Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 519 - 311 The Wonderful Uses of the Little Earth Immortal_3

Chapter 519: Chapter 311 The Wonderful Uses of the Little Earth Immortal_3

"It’s a pity, just a small character."

After speaking, Patriarch Meng raised his blade and struck at the massive stone.

...

By the time the Celestial Sect cultivator who had escaped death returned to the council hall and hadn’t yet had a chance to report, a rift appeared in the celestial barrier over White Mount.

Several figures appeared in mid-air.

Among them, some were covered in battle patterns, belonging to the Barbarians from the west.

The rest were dressed like East Continent cultivators; judging by their attire, they were from Southern Chen.

Each had a majestic appearance, filled with celestial aura, and Patriarch Meng was among them.

Among them was a white-haired elder, exuding a ghostly aura, holding the Black Bone Cyan Banner, seated on the Bone Throne, overlooking everyone.

"I am here, under the Sovereign’s orders, to exterminate the traitors."

"That old man is a Southern Chen Sect Family devotee, practicing witchcraft, with a cultivation at Nascent Soul. Beside him is a Sacrificial Master from the Tuo Dragon Division, who in Human Race terms, is at Golden Core Peak."

The White Wolf King opened his mouth to explain to Zhang Ze while half-transforming into his werewolf form. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

That ghostly elder put great pressure on the White Wolf King, after all, during the era of the Ten Kingdoms, Nascent Souls were the top combat power.

As for Zhang Ze, he didn’t feel much because he had seen many Nascent Souls.

"Unstable aura, blocked meridians, old and frail, poisoned by witchcraft, he only has about fifty years of life left, at best."

Zhang Ze casually commented.

"What did you say?" The White Wolf King didn’t hear clearly.

"Nothing, I said, get ready to fight."

Though Zhang Ze said this, he found that he seemed to have forgotten his weapon, and after looking around, it seemed like no one else had a spare he could borrow.

Zhang Ze searched around until he saw the Little Earth Immortal being held by the Celestial Sect cultivator, and his eyes lit up.

He picked up the Little Earth Immortal, cradled him in his hands, and, under the confused gaze of the Little Earth Immortal, weighed him up and down.

"Just perfect."

After saying that, he took a step back, protecting the White Wolf King and the Celestial Sect cultivator behind him.

White Wolf King, "?"

Little Earth Immortal, "?"

Celestial Sect cultivator, "?"

...

By rights, following the traitor’s grand entrance with the villains, there should be a trash-talk exchange.

I’d ask why you betrayed, you’d explain your hardships, introduce this old ancestor, and who had grievances with whom.

Don’t start fighting; I want a solo duel first, leading to a brawl culminating in everyone rushing in like mad.

Yet reality proved different.

As Zhang Ze retreated behind the crowd, Xiao Qingyun shouted, "Attack!"

Faced with life and death, in an alliance that hadn’t sworn oaths nor had any deep interests combined, and being the ambushed party, many words were pointless.

They would only unsettle the hesitant even more, and only blood could temporarily bind everyone present to the same war chariot.

No matter where that war chariot ultimately headed, everyone had to board.

On this point, Xiao Qingyun saw clearer than his father.

Upon Xiao Qingyun’s signal, the little female Sect Leader’s feet surged with radiant light, activating all the remaining undamaged array nodes of White Mount.

In the glow, the shadow of an immortal, crowned with the character "heaven," appeared above White Mount, wielding two Taoist Swords that became solid, slashing at the Nascent Soul practitioner of witchcraft.

The little council hall couldn’t accommodate so many Golden Core cultivators.

The entire White Mount became the battlefield.

Initially evenly matched, with more Barbarian cultivators joining, the battle shifted in favor of Southern Chen.

Most notably, almost every discerning person noticed, it seemed the Celestial Sect Leader was struggling to hold on.

Despite using the terrain to her advantage, she was getting outmatched.

