The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother Chapter 17

"Dong!" with a loud bang, the entirety of Zhengyang Sect seemed to shake. Several sect heads with ashen expression sat in the main hall, beside them stood their disciples.

In front of them was a pair of restrained Zhengyang disciples. They were the spies who had previously taken the opportunity to put the Spirit Scattering pills into everyone's food and tea.

"Not good, Sect Head, more and more Demonic cultivators are gathering outside the sect door!" a young disciple from outside the sect anxiously ran in, a slightly panicked look about him.

"What's all this commotion for? Isn't the large protection array activated?" Kong Fan glared, his face was flushed, his extreme rage was evident.

"It is already activated, but just now three Core Formation Demonic cultivators are outside, attacking it…" the disciple with an unnerved face, spoke hesitantly.

"This is unacceptable! Do they really think we'll sit here waiting for death, powerless to fight back?" Kong Fan slammed the table with his palm, fracturing the wood. Although the spirit power in his body had been sealed, his body was still stronger than that of an ordinary person.

Beside him, the faces of Jin Linfeng and the others also looked quite unsightly. They were all sect heads, within the boundary of the blue sky their strength had been at the top. Being forced into such a state by Demonic cultivators, it really was unsightly.

"Move, let's head out!" After thinking for a while, Kong Fan's brow creased and finally spoke. No one had any objections, even without spirit powers, no one was willing to shrink back into a corner like a turtle at such moment.

Qin Mo who had stayed behind Jin Linfeng the whole time also followed the group and walked out.

Too much had happened during their journey and Qin Mo's heart naturally felt compelled. Thus he had been cultivating inside of his room and had not eaten his dinner, luckily escaping everything with his spirit power intact.

A hand pulled on Qin Mo's, and when he turned his head, he saw Lin Zizheng looking at him with concern.

Believing Lin Zizheng to be afraid, Qin Mo couldn't help stretching out his hand and gently patting him, he moved his lips slightly and whispered, "don't be afraid."

Hearing this, Lin Zizheng couldn't help feeling dazed. He had only been worried about Ds.h.i.+xiong's safety, not afraid, but seeing Qin Mo's usual expressionless appearance, the corner of Lin Zizheng's mouth rose.

It was already dark outside, but at the front of Zhengyang Sect's gate, there were a variety of incessant dazzling flickers. They were caused by the magic treasures being held by the Demonic cultivators in their persistently attack on Zhengyang Sect's large protection array.  

Noticing the crowd come out, the leader at the front of a group of three put down their arms and watched them intently.

"Sect Heads, long time no see! I missed you so much!" among the three, a woman wearing a long red dress called out. She had an enchanting figure, and when she saw them, her eyes lit up, her snake-like waist shook as she threw a wink at the crowd. In the end a matchless tease.

"Humph! Devil woman." Liu Yun puffed coldly, bearing obvious extreme disdain towards the woman. She had always been rigorous with people and despised that type of frivolous woman.

"Stop your nonsense with them!" A thin old man in a yellow robe came out beside the woman and glared at her. His gaze s.h.i.+fted to look down at the crowd, an ominous glint flashed across his eyes, and he spoke sinisterly, "Hand over the key to Huangtian's secret territory, and we will spare your lives!"

Hearing this, the people below finally realized the true purpose of tonight's attack. Even if Huangtian's secret territory was opened, it couldn't be entered without the keys. Without them, one could only pick at spirit gra.s.s on the outskirts.

Huangtian's secret territory required a total of five keys to open; one had recently been stolen by the Demonic cultivators, each of the three major Sect had one, and the one remaining was scattered among the other sects. Tonight, they had come to force Zhengyang Sect to hand over their key.

"Hand it over!" Seeing everyone present had remained silent, the yellow robe old man's face became ever more malevolent.

"Humph! In your dreams!" Kong Fan snorted icily, his words crystal clear. In the darkness of the night, the faces of the three Core Formation Demonic cultivators instantly changed. To their surprise, despite everyone present not having the faintest ability to fight back, they still dared show such arrogance.

Then there was the Core Formation Demonic cultivator who had as of yet not spoken. In an abrupt gesture, the corner of his lip suddenly cracked upward, revealing a grim smile. A withered arm slowly pulled out a shuttle-shaped object from within his robe. It was sharp-pointed with two colors glowing around it.

Everyone was surprised, this thing was actually a magic treasure.

Qin Mo carefully looked at the long shuttle, his Biyou Jian was one of the highest quality magical items. It emitted a blueish-green glow and was already an extremely rare item to see. Supposedly, it was discovered by Jin Linfeng in an ancient and secret location. However, this long shuttle had a bicolored glow about it, yellow and black, undoubtedly it was a treasure. No one knew where this Demonic cultivator could have obtained such an item.

