The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 737 - 245: Old Foxes, All a Bunch of Old Foxes!
So this painstakingly set up trap was so easily broken by two straightforward oaths?
Not only was it broken, but it also seemed to have caused unnecessary trouble for the sect due to this rumor.
This was like beating a dead horse; even if the Taiqing Sect was open for a sect annihilation war, these people could follow along and get some scraps.
It’s over, it’s really over now!
The two looked at each other, and for a moment, a deep despair surged in their hearts.
Cao Zhengyang saw that Junior Brother Mo and Zhou Qing had both sworn an oath, and he couldn’t help but feel some anger in his heart.
We are upright people, why make such heavy oaths for strangers!
Then, he looked at these outsiders, and a majestic aura burst forth, sweeping all around.
"Everyone, if there’s nothing else, please step aside. Our sect has important matters to attend to!" Cao Zhengyang said angrily.
Seeing this, some people did not dare to stay and quickly made way.
"Even if Zhou Qing isn’t the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, he still has the Old Peng King’s inheritance, as well as the Treasure Skills of the Golden Crow and Suanni!"
At the next moment, an indistinguishable voice suddenly arose among the crowd.
Many people’s eyes lit up; how could they forget such an important matter.
Upon hearing this, Cao Zhengyang squinted his eyes, a hint of coldness flashing in them.
Zhou Qing scanned the crowd quickly, knowing that only a few old women knew about the Old Peng King’s inheritance.
After all, he had displayed it when escaping the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect.
It seems there’s an acquaintance here.
Soon, when he inadvertently saw a familiar figure in the crowd, he couldn’t help but be taken aback.
Yuan Ya!
He was grateful to Senior Sister Yuan Ya, not only because they were acquaintances but also because she pointed the escape route to him at great risk.
But when he met her eyes, full of unfamiliarity, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but frown.
"Sect Leader Cao, it’s said that the Canglan Mountain once had the Old Peng King’s inheritance appear, which even attracted several Spirit Severing Realm experts..."
"Get lost—"
Before a Divinity Transformation Realm elder could finish speaking, Cao Zhengyang stepped forward domineeringly, his powerful aura spreading out.
"What’s wrong, you think having an inheritance means sharing it with you? Our Taiqing Sect’s library has many Treasure Skills and Divine Techniques, should they all be shown to you?"
"Which province or sect are you from? Don’t you have good things in your own sect? Why haven’t you shared them?"
"Where’s your storage bag? Take it out and let me take a look!"
Cao Zhengyang’s eyes were cold, and his series of forceful questions reddened the face of the Divinity Transformation Realm ancestor.
Others didn’t expect the Sect Leader before them to be so strong, not giving anyone face at all.
Immediately, Cao Zhengyang turned around, looking at the numerous warships behind him, his voice booming like a bell: "Where is Wuzhu!"
"I’m here!" Elder Wuzhu stepped out immediately.
Cao Zhengyang said: "We are now at war with the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect. During this time, if anyone attacks our sect, taking advantage of the chaos, record everything with an Imaging Stone."
"Even if there’s only one person left, bring the evidence out. Afterward, if he has a sect, I will destroy it. If he’s alone, I’ll chase him to the ends of the earth and make him pay the price!"
Wuzhu felt a surge of passion, a strong sense of mission rising in him, and responded loudly: "Wuzhu takes the order!"
When people once again met Cao Zhengyang’s gaze, they felt their hearts shiver.
Clearly, so many Divinity Transformation Realm outsiders were outside his sect, yet he dared to decisively lead his people away, leaving his sect exposed. Such courage and determination were not something ordinary people possessed.
"Let’s go!"
Looking at the silent crowd, Cao Zhengyang snorted coldly and gave the order. One after another, warships headed toward the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect.
Among the crowd, Ji Xuan and Yun Jing looked ashen and hopeless.
It seemed that this battle was unavoidable, and the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect was about to face an unprecedented catastrophe.
Thus, people looked left at the bicolor restriction emitting a blue and red glow and right at the aggressive mass of warships.
After exchanging glances, greed won over reason, and they followed.
In a sect annihilation war, the bounty was extraordinarily rich!
On the deck, after receiving Wuzhu’s message, Cao Zhengyang finally sighed in relief.
Looking at the people behind him, who were like flies, he showed a mocking smile.
But on the other hand, it would have been great if Zhou Qing was indeed Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.
With a master transforming into the Ghost Emperor in the first coffin and an emerging talent like Zhou Qing behind, the Taiqing Sect’s rise would have been unstoppable.
But unfortunately, he had sworn an oath.
"Don’t worry, no one dares to move against the Taiqing Sect now, especially since the Supreme Elder and others are here!"
Cao Zhengyang turned his head to see Zhou Qing frowning, wondering what he was thinking, so he stepped forward to comfort him.
Zhou Qing just shook his head gently; he wasn’t too worried about that. The Bicolor Array alone could hold until reinforcement arrived.
He was thinking about Yuan Ya, especially those eyes, unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar, giving him a bad premonition.
To be honest, with the upcoming war between the two sects, he was most worried about Senior Sister Yuan Ya.
She had pointed the escape route for him, yet he turned around to lead an attack against her sect, which might make her an outcast.
But none of that mattered; he could compensate her, but the look she gave him in the crowd was full of resentment.
"I hope I’m just overthinking!" Zhou Qing murmured to himself.
...
Three days later!
When a large number of warships grandly arrived at the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect, they found that the sect’s gates were tightly closed.
