Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 877: 876 Anchor Chain Counterattack

Chapter 877: Chapter 876 Anchor Chain Counterattack

Hou Niao spent another ten years in this cultivation rhythm, during which Yue Duo didn’t come to find him, nor did he seek out Yue Duo.

This is probably the pride of a sword cultivator, taught and learned the same way.

During this time, a number of inexplicable events occurred on Hell Star, such as sudden increases in fights among the convict cultivators. Coupled with the constant hits from the Trial Arena in the Anchor Chain Star System, the number of convict cultivators on Hell Star is rapidly decreasing.

According to Hong Kan Daoist’s connections with his warden friends, everyone reported the number of convict cultivators on their respective islands, and it was found that Hell Star had shrunk from over 5,000 thirty years ago to just over 3,000 now.

This trend began after Hou Niao and a group of others arrived.

What will happen? Everyone has their guesses, and these guesses are increasingly approaching the truth.

The result is that even the usually lazy Unihorn Clan no longer sit idly; they have begun to tighten control, as seen in the increasingly frequent and severe Thunder Whip punishments.

Now on Hell Star, it’s impossible to start a brawl. As soon as there’s any inclination, a barrage of Thunder Whip strikes down. Some who used to be able to endure it now find it hard to bear, even Hou Niao, who has a unique understanding of the Thunderbolt Path, cringes after a thousand whips.

This Thunder Whip power is more fitting for his practice and cultivation improvement, just no more increasing it; if it increases, he dares not take a thousand whips, only a hundred, which would affect his cultivation.

By now, he has somewhat seen clearly that on Hell Star, the Unihorn Clan are probably just puppets, servants, with the true master likely being the Nineteen Continents, that Innate Spiritual Treasure.

This is also Wei Yi’s guess, he’s the only one who has visited a few times from the Upper Realm, and he dejectedly told Hou Niao that they’ve searched all over Hell Star for decades and haven’t found the real Nineteen Continents.

Though it’s on the map, they can’t find it; now they’ve abandoned such efforts, no longer rushing about for this illusory goal.

After all, the gap between them is really too vast.

Innate Spiritual Treasure, even in this universe, is among the topmost existences.

But they are all worried about one thing, seeing that the sixty-year cycle is already halfway through; at the last moment, by what means can they leave?

It seems there’s no clear enough path yet.

This is intolerable for cultivators; they believe in the mysterious but won’t pin all their hopes on mystery, expecting everything to naturally fall into place when the time comes.

This is an irresponsible thought, so from now on, Zhi Xuan and several others from the Upper Realm no longer focus on those groundhog-like Anchor Chain star system cultivators, but start searching for an exit direction.

Hou Niao admires how these people perfectly balance cultivation and tasks. It seems neither gets delayed. At least having fought Wei Yi a few times, he still hasn’t gained the upper hand.

He is growing, but others are not idle either.

On this day, Fairy Shui came to find him, “Several friends from the Anchor Chain want to talk to you, would you be willing?”

With Zhi Xuan and the others not sweeping around, these Anchor Chain cultivators started becoming active; they are different from Zhi Xuan, Yue Duo, and other Upper Realm visitors, all are in the late Golden Core stage, half a step into Nascent Soul; just like Zhi Xuan when entering Jinxiu, all were Foundation Establishment cultivators half a step into Golden Core.

Now sixty years have passed, the seal on Jinxiu is increasingly weakening, so the Anchor Chain people’s idea is to have these people enter the domain in Golden Core Realm, then quickly achieve Nascent Soul, to maximize their influence.

Their scheming is very deep; they know that entering the Jinxiu world, the main task is alliance formation, cultivating close forces, eradicating dissent despite not having much time to focus on cultivation, hence they come as half-step individuals, to compress the Upper Realm time to the shortest.

These people, having closer ties with the convict cultivators on Hell Star, are even from the same realm, domain, and Daoist tradition, easily gaining the convict cultivators’ support, like bringing news from home, or the situation of sect and old friends, or promises of taking care of family, etc., so their strength shouldn’t be underestimated, and in connections, they’re much broader than those allegedly powerful Upper Realm visitors who rely only on strength to coerce.

Finding Shui Zhen Dong and finding Hou Niao are not surprising.

On Shiqi Island, Hou Niao didn’t hide his origin from Jinxiu, nor did he need to. Given his identity, it’s quite normal for these people to seek him out; in truth, Hou Niao thinks their search speed is a bit slow.

“See them, can I avoid it? It’s just a matter of time.”

Fairy Shui let out a long breath, fearing this stubborn person wouldn’t listen to reason or tantrum; after so long in contact, she started to understand this sword cultivator, a good person, just sometimes acts without regard to consequences.

The three who came were Daoists in feather robes and tall crowns, impeccable in appearance and perfect in etiquette.

“Humble Daoist Zhai Xing Tu Gong Wang, Dutian Miao Ren Long, Ci Hang Du Shenxing, meeting Daoist friend.”

Hou Niao gave a bow, neither warm nor cold, “Jinxiu’s Hou Niao, honored.”

The four of them took their seats as host and guests, Fairy Shui accompanying on the side, as the intermediary, belonging to Anchor Chain.

Among the three, Tu Gong Wang was obviously in the lead, with three strands of long beard, and eyes opening and closing like electricity, “Daoist Hou, you’ve been out in the universe for thirty years, you must have some understanding of this universe, right?”

Hou Niao replied politely, “Thankfully, through the generosity of island friends, I have learned some, not entirely complete, please forgive any offense.”

Tu Gong Wang nodded, coming straight to the point, “Since that’s the case, I won’t beat around the bush.

The universe has its Dao, each occupying its place, each guarding its duty. This domain is the main, most avoiding long-arm jurisdiction, this is the rule of the universe cultivation realm; hence there is order, hierarchy, and stability, this is the cornerstone sustaining the universe cultivation world for millions of years.

Conversely, if any place in the universe has good things or great opportunities, everyone can rush to it, the chaos in this universe can be imagined.”

The tone grew fierce, “Those so-called Upper Realms are the roots of upheaval in the universe, best at stretching their arms, their eyes see, their ears hear, and their hands reach, this is the beginning of disaster.

Now, the Taiching, Supreme, Qingkong, Zhou Immortal, Small Xumi, Lu Su, Tongliao, Xuanwu, Yangding, Blood River, Burning Blade, among the Twelve Realms, venture far to Jinxiu; without prior notice or post-action explanation, their intentions condemnable, their motives suspicious, their actions shameless, they even heinously slaughter our Anchor Chain cultivators, a wretched face of upper realm angels.

Daoist friend, do you think this is tolerable, or intolerable?”

Hou Niao smiled slightly, pouring a few cups of tea, “Calm down, calm down, this is the finest sharp tea of Jinxiu, not a great thing, barely counts as local specialty.”