Daoist Competition-Chapter 985 - 232: Demon Subduer Enters the Residence, Concealed Moves

Zhang Yan spoke loudly, "Taiheng Ancestor has long been slain by my hand, fellow Daoist need not worry."

Zhang Boyant’s heart couldn’t help but tremble, and he looked on in amazement, with a hint of wariness in his eyes.

He had experienced the might of this Old Demon, whose means and Divine Skills were exceptionally brilliant. Knowing how difficult he was to deal with, if Zhang Yan could slay him, it clearly wasn’t as simple as it seemed; he probably had some formidable Dharma Treasure at his disposal.

He wasn’t without suspicion that Zhang Yan was deceiving him, but escaping from this Old Demon’s grasp was always a good thing, so he hoped this matter was true. He steadied himself and asked, "Is this place the Mountain Gate of your sect?"

Zhang Yan shook his head and laughed, "No, this place is the jurisdiction of Qingyu Sect on Xuanling Island in the East Sea." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Zhang Boyant uttered an ’oh,’ though he had never met True Master Tao, he had heard of him founding his own sect and becoming a Cave Heaven True Master.

Knowing it wasn’t within the Mingcang Sect, his heart eased a little. He thought for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist, for helping me escape. If you need this old Daoist to do anything, just say the word."

He was a man of deep thought; Zhang Yan had released him from confinement and treated him with such courtesy, he didn’t believe it was without purpose.

Zhang Yan cast sharp eyes onto Zhang Boyant’s face and didn’t beat around the bush, directly stating his purpose, "I’m going to attend the Sixteen Sects Sword Fighting Conference, and I’ll return to my Mountain Gate soon. However, I realize I’m still lacking a few helpers. Seeing your deep Daoist Cultivation and remarkable Mana, I wonder if you could lend me a hand?"

Zhang Boyant was greatly unwilling at heart.

This time, the Sixteen Sects appeared no different from previous times, but as an elder of the Nether Spring Sect, he knew this time was actually a contest of fortunes between two sides, extremely perilous, and one could easily lose their life, let alone aiding Xuanmen Sect Disciples?

However, at this moment, with the enemy strong and himself weak, he couldn’t openly refuse, as that would ultimately be detrimental to himself. So he said, "If it were another matter, it would be fine, but this old Daoist belongs to the Demon Sect, and you, fellow Daoist, are a prominent disciple of Xuanmen; it might not be appropriate. How about I give you a few Dharma Treasures as compensation instead?"

Zhang Yan waved his sleeve decisively, "That doesn’t matter. I know you’re from the Nether Spring Sect. If you’re willing to submit to me, I won’t command you to oppose the Nether Spring Sect, but when encountering other Demon Dao Cultivators, you cannot refuse."

Zhang Boyant saw Zhang Yan’s determined attitude as if he had him pegged, and he was filled with anger, chuckling coldly, "What if this old Daoist refuses?"

Zhang Yan replied calmly, "That’s fine too. I’ll strike you down here, preventing future troubles."

As he spoke, a stream of light shot up from his head, bearing a round, icy cold sword ball, with sword light contracting and expanding, as if eager to devour someone.

With the release of this sword, Zhang Boyant felt chills rise up his back. Zhang Yan’s tone was casual, but within it was a piercing killing intent, as if if he uttered a ’no,’ he would immediately be killed.

His Power hadn’t returned, and he was no match for Zhang Yan. If he wanted to survive, he really had no choice but to submit. Still, as he thought about it, he couldn’t help but feel reluctant, speaking in a low tone, "Could fellow Daoist give me two days to consider?"

Zhang Yan pressed step by step, urging his Mana, as the Flying Sword atop his head shone brightly, seemingly ready to strike at any moment. He shouted, "What’s the difference between one day earlier and one day later? I have important matters to attend to; fellow Daoist, make your decision quickly."

Though Zhang Boyant was a renowned devil, faced with such a strong stance, he found himself without options. Wanting to stay alive, he had no option but to agree, cursing Zhang Yan inwardly while muttering softly, "Since fellow Daoist holds this old Daoist in such high esteem..."

Zhang Yan gave him no chance to catch his breath; before he could finish, he tossed a Golden Talisman over, staring at him and saying, "Words alone are untrustworthy. Please make an Oath now, so I can entrust important tasks with confidence."

At this point, Zhang Boyant knew he couldn’t avoid it. Sullen, he picked up the Golden Talisman, dripped his Essence Blood onto it, tore off a half piece, and swallowed it.

Zhang Yan knew this Old Demon wasn’t willing, not expecting him to give his all, but merely as a hidden trump card. As long as he could exert some force at critical moments, that would be sufficient. Gathering the remaining half of the Golden Talisman, he glanced at it, then put it away, smiling, "There’s still a small task I’d like to trouble you with."

He formed a spell with his fingers, activating the Supreme Mysterious True Method, releasing the Water Element True Light. A long rainbow of water slowly floated in front of him, and with a surge of waves, it brought a Dragon Carp wandering nearby onto the ground.

He pointed, saying, "I have heard that among the Six Great Demon Sects, there are methods to deal with the disobedient. Daoist Zhang, being from the Demon Sect, you must know many such techniques. This unruly beast has been in my capture for quite a while, yet it refuses to submit to me. Please think of a method to curb its temperament."

Seeing this Dragon Carp, breathing faintly yet with eyes full of violence, Zhang Boyant was quite taken aback. The Dragon Carp was a rare species in the East Sea, capable of calming waves and ruling over the Water Clan. He could tell this demon likely had thousands of years of life to grow so large, its strength comparable to a Nascent Soul Third Realm Cultivator.

With this in mind, he couldn’t help but feel apprehensive, thinking, "I really underestimated this person; so Zhang Daoist’s slaying of Taiheng Ancestor wasn’t a false claim."

He had a belly full of grievances with nowhere to vent, and here was a perfect target in this Dragon Carp demon. Therefore, he didn’t refuse, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, and he let out a sinister laugh, "Fellow Daoist, just wait. Within twenty days, I’ll make it obedient."

Zhang Yan calculated the time, nodded, and smiled, "Then within a month. After a month, I must return to East Splendor. I hope by then, fellow Daoist won’t disappoint me."

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