Cultivating with Symbiosis Panel-Chapter 691 - 388: So That’s What the Demon Race Is Like...

Chapter 691: Chapter 388: So That’s What the Demon Race Is Like...

After a brief discussion.

The Divinity Transformation Sword Cultivator decided:

"Go ahead and rescue your parents."

"No matter what, you’re a disciple of Celestial Vein Sword Mountain, regardless of your previous identity."

What a joke. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

This guy is already a Nascent Soul True Man, even if considering some issues that can’t be openly discussed, we can’t just kick him out.

Plus, his master is also on the path to Divinity Transformation and is currently in seclusion.

The most important thing is that he is now a disciple of Celestial Vein Sword Mountain, regardless of his prior identity—it can’t affect his status now—he can only be a disciple of Celestial Vein Sword Mountain.

Unless he betrays the sect.

Otherwise.

"..."

Thinking of this, the Divinity Transformation Cultivator recalled what Wei Qingye mentioned earlier, regarding the matter of Ancestor Miyano.

This matter cannot be spoken of to outsiders.

An esteemed ancestor, how could this happen?

But the right and wrong can’t be distinguished anymore.

Rationally, she feels the ancestor should have given way to the disciple, even if it meant recreating a new physical body—so why was the ancestor so stubborn about that Celestial Vein incarnation?

Some matters, even outsiders and the Four Seasons Sect’s ancestor might not understand, but she knew.

The physical body has never been a shackle for Sword Cultivators.

Or rather, the physical body is the shackle.

If the relatively "frail" mortal body were lost, a Sword Cultivator’s will could extend infinitely, like stars in the sky, eternally shining.

Thinking of this.

She called out to Daoist Xiaji, who was watching:

"Dao You."

"I must trouble you to hold the fort and make a trip to the Demon Race."

"I have some matters to handle."

Daoist Xiaji: "???"

What do you mean?

Isn’t this a matter of Celestial Vein Sword Mountain?

What does it mean to have an outsider Divinity Transformation hold the fort?

He was about to say a few words.

But that person had already looked at Li Ye, speaking in a gentle tone:

"If he isn’t willing to go, then I must trouble you to make the trip."

"..."

Me.

Me?

Even though I’m already Nascent Soul, you want me to fight Divinity Transformation, that should still be a bit problematic, right?

Li Ye looked at Daoist Xiaji with an expression of speechlessness.

The latter ground his teeth and said hatefully: "You’re truly shameless, not handling matters of your own family, yet having me, an outsider, do it.

Even having my kid help.

Do you really think that your face is worth that much?"

He said that, but.

Daoist Xiaji had already decided to go.

Logically, the sect leader should go for such a matter of picking the fight, not only the Divinity Transformation but the Sect Leader should definitely go.

Yet she asked him to go.

There must be something more important to handle.

"I beg you." The Divinity Transformation Cultivator smiled, and then said to Wei Qingye: "Sorry, I do indeed have urgent matters, so I can only have Daoist Xiaji hold the fort.

However, I grant you a Heavenly Sword from our sect.

If the Demon Race truly resists defiantly, then pay no mind, just sweep through the Demon Realm thoroughly, as long as enough are killed.

Then there’s no need to worry about any trouble."

As she spoke.

She raised her hand in a beckoning motion.

The surrounding cloud mist suddenly began to surge.

A sword blade, seemingly formed from cloud qi, appeared out of thin air, then landed in front of Wei Qingye.

This was one of the three Heavenly Swords created by ancestors of Celestial Vein Sword Mountain with innate materials when they established the world, the "Night Spirit Cloud Mending Sword."

Coincidentally.

It was left behind by Ancestor Miyano.

As Wei Qingye took the sword in his hand, he felt a strange stirring in his heart.

He knew, this was caused by the consciousness left behind by the Miyano Heavenly Venerate once inside his body; simply put, he was born to harmonize with the sword.

"Alas."

He didn’t refuse.

As long as he could use his body as a furnace to blend any external force into the power he wielded, it was acceptable.

He didn’t care what external force it was.

...

The disciples of Celestial Vein Sword Mountain, upon learning that Wei Qingye’s parents were actually imprisoned by the Demon Race, and the Demon Race had a Divinity Transformation level among them.

They were tremendously stirred.

No need for words.

Numerous sword lights followed behind Wei Qingye.

In a grand wave like disaster clouds covering the sun, they flew directly towards the territory of the Demon Race, with no attempt at concealment.

Forget about the Demon Race.

Even if other sects dared such provocation, it would be relentless and unending.

Sword Cultivators truly consume everything and are not picky, but they refuse to suffer losses.

And the Sword Cultivators approached with no attempt at concealment.

The Demon Race scouts saw this, of course.

Terrified, they conveyed the news back to the royal court of the Demon Race, wondering if it was aiming to obliterate the Demon Race?

Moreover, the one leading was actually a Divinity Transformation of the famous Four Seasons Sect, Daoist Xiaji; could it be that they were going to transform the Southern Domain’s Demon Race territory into a nursery and imprison them?

Hmm...

Thinking like this, it’s seemingly not bad?

It’s said that the Four Seasons Sect treats their Spirit Race disciples well, providing food and drink without directly killing them for meat, only occasionally taking some flesh, pulling teeth, or plucking fur.

"..."

In the Demon Race royal court, there were many from the Demon Race with similar thoughts.

Especially the Clan Leader of the Silver Frost Wolf Race.

He had already expressed loyalty to Li Ye in advance, and now he was eager to welcome Wei Qingye back to his loyal Frostwolf Mountain territory.

After all, being kept as a pet is better than dying, right?

If all else fails, he could even have his descendants accompany the Four Seasons Sect’s cultivators to battle abroad, possibly gaining the title of "Protector Spirit Beast."

Then, wouldn’t the Silver Frost Wolf Race rise alongside them?

As he was mulling this over.

A somber man in a green robe, thin as a bamboo stick but with protruding snake scales at his neck, spoke: