My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult-Chapter 206 - : Leading Heroes to Crusade Against the Demon Sect (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 206: Chapter 206: Leading Heroes to Crusade Against the Demon Sect (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Yujing City, Yue Mansion.

As the current Minister of Ministry of Industry, Yue Tingchen’s residence wasn’t exactly luxurious or grand, but it was certainly full of ancient charm.

Flagstone pavements, pavilions and towers, rocks sprinkled here and there, all harmoniously arranged.

Zhao Mengtai sat in the courtyard, holding a birdcage in his hand.

As the current Second Prince, he had only two hobbies; one was his fondness for beautiful maids and women, and the other was raising caged birds and beasts.

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Standing beside him, Mo Yan’s expression was extremely respectful, radiating a genuine admiration from within.

Opposite Zhao Mengtai was an elder in black, whose serene demeanor transcended the world around him, as if he did not belong, and the intermittent flicker in his eyes complemented his black attire.

The elder glanced at the bird in the cage and spoke calmly, “This bird was born in the forests and mountains, with a nature that craves freedom. Confined to this cage, it has long since lost its spirit.”

Zhao Mengtai murmured to himself, “This bird, kept in a cage, knows nothing of the hardships of the outside world. Isn’t that a kind of happiness in itself?”

As he spoke, he teased the bird inside the cage, which elicited a lively and melodious sound from it.

“Your Highness.”

At this moment, Yue Tingchen hurried over from a distance.

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Without looking up, Zhao Mengtai asked, “Is there any new progress on the military situation on the Northern Wilderness Path?”

“Yes, there is.”

Yue Tingchen took a deep breath, “Now, Wang Shiyi and the Chen family of the Golden Eagle Banner, as well as Bai Ying of the Black Feather Banner, seem to have become more restrained. The other large armies of Houjin also show signs of deployment. It looks like Houjin is truly intent on engulfing the Northern Wilderness Path and may be planning to completely annihilate the hundreds of thousands of northern troops.”

The Marquis controlled an army of several hundred thousand, accounting for two to three tenths of Great Yan’s military. If ultimately slain by Houjin, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous blow to Great Yan and could even lead to its irreversible downfall.

“Don’t be hasty, this is still Houjin probing,” Zhao Mengtai said, eyes narrowed to slits. “If that person in Houjin has truly made up his mind, there would be movement in the south. Since the south has yet to act and is still observing, it is clear that something is amiss.”

The south!?

On hearing this, Yue Tingchen felt somewhat enlightened.

Whether Houjin truly intends to go to war with Great Yan isn’t determined by the battlefield at hand, but rather by the actions of Zhao Country.

If Zhao Country also sends troops, it would mean that both sides have completely joined forces to compete for control over Great Yan and start a true war between nations, at which point the struggle becomes a fight to the death.

So far, Zhao Country has done nothing more than demand the Ghost Swordsman from Yan Country and move troops thirty miles away, showing that they are still observing the war between Houjin and Great Yan.

As for the demands of Zhao Country, the court was in turmoil. Some proposed to feign agreement to hold off Zhao Country, while others suggested outright refusal as a demonstration of Great Yan’s resolve.

But no one mentioned the idea of actually handing over the Ghost Swordsman.

The court and the Jianghu are inseparable; if Great Yan were to hand over the Ghost Swordsman, setting aside the question of whether they could capture this mysterious figure, just the court’s agreement to this would certainly cause an uproar across the Great Yan Martial World.

After all, during the great battle between Yan and Zhao, many masters from Jianghu had fought on the front lines, and numerous had defended their country; for Great Yan to willingly hand over the Ghost Swordsman to Zhao Country would undoubtedly chill the hearts of the people in Jianghu.

Such foolish acts would naturally be avoided by the court, and no one would dare to raise the suggestion.

Something occurred to Zhao Mengtai as he said, “Recently, my elder brother must be at his wit’s end, with all his thoughts focused on the war on the Northern Wilderness Path. How is the situation in Yunlin City?”

Yesterday, he received a letter from Jiang Renyi, the Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect. The letter was filled with reminiscences of the past, expressions of longing, and heartfelt disclosures. Ultimately, it revealed the true purpose, which was nothing more than a request for Zhao Mengtai to send some experts to Dongluo Pass to help the Demon Sect through a difficult time.

Zhao Mengtai did not take Jiang Renyi’s jesting seriously and simply destroyed the letter as if he had never received it.

He is the Second Prince of Great Yan, after all. How could he possibly assist the Demon Sect against the Ghost Swordsman?

If the Demon Sect succeeded in killing the Ghost Swordsman, Zhao Mengtai and Jiang Renyi still had a relationship. If they failed to overcome their difficulties, the relationship would naturally end.

