Chapter 58 Chapter 58 The summon button is gray again! (Update)...
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
The secret realm near Jiecheng was finally closed.
Just as Wen Jue expected, the spiritual energy gained from the secret realm this time was not as much as before.
After stuffing all the spiritual energy into the barrier stone, Wen Jue couldn't help but frown as he felt the little surplus. He originally thought that the income from this time would at least last for the next thousand years, even if there was no surplus.
But from this perspective, the spiritual energy in the barrier stone will run out in seven or eight hundred years at most.
The situation is not optimistic.
But Qin Zhou is back, so we should still be optimistic.
Wen Jue smiled, opened the barrier stone space, and walked in.
As soon as he entered, the smile froze on his face.
The barrier stone space that was originally illuminated by the stars is now dark.
I looked up at the sky, but there were no stars.
The stars are...lost?
Wen Jue suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
Then, he suddenly realized that he and Qin Zhou were the only ones who had been here.
The heart began to warm up.
Wen Jue raised his hand and threw out some spiritual power, instantly lighting up the entire space.
As soon as the light came on, he could see the warehouse in the corner at a glance.
"...I asked you to count the warehouse. What did you count?"
The warehouse was not taken away, but all the 'stars' were taken away.
Wen Jue simply sat down, looked at the dark night sky, and said quietly: "He took the things and didn't say a word."
No one answered him, just like the night sky, silent and quiet.
After a long while, Wen Jue laughed at himself.
If he asks you how everyone died, how would you answer?
I can’t answer that.
How did he die? He was the one who killed him.
Wen Jue closed his eyes and clenched his hands into fists, almost embedding them into his palms.
It’s not the case that everything will be fine just because the village chief has returned.
Even if there is a way to change the current situation in the world of immortal cultivation, the dead will never come back.
Everyone is qualified to look forward to the future after the village chief returns.
The only thing is, he doesn't have that qualification.
Wen Jue stood up suddenly, all the emotions in his eyes had settled down, his black pupils were like the dark night sky, without a single star shining.
[The secret realm is over, it’s time for you to go back]
"Got it." Wen Jue's voice was slightly cold, "The spiritual energy of the barrier stone is not enough, use it first, and when I get out of the prison, I will go kill people."
[…I’m just reminding you…]
"Does it matter whether you kill more or less?" Wen Jue's face was icy cold. "Don't show up suddenly. If you annoy me again, we will all die together!"
【……】
Wen Jue stepped out of the barrier stone, and as soon as he walked out, he disappeared on the spot.
…
And after that, the summon button under Lu Yi's portrait in the list of villagers in Qin Zhou's Qiankun bag quietly turned gray again.
Of course, Qin Zhou, who was immersed in blacksmithing, knew nothing about this.
…
"They are all dead. The life tablets are all broken. No one came back alive." When the old ancestor of Guiyuan Sect who was in the Spirit Transformation Stage came out of retreat, what he saw was the life tablets broken into pieces all over the ground in the disciples' hall.
"The life plates haven't been broken into ashes, which means their souls are left. Should I thank this Demon Sect?!" The old man in the Spirit Transformation Stage was furious and smashed the table in front of him with a slap.
No one in the hall dared to speak.
The fate plate did not turn into ashes, but it turned into slag, which means that the soul has entered reincarnation and is no longer a person of this world.
Thirty disciples of Guiyuan Sect went there, all of them were in the Nascent Soul stage. Among them, the sect leader was already half a step into the late Nascent Soul stage, but none of them returned.
"Who asked them to go? The secret realm is about to open. I have already ordered that no one from Guiyuan Sect should go. Who on earth suggested that they go?"
"Uncle Master!" The deputy leader knelt down with a plop. "Uncle Master, it was the leader's own decision. The Sword Sect did not join the Righteous Alliance at this time. The leader said... that it was the time for the Guiyuan Sect to establish the status of the Righteous Sect in one go."
Afterwards, the sect leader gathered thirty Nascent Soul disciples and went to the secret realm of Jiecheng.
The old man in the Spirit Transformation Stage had his eyes closed tightly, looking completely confused.
Why did the Sword Sect have the fewest casualties every year? Why did the Sword Sect always escape unscathed? The Sword Sect had someone to protect it. If the Cang Yun Sword Immortal stepped forward, even the two demons would have to give him some face. How could the Gui Yuan Sect's little guys not understand?
Why would you compete with the Sword Sect for the leadership of the righteous path? Why would you be the first to stand out?
In previous years, the number of casualties among the righteous sect was always much less than that of the demon sect, wasn't it because they were protected by the sword sect...
These young people who couldn't see the reality clearly, lost their lives because of this confusion!
“Uncle-master, before I left, I heard the sect master say that he had obtained a scroll of a demon-killing formation, and that he would be able to kill that devil Wen Jue and bring peace back to the world of immortals… If I had known that the sect master would never come back, I would have definitely stopped him!” The deputy sect master also shed tears.
"They are not going to seize the treasure, but to kill Wen Jue?"
"yes."
The old man in the Spirit Transformation Stage almost vomited blood.
Even those of them who are in the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm have no idea of Wen Jue's cultivation level. How dare these Nascent Soul juniors do that!
But taking a step back -
Thirty disciples.
That’s thirty Nascent Soul stages.
Even for a large sect like Guiyuan Sect, it would take many years of effort and resources to cultivate thirty Nascent Soul stage cultivators.
"Wen Jue, you are such a devil, you are so ruthless!!"
"Uncle-master, not only the Guiyuan Sect, but also more than a dozen sects in the Righteous Alliance... hundreds of people, none of them returned."
"What did those people from the sect say?"
“The ancestors of those sects… haven’t made any movement yet. But their fate tablets are probably broken. This matter…” The deputy sect leader didn’t know what to do.
