Unlike Azure Sword Mountain’s single peak, the Crimson Sky Sect controlled a nearly three-mile-long mountain range, with various small mortal cities nestled between the outer range mountains where sect disciples’ families lived.
There were also inner cities where Foundation Establishment disciples resided.
And the sect’s main hall stood atop the tallest mountain, with the Elders and Core Disciples’ families making a city around it. This central city was protected by multiple layers of Array Formations.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the Elders Hall was very tense.
Three remaining Golden Core elders sat around a large circular table, their expressions filled with concern.
They elders had an anxious expression as they talked in hushed voices, gathered around four shattered jade tablets on the table before them.
“Four life plate jades have shattered during the night,” A thin Elder said grimly, stroking his long white beard.
Each jade tablet had been soul-bound to a Golden Core Cultivator. So their shattered condition represented that four Golden Core cultivators from Crimson Sky Sect had died!
“Don’t forget that Azure Sword Sect also have many Golden Core cultivators,” the oldest elder reminded them, his hunched back making him appear even more frail in the dimly lit hall, “So naturally there will be some deaths on our sides.”
“The death of four of our fellow cultivators isn’t entirely unexpected,” added another elder with a scar across his face.
“Indeed,” the thin elder nodded, “Sect Master Wuxin is extremely powerful. With his Gathering Spirit Finger technique, even if he faced multiple Golden Core cultivators, he should have prevailed.”
“But why haven’t they sent any news yet?” asked the hunched back elder. His fingers tapped nervously on the jade table as he spoke.
At this moment, a hurried knock came from behind the door, “Respected Elders, the sect’s Flying ship is returning!”
The three elders immediately stood up, their faces lighting up with excitement.
“Finally! They must have succeeded in their mission!” The thin elder exclaimed, his long beard quivering with anticipation.
“Let us go to welcome Sect Master and our victorious brothers,” the hunched back elder said, already moving toward the door with surprising speed for someone who appeared so frail.
…
At this moment, the seductive woman who was previously with Sect Master Wuxin was standing on the deck of the flying ship. She wore a tight-fitting red dress that accentuated her curves, with long black hair flowing down her back like a waterfall.
“Remember your role,” Alisa whispered to her, keeping a tight grip on the woman’s arm, “One wrong word and I’ll personally end your life.”
The woman, whose name was Xu Ling, nodded fearfully. Her once confident demeanor was now replaced with terror as she stared at Lucian from the corner of her eye. She had witnessed him killing Wuxin with such ease that it still made her tremble.
“I-I understand,” Mei Ling stammered and replied in a fearful voice, “I’ll do exactly as you say. Please keep your promise to let me go after that…”
“That will depend on your performance…” Alisa spoke indifferently.
Alisa wanted to use her to talk with the Elders so that they would open the Array without resistance.
As breaking through such powerful formations would take several days, or perhaps even weeks depending on the Spirit Stones they had in reserve, to continue powering the formation.
By the time they broke through, the other two sects would surely know and might send help.
After all they definitely wouldn’t want the Azure Sword Sect to take over Crimson Sky Sect’s land with its rich cultivation resources.
Moreover, she intentionally didn’t kill the other four Golden Core Cultivators of Crimson Sky Sect to avoid alarming them.
But of course, it was only because of Lucian’s overwhelming strength that he managed to suppress them easily!
Right now, the ship stopped about a hundred meters above the Array Formation of Crimson Sky Sect’s main city.
Hundreds of disciples had already gathered below, their faces filled with anticipation as they waited to welcome their returning Sect Master and elders.
Even those from the Inner City could see the flying treasure in the air.
Alisa said to Xu Ling, “Remember, tell them exactly what we rehearsed.”
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Xu Ling nodded nervously, her hands trembling slightly as she forced herself to calm down.
“Elder Su, Elder Liu, Elder Wei,” she called out, spotting the three Golden Core elders who had emerged from the main hall.
The Azure Sword Sect’s Elders and disciples were hiding in the rooms of the flying ship, keeping themselves out of sight.
Even though the ship’s Formation prevented anyone from scanning inside, they could still see if someone was standing on the open deck with their eyes.
Elder Su, the hunched back old man, narrowed his eyes as he looked up at the ship. His gaze fixed on Xu Ling standing alone at the edge.
“Where is Sect Master?” Elder Su called out with a frown, “Why didn’t he come out himself?”
Instead of Xu Ling, suddenly Elder Ji emerged from inside the ship.
His face was pale as he called out loudly, “The Sect Master is healing his wounds.”
“Oh, it’s old Ji!” Elder Liu exclaimed, relief washing over his face, “Is the sect master alright?”
Elder Ji nodded gravely, “Sect Master Wuxin used his Gathering Spirit Finger technique to defeat their strongest cultivator, but suffered injuries in the process. He needs to enter closed door meditation to heal immediately.”
He then looked down impatiently, “Why aren’t you still opening the formation? We have wounded disciples who need treatment!”
Elder Su nodded quickly. “Right, right. We’ll open it immediately!”
He took out the control jade and made a series of hand gestures while injecting his Spiritual Energy…
‘Forgive me, fellow daoists, I had no other choice. That beast used the Soul Suppression Technique,’ Elder Ji thought to himself with a sigh as he looked down at the disciples who were already celebrating.
When the protective formation was opened and the ship touched down, Azure Sword Sect disciples poured out, their swords gleaming in cold light!
“What’s happening…NOOOHHHH…!!” A young Crimson Sky disciple cried out in confusion, only to be silenced forever by a sword through his chest.
Panic erupted instantly. Screams filled the air as the Azure Sword disciples spread out like a plague, cutting down anyone in their path.
“Don’t kill me..!”
“I can give you a great cultivator’s cave abode’s location map…AHHH!”
“I have a hundred-year old Ginseng… PleashhHHH…”
“Fellow Daoist listen to me….”
CLANG! PUCHI! BOOM!
Blood sprayed across white stone pavements, turning them crimson to match the sect’s name.
Elder Su’s eyes widened in horror. “You… you tricked usughhh….!”
…
Within two hours, the Azure Sword Sect completely seized control of the main city.
The setting sun cast long shadows over the city, and the air was filled with the strong scent of blood.
All Core Disciples have been killed along with their families to avoid any future troubles.
As for the inner and outer disciples, Alisa chose not to kill them. After all, as a righteous sect, if they killed too indiscriminately, many cultivators would think twice before joining the Azure Sword Sect in the future.
Moreover, the inner and outer disciples’ belonging to the sect was not as strong as the core disciples, as only the Core disciples received the true inheritance of a Sect.
As for the Foundation Establishment elders, Alisa chose to ask Lucian to plant a Spiritual Mark on them to ensure their loyalty.
At this moment, Lucian stood before another trembling elder of the Crimson Sky Sect.
The old man’s face showed fear as Lucian raised his hand, spiritual energy gathering at his fingertips.
The elder pleaded, “I will be loyal to Azure Sword Sect, I swear on my dao heart!”
Lucian’s expression remained cold as he prepared to use the Soul Suppression technique.
Just as Lucian was about to complete the technique,
—
[Ding!]
[A Heavenly Fate Opportunity has been detected!]
[Do you want to use 155 Fate Points to see it?]
[Yes] [No]
—
Unexpectedly, the System actually sent such a notification voluntarily.
Curious, Lucian chose “Yes” while maintaining his focus on the elder before him.
Soon, another prompt appeared in his field of vision,
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[Netherworld Demon Emperor has reincarnated. Now a servent disciple, he is roaming within Crimson Sky Sect’s territory. He has yet to fully awaken his previous life’s memories.
Kill him, and the System will help extract his Innate Weapon from his Immortal Embryo]
—
Lucian’s eyes glittered fiercely!
The trembling elder mistook this expression as a sign of imminent death and began kowtowing desperately.
***
At the same time, in a medicine valley in the outer sect, a burly young man was harvesting the matured medicine herbs.
He wasn’t alone. Many other such disciples were scattered throughout the vast valley, each assigned to different sections.
Abruptly, the burly young man trembled as if a great calamity was about to befall him!
“What’re you doing? Why have you stopped working?” the fat valley master spoke strictly, his thin eyebrows furrowing as he approached the young man.
The burly man took a deep breath to calm himself and apologized, “Forgive me, Valley Master.”
But inwardly he cursed, ‘Just you wait. I’ll make sure to bury you here one day, you fatass. You and all the others who look down on me.’
As he worked, he couldn’t help but think about the strange dreams he had been having in recent weeks, which filled him with great anticipation!