Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 805 - 44 Domestic Thief? [Combined]_2

Chapter 805: Chapter 44 Domestic Thief? [Combined]_2

"It’s absolutely impossible," Master Chi Yue declared firmly. "Tong Wen was born with a natural affinity for Buddhism. For him, that would be tantamount to self-destruction of his cultivation. Sect Master Han, please rest assured."

Before his voice fell, the old monk’s palm transformed, already propping up a golden light screen. His eyes snapped open, and the divine light landed on the screen, instantly wandering through mountains and seas.

However, as Master Chi Yue’s gaze traveled farther and farther on the light screen, the figures of the two disciples never appeared. Just as Han Qinglin’s expression grew increasingly ugly, a woman in plain clothes suddenly swept into the picture.

"Xing Zhu," Han Qinglin called out, "It’s here!"

The woman in the picture was none other than her favorite junior disciple, Liu Xingzhu. However, Liu Xingzhu’s current situation was far from good. In that scene, her body had several bloodstains, indicating she had suffered serious injuries and was currently unconscious. She was bound by golden ropes engraved with runes and trapped in a dungeon.

As Master Chi Yue’s gaze gradually moved outward, the location of this dungeon became clear—it was a solemn temple glittering with gold. And beyond that, this temple was situated within the confines of a secret pinnacle realm.

Looking further out, at the entrance of the secret realm was an old monk, holding up a golden light screen for a group of people. The screen showed fluctuating images of... at the entrance of the secret realm, an old monk was holding up a golden light screen for a group of people, with contents that were...

Master Chi Yue’s expression changed.

Am I looking at myself?

Before the disciples of Xuan Tian Temple could understand what was happening, Han Qinglin’s brows were already furrowed.

"Well done, you bunch of bald monks who preach compassion but commit such dirty deeds in secret!" Her sword qi surged to the skies, "Disciples of the Ice Soul Sword Sect, form the array! Follow me and storm this temple to rescue Liu Xingzhu!"

"Sect Master Han..." Master Chi Yue seemed to want to say more, but what met him was a piercing sword qi.

Shii—

The sword array was suddenly imposing!

...

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

A long-haired giant beast, roughly the height of a thirty-story building, resembling a lion or a tiger with hooves like those of cattle or horses, was not entirely visible. This was because it was draped in heavy armor, and the amount of gold and iron material used to forge such armor for the beast was unimaginable.

But that wasn’t the most astonishing part.

It was steadily advancing with heavy steps towards a colossal mountain forged entirely from vajra. On the peaks of the mountain were rows of swords and spears instead of trees; fortresses occupied the land in place of stones; exotic beasts clad in armor scuttled back and forth, and even the spirit birds flying in the sky wore a type of chain armor.

War Mausoleum Mountain.

This place, with its unique heritage of refining battle arrays, has always held an extremely important position in the Nine States Land, yet maintained a low profile. Only when they stepped into the limelight did people realize that this vajra mountain had amassed a terrifying amount of power internally.

Boom—

A streak of green light plummeted like a falling star in the distance, followed by an explosive roar.

"What’s going on?" "An enemy attack!" "No... it’s some of the junior brothers from the Beast Riding Camp..."

That green streak turned out to be an exotic hissing wind beast of strange appearance. A few disciples from War Mausoleum Mountain were riding on its back, and it was clear that both the beast and men had sustained serious injuries.

"Who did this?" an armored brute bellowed angrily, "Who dares ekin_themesaa our War Mausoleum Mountain brethren?!"

"It was..." A slightly less injured young disciple struggled to lift his head, weakly saying, "A Confucian cultivator. He saw our War Mausoleum Mountain armor and started attacking... He also said that War Mausoleum Mountain, no matter its standing among the Immortal Sects, isn’t qualified to compete with Yu Mountain Academy for sect rankings. Purely ignorant of their place. He also said... that in the future, every time he sees us, he’ll beat us."

"Grrrr—"

Upon hearing this, all the War Mausoleum Mountain men roared in anger.

If this had happened on Silver Sword Peak, aside from Empress Feng, any creature would ask... are you sure he was a Confucian cultivator? What’s the Academy’s objective in doing such a thing? Is it possible they’re trying to sow discord... and other such questions.

After all, such methods seemed far too simple and direct, like fishing with a bare hook... and on the hook was nothing more tempting than onions, ginger, and garlic.

But for War Mausoleum Mountain and Heavenly Gang Sect, both martial sects, this approach was uncannily effective.

"Let’s go and take revenge!" "Flatten Yu Mountain Academy!" "Not just that, let’s smash Ascending Dragon Academy while we’re at it!"

Amidst the angry cries calling for retribution, only an older and wiser-looking man raised his hand, saying, "Brothers, stay your anger, something feels off about this."

"Hmm?" Everyone looked at him, "Eldest Senior Brother, what feels off?"

"I suspect..." The wise man spoke slowly and deliberately, "That person isn’t from Yu Mountain Academy at all!"

"Oh?" Everyone was shocked and asked in unison, "How can you tell?"

"I have sparred with Confucian cultivators at the Immortal Sects Conference and I’m familiar with their methods. The injuries our junior brothers sustained were cruel and insidious, not indicative of Confucian magical powers. So, I brave a guess..." He spoke slowly for emphasis, "That person was hired by Yu Mountain Academy!"

"Ah!" The crowd shouted in unison, "Eldest Senior Brother is indeed wise, we wouldn’t have thought of that if not for you!"

"This Yu Mountain Academy is truly detestable, even hiring people to scheme against us."

"Destroy the Academy!"

The flames of war blazed up from War Mausoleum Mountain, with battle flags waving fiercely in the wind as though the surging undercurrent was finally about to burst forth from beneath the sea.