Daoist Competition-Chapter 947 - 213: Lu Family’s Offensive (Part 2)

Zhang Yan immediately understood, realizing that True Master Tao planned to turn the tables and use this opportunity to eliminate all the forces in Bijiao Prefecture in one stroke.

He made a Daoist bow and said, "I will follow the words of True Master."

True Master Tao nodded slightly and said, "Daoist Zhang, do you know where the dharma body of True Master Tao is?"

Zhang Yan reached into his sleeve and took out the Ice Mirror.

Upon seeing it, True Master Tao raised his hand and summoned the Ice Mirror into his hand. He glanced at it and sighed, "Cultivating for a thousand years, but one day losing one’s divine skills, without entering the Heavenly Gate, it’s all for naught."

With another flip of his hand, it was unclear where the Ice Mirror was kept, and he said, "The surrounding seas for ten thousand miles are under the jurisdiction of our Qingyu Sect, safeguarded by a Great Array. Fellow Daoist, you can move freely, and in a few days, you will see the outcome."

At this moment, a hundred sea boats were approaching from ten thousand miles away from the Qingyu Sect, splitting the waves. Above the sea, gusts of black wind blew, flags fluttered, demon energy spread thickly, and where the boats and ships passed, no waves rose, as if the sea were a flat mirror with stubborn stones, presenting an extremely bizarre sight.

This was the vanguard of eight thousand demon soldiers led by General Lu Changsu from Bijiao Prefecture, heading to Qingyu Sect.

Lu Changsu sat in the cabin, hands holding a bloody sea python, devouring it without hesitation.

His body was tall and sturdy, appearing to be in his forties, broad-shouldered and thick-backed, with legs as thick as pillars — in appearance, resembling a mundane military leader, one might mistake him for a Power Demon Cultivator based on his looks.

In fact, the lineage of Bijiao Prefecture practices the proper Qi Dao, but as the disciples were all transformed from Dragon Whales, their physical forms differed from the norm and couldn’t be easily restrained.

Beside him, an elderly man with furrowed brows expressed concern, "Master, going up against their gate like this, if Tao Zhenhong becomes enraged, we might all lose our lives."

Lu Changsu tore off a piece of the python, quickly swallowing down the rest, burping contentedly. Rubbing his belly, he said dismissively, "Manager Yao, you’re overthinking it. We’re not attacking the Qingyu Sect but merely seeking justice. Why would Tao Zhenhong lower himself to make things difficult for us? Even if he really doesn’t care about face, there’s True Master Qu who will speak on our behalf. Why worry?"

Though he appeared coarse, Lu Changsu was clear-minded, aware that they were just there to intimidate, not to fight to the death with Qingyu Sect.

The Bijiao Prefecture, with its heritage of thousands of years, had many disciples and a multitude of factions; it wasn’t easy to gather such resources, so he wouldn’t risk it in a senseless battle.

Manager Yao was still unconvinced, feeling the situation was tricky and no one would benefit, as he stroked his beard, "What if Tao Zhenhong hands over the person? Then the uproar stops, and if the Pavilion Master holds us accountable..."

Lu Changsu laughed heartily, "Wouldn’t that be exactly what we want? If even the disciples under his wing can’t be protected, how would Old Daoist Tao have any face in the East Sea in the future? Who would follow him then? The Pavilion Master would only be pleased, not blame me. Manager Yao, the older you get, the more timid you become!"

Manager Yao muttered under his breath, "Better safe than sorry..."

Lu Changsu gave him a disdainful glance, thinking that no matter the outcome, just circling around the Qingyu Sect and leaving unscathed would be a success.

By that time, the reputation of Qingyu Sect would surely plummet. If the Qingyu Sect were the sole power at sea, it wouldn’t matter, but with three forces vying for dominance, it’s a different story.

Qingyu Sect had only been around for several decades, relying on not just its disciples but also numerous forces from overseas independent sects.

These people were fickle, and swayed by the winds, only subdued by the prestige of True Master Tao. But if this incident were to occur, and with the other two sects fanning the flames, Qingyu Sect’s forces would inevitably dwindle significantly.

Lu Changsu was indeed impressed by Pavilion Master Lu Yuanxing’s decisive action. This move struck precisely at Qingyu Sect’s weak point; if the plan went smoothly, they could suppress it without any bloodshed.

At that moment, a little demon came to report, "General, there’s a Riding Shark Daoist blocking our ship route outside."

Lu Changsu was taken aback, secretly wondering, "Could it be Old Taoist Tao’s doing?"

He gave a shout, and a surge of Elixir Evil energy enveloped him. A plume of black smoke rose from the ground, propelling him outside.

Standing on the deck, he saw an old Daoist with a goatee standing on the back of a fierce shark. His figure was thin, eyes bright, with wide sleeves hanging down to his feet, bowing towards him, "I am Cui Mulong, passing by here. I heard General Lu intends to seek justice at Qingyu Sect. Coincidentally, I have some enmity with Guo Lie within Qingyu Sect and wish to accompany you to bolster your momentum, if possible?"

Lu Changsu assessed his aura, finding him probably not yet at the Second Realm of Hua Dan, much weaker than himself, causing a bit of disdain to arise in his heart. He chuckled and squinted, "Which sect do you hail from, fellow Daoist?"

Cui Mulong said, "This humble Daoist is merely a wild Daoist, incomparable to the esteemed origin of your sect, but four hundred years ago, I served as a Registered Disciple under Hengshan Ancestor."

Lu Changsu was immediately taken aback, his demeanor turning serious.

Hengshan Ancestor was an enigmatic figure, with many great cultivators in the East Sea, yet no one knew his origins.

Over a thousand years ago, he preached Dao Techniques across the East Sea, and half of the Eighteen Demon Kings had once listened to his teachings.

Even Taoist Wang Yingfang, disciple of True Master Tao, had once been under his tutelage. If this Daoist truly was his disciple, he indeed had the qualifications to accompany him. He then bowed slightly and said solemnly, "Please, fellow Daoist, do come in."

Cui Mulong made a Daoist bow, took a step, and a sinister shadow seemed to flash past behind him. With a blink, he was already on the deck.

Lu Changsu narrowed his eyes slightly, outwardly calm but inwardly stirred, secretly pondering, "Why does this person’s spell bear some traces of the Demon Sect?"

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