Chapter 143: Dirty Things

Only then did her heart relax slightly.

She looked around; on the mottled stone ground, a circle of charred demonic beast corpses had already piled up.

Even Liu Chenxin herself didn’t remember how long she had spent dealing with this swarm of beasts.

If she didn’t possess the strength of the High Stage Tiny Star Realm, this group of small fry demonic beasts would have been something she could wipe out with a snap of her fingers.

Liu Chenxin raised her head, looking at the black clouds formed by the turbulent and exaggerated demonic power in the sky, as well as the swarm of demonic beasts called Howling Flying Rats still invading the sky. Her expression remained very grim.

“It was one thing when a single Demon King brought a bunch of minions to attack the Tianfeng Sect before, but now all three major Demon King clans have sent forces. Such a massive momentum.”

“Ignoring the ordinary Demon Clans, although the Demon King clans are not friendly with humans, they haven’t taken the initiative to harm humans in recent years. Yet these days, they are relentlessly attacking the Tianfeng Sect.”

“It seems the intelligence within the sect is correct. The matter of the Tianfeng Sect seizing the Demon Bone must be true.”

As Liu Chenxin muttered to herself with her head lowered, from the corner of her eye, she glimpsed a brilliance of spiritual power soaring into the sky, which then scattered down to form a protective net of spiritual power around the Tianfeng Sect.

Liu Chenxin looked up, her eyes filled with astonishment.

“One of the Tianfeng Sect’s Guardian Formations, the Demon-Exterminating Formation? Even such a grand formation has been sacrificed; the Demon Clan’s offensive is fierce this time.”

“Chenxin, where are you?”

The disciple token on Liu Chenxin vibrated, and Mu Xin’s serious voice sounded in her ear.

“Elder Mu Xin, this disciple is at the foot of Wuyun Peak, having just dealt with the demonic beasts causing trouble here!”

“Good, go immediately to the Spirit Platform on Lianjia Peak and assist Elder Chen Sanyang in maintaining the Demon-Exterminating Formation!”

Activating and maintaining the Demon-Exterminating Formation required a massive amount of spiritual power. Even Chen Sanyang, at the High Stage Tiny Star Realm, could only support it for a moment, so others were needed to maintain the formation together.

Liu Chenxin agreed, but her eyes darted around slyly.

“Master, how is the battle situation now?”

She asked one more question.

“The Demon Clan’s offensive is fierce, plus the three Demon Kings are joining hands; the situation is tense.”

“The entire sect has been mobilized; I fear it will be a bitter battle.”

“You need to be careful.”

Mu Xin spoke heavily; it sounded like the situation was indeed not optimistic this time.

“Yes, the Demon Clan’s momentum is so vast this time that an ordinary sect wouldn’t be able to withstand it. Only a large sect like the Tianfeng Sect can still contend with it, and even has a chance to repel them.”

“I understand, Elder. I will go to the Lianjia Peak Spirit Platform right now!”

Liu Chenxin ended the voice transmission with Mu Xin and took a deep breath.

Mobilized entirely? Not necessarily. That true Sect Master hadn’t even shown his face yet.

Suddenly, Liu Chenxin seemed to realize something.

Mobilized entirely? Mobilized entirely!

She chewed on these words repeatedly, casting her gaze toward the Forbidden Mountain from which she had previously returned empty-handed, a vague joy appearing in her expression.

Indeed, indeed, could this be a good opportunity to investigate the Tianfeng Sect’s Forbidden Mountain?

Surely those white-robed people couldn’t still be sitting still in the Forbidden Mountain when the sect was in a crisis of survival, right?

Liu Chenxin completely forgot about Mu Xin’s instruction to go to the Lianjia Peak Spirit Platform and flew straight toward the Forbidden Mountain.

In a secluded corner of the Tianfeng Sect, a white-haired man watched as the Howling Flying Rats under his command flew like a swarm of bees toward every part of the Tianfeng Sect, then slowly withdrew his gaze.

He turned his face slightly to look at the reddish-brown man leaning against the stone wall behind him. The white patterns on his forehead, resembling simplified wings, flickered slightly.

“Chi Zhanyue, weren’t you bent on flattening the Tianfeng Sect in one breath to prove your strength before? Why aren’t you charging now? Don’t you love charging the most?”

A faint smile spilled from the corners of the white-haired man’s mouth.

Hearing this, the man leaning against the stone wall stepped out of the shadows. That face, wearing an expression of disdain and displeasure, was none other than Chi Zhanyue, who had previously been whittled into a ‘demon stick’ by Xiu Qingcheng.

Now, Chi Zhanyue was completely intact, looking as if he had never fought Xiu Qingcheng.

