Chapter 70: The Game of Theif and Mouse-5
Chapter 70: The Game of Theif and Mouse-5
Outside,
The old man's burning eyes had long turned bloody with greed as he watched the land of Heaven fall sect with the eyes of a wolf staring at his prey...
If his Yun Family could swallow the Heaven Fall Sect, then they would definitely be crowned the strongest force in all of the Eastern Mountains above the four major families!
Even the Yang family has to bow, after all, The earth always stays below heaven.
"Reporting to the Supreme Family Head! The news is indeed correct!" one of the servants of the Yun family, knelt in front of the patriarch, while he began to reveal information.
"The Young Master from Bai Family is titled Holy Envoy, and just recently a disciple was executed by Young Master Bai, crowning the poor disciple with the word Devil... Also, the few elders have decided to send some wines to us as a token of friendship,"
The servant reported everything he knew earnestly.
"Good, good, good! I have brought along all the old monsters today, so we can seize this opportunity to eradicate the Heaven Fall sect while we are here... The Xiao Chen has made too much energy during his time, he should face his karma now,"
The white-robed old man stroked his beard with a smile.
Joy filled his heart as he imagined the future, ruling over the East Mountains.
Fortunes always favor the bold, The old man was simply following the teaching of ancient ancestors.
The Heaven Fall sect, with a millenniums-old deep heritage, will soon be exterminated from the Eastern Mountain for good.
"Haha... Who would have thought, the time was such a ploy-maker throwing such dice at my face," The Old man laughed.
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"That's it? You are panicking over something this small? Is this how a disciple of the Heaven Fall Sect is supposed to behave? We are above everyone and everything, stand proud! Or else leave the sect... I feel Ling Fei was right, if you are afraid to fight, start learning how to spread your legs,"
Opposite to the disciple's expectations that they might get slaughtered, The Scet Master actually got angry and scolded them for their cowardice.
At the same time,
The other Elders and Beta Fang smiled and started to flatter the Saintess for her great effort, they thought as long as she could keep pleasing the Holy Envoy, the fortune keep flowing toward their direction.
An apple never falls far from the tree.
Seeing their flattery, she was a little happy but she knew they were fake at the end. They just want to use her and get rewards from envy then again, it was her duty after all, she is also a member of the Heaven Fall sect.
If her actions can benefit the sect, why not do it? She can't find a reason on why she shouldn't have a good relationship with the Holy Envoy.
It was like a Win-Win for her and the sect, even so, she didn't like how these people just saw her as a tool instead of a human.
However, she still had to keep appearances and couldn't just put down the majesty of her presence.
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Meanwhile,
Bai Lung was looking at all this firm the blue hologram, thanks to a system feature that allows him to check his harem members.
And Bai Lung couldn't be more happy seeing the situation.
Saintess was like a mold, unable to take shape under the pressure of elders and her father, and thanks to her this nature, Bai Lung could shape her the way he wanted.
She could be a fine pawn under his palm.
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A ripple of unease passed through the gathered disciples as the gravity of the situation truly sank in.
Faces that were previously etched with panic now hardened with determination, their eyes burning with the resolve to defend their hallowed sect at all costs.
The Bamboo Elder raised a gnarled fist, his voice thundering across the entire sect, infused with Qi. "Cowards! Do you not recall the proud legacy of the Heaven Fall Sect? Have you forgotten the blood and sweat of those who came before us?" He paused, his eyes narrowing.
"Or do you seek to sully their memory with your craven display? A display of weakness is not an option... The ancient ones used to say; Si Vis Pacem Para vellum!"
Hearing this,
The disciples gathered in the courtyard flinched, their heads bowing in shame.
But just as quickly, they raised their chins, their features set with unwavering conviction.
"Fight! Never back down!"
"Win! For honor! For dignity!"
"for the glory of ancestors!"
"Long live the heaven fall sect!"
A chorus of battle cries erupted, shaking the very foundations of the sanctum.
The Onion Elder chuckled, walking out of the chamber, his ample frame quivering with amusement. "Hah! It seems the fire of the Heaven Fall Sect still burns bright within their hearts,"
He turned to Sect Master, his expression oddly solemn. "Sect Master, give the order. Let us show these fools the true might of our illustrious sect,"
Xiao Chen's gaze swept across the gathered disciples, in the front courtyard a faint smile curving his lips.
"So be it." He raised a hand, his voice carrying the weight of unassailable authority.
"Virtuous members of the Heaven Fall Sect, heed my command! Prepare for battle!"
Immediately, the courtyard erupted into a flurry of activity as the disciples scrambled to arm themselves, their movements fluid and practiced.
Elders barked orders, their voices cutting through the chaos like the crack of a whip.
Beta Fang observed the proceedings with a sharp smile, just before, he had consumed bone-strengthening and blood-cleansing pills, thus, he was ready for battle.
Not to mention, he still possesses a Healing pill for the aftermath... It's basically a stage set for him to prove his worth.
'Keke! I have recently learned new martial arts techniques and spiritual arts, it's the perfect time for me to use them in action...' Beta Fang thought to himself as he clenched his fist, ready to face the old men.