Mo Yan stepped forward, “An eagle has already brought news that the Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect plans to fight the Ghost Swordsman to the death, and the Ghost Swordsman will leave for Dongluo Pass tomorrow.”

“Interesting,” Zhao Mengtai said.

Zhao Mengtai set down the bird cage and clasped his hands behind his back, “The Ghost Swordsman is mysterious and unpredictable. Not only is his own strength extraordinary, but he may also have a mysterious master backing him. I, too, am quite curious about this campaign to eradicate the Demon Sect.”

The man in black listened and said coldly, “A grand battle is bound to take place at Dongluo Pass. It’s hard to say whether top experts will take action.”

Zhao Mengtai chuckled lightly and asked, “Old Hao, what do you think the outcome will be?”

The man in black spoke solemnly, “The outcome may be quite tragic, but I believe the Demon Sect will suffer a great loss this time, and the Ghost Swordsman’s sword will break at Dongluo Pass.”

Zhao Mengtai nodded slightly, continuing to play with the bird in the cage, and spoke softly, “I, on the other hand, think that the Demon Sect will capture the Ghost Swordsman, and then use him to threaten the Zhenyi Sect.”

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In Yujing City, at the Lv Mansion.

Lv Guoyong, as usual, was busy in the vegetable garden at the back of the mansion.

Water droplets fell on the green leaves, shimmering with golden light under the faint sunshine.

Lv Guoyong straightened his waist slightly, stretching his muscles and bones.

“Mentor.”

Zhou Xianming approached and gave Lv Guoyong a deep bow.

Lv Guoyong smiled and said, “Sit down, Xianming.”

The two sat down in the pavilion.

Zhou Xianming spoke earnestly, “Mentor, I have made up my mind.”

“As long as you’ve made up your mind yourself.”

Lv Guoyong didn’t ask further, instead saying, “Some matters have been contentious since ancient times, so much so that what we become and what our ambitions are isn’t a matter of effort, but of choice.”

“All I can do, as your mentor, is to support whatever decision you make.”

Zhou Xianming felt a warmth in his heart, “Thank you, Mentor.”

His own pressure was immense, and the pressure Lv Guoyong faced was undoubtedly even greater.

“I have a saying for you.”

Lv Guoyong looked at Zhou Xianming and uttered deliberately, “Treat the doubtful eyes of others like a multitude of ghost fires, and boldly walk your night path.”

Zhou Xianming stood up and bowed deeply again, “Your student understands.”

Lv Guoyong thought of something and asked, “Did you know the Ghost Swordsman before?”

The first time the Ghost Swordsman came to the Lv Mansion, it seemed he was looking for his student Zhou Xianming, but he himself had intercepted him halfway.

“The Ghost Swordsman?”

Zhou Xianming shook his head, “I do not know him.”

Lv Guoyong nodded slightly, “What do you think of the rumors circulating in the market?”

Zhou Xianming spoke softly, “I’ve heard some as well. It’s said that the Ghost Swordsman has declared he will flatten Outer Heaven, but I believe this task is incredibly difficult.”

The Demon Sect was a massive force.

Professing to stand as Heaven beyond Heaven, it had existed in the world for thousands of years. To say that one would overthrow such a colossal entity was surely no simple feat.

No one knew what kind of methods this ancient sect hid within its ranks.

Lv Guoyong sighed softly, “It is indeed very difficult. I have found that the Demon Sect’s fortune has not weakened, in fact…”

Zhou Xianming’s heart skipped a beat, “What does Mentor mean by that?”

With the Demon Sect’s fortune still strong, did that mean the Ghost Swordsman was destined to face a dire defeat in his venture to the Demon Sect?

Lv Guoyong said nothing more, looking in the direction of the northwest, his brows locked tightly in an unusual frown. The current state of the world was like being shrouded in a black fog, opaque to even his vision.

The ‘young friend’ of his own was not a person doomed to die early, and the Demon Sect’s fate was still at its zenith.

The clash of these two forces, what kind of fireworks would they produce, and how would they affect the current world order?

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Pure Land, Lingtai Temple.

There are three great Buddhist institutions in the Western Pure Land, besides Leiyin Temple, there is also Lingtai Temple and Heart Holy Zen Temple.

Lingtai Temple and Heart Holy Zen Temple belong to the Lotus Sect of Buddhism, while Leiyin Temple belongs to the Zen Sect.

There is also a hint of strife between the Zen Sect and the Lotus Sect, but it hasn’t reached the point where they are at each other’s throats, fighting bitterly.

In comparison to the widely known Zen Sect, the lesser-known Lotus Sect is actually stronger, but the disciples of the Lotus Sect seldom appear in the world.

Now that Buddhism has returned to Great Yan from the east, it is the Zen Sect, led by Leiyin Temple, that advocates for this, while the masters of the Lotus Sect are still in a state of watchfulness.