“Morning White Bird, you’d better be clear about who you’re talking to?”

Chi Zhanyue raised the Savage Moon Great Sword in his hand, pointing it straight at the Morning White Bird before him.

“I now have a target more worthy of my defeat.”

“This Tianfeng Sect is weak. With you guys from the Yi Ming and Shi You clans, why would I need to act?”

The Morning White Bird glanced at a hairline crack on the Savage Moon Great Sword, reached out to push the sword tip aside, then tilted his head and laughed softly.

“I know you harbor hatred for that sword spirit who instantly killed you.”

Hearing the Morning White Bird’s words, Chi Zhanyue’s temper exploded instantly, his demonic eyes widening immensely with rage.

“Morning White Chicken, explain yourself! What do you mean by ‘instantly killed’!?”

“A mere sword spirit, what ability does she have to instantly kill me? It was just me underestimating the enemy!”

“Today I will definitely bring out my full strength. Sword spirit? Hmph! I’ll make sure she has no return!”

Facing Chi Zhanyue’s furious outburst, the Morning White Bird closed his eyes with a smile and deftly interrupted him, “Alright then—how do you know you’ll run into that Miss Sword Spirit here?”

“Sword spirits have no aura, but I remember the aura of the kid with the sword spirit. As long as that kid appears around here, my demonic beasts will notify me.”

Chi Zhanyue withdrew the Savage Moon Great Sword he had pressed in front of the Morning White Bird and swung it down, instantly smashing the stone path beside him into pieces.

The Morning White Bird didn’t care what Chi Zhanyue was doing now, as long as he didn’t hinder their efforts.

If the sword spirit he spoke of was truly that powerful, and Chi Zhanyue could stall her, then the likelihood of their operation succeeding this time would be even greater.

“Those guys from the Shi You clan are already preparing to attack Qingyun Peak. There are a few powerful spiritual cultivators resisting them. I’m going over to help. You just wait here for that Miss Sword Spirit.”

The Morning White Bird turned around, his arms abruptly transforming into white wings with claws, and his feet were likewise replaced by massive, sharp talons.

Born with feathered sharp claws that could destroy anything, he was the ruler of the aerial Demon Clans.

Chi Zhanyue watched the Morning White Bird fly away, a disdainful smile on his lips.

Immediately after, he saw the Tianfeng Sect’s Guardian Formation activate. Spiritual power soared into the sky, seemingly forming a cage around the area that allowed no entry or exit.

Chi Zhanyue frowned slightly.

But in the next instant, a beetle-like demonic beast wreathed in flames burrowed out from beside Chi Zhanyue’s foot.

Chi Zhanyue’s frown vanished instantly, and he quickly bent down to lift it up.

The beetle reported some information to him, and the expression on Chi Zhanyue’s face was gradually replaced by excitement.

“Good, in the city?”

Chi Zhanyue raised his head, looking at Yongning City, which was isolated outside by the Demon-Exterminating Formation, raging fire burning in his dual demonic eyes.

Chi Zhanyue dropped the beetle demonic beast in his hand, immediately roared, and transformed into a streak of fire rushing toward Yongning City.

He crashed directly into the Tianfeng Sect’s Guardian Formation. The surging spiritual power sizzled and burned Chi Zhanyue’s body.

But while this Demon-Exterminating Formation might be able to keep out ordinary Demon Clans, it was absolutely impossible to stop a powerful Demon King.

Chi Zhanyue took a step back and, using all his strength with the Savage Moon Great Sword, slashed a huge gap in the Demon-Exterminating Formation and leaped straight through it.

He gazed at Yongning City, where fires were raging at the foot of the Tianfeng Sect mountain, his eyes holding only rapidly rising excitement.

“Sword Spirit, you killed me once… but even if I kill you a thousand times, it won’t be enough!!!”

On the other side, having brought the rescued family to one of the four nearest major restaurants, Meng Yingxing suddenly felt the Ting Tian Sword in his hand tremble twice.

“Master, what’s wrong?”

Meng Yingxing immediately asked Xiu Qingcheng in his mind.

Xiu Qingcheng also swayed inexplicably and replied, “I don’t know. I just feel like some dirty thing has set its sights on me; my back feels cold.”

Meng Yingxing fell silent for a moment.

He didn’t really like his master’s choice of words.

It should be said that he felt some aversion to hearing that ‘so-and-so’ had set their sights on his master.

Let alone some ‘dirty thing’.

A person’s sixth sense is accurate. Meng Yingxing felt it was necessary to be on guard against whoever his master sensed.

No one is allowed to set their sights on his master!

Thinking of this, Meng Yingxing touched his chest, feeling strange.

This emotion of his… is it right?