The Steward Demonic Emperor

Chapter 734: Join Forces



Chapter 734: Join Forces

Chapter 734: Join Forces

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“Cough~”

Clearing his throat, Zhuo Fan looked at the elders and venerables, his face hard and dead serious, “People, we’ll stop here for now. I have to make you understand why we’re going to Mystical Heaven Sect. Everyone get ready and prepare for action!”

They all frowned at how he spoke.

They already found the fact he got all the experts from the sect strange, but Zhuo Fan’s hard look seemed to show this matter had far more implications than he let on.

They all looked at him, tension clear in their expressions.

“We’re going to Mystical Heaven Sect to…” Zhuo Fan squinted and shouted, “Attack! To teach them a lesson!”

[What?!]

They cried out instantly at such a preposterous idea.

Venerable Bai even refuted, “Steward Zhuo, t-that’s going over the line. The nine sects’ scuffles are minor, but to attack a sect like this without justification is criminal! The Double Dragon Manor will definitely intervene at some point and will punish us. None of us can take such blame. Not even Sect Leader!”

Zhuo Fan scratched his nose.

[Justification? Did grabbing girls sounded better? Who the hell would risk their lives then?]

“Steward Zhuo, is this really… Sect Leader’s intent?” Venerable Qi looked at Kui Lang and figured something out. “If Sect Leader has no real reason, it’s best we go back. It’s not too late. If we go now, none of us can take on such a heavy responsibility for what may come.”

Venerable Qi looked long at Zhuo Fan as he advised.

He was reminding Steward Zhuo.

[A mere girl ain’t worth going crazy over. We can still turn back. Let’s pretend that nothing happened before we lose more than we can afford.]

Venerable Qi didn’t expose Zhuo Fan’s intent, as a huge gesture of respect, but would Zhuo Fan balk so easily?

Zhuo Fan huffed and glared at them all, “Do you know why I never stated the reason back in the sect? It’s because I feared Venerable Shi’s lies would block the attack on Mystical Heaven Sect. Why? Because if they lost this battle, they would lose everything. We, however, aren’t afraid, because we came from nothing and everything will be earned after. It’s never in the now!”

They all shook and looked on with serious faces. The laborers were even echoing him.

“Many things had happened in the Double Dragon Gathering but I did not let the three venerables speak of them, out of fear that you would be impulsive.”

With a drawn out sigh, Zhuo Fan continued with a crestfallen tone, “Actually, our achievements could have been higher. But because of Mystical Heaven Sect’s schemes, we suffered in singles, losing our chance to be a superior-three sect.”

[That really happened?]

The oldies whispered among each other in anger.

Zhuo Fan eyed Fiend Yang, shouting, “Venerable Fiend Yang, isn’t that so?”

“Y-yes…” Startled, Fiend Yang bobbed his head. Though Zhuo Fan had deliberated with the team on this matter before, to report only the good news for a greater achievement.

Yet Zhuo Fan had now used it as an excuse to get Chu Qingcheng. He was going to do anything to instill hatred into these people and save his girl.

Fiend Yang had no clue about this so he just agreed.

With a dark look, Zhuo Fan gnashed his teeth, “Sect Leader was enraged when he heard the dire consequences. Mystical Heaven Sect is a lower-three sect like we used to be. Now that we’re about to be a real middle-three sect, are we about to stand their humiliation? That’s why Sect Leader sent me a month earlier to return the favor, to show off our sect’s power.”

Having seen Steward Zhuo’s light, they now knew he didn’t leave for the secular world as it was said, but because of Sect Leader’s order!

“But just as I got to Mystical Heaven Sect, something grave happened.”

Zhuo Fan’s tone shifted, “They want to combine with Heaven Trailing Sect. This will raise them above the middle-three sect’s power just so they would suppress us from the shadows. Hearing this news, I rushed to report to Sect Leader. In this time, there were even two elders who came to silence me, but of course I killed them instead!”

[What?!]

The oldies exploded in rage. Mystical Heaven Sect was too damn presumptuous.

[Leaving Double Dragon Gathering’s schemes behind, sending elders to kill our greatest contributor must be punished.]

[Do they think Demon Scheming Sect can be messed with?]

Seeing their anger, Zhuo Fan grinned on the inside, “Sect Leader was also furious hearing of this and wanted to deal with them personally. But you all know Sect Leader is holding talks with all kinds of empires. If we get pushed back because of two sects, it will affect our name. That’s why Sect Leader had me make the first move. Since we can’t win Heaven Trailing Sect, that doesn’t mean we can’t touch its little bro!”

“So Sect Leader gave me his badge, leaving me in charge. Even if Double Dragon Manor would punish us, we have to fight for our name. We are a middle-three sect now, not something a lower-three sect can mess with. This fight will establish us among the middle-three sects. As long as Mystical Heaven Sect isn’t destroyed, what’s so grave about some punishment? I would even return the two thousand sacred stones if I had to, just to preserve our name in the western lands!”

“Steward Zhuo is truly honorable. If you do it, how can’t we? Let’s mess ’em up!”

The crowd cheered with a roar, ready to go kill their way into Mystical Heaven Sect.

Kui Lang had a dumb look on his face.

[Steward Zhuo’s wild boasting had the sects’ elders thirsting for battle. Now even if Sect Leader shows up, they won’t stop either. ]

Just how did these shrewd old guys end up taken in by Zhuo Fan’s words so easily?

That was because Zhuo Fan had preyed on their minds.

To get someone to give their life for you, benefits were a must; pillaging Mystical Heaven Sect. On the other hand, there was also a need for a reason; Sect Leader’s order was the perfect excuse. While also making him the scapegoat. Zhuo Fan even said he would return his sacred stones if he had to. It showed he’d take the blame as well. And finally, focusing their anger on a common enemy, getting everyone roaring to go.

Everything went as Zhuo Fan wanted it to. He got every oldie on board, even if they had some doubts.

Because Zhuo Fan had smoothened over their worries already. Now all they had to do was follow Zhuo Fan into battle and get those girls back.

Hu~

Zhuo Fan eased a breath and sported a strange grin.

Dan’er was stumped. This big talker actually got this motley crew to save someone!

“Even I would’ve believed him if I didn’t know something about this, ha-ha-ha…” Venerable Qi shook his head.

Fiend Yang’s brow shook, “Wasn’t that badge used to be the leader in the Double Dragon Gathering? How did it become Wuyue’s proof to attack Mystical Heaven Sect?”

Fiend Yang was perplexed. The disciples who went to Double Dragon Gathering were also aware of the gaps in that glorious speech. But they were on Zhuo Fan’s side.

The previously puzzled Demon Scheming Sect’s crowd was now united under a single thought, to kill. All that was left was to get to Mystical Heaven Sect.

Seeing as he could not stop Zhuo Fan, Venerable Qi proposed a valid point, “Steward Zhuo, Mystical Heaven Sect is mostly the same size as us, but we are now going without everyone and are about to attack their home ground. It’ll be hard to beat them behind their array.”

The people stopped being noisy and frowned.

[True.]

Zhuo Fan’s brow shook and grinned. He turned around to look at a black cloud coming over, led by a familiar figure, “Brother Zhuo, we’ve come to help?”

[Who?]

The Demon Scheming Sect’s people looked up to see the sky covered by a throng of men as they flew over.

In the lead was a man in his twenties, filled with vigor and regal.

Zhuo Fan’s features softened as he smiled, “You’ve grown, Yunhai.”

“Brothers have come to answer the call!”

Zhuo Fan’s eyes flashed and laughed, “Ha-ha-ha, now we have enough men. My two armies will join forces and win.”


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