The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix – Chapter 545

Chapter 544: Senior Brother, Feint East, Attack West

Thunderclap—!

Dark clouds pressed down on Hundred Li Demon Mountain, and bloody lightning connected Heaven and Earth from above. It illuminated the square watchtower on the cliff of the Tian Mo Sect’s Side Peak and the withered face of the old man standing by the window.

He Buqun gazed at the distant mountains, his eyes still sharp. However, his hair, which he usually groomed daily, was now disheveled and scattered behind his head, and the Grand Elder’s robe he wore was wrinkled.

—He Qingjiao was dead.

To be precise, he had been dead for at least half a month.

However, before the Tian Mo Sect disciple had just come to report, he had been completely unaware.

In order to force Gu Mingxin away, he had sacrificed his third son, He Jiming, and personally killed him…

Earlier, when the Ghost Spirit Sect’s Grand Elder claimed to have captured Gu Mingxin, he had sent his second son, He Jifeng, to retrieve her, but he never returned…

And now, the last of his children, He Qingjiao, was also dead…

He Buqun took a deep breath and turned his head to look at the Tian Mo Sect disciple kneeling behind him on one knee. He asked in a level tone:

“Is it true?”

“It is indeed true. This disciple heard it from a Junior Brother who narrowly escaped Moonfall Gorge. Senior Brother He fought fiercely with a Nascent Soul cultivator from Xuan Xing Sect for several hours and ultimately perished… This disciple also went to confirm and found a grave in a nearby mountain, with this inserted into it…”

The disciple nodded and lowered his head, taking He Qingjiao’s Spirit Sword from his Storage Bag and presenting it with both hands.

Seeing the Spirit Sword, He Buqun turned from the window and walked up to him. He reached out, grasped the hilt, and lifted it to examine the notch on the blade.

However, in the next instant, his previously gentle bloody eyes erupted with surging killing intent.

He Buqun grabbed the disciple’s face and, with a slight exertion, there was a “crack—” The Tian Mo Sect disciple’s head was crushed by five fingers before he could even register what was happening, his brains splattering everywhere.

“Hmph—!”

He smashed the man’s corpse towards the wooden chair beside him, gritting his teeth and glaring at the geographical map of the Eastern Domain hanging on one side of the room.

The last time the Immortal Families attacked the Eastern Domain, how many years and how much it cost to barely reach the Blood River.

And this time?

Just over half a year.

How could this be possible?!

He Buqun closed his eyes and exhaled heavily. After a moment of thought, as if suddenly realizing something, he abruptly turned his head to look at the mountain of Jade Slips piled on the desk beside him.

These Jade Slips were all messages from other Demonic Sects.

Although He Buqun still found it unlikely, the Immortal Families’ offensive this time was abnormal. The only explanation for why the Immortal Families could cross the Blood River so quickly was this one possibility.

—All these messages were fake.

Someone had impersonated the Sect Masters of various Demonic Sects in the Eastern Domain and the spies sent by the Demonic Sects into the Immortal Sects, sending him deliberately altered Jade Slips.

If that were the case, then from the moment the Immortal Sects attacked the Eastern Domain, the various Demonic Sects of the Eastern Domain had become blind.

But…

He Buqun casually picked up a Jade Slip and examined it for a moment.

He could be sure that these Jade Slips could not be fake.

Each one carried the Soul-Scorching Aura of the respective Demonic Sect Master and was indeed delivered by someone from a Demonic Sect.

If there were falsehoods, it could only be in the content.

In other words, someone had controlled the message channels of almost all the Demonic Sects in the Eastern Domain, using true and false information to toy with all the Demonic cultivators in the Eastern Domain like monkeys.

He Buqun gritted his teeth slightly. He couldn’t figure out who this person was, but if such a person existed, they must be a Demonic cultivator who knew the Eastern Domain’s sects thoroughly.

Gu Mingxin?

Unlikely. Although her cultivation aptitude was good, she didn’t have the power to blockade information for the entire Eastern Domain.

He Buqun searched his mind for anyone who could achieve this, and then his expression paused slightly as he murmured a phrase:

“Tian Mo Book Scroll…”

The moment he uttered these four words, a sudden gust of yin wind blew in from outside the window, carrying a strong smell of blood that filled the entire room.

He Buqun paused slightly, his face immediately turned pale, and he quickly turned around again. Without daring to look up, he knelt on one knee:

“Greetings, Honored One.”

A middle-aged man wearing a white mask was already sitting on a tea chair in the room.

Gu Yan rested his cheek on his hand, his eyes filled with disappointment as he looked down at the red-haired old man. He softly called out:

“He Buqun…”

“This disciple knows his crime,” He Buqun quickly replied, swallowing hard, and hurriedly defended himself, “This disciple truly did not anticipate that someone among the Demonic cultivators could intercept the information of the Eastern Domain’s sects. If I had known…”

“Heh…”

He laughed?

He Buqun listened to the disdainful laughter and was instantly somewhat surprised, but he did not dare to look up directly. Instead, he buried his head even lower.

