Daoist Competition-Chapter 1093 - 286: Strike the Weak, Avoid the Strong (Part 2)

With those words, he turned back without the slightest hesitation and retreated into the Demon Cloud.

Several elders of the Jiuling Sect observed this, yet showed no sign of reproach whatsoever. One elder even praised him, saying, "Nephew Yan did well; now is not the right time to clash with the Shaoqing disciples. Wait until we have ascended to the Extreme Sky; then will be the time for contest."

Xun Huaiying reached the peak where the Jiuling Sect resided, extended his hand, and fetched the talisman token. He easily took two talisman tokens, but his gaze remained icy and his face showed no sign of joy. He then turned his head towards the direction of the Yuan Shen Sect.

At this moment, a brilliance flew up from the Taihao Sect peak and landed before him. Tong Yingyuan revealed himself and greeted him with a bow, saying very politely, "Brother Xun, how about letting me seize this talisman token?"

Xun Huaiying glanced at him, pointing downward, as if a sword light flashed past indistinctly. Afterward, he retrieved his sword ball and walked away, flicking his sleeves.

Tong Yingyuan was puzzled and glanced down, his heart suddenly skipping a beat.

Just moments ago, Xun Huaiying casually struck a silent sword that cleanly severed the Jade-constructed Dharma Platform on the Jiuling Sect peak without a sound. Following the sword mark further, he involuntarily took a sharp breath.

The towering palace atop the mountain had similarly been precisely cleaved cleanly into halves!

At that moment, a line of twilight light happened to pierce through the gap just an inch wide, streaming unimpeded through the beams and halls, casting onto the surface.

All Demon Sect disciples within the Demon Cloud witnessed this scene, and their hearts were filled with profound dread.

The palace’s Dharma Platform had been surrounded by prohibitions since its construction, enduring millennia of weathering without damage. Yet under the might of that single sword, it was rendered useless, as if it were merely rotting wood, easily shattered.

Ms. Xu saw Xun Huaiying departing and no longer contending with her for the Yuan Shen Sect’s talisman token, her heart relaxed slightly. Her sharp eyes shifted, she stepped on a Jade Branch, and floated over to Feng Haiyang, saluting with a polite gesture, saying, "Brother Feng, let me guard our sect’s talisman token."

Feng Haiyang nodded, saying, "Junior Sister Xu, Tong Yingyuan from the Taihao Sect possesses deep cultivation, even beyond yours. Be careful on your way. Our Six Sects’ disciples are less in number than the Xuanmen, and cannot afford any losses. If the situation appears unfavorable, retreat early; there’s no need to risk it."

Ms. Xu composed herself and said, "Junior Sister has taken Brother’s words to heart."

After another formal salute, she stepped on the Jade Branch, activated her Escape Skill, and flew towards the peak head of her Yuan Shen Sect.

Feng Haiyang looked left and right, then smiled, saying, "The talisman token from the Nanhua Sect cannot be missed. Gentlemen, who among you is interested in fetching it?"

A melodious and gentle voice, indistinguishable in gender, replied from behind, "I would like to go."

Feng Haiyang turned to see a person with a stiff face and sallow skin, clad in a white robe with a high crown, exceptionally thin, with a mass of ghastly white Gang Cloud swirling coldly, seemingly wafting with icy mist. Recognizing him as Wei Chi Yun of the Haiyin Sect, he laughed and said, "Brother Wei Chi has heavier responsibilities, best to reveal less of your own skills."

He looked to a tall cultivator not far away, saying, "Let Junior Lu Muqiu take a trip instead."

The Junior Lu, dressed in a gray cloth Daoist robe with Mang Shoes and no ornaments, wore a mask without eye or nose holes, exposing only a pair of bright, spirited eyes. Upon hearing, he replied happily, "Since Brother Feng has spoken, I will gladly comply."

He bowed to those around him, his wide sleeves fluttering as he gracefully descended the cloud head.

On the Nanhua Sect peak, two Daoists in white robes sat separately on cushions, each with a Spirit Bird lying at their feet. These were the brothers Nie Zhang and Nie Gui. Seeing someone approaching from the Demon Cloud, the younger brother, Nie Gui, stood up, fired with battle spirit, saying, "Brother, let me handle this formation first."

Nie Zhang sat motionless, and said sternly, "That person should be Lu Muqiu of Hun Cheng Sect. The disciples of this sect are extremely difficult to eradicate; you must be careful."

Nie Gui showed some pride and said, "No need to worry, Brother."

He clapped his hands, and the double-headed Quail at his feet lowered its back. He stepped onto it leisurely, and the bird uttered a long cry, swiftly flapping its wings and flying up a hundred feet into the air, halting just to await Lu Muqiu’s arrival. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Zhang Yan had thought there would be a good fight when Xun Huaiying ascended, wanting to witness the famed Shaoqing Killing Sword. But to his surprise, Yan Huixin retreated without fighting, even ignoring the talisman token from his own sect being seized.

He pondered a bit, then realized the Demon Sect’s strategy.

It should be a strategy of avoiding the strong and targeting the weak, preventing direct confrontation with the most powerful cultivators of the Ten Sects of Xuanmen.

Given the strength revealed by the Six Great Demon Sects, as long as they avoid Xun Huaiying, Zhou Huang, and Huo Xuan, they have a greater chance of winning against other sects’ cultivators.

Even if the six talisman tokens, originally belonging to the Demon Sect, were all taken by these three, the overall situation wouldn’t be affected; the missing tokens could be seized from disciples of other sects.

Furthermore, now the Demon Sect already holds three talisman tokens, and only needs another three, which would be enough for them.

This also shows that in Chengyuan Gorge, Demon Sect disciples will not reveal their true strength as they are reserving it for the true life-and-death battle on the Extreme Sky.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan suddenly wondered how the Demon Sect disciples perceive him now?

His eyes gleamed slightly; determining his weight in the eyes of the Demon Sect disciples wouldn’t be difficult; he just needed to go up and attempt to seize a talisman token, and their response would tell him.

He cast his gaze into the Demon Cloud, planning to test when another talisman token flies towards the Demon Sect!

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