The Demonic cultivator's face revealed a strange smile as he took the long shuttle and jabbed it at Zhengyang Sect's gate.

"Quick, add spiritual stones to the array!" Cao Yong's pupils constricted instantly, and he hastily commanded the disciples next to him. Zhengyang Sect's large protection array's power was not very strong, so it relied on a large number of spirit stones to increase its defensive capabilities.

Unfortunately, by the time the disciples were able to add the spirit stones, it was already too late. A crack had appeared on the large protection array. Delight rose to the three Demonic cultivators' faces, and in an instant, they appeared on the other side of the array. At the same time, two more Demonic cultivators pa.s.sed through the array. Behind them, the large protection array slowly closed up again.

After entering the large array, the three looked at one another and went straight at the sect heads, after all, they currently had no spirit power in their bodies. For the Demonic cultivators, it was as simple as reaching out and grabbing. At this point, how could they still expect them to be incapable of finding the keys? This considered excitement filled the eyes of the three.

Seeing the oncoming attack, the faces of the weaker sect heads s.h.i.+fted slightly, but Kong Fan, Jin Linfeng and Liu Yun's expressions remained unchanged, and they stood their ground. The three major sects had existed for so long, they would not fall so low yet.

"How bold, acting as if I, of Zhengyang Sect, was a n.o.body?" A loud voice rang from behind them, and suddenly three cultivators blocked the path of the attackers.

The three demonic cultivators couldn't help but furrow their brows slightly. The new a.s.sailants were also at the Core Formation phase. d.a.m.n it, why were their spirit powers still there. Despite having this thought in mind, they were still committed to the plan and quickly clashed with the three cultivators.

The two demonic cultivators that came in together dashed in the direction of the disciples. Before they had reached them, one of the demonic cultivators shot out a few thin needles. They were covered in a black **, just one glance was enough to see that they had been dipped in poison.

Watching the situation unfold from the crowd, Qin Mo's brow wrinkled lightly. Quickly, he stepped forward, and with a fierce wave of his wide sleeve, he created a powerful air current, immediately sending back the poisonous needles.

"Hehehe, so one of the fish has escaped the net, this is so exciting! I must make you into my puppet!" The two demonic cultivators had already arrived before them. Upon seeing Qin Mo's movement, one of the demonic cultivators licked his dry lips with an excited smile on his face.

Hearing his words, Qin Mo recalled his familiarity with the demonic cultivator, having met him twice in the past, it was Mingshan Laogui.

"It's just a kid at the beginning stage of Foundation Building! Nothing to be surprised about!" The other demonic cultivator scoffed coldly, disdain on his face. Finis.h.i.+ng his remark, he went for the crowd behind Qin Mo, ready to attack.

There was a flash before his eyes, Qin Mo swung his sword at the attacker, the demonic cultivator had been careless for a moment and was forced to retreat back.

"Hehehe, Ming Xue, this kid actually wants to fight us with his beginning stage of Foundation Building's strength. Us, two seniors at the middle stage of Foundation Building, it really… makes me even more excited!" Mingshan Laogui laughed oddly once more.

"Kid, if you really want to die, I'll help you!" Ming Xue was forced back by Qin Mo, unease filled his heart, his expression grew fierce, and an ominous glint appeared in his eyes as he looked straight at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo's hand tightened around Biyou Jian, it seemed the two men were prepared to fight him together. However, that did not make him shrink back at all, and the spirit power within his Dantian started circulating quickly.

Lin Zizheng's moved forward slightly behind Qin Mo, but as he was about to step forward, a golden figure suddenly appeared. Just looking at the folding fan he held, the golden silk robe he wore, and the n.o.ble manner he carried himself with, it was clear; this person was Kong Xiao.

Seeing Kong Xiao and Qin Mo standing side by side, Lin Zizheng couldn't help but pause, tightly clenching both his fists.

The corner of Kong Xiao's mouth rose slightly, and he spoke with a smile, "Why does even the most general of personnel indiscriminately enter our Zhengyang Sect! Then let me welcome you!" He folded his fan and, without waiting for a response, went straight for Ming Xue.

With a single glance, Qin Mo noticed that Kong Xiao had already entered the Foundation Building phase and returned his focus to fighting Mingshan Laogui.

Even though Mingshan Laogui's cultivation was higher than Qin Mo's, he had always been a cautious person, so even in facing a junior, he had no intention of taking it easy. He stretched out his withered palms, making a few symbols, and three figures appeared from thin air, puppets he had refined.

With the appearance of the puppets, Qin Mo's attention focused on them. Two were actually at the first level of Foundation Building, the other was also cultivated to the 10th layer of Qi Refining.

Come to think of it, Mingshan Laogui would never be reconciled in not making him one of his puppets.

Translator(s): Teo
Editor(s): Bean
Proofer(s): DarkSapphire, Bet