Chapter 229: The Return of the Beauty
After a thousand years, perhaps only sect masters like them had grasped the secrets of the demon race.
Although his master had a strange temper, when it came to the matters of the entire Eastern Wastelands, he naturally wouldn’t run his mouth.
In other words, the Eastern Wastelands was about to stir up another world-shaking turmoil.
It was going to be another catastrophe!
“Sect Master, is what Granduncle Master Jian said true?”
Zhuang Changhe rolled his eyes at the elder who spoke, and then said in a bad mood.
“Do you think my master would joke about such a thing?”
Yes! Granduncle Master Jian had always cared about the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect. Back then, someone had once hurt the reputation of the sect, so he killed his way to the sect with a rusty sword and forced people to come to the mountain to apologize.”
How could such a person joke about the safety of the sect?!
With that thought in mind, many elders of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect nodded solemnly.
“In this case, the entire Eastern Wastelands will probably be in deep trouble again in just a few days.”
“Sigh!”
How could Zhuang Changhe not know the seriousness of the matter.
Was the true demon race finally going to make a comeback in this life?
Even he did not expect that this day would come so quickly that he, and even the entire Blackheaven Sword Sect, were not ready.
Clearly, in his heart, with the current strength of the Blackheaven Sword Sect, if they wanted to face the real demon race head-on, it was basically a dead end.
Because the difference between the two sides was not a small margin.
Sigh!
He took a deep breath.
“Now that things have come to this point, all the elders know that the people from the demon race that appeared previously were just chess pieces set up by the demon race in the Eastern Wastelands. The real demon race will appear in the eastern wastelands next.”
Zhuang Changhe’s deep and solemn voice rang out at this moment.
Because of the foreshadowing from old monster sword, when they heard Zhuang Changhe’s words, the elders of the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect were more or less prepared.
However, when they truly heard him say it, they could not help but feel a little shocked.
Among the elders, there was no lack of elders who had previously led their disciples down the mountain to participate in the elimination of demons and defend the Dao. At this moment, their faces revealed bitter expressions.
This was because only they knew that the previous demons were already enough for them to deal with tiredly. Now that another wave had risen, and another true demon had appeared, it was difficult for anyone to be happy.
“Sect master, then what should we do now?”
“With the current situation of the sect, I’m afraid…”
The elder who spoke was Elder Gao, who had participated in the extermination of the demons previously. Although Elder Gao did not say everything, everyone present could vaguely understand what he meant.
Even the pseudo-demons from last time were so powerful, and the strength of the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect had been greatly reduced due to various reasons. If another demon army came at this time, then the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect would probably be unable to take care of itself.
Zhuang Changhe was somewhat noncommittal. He looked around at everyone present and said in a clear voice.
“Since ancient times, evil can not prevail over good! This is the truth that our ancestors used their blood and flesh to prove for us.”
“Those demons are just some petty people who can not see the light and hide in the darkness. We are people of the righteous path, so why should we be afraid?”
“Since they dare to invade our Eastern Wastelands, then what reason do we have to retreat!”
As he said this, Zhuang Changhe snorted coldly and waved his hand.
“Pass down my orders!”
“Everyone in the Blackheaven Sword Sect, be prepared for battle at all times.”
After hearing Zhuang Changhe’s words, the elders looked at each other and their gazes became firm.
“That’s right!”
“Sect master is right. We are the righteous path, why should we fear those evil and unorthodox disciples?”
“After the great battle last time, this elder has been idle for a period of time. If the demons dare to come, they definitely won’t be able to return!”
“I don’t even know how many demon bastards this elder has killed, Hahaha!”
“…”
The crowd erupted into a round of discussion.
The emotions of the crowd soared. Lei Mingyuan, who was at the side, immediately stood out and said.
“We will listen to sect master. Please make the arrangements!”
“That’s right! Sect Master, tell us what to do. We’ll definitely carry it out to the end.”
“…”
When Zhuang Changhe heard this, a row of black worry lines appeared on his forehead. He seemed a little depressed. To be honest, it was too difficult for him to be the sect master.
He could not enjoy the fortune wheel. If anything happened, he would be the one in front.
Oh my God! When will such days end!
You guys are asking me what to do? I also want to know what to do in this moment! The reality was that Old Sword Monster only sent the news back and did not really give a solution to the problem!
Now that the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect had a lot of work to do, and they had lost more than half of their manpower in the last anti-demon operation…
What should he do? What could he do?
With this thought in mind, Zhuang Changhe subconsciously looked in the direction of the Sunset Peak.
Eh?
Everyone looked at the sect leader’s face, which alternated between green and red, and could not help but mutter.
“Oh! I got it!”
An elder suddenly said.
“The sect leader wants us to let nature take its course, just like the clouds in the sky…’”
An elder from the spirit sect added, “Don’t be alarmed by the favor or disgrace, and let the clouds roll in the sky; whether we leave or stay, we will watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court with a smile!”
“Yes, yes, yes, that’s what he meant!”
“Sect master is a great talent!”
When the other elders heard their discussions, their eyes lit up and they nodded their heads in praise.
Zhuang Changhe simply stood silent.
Did I say that just now?
Did I not say it?
…
At Sunset Peak.
At the edge of a lush bamboo forest.
Su Xing was lying on a rocking chair, reading a book in his hand. When he heard the sound of sword chimes coming from the bamboo forest, a satisfied expression appeared on his handsome face.
“Yes, yes. Junior Sister Yan’er is indeed worthy of being the empress. Her comprehension ability is indeed beyond that of ordinary people. In just two short days, she managed to comprehend the nine swords of Dugu to such an extent. She is worthy of the title of an emperor.”
Actually, this sword technique was also suitable for another junior sister, but she was not on Sunset Peak for the time being.
“Oh right, it has been many days since I returned to the sect. I wonder how Junior Sister Qing’er is doing?”
That’s right, the person who was suitable for Dugu Jiujian was undoubtedly Mo Yuanqing, who was also a sword cultivator!
Chen Youliang had mobilized the members of the demon race to stir up trouble in the Eastern Wastelands, and everyone had gone to the Great Feng Dynasty because of the sect’s orders. As a result, Mo Yuanqing had inexplicably become the Great Feng Empress, and he had yet to return to the sect.
Suddenly, light footsteps sounded from behind him, and a cold and beautiful female voice sounded from behind him with a hint of uncertainty.
“Senior Brother Su Xing?”
Huh?
Weren’t the Junior Sisters cultivating? Could it be that the beautiful master had returned?
Immediately, Su Xing raised his head suspiciously and saw a cold face. Su Xing could not help but be stunned for a moment before he laughed out loud.
“Hahaha!”
“Junior Sister Qing’er, why are you back?”
If one could not forget it, there would definitely be a response.
Just now, he was still mumbling Mo Yuanqing’s name. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, she would appear in front of him.
It made people wonder if it was too much of a coincidence!
“Senior Brother!”
Mo Yuanqing smiled at Su Xing and cupped his hands!
“Junior Sister Mo Yuanqing!”
Su Xing hurriedly stood up, waved his hand, and laughed as he sized up Mo Yuanqing from top to bottom.
“It’s great that you’re back now!”
At this time, Mo Yuanqing had changed back into a green robe. Although she did not have the aura of an empress, he had more of the agility and elegance of a cultivator.
One word, beautiful!