Seeing the child-like appearance of the Celestial Sect Leader, many started to feel uncertain inside.

Questioning if she really was facing issues as the rumors said.

The Celestial Sect Leader was their support, and if she fell, even all of them combined weren’t enough for that old man alone.

In an instant, some fought, some fled.

Perhaps seeing the timing right, the witchcraft elder wielded the Cyan Banner, spat out black blood, summoning a black cloud pressing down further on the glow.

A streak of blood appeared at the corner of the little girl’s mouth.

Seizing the heavens’ changing moment, a cultivator from the allied forces pretended to be unable to withstand, getting knocked to the ground and staggering towards the Celestial Sect Leader’s direction.

A subtle green glow emerged in his palm, producing a black bone needle.

By now, his essence qi was condensed in one place, all aura withdrawn within, with only the small Celestial Sect Leader in his eyes.

Just as he was about to stab this venomous magical artifact, forged with the blood sacrificial methods of a Nascent Soul cultivator, into the Celestial Sect Leader’s neck.

He suddenly heard heart-wrenching screams.

The screams were so pitiful that everything paused for a moment, except for the Celestial Sect Leader and the witchcraft elder.

"Zhang Ze, damn you! Ahhhhh!"

"Shut up, I’m assassinating here."

The infiltrator, set to assassinate the Celestial Sect Leader, was puzzled, a question suddenly popped into his mind.

"Who is Zhang Ze?"

And his concentration was disrupted by this interruption.

The moment was brief, but the assassin realized immediately he had failed.

He had no time for a last-ditch effort, nor to flee, not even to look back once.

Within the screams of the Little Earth Immortal, he naturally fell.

Standing behind him was Zhang Ze; he wiped the blood from the Little Earth Immortal’s head with a cloth after holding his leg, then looked at another traitor.

With a flash of movement, he rushed over.

[Hammer Technique Roaring Earth Immortal Hammer!]

"Zhang Ze, you bastard! Damn you! I’ll never forgive you! Aaaaah!"

The heart-wrenching scream of the Little Earth Immortal or rather Miemie echoed over White Mount.

...

Outside the Illusion Realm.

Once the situation at Jade Book Tower stabilized, to avoid causing further trouble for Senior Zhu Luo, Junior Sister took Li back to the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion.

After wandering around the pavilion a few times, she felt somewhat aimless.

After greeting Dan Dan, who was with a bunch of second-type Sword Spirits, Junior Sister decided to return home, planning to find Lily for fun.

Upon returning to her courtyard, she found her mother and Tang there.

They were working on something with Lily, presumably something they couldn’t solve themselves, hoping to tap into Lily’s lightning-striking wisdom.

"What are you guys doing?" Junior Sister asked.

Tang pointed to the Fengshui Secret Skill book on the table, passed down by the Ancestral Master.

He had used this book before during the relocation of Spirit Deer Valley, intending to show off to Zhang Ze, but he didn’t expect Zhang Ze to see it as his Ancestral Master’s rebellion diary.

Zhang Ze had casually recited a few parts for him, they seemed like old commands, so he had paid them little mind.

Now seeking the causality of the Human Emperor Banner, the Taoist turned to this diary secretly kept by the Ancestral Master.

Thinking if he could find any clues on it, but Zhang Ze, who could see its true essence, still remained in the Illusion Realm.

Left with no choice, he came to seek Lily, hoping she had some odd methods.

Junior Sister stepped forward, picking up the ancient book and reading it for a moment, "Lily is really amazing, she solved the problem so quickly."

"Huh?" Lily looked at Chen Qin in confusion, she wasn’t even aware of that.

To everyone, the diary still looked like a Fengshui Secret Skill book, dense with numerous events, making one nauseous to read.

Seeing everyone’s confusion, Junior Sister explained.

"Diary, this book has already turned into a diary."

"Let me read some to you."

"I heard over at White Mount..."