Demon Sword Sect's Undercover-Chapter 816 - 815: Forced Forward

On the Great Dao, countless cultivators are vying for the best positions for themselves, and around Sui Mo City, similarly strange events are occurring, especially at the Shan Sect, the leader of the Southwest Demon Sect.

Theoretically, the waiting spot for the Shan Sect should be somewhere in the suburbs because they currently have no Constellation True Inheritor. But who knows who first initiated it? Ever since the first Shan Sect Sword Cultivator walked openly into Horse Hoof Town, the rest could no longer control themselves and swarmed in.

Whether ordinary disciples or the eight true disciples,

Their attitude was a direct rebuke to the upper echelons of the Quanzhen Sect: they refused to acknowledge the decree to expel Senior Brother Hou!

The entire Quanzhen Sect was torn apart at that moment, a rather serious group incident. The key point is, there was no one to punish because no one incited it, everyone acted voluntarily.

This put the Shan Sect Golden Core cultivators and Masters at an awkward standstill. This was the anger of the grassroots cultivators, and they could only watch, not daring to speak harsh words, fearing these people might outright rebel.

They couldn’t afford to lose these grassroots disciples because they represented the future.

Until one person stood up and completely resolved the matter.

Two Masters, Xu Zong from Sikong Mansion, walked toward Horse Hoof Town with smiles, followed by a group of Sikong Mansion Golden Core cultivators,

"Old people have poor eyesight, it’s better to see things up close!"

This might be the best solution on site, but it undeniably caused many high-level cultivators to lose face. As Wei Quan Yuan and four other Masters, along with two Masters from Situ Mansion, started to step forward, the remaining three Masters from Sima Mansion and two from Prince Manor wore exceptionally ugly expressions; they couldn’t decide whether to go or not.

They finally realized how foolish the decision at the Shan Sect’s annual meeting had been. Now, they had few options left.

The main issue was that simply standing there was awkward, with no clear stance, while many Daoists nearby looked on in amusement.

Seeing if they would persist in their views to the end, or let it go and cleanse their faces naturally?

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The appearance of the Wei Liao Daoist put Xi Daoist in a difficult position.

He had many wishes, for Xi Lin to successfully enter the Dao, for himself to climb higher, for the family to live harmoniously, but if he had to pick one wish not to grant, it would certainly be this matter.

Living in Wei Liao Country, even if not involved in the Cultivation World, he was too aware of the national Daoist’s sly tricks, which were fundamentally disgusting Daoist games that toyed with people’s minds, turning others’ pain into a sort of coming-of-age rite. Through this way, they bade farewell to youthful innocence, henceforth treating life as a game, with no shred of true emotion left.

This might be a Heart Realm test that Wei Liao Daoist had to pass; as a playboy in the game’s flower field, he was forbidden from feeling real emotions again, indifferent to the pain of those they detached from.

He was clear about this point, and Xi Lin’s upbringing made her equally aware, so they could only keep their distance, considering leaving Wei Liao Country amidst the phenomena from Outer Space, and relocate Xi Lin afterward. After all, they were insignificant, not even a cultivation family, unable to confront the national Daoist directly.

The plan was well-made, but its execution was a complete failure; this Lin Ziya Daoist—was he deliberately blocking them here? Or did he happen to meet them here by chance? However it occurred, the grandfather and granddaughter could no longer escape.

This group of Wei Liao Daoists didn’t use force; they accompanied the three with amusement and ease, making outsiders clueless to their real intentions, thinking them merely one of the many small groups along the Great Dao.

Xi Daoist understood well: if they stopped, Lin Ziya would definitely stop; if they moved, these Daoists would definitely move; Wei Liao Daoists wouldn’t use force, but how could they? Currently, no one in Shangyu Country would dare solve problems through force, and with flight forbidden, there was nowhere to escape to.

The grandfather and granddaughter were unlikely to outrun them anyway.

Their legs mechanically moved, unaware of their location or destination.

The Daoists watched closely, civilized and courteous, like a venomous plaster stick...

The grandfather and granddaughter were not quick thinkers; one elderly with all experiences based on book theories, the other too young and obediently raised, lost all composure.

At this moment, Pang Lao’er’s reminder came from beside them, "Elder, have you changed your mind again and decided to leave Haitang Town, planning to continue forward?"

Xi Daoist’s heart stirred, finally regaining some clarity; indeed, where else could they go but forward?

However, Lin Ziya’s voice was filled with a triumphant warmth, "Where Sister Xi Lin goes, this brother will follow. It seems that wherever you can go, I can probably go too, right?"

The Daoists all smiled; although Wei Liao Country held no real power on the Continent, with only three True Disciples, it was after all a national Daoist, backed by a Nascent Transformation Master, vastly superior to a family like the Xi’s, like heaven and earth.

This was a silent and awkward journey. Besides Lin Ziya, elegant and incessant in annoying young Xi Lin, the girl, due to her strict family upbringing, could only occasionally respond despite her inner resistance, unable to reflect her reluctance in words or expressions.

No matter how Xi Daoist dawdled along the dozens of miles, they couldn’t avoid it. Lin Ziya finally issued an invitation,

"Sister Xi Lin, why not come with me to Wei Liao Camp? With my senior brother’s benefits, I might secure a haven for you; hehe, further onward lies the Nine Towns of Sui Mo. Surely, you don’t have a Constellation True Inheritor friend there?"

Seeing the Xi family grandparents scatter-brained, he winked, and ten Daoists surrounded them, dragging them off-path. This was the closest non-violent coercion to real violence, something unspeakable.

Pang Lao’er laughed, "I don’t need that, as I have a Constellation True Inheritor friend."

A Daoist sneered, "A horse doesn’t know how long its face is, why don’t you say you have an Outer Space friend?"

In their eyes, this cowardly fellow must have been hired by Xi Daoist to counter Lin Ziya’s emotional advance, attempting to cut Lin Ziya off emotionally through a done deal; thus, he had to be coerced for investigation, to decide whether to intensify efforts after the phenomena from Outer Space passed.

Though Junior Lin’s ability was limited, he had a solid backing in Wei Liao Sect.

This was a non-combative physical jostle, like children wrapped among robust adults in a crowd, unable to fly or escape.

Pang Lao’er squinted his eyes deep under his hood, ready to forcefully break through but relaxed as a group of over a hundred strong, fierce aura emanating barbarians charged from the grasslands.

They unreasonably encompassed the Daoists, causing a large group to push and shuffle onwards along the Great Dao.