“The last time the Immortal cultivators waged war against the demons, although the myriad Demonic cultivators of the Eastern Domain resisted for several centuries, they were ultimately forced to cross the Blood River by the Immortal cultivators, compelling this Honored One to personally intervene to drive those Immortal cultivators back. This time, it took less than a year.”

“…”

“Nascent Soul cultivators fought against Deity Transformation cultivators, but they were like children squabbling in front of Void Realm cultivators. Tell me, why did this Honored One establish the Tian Mo Sect, and why does this Honored One watch over you children?”

As He Buqun listened to these words, his nerves were almost stretched to breaking point.

He knew what Gu Yan meant.

There was a fundamental difference between Immortal Sects and Demonic Sects. The Sect Masters of Immortal Sects usually acted on impulse, establishing a sect mainly to have their names etched in history or because they genuinely wished to impart their teachings.

But the reason for the Sect Master of a Demonic Sect to establish a sect was only one.

It was to allow themselves to reach a higher realm.

The disciples and elders within the sect, to the Sect Master, were merely tools to achieve their own goals…

And since they were tools, as long as they were no longer useful or became obsolete, they would be discarded or melted down to create new tools.

Just like in the Tian Mo Sect, any Demonic cultivator who could not prove their worth would be sent into a丹炉 (dan lu – alchemy furnace) to be refined into blood pills, becoming cultivation for other disciples.

He Buqun was the same. He had never viewed He Jiming and the others as his children; he had always considered his children to be his stepping stones.

And now that Gu Yan had come to find him, it meant that in Gu Yan’s eyes, he was already useless.

He Buqun gritted his teeth slightly. Although he wanted to defend himself, he knew that anything he said now would be futile. Only one word awaited him.

—Death.

“…”

Gu Yan snorted coldly again:

“Heh… Not speaking anymore?”

He Buqun was silent for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth, raised his head, and replied:

“This disciple requests to enter the Tian Mo Blood Pool himself and use his remaining Deity Transformation cultivation to nourish your Honored self. However, I implore your Honored self to spare my life for now. This disciple has already located Gu Mingxin. It will not be too late to enter the Blood Pool after I capture her!!”

Gu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, then stood up:

“Then this Honored One shall wait…”

With that, Gu Yan’s figure gradually dissolved into a pool of blood and left directly in front of He Buqun.

This action left He Buqun stunned for a long time.

Although it was somewhat impossible, he had actually felt a hint of “kindness” from Gu Yan just now.

Recalling the tone of Gu Yan’s speech just now, he faintly realized that Gu Yan seemed to be in a good mood…

And perhaps it was because of his good mood that he had let him go.

He Buqun waited until Gu Yan’s aura completely dissipated before daring to stand up and walk to the window, looking up at the bloody dark clouds in the sky.

Although he didn’t know why Gu Yan was in a good mood, he had at least escaped this disaster for now.

He had just said he had located Gu Mingxin’s whereabouts, but in reality, it was just something he said to save his life.

How could he possibly know where Gu Mingxin was hiding?

But since he had already said it, if he couldn’t bring Gu Mingxin before Gu Yan the next time he met him, then he would have no next life.

“Hoo…”

He Buqun exhaled heavily.

However, the moment he exhaled, a distant bell chime reverberated through the Ghost Stone Hanging Mountain in his eyes.

Dong—!!!

Dong—!!!

Dong…

He Buqun looked at the Tian Mo Sect Main Peak in disbelief.

If this bell rang, it meant that the Immortal Families had arrived before the Tian Mo Sect.

Because the information had been manipulated, He Buqun still believed that the Immortal Families of the three domains were still near the Blood River, completely unaware that they had already entered the heartland of the Tian Mo Sect…

However, with this bell chime, he also understood the reason for Gu Yan’s good mood.

—Most likely, the Xuan Xing Sect Master had delivered himself to their doorstep…

The Tian Mo Sect was Gu Yan’s home.

Although the old monsters of the Immortal Sects and Gu Yan and Dan Yue were all Return to Void Realm cultivators, if Gu Yan held the advantage of terrain, even if the four Sect Masters of Taibai Sect, Hantian Kingdom, Wu Nian Sect, and Imperial Sect joined forces, it would still be a fifty-fifty chance.

After all, the Sect Master of the Tian Mo Sect, Honored Gu Yan, was a Demonic cultivator who, in the past ten thousand years, was rare in using formations as his Taoist practice.

Moreover, Taibai Sect’s Zu Yuan had lost his cultivation, and Imperial Sect Master Nangong City had been killed by the Demon Emperor…

If the Xuan Xing Sect Master had truly come, it would undoubtedly be seeking his own death.

But…

Would Dan Yue Shangxian truly come to the Tian Mo Sect knowing that she was bound to lose?

He Buqun glanced at the Tian Mo Sect Main Peak, pondered for a moment, then transformed into a streak of bloody light, leaping out of the window and heading straight towards the Main Peak…

…

Meanwhile, at the foot of the Tian Mo Sect Main Peak.

