage, disdained to use.

He had been at Mirage for two months, and what surprised him the most was how difficult it was to get close to this woman, who kept a low profile and disliked public appearances.

This was the most troublesome part, for there was no opportunity.

It wasn’t until two months later, at the Sea God Festival, that he finally saw this woman, a natural beauty with a sword cultivator who was very fortunate to have her.

With his skills, he shouldn’t have approached her so hastily, as such a coincidence might seem awkward and unnatural.

But he had no choice.

This was his one opportunity—if he missed it, the woman would return to a secluded life, not stepping outside her residence.

Could he wait another few months or even years?

He had no choice but to do his utmost to plan the approach and make his unnatural arrival seem more natural.

He was lucky.

The arrival of cultivators from the Ying Platform presented him with a chance to showcase his abilities, and he seized the moment, outshining the others from Mirage with his strength.

If it weren’t for Zong Qian, everything would have been perfect, but the appearance of the sword cultivator had cast a shadow over his mind.

He was well aware of the complications he could face when dealing with sword cultivators using underhanded methods; however, cultivation was a gamble.

One couldn’t avoid taking risks and making sacrifices.

Fortunately, he saw the woman’s protective stance toward him.

This change was expected, and for someone adept at dealing with women, he was all too familiar with the longing of a woman who had been alone for too long.

It might not show ordinarily, but once her defenses were down, her passion could melt a person.

This was why he was confident he could complete the task.

Now he was caught in a dilemma, feeling the dangerous approach on one hand, and on the other hand, the task’s completion was within reach.

So, what should he choose?

Feeling restless, he paced back and forth in his small courtyard, musing about how life is full of helplessness, and the life of a cultivator requires constant life-and-death decisions.

One wrong step could lead to doom.

Should he trust his intuition or take a bold gamble?

Heavenly Dao wouldn’t tell him; it would only punish him!

Just as he was in the midst of his indecision, the sound of fluttering sleeves came from outside the yard.

The next moment, two women appeared before him.

The elder sister teased, “Little nemesis, what evil schemes are you concocting now?

Having us two isn’t enough for you?

You still want to woo that Bai Family lady, truly believing the Shan Sect behind her will just sit passive?”

The younger sister chimed in, “Big Bull, we’ve done what you asked of us.

What about the thing you promised us?”

Guan Ruyu smiled faintly, his confidence returning.

This was his trait: in the presence of women, he always had a sense of controlling everything—the most basic quality of their Daoist lineage.

“Two fairies, we’ve been getting along for a month; there’s nothing to worry about.

The items aren’t here; they have been left outside the city.

How about we pick another time?”

The elder sister shook her head, “I think now is just perfect.

The night is dark and windy, with fewer people around.

When have us cultivators ever been inconvenienced?”

Guan Ruyu saw the women’s insistence and sighed, “Alright, if the two fairies insist, let’s make the trip now.

But let me make it clear beforehand, once the exchange is completed, we’ll be strangers to each other.

Let’s not have any endless entanglements”

The sisters agreed, “Of course, you think we want to be on bad terms with Quanzhen in a place like Mirage?”