Daoist Competition-Chapter 948 - 214: Xuanling’s Strategy to Eliminate Evil

Three days later, Lu Changsu led eight thousand demon soldiers to the front of the Qingyu Sect’s mountain gate. However, he didn’t press too close and sent a letter to the Qingyu Sect, then made no further move, only holding the army at a distance outside the great array.

A few more days passed, while Lu Changsu was feasting in the cabin, he suddenly heard a great sound in the sky, accompanied by the sound of drums.

He hurriedly threw down his wine cup and rushed out to look towards the horizon. On the surface of the sea, he saw layers of heavy clouds appearing, seemingly covered with snow and frost, flush with the Heavenly Sea, forming a line of white jade stretching from south to north and disappearing into the distant sky with no end in sight.

His face immediately flushed with excitement, saying: "The Pavilion Master has arrived."

Manager Yao, upon witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but gasp in shock, exclaiming: "Pavilion Master’s array, it seems like he’s mobilized the entire clan from the pavilion."

At this time, suspended above the cloud peak, there was a gigantic ship, unparalleled in size, stretching two thousand zhang from head to tail, with a dragon head and a phoenix tail, and divided into eight layers. Below the ship were one hundred and eight sea pythons escorting it, all with dorsal fins and flying wings, with golden eyes and silver scales, which were exotic species.

A wide horizontal staircase of a hundred zhang stretched down directly into the fog and watery smoke, with twenty large oars on either side, each maneuvered by a Whale Guard standing three zhang high, their shouts echoing through the heavens, shaking the sea clouds with each stroke, advancing slowly like a mountain.

Pavilion Master Lu Yuanxing sat in the main hall of the ship, gazing at Xuanling Island shrouded in mountain mist in the distance.

His appearance suggested he was around sixty years old, with temples of grey hair. He wore a Golden Winged Pearl Crown on his head, a Dual Sun Bright Robe, a Silver Python Purple Belt around his waist, and a sleeveless great cloak covering his body. Three Gang Clouds soared and spun like threads in the sky above him.

This time, forty-seven islands under the pavilion had responded, totaling three hundred and fifty thousand demon soldiers, practically bringing out the family’s entire foundation. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

If excluding those Great Power Experts, such a force could truly boast in the East Sea.

However, Lu Yuanxing was still dissatisfied; originally, Bijiao Prefecture could freely deploy over five hundred thousand demon soldiers, even enough to compete with any of the Eight Demon Tribes of the Beiming Continent. But since the dissolution of the Cave Heaven Ancestor, their influence had greatly diminished.

The establishment of the Qingyu Sect in the Far Sea worsened the situation, reducing the power of the pavilion by thirty percent within a few decades.

If such circumstances continued without revealing strength, before long, Bijiao Prefecture might have no choice but to attach itself to the Qingyu Sect, forcing him to seize the opportunity and take risky actions.

He was contemplating deeply with his eyes closed, when a small soldier came to report, "Pavilion Master, Pavilion General Lu Changsu requests an audience."

Lu Yuanxing immediately cast aside his thoughts, sat upright, and said solemnly, "Invite him up."

Soon, Lu Changsu came from outside, knelt at the foot of the stairs with a ’thud’, and exclaimed loudly, "This general greets the Pavilion Master."

Lu Yuanxing said: "Changsu, did you send the letter as instructed by this pavilion?"

Lu Changsu clasped his fists respectfully and replied, "A few days ago, this general sent the letter, demanding True Master Tao hand over the disciple who killed the Eighteenth Young Master, but the Qingyu Sect ignored it."

Lu Xingyuan nodded and said: "This was expected. You’ve worked hard these past days." He reached out, picked up a gourd from beside his seat, scooped a gourd of Jade Pearl from a large urn, "I gift you a pot of Jing Jizhu, take it for good cultivation."

Lu Changsu was overjoyed, saying: "Thank you, Pavilion Master."

Such a treasure is not easily obtained. He eagerly glanced at the gourd filled with Ji Pearl, then walked forward with great strides, respectfully receiving the gourd.

At that moment, a Tunnel Smoke suddenly sped toward Xuanling Island in the sky. All aboard the ship noticed it, but no one took action.

Lu Changsu also stared in that direction for a while, then suddenly shouted: "That’s Wang Yingfang." He turned back excitedly to Lu Yuanxing: "Pavilion Master, should I capture her?"

Wang Yingfang is one of True Master Tao’s four great disciples under the Hong Sect. Capturing or killing her would sever one of Qingyu Sect’s wings.

Lu Yuanxing watched Wang Yingfang’s figure closely but never gave the order.

Seeing the tunneling light getting closer to the Xuanling Array, Lu Changsu suddenly became anxious, disregarding rank, and grabbed Lu Yuanxing’s robe, shouting: "Pavilion Master!"

Lu Xing calmly thought again; he had come in great fury, seemingly formidable, yet actually walking on the edge of a cliff, with the slightest misstep leading to utter destruction. Moreover, he’s only here to suppress the Qingyu Sect’s reputation, not genuinely to avenge his son, hence he said, "Qingyu Sect’s disciple killed my beloved son, my coming here seeking justice is justified. Wang Yingfang is Daoist Tao’s direct disciple; if moved against her, there will be no retreat. Let her go, for now."