Demon Sword Sect's Undercover

Jue Mingzi's anxiety was palpable; to be frank, among nearly a hundred treasures present, none could match the value of his Fire Peacock because it was a living creature!

It could grow! Precisely because it was alive and had been nurtured by him for many years, he knew the Fire Peacock was impossible for anyone else to claim. The only reason he tossed it out was to at least let these yokels open their eyes and witness the means of the Upper Realm.

The exotic beast that has followed him for nearly a hundred years was rare even in his sect. If not for the crucial importance of this mission, his sect would not have rewarded him with it. He had thought it was a lifelong companion, and now because of his own flaunting, it was intercepted?

How could this be!

In less than a moment's time, it could override his meticulous cultivation of nearly a hundred years? Don't say there is no such Beast Taming Skill in this world; even if there was, how could it appear on someone from Jinxiu Sect?

Listening to the cheers of the surrounding cultivators, he had the urge to speak out and question, but he couldn't bring himself to open his mouth. To the side, Zhi Xuan's gaze swept over seemingly unintentionally, with a very clear meaning: even if that woman had used some trick, now is not the time to make a fuss. If you go up to stop it, all of the Daoist Sect's arrangements this time will be in vain, not only gaining nothing but becoming the target of criticism.

Can't afford to lose?

The pain was like a knife in his heart, and he could only watch as the woman pulled the Fire Peacock over as if dragging a chick, showing a docility he hadn't seen in a hundred years, even trembling with fear.

Beside him, Daoist Zhi Xuan sent a message, "Remember her appearance, and wait for the future; the unusual obedience of the Fire Flamingo indicates that the background behind this woman is not ordinary. This Dushan Sword Lineage is quite suspicious."

Jue Mingzi suppressed his inner anxiety, for now, can only accept the loss; but this isn't over, after the Dushan ceremony, he still has a few tricks to summon the Fire Flamingo back, everything is still undecided.

The treasure acquisition process once again became a bit enigmatic, although someone was cheating in it, producing and selling by themselves, there were unexpected surprises, like the most challenging Fire Peacock on the scene being taken away with a flick, it was too incredible.

It fully demonstrated one thing, in the Cultivation World you shouldn't complain about others if you can't do it, it doesn't mean that others can't either, the key issue is still one's own inadequacy, that is the core matter.

Soon after, Master Xu came to his side, his expression carrying a slight trace of worry, yet what he said was entirely different,

"Sect Hierarch, the Sword Tomb Cave Heaven has been thoroughly checked, everything is normal, I did a quick count, there are over three hundred usable Flying Swords, we have a hundred disciples ready to receive swords this time, enough for a grand sword presentation ceremony."

Hou Niao nodded, "Then take them all out, the situation has changed, since the Daoist Sect was generous before, our Sword Sect can't be stingy afterward, I plan to start distributing swords directly after acquiring the treasure, not only for our Sword Sect's disciples but also for Golden Core Cultivators from other Daoist Lineages…"

"Sect Hierarch, isn't that too reckless? This is our Sword Sect's legacy of a thousand years, just to benefit those unrelated Outer Path Daoists?"

Hou Niao gave a cold smile, "What do you mean by benefiting? If they want my Flying Sword, they will have to undergo Purple Mansion Sword Planting, and must abandon all that came before; if they're truly willing to discard, I'm truly willing to give! Think this way, we lose the Flying Sword, but gain the people who can master the Flying Sword, it's evident whether we gain or lose.

Pretend to be generous, if the Daoist Sect can pretend, so can I! And it's still genuine, fair to both the young and the old."

Master Xu couldn't argue with him, but still felt a bit distressed, "Then I'll leave aside the best ten or so…"

Hou Niao was speechless, "Master, you have to believe, the best is always in the future, don't hoard, Flying Swords have spirits, they also yearn for renewal."

Their frequent whispering to each other seemed like a sign of guilt to some observant people, the Daoist Sect could endure losing a bit in acquiring treasures because they had sharper countermeasures in reserve, just seeing the current expression of the Sword Sect's upper echelons, it's obvious they couldn't hold on much longer.

A few more hours passed, the treasures in the sky were essentially fixed at around sixty or seventy pieces, the easiest ones to take had already been claimed, leaving the rest increasingly difficult.

There were also those from Jinxiu who remained unmoved by the temptations, determined to watch from the sidelines, if they were included, indeed the entire treasure acquisition had entered its final stage.

At this time, Yu Zhengxing quietly approached, "Sect Hierarch, brothers patroling outside Dushan discovered a mountain dweller, claiming insistently to have an important matter to report to you, and no matter how the disciples asked, she refused to say more, what do you think?"

Hou Niao sensed the meaning in the words, if it were someone unfamiliar or unknown, Yu Zhengxing wouldn't specially come to report to him,

"What's the matter, do I know this person?"

"It's that little girl we met when we moved house, she hasn't been able to cultivate Qi over the years and returned to serve her parents. For some reason, she's insisted on coming to find you at this exact moment. For something minor like this, she would only come to you because what she's carrying is very peculiar, even I can't quite discern it."

Hou Niao's heart stirred, "Where is she? Take me to see, this little girl has some Qi Fortune and isn't a person who messes around without reason."

After a brief instruction, he and Yu Zhengxing flew out of the Heavenly Sword Platform, amusing some onlookers once again.

In a secluded hall, Xiaoman tightly clutched the Stone Sword Scabbard in her arms, cautiously observing the massive palace, truly so beautiful, she really wanted to live in such a house…

The reporting time was faster than she expected, she had barely run for two hours before the Sword Sect disciples patrolling the skies discovered her. To these disciples, Xiaoman was not an unfamiliar face, after a round of questioning, she was brought to Dushan, and then to Yu Zhengxing.

She wasn't afraid, knowing she wasn't in danger. The sword cultivators here have always treated her kindly, she just thought her matter was important, afraid telling others might delay real significant matters, so she insisted on personally informing the Sect Hierarch to feel at ease.

Before long, someone rushed into the hall, though it had been ten years, his appearance was unchanged, along with his familiar gestures,

he caught Xiaoman, tossed her in the air, hoisting a few times, then ruffled her hair, "Xiaoman has grown into a young lady, tell me, what's the matter, whatever I can help with, I will, but I'm quite busy now, you can't bother me with trivial family matters."

For a moment, all defenses in Xiaoman's heart melted, the Sect Hierarch was still that casual elder brother, giggling she said:

"Put me down, I feel dizzy from the height… Big Brother, I've encountered something very strange…"

The more Hou Niao listened, the more serious his expression became, taking over the Stone Fetus Xiaoman handed over, he already realized something in his mind,

"Summon a messenger, have Master Hai come over, and also Aunt Nineteen!"