Inside the great hall of Lingtai Temple, the statue of the Buddha stood tall, magnificent and resplendent, solemn and reverent, with the fragrance of sandalwood rising.

An old monk was sitting in the hall, meditating with his eyes closed.

“Abbot, there is news from Yunlin City,” a young novice monk entered and said.

“Speak.”

The old monk opened his eyes and said.

This old monk is the abbot of Lingtai Temple, Tianyi Bodhisattva, whose Buddhist Law is ranked among the top three in all of Buddhism.

The novice monk said softly, “The Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect is to have a decisive battle to the death with the Ghost Swordsman, who has also announced to the world that he will go to Dongluo Pass on the first day of the seventh month, inviting the heroes of the world to crusade against the Demon Sect.”

“Numerous masters have responded, including some from Zhao Country and Houjin, and among them is our Buddhist Da Yan Vajra.”

Tianyi Bodhisattva frowned and said, “Da Yan is among them?”

A few days ago, he had sent a letter to Da Yan Vajra, hoping he would withdraw from this condemnation of the Demon Sect and avoid involvement in the current chaotic situation, as the Demon Sect, with its thousand-year foundation, was profoundly deep-rooted. Even if the Ghost Swordsman had mysterious masters to support him, he was still fraught with crisis.

The young novice nodded, “Yes.”

“This Da Yan,”

Tianyi Bodhisattva shook his head and said, “Let him be, then. It could be considered settling a karma.”

Tianyi Bodhisattva was very clear on why Da Yan Vajra was helping the Ghost Swordsman.

“Yes.”

The novice brought his hands together and slowly retreated.

“A hunt at Dongluo Pass? The world’s situation is ever-changing. I still remember thirty years ago when the Demon Sect dominated the world, had anyone claimed that there would be a hunt at Dongluo Pass after thirty years, it would have been a joke among the people.”

Tianyi Bodhisattva muttered to himself, “The world is in turmoil; who knows how many peaceful days the Pure Land has left.”

In the face of the great course of events, human efforts seem so insignificant.

Pure Land, Pure Land, with dust in the heart, how can it be called the Pure Land?

About several dozen breaths later, Tianyi Bodhisattva slightly closed his eyes and continued chanting Buddhist Scriptures.

……

Yunlin City.

In recent days, the city and its surroundings had gathered countless martial artists from Jianghu. The streets were bustling with people, and the inns in Yunlin City were exceptionally busy, even private homes were packed full.

This made the citizens of Yunlin City incredibly excited, especially the innkeepers and tavern owners who made a killing, as these people from Jianghu never haggled over prices and were known for their generosity and lavishness.

It was as if a shower of silver coins had fallen from the sky, crashing onto their heads.

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The originally quiet and peaceful Yunlin City suddenly became bustling with activity, an event comparable to the showdown between Lou Xiangzhen and Xiao Qianqiu.

What was different this time was that although there weren’t as many top-tier masters as there had been above Abyss Lake, the number of people far exceeded those at Abyss Lake.

Regarding this imminent battle, some wanted to kick an enemy while they were down, some were just there for the spectacle, and others harbored ulterior motives, secretly plotting.

In the clear morning, a thousand mountains awoke, morning clouds emerging from their peaks, and amidst the lush greenness, milky white clouds floated around the mountainside, like fairy maidens gently dancing.

The warm sunlight scattered through the forest, casting a light veil over the earth.

An Jing opened his eyes, and his True Qi flowed back to his dantian, feeling like both his body and mind had reached their optimal state.

Luo Chongyang, Da Yan Vajra, Su Lian, and Su Yue, among others, also approached.

The Black Flood Dragon too raised its massive head, its eyes the size of lanterns looking on.

An Jing, sensing the changes in the surrounding qi mechanism, chuckled softly, “It seems that quite a few masters have arrived in the past two days.”

At this moment, numerous qi mechanisms surged in the woods. Aside from several First Grade experts, there was one that had even reached the Grandmaster Realm.

One must know that a grandmaster-level expert is an extremely rare sight in the martial world of Jianghu.

Luo Chongyang couldn’t help but remark, “This poor Daoist never imagined so many masters would be drawn here.”

The appearance of so many experts around the small Yunlin City had surprised him.

It was uncertain whether the commotion caused by Feng Lingyue had attracted countless masters, or if they were drawn by the followers of the Ghost Swordsman. After all, the Ghost Swordsman was currently one of the most top-notch Sword Immortals in the world, and his fame skyrocketed after he had slain Qi Shu.

“Along the way, perhaps other masters will come to assist us.”

Da Yan Vajra solemnly nodded, as of late, the call to rally masters within and around Yunlin City to overthrow the Demon Sect had gained an overwhelming momentum.

A bloody battle on Dongluo Pass was inevitable.

“Then let’s set off.”