Rows of neatly arranged pavilions lined both sides of the street. Many Inner disciples of the Tian Mo Sect were looking at the Tian Mo Hall on the peak with bewildered expressions, filled with doubt about the bell chime that had just resounded throughout the Tian Mo Sect.

By an old well, two disciples were resting:

“What happened? I’ve been in the Tian Mo Sect for over fifty years, and this is the first time I’ve heard the bell of the Tian Mo Hall ring.”

“Don’t know. Let’s wait for an Elder to come and give orders.”

“Speaking of which… which Elder is still in the Sect? I remember Elder Mu and the others went out to deal with the cultivators before, didn’t they?”

“Grand Elder He has always been here. Elder Chen from the Insect Hall seems to be here too… I’m not sure about the others…”

…

As the two were talking, they suddenly felt something white flash in their peripheral vision. They froze for a moment, then simultaneously looked in that direction.

They saw a girl with silver hair emerge from an old well that had been abandoned for decades.

The silver-haired girl was holding onto the edge of the well with both hands, looking at the two Tian Mo Sect disciples, who were only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, outside. She blinked, then glanced down at herself.

The well was about one hundred and twenty feet deep. Below, Ye Anping, dressed in a dark blue night-traveling robe, looked up silently at Feng Yu Die’s exposed legs, seeing her reach the edge of the well and peek out. She then turned to look at him and asked:

“Is anyone up there? If there is, just cut them down.”

Feng Yu Die nodded, made a scissor hand gesture at him, and then climbed out.

Ye Anping watched from the bottom of the well for a moment, silently counting:

Three.

Two.

One.

As he finished counting, Feng Yu Die’s head once again poked out from the edge of the well above. However, there was a smear of blood at her temple. She nodded at Ye Anping, indicating that she had dealt with it.

“Mm…”

Ye Anping nodded in acknowledgment, then raised the oil lamp in his hand and turned to face the person behind him.

Gu Mingxin was waiting behind him, pushing Mo Chi Ling’s wheelchair.

Ye Anping looked at the two and reminded them again:

“Do not use your spiritual sense or spiritual energy for now. We are at the Tian Mo Sect Main Peak. I don’t know if Gu Yan has been lured away by Dan Yue Shangxian. If he hasn’t been lured away, and we are discovered, all our efforts will be in vain. Do you understand?”

Mo Chi Ling puffed out her cheeks, complaining:

“Young Master Ye, I’m not stupid…”

“I’m telling Agu.”

?

Gu Mingxin froze for a moment, feeling as if her “Sister Mo” was calling her stupid. She immediately cast an unhappy glance at her and replied:

“Okay~~”

“And, I’ll repeat myself. Once we confirm Gu Yan has left the Tian Mo Sect, we will act immediately, just as I told you and Feng Yu Die before: I will take Senior Mo to the forbidden area, and you and Feng Yu Die will distract the other Elders in the sect.”

“Ye Anping, you’ve told me this at least ten times on the way here~ I’m not deaf~~”

“Hoo…” Ye Anping sighed heavily. “The plan is one thing, but what I mean is, I won’t have the leisure to watch over you later. Don’t quarrel with Yu Die. You’ll be dealing with a late-stage Deity Transformation cultivator, and possibly several Tian Mo Sect Elders at Nascent Soul stage or above…”

“I know~ I know~”

Seeing Gu Mingxin’s unreliable demeanor, Ye Anping was truly uneasy.

However, as if sensing Ye Anping’s unease, Xue E, who was perched on Gu Mingxin’s head, quickly said:

“Ye Anping, don’t worry. I’ll help you keep an eye on Mingxin…”

Xue E’s words somewhat eased Ye Anping’s mind, but he glanced sideways at Xiao Tian, who was now perched on his shoulder, and immediately tensed up again.

“Xiao Tian, you too. Think about the scar on your left eye…”

“Ah… I know.”

Xiao Tian raised a hand to touch his left eyebrow and nodded with pursed lips.

Then, Ye Anping looked back at Mo Chi Ling and said:

“I’ll go up first… Agu, carry Senior Mo and the wheelchair up. Be careful not to touch her body.”

Mo Chi Ling looked at Ye Anping’s right shoulder and blinked blankly. Just now, she heard Ye Anping say something to her shoulder about “Xiao Tian…,” could it be that something invisible was clinging to Ye Anping’s shoulder?

After Hesitating for a moment, Mo Chi Ling asked:

“Young Master Ye.”

“What?”

“What color are my panties right now?”

“…?”

Ye Anping was bewildered, not understanding why she would ask such a question. But after a pause, Xiao Tian immediately flew down from Ye Anping’s shoulder, peeked into Mo Chi Ling’s skirt, and replied:

“Black thong!”

Ye Anping pursed his lips and answered:

“White?”

“…Guess wrong.”

“Why would Senior Mo ask that?”

“I heard Young Master Ye mention Xiao Tian, and I was wondering if Young Master Ye would have it help you see the color of my panties. If so, your image in my heart would plummet~”

“…”

Mo Chi Ling covered her mouth and chuckled, saying:

“Just kidding, to ease the atmosphere. Alright, let’s go up… Sister Gu, I’ll trouble you…”

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