More than a dozen orthodox sects had lost disciples, but the one with the most deaths was Guiyuan Sect.
This time, it is not an exaggeration to say that his vitality has been seriously damaged.
"Let's put this matter aside for now. I will soon break through, and I will never give up after my great catastrophe!"
Even at the late stage of the Spiritualization Realm, he was still a little afraid of the demon. If he broke through, would he be able to fight the demon at the Fusion Realm? Even if he couldn't defeat Wen Jue at the Fusion Realm, he would summon all the ancestors of the righteous path.
The matter of slaying the demon is not only of interest to the Guiyuan Sect!
Over the past thousands of years, countless righteous monks have died at the hands of Wen Jue. If they don’t avenge him, they are not righteous enough!
…
In addition to the several righteous sects, the demonic sect also suffered heavy casualties this time.
Jiang Huan was in the Demon Sect, and no one knew except Lu Xiao that he was from the Sword Sect. Everyone still thought he was the Left Protector, and even thought he was locked up because he accidentally angered the Sect Master.
Therefore, it was not difficult for Jiang Huan to find out some information.
Jiang Huan felt relieved knowing that the Sword Sect was fine, but when he heard that the Demon Sect had suffered heavy casualties, he couldn't help but frown.
Neither the righteous nor the evil sect has gotten anything good, so who is the winner when both sides suffer losses?
Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Xiao pushed the door open and smiled at him.
Jiang Huan: “…”
"So many people from the Demon Sect died, and you can still laugh." Jiang Huan looked at Lu Xiao coldly.
"You can laugh." Lu Xiao said, "The faction that disobeyed me is almost all dead. The Demon Sect can be stable for a few hundred years. Naturally, I am happy."
"Why are you frowning, Left Protector? The Sword Sect suffered the least casualties, you should be happy."
Lu Xiao came to the bed and sat down.
The smell in the house has long gone, but when I come here, I still think of some embarrassing scenes.
"So, you are the one who benefits." Jiang Huan was silent. Lu Xiao usually looked silly, but he actually thought of using the secret realm to eliminate dissidents?
Jiang Huan thought about it and was certain that this was definitely the instruction of the Supreme Sect Master.
"That's not important." Lu Xiao spread his hands.
"When will you let me go back to the Sword Sect?" Jiang Huan said coldly.
"I didn't tie your feet." Lu Xiao stared at his legs for a few seconds. Oh, they were still naked.
Jiang Huan quickly curled his legs into the quilt.
"You promised me to let me return to the Sword Sect, and the reward... has been given to you. As the leader of the Demon Sect, you can't go back on your word." That's right, this is a deal.
Jiang Huan wants to live.
Compared to sleeping with Lu Xiao for a few times, he still felt that life was more important.
Lu Xiao smiled and said, "I just brought back some secrets and wanted to tell you. Since the Left Protector can't wait to leave, let's go."
Jiang Huan's ears perked up, "Whose secret?"
"It belongs to my uncle Wen."
Jiang Huan shuddered. It was Wen Jue's fault. He could have ignored it.
Wait, Wen Jue is the devil, his secrets...
"I'm not in such a hurry to leave." Jiang Huan looked up at the sky.
"Then sleep some more?"
Jiang Huan was immediately furious, "What else is on your mind besides sleeping!?"
Lu Xiao felt aggrieved, "But I haven't slept for several days." I went to the secret realm before and had no time to come over.
"Let me tell you the secret first!"
Lu Xiao sighed and said slowly, "Didn't you and I follow my uncle Wen before? We also met Uncle Wen's lover, the mortal in the Qi Refining Stage. Do you remember him?"
"Of course I remember." Because of that incident, Lu Xiao was beaten by Wen Jue.
"He is my grandfather."
Jiang Huan almost choked to death on his saliva.
"Ahem—what?"
Lu Xiao spread his hands, "The one who raised my father and my uncle Wen. I wonder if you have heard of that legend."
"What?"
"The Lord of the Heavens." Lu Xiao said in a deep voice, "A figure from ten thousand years ago."
Jiang Huan nodded. Of course he knew, not only did he know, he was very familiar with it.
The legendary Lord of the Heavens was none other than the master of his master, Cang Yun Sword Immortal, and therefore his great-grandmaster!
However, Jiang Huan was young and had never seen the old man.
"That's him, my grandpa."
Jiang Huan almost blurted out, "Are you sick?"
How could his master's grandfather be the one who raised Wen Jue and the Supreme Sect Master? His master's grandfather was the one who raised his master!
"You... are mistaken?" Jiang Huan coughed lightly, "Legend has it that the one raised by the Lord of the Heavens... should be the Cang Yun Sword Immortal..."
Lu Xiao waved his hand, "It doesn't matter."
Jiang Huan: “…”
What's the difference?
"Come to think of it, how did you know that my grandfather raised the Cang Yun Sword Immortal?" Lu Xiao asked with narrowed eyes, "The Left Protector is indeed a very important figure in the Sword Sect."
Jiang Huan shuddered and said in a deep voice, "I am just an ordinary inner sect disciple."
If Lu Xiao knew that he was the junior brother of the Sword Sect's leader, and the disciple of the Cang Yun Sword Immortal... there might be trouble.
It’s better to just keep it a secret.
Lu Xiao: "Oh~ an ordinary inner sect disciple. Let's go see my grandfather together next time."
Jiang Huan:?
"Don't you want to meet the legendary figure?"
"…It's not that I don't want to, but are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"You doubt me?" Lu Xiao leaned forward to hold him down, "It seems that I have to prove my strength."
Jiang Huan: ...
Three seconds later, Lu Xiao was thrown out of the room, with a word from Jiang Huan attached -
"roll."
He was sure that the leader of the Demon Sect was ill.
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