Master’s Plan to Revitalize the Demon Sect with Beautiful Girls - Chapter 53



Chapter 53: The Crime of Possessing a Jade

“Brother Haotian!”

“Haotian!”

Several female cultivators from the Taiyi Sect rushed out desperately after seeing Haotian being knocked off the stage.

What they saw was Haotian, who was already unconscious.

The wound on his chest was very deep, but it was precisely at a level that wouldn’t be fatal.

If that sword had been a bit heavier, Haotian would have died on the spot.

Absolute precision in power control, something that even higher realms might not be able to master.

However, these female cultivators couldn’t see such details; they only thought that He Youzhou had used despicable means to win the match.

“Despicable villain!”

“Indeed a demonic cultivator!”

“Haotian, wake up!”

Unfortunately, no matter what they thought, it couldn’t change the fact that He Youzhou had won the final victory.

What could He Youzhou say now? He felt a bit bored.

Although he knew his chance of winning was 99.99%, the victory was too easy.

To be fair, he didn’t use his nurtured sword but the iron sword given by the officials.

He was a genuine Foundation Establishment cultivator, without any water added.

Theoretically, even if a prodigy came, the fight shouldn’t have been so easy.

The actual situation was quite different from what he imagined.

“He Youzhou, do you have any thoughts?” The referee walked up to He Youzhou and asked.

After He Youzhou won, various spirit birds fluttered in the air above the stage, echoing their cries.

Intertwining flying swords also filled the entire competition venue, as if everything was revolving around the winner, congratulating him.

Unfortunately, there were no cheers from the surrounding audience.

After all, this final really didn’t seem worth cheering for, giving people a feeling of acting.

“No, can I get the prize earlier?” He Youzhou answered the question and then asked back.

After winning the match, He Youzhou’s eyes were fixed on the top-grade magical artifact—the storage ring next door.

The heads of various sects descended from the high platform in different ways and came to He Youzhou.

Since He Youzhou was a member of the demonic sect, the sect leaders were displeased to see him win the competition.

Of course, for the sake of the bigger picture, they couldn’t show their displeasure openly.

If the sect leaders treated the winner differently just because he was from the demonic sect, it would damage their reputation, and even the reputation of their sects.

“Young friend He is truly a rising star.”

“Since you have won, the treasure naturally belongs to the hero.”

The platform holding the disc-shaped magical artifact, under the control of a sect leader’s spiritual energy, descended in front of He Youzhou.

The artifact was quietly held by the statue of a qilin, waiting for He Youzhou to pick it up.

He Youzhou walked up with a solemn expression, then hid the storage ring beside the artifact into his clothes.

After a while, he finally picked up the artifact, and when he did, it seemed somewhat casual.

After he picked up the artifact, the atmosphere around him became even more enthusiastic.

Unfortunately, he didn’t care about these things.

After collecting all the prizes for the winners, he started running towards the exit of the competition field.

However, as he left, he naturally didn’t forget to pick up the iron sword he had raised.

If not now, then when?

He Youzhou now wanted to take the prizes and find his two disciples, then return to Tianyan Sect to carry out new grand plans.

The award ceremony? He couldn’t be bothered.

Seeing He Youzhou take the prizes and run, the sect leaders were dumbfounded.

They thought that as a member of the demonic sect, He Youzhou would at least say some harsh words, but they didn’t expect him to be so straightforward.

It was hard not to get the impression that he participated in the competition just for the prizes.

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“This little demonic cultivator, how dare he be so presumptuous!?” A more irritable sect leader was so angry that he wanted to kill He Youzhou.

In their eyes, He Youzhou was just a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, and naturally should be considered their junior.

Little did they know, He Youzhou’s real age was older than any of them, at least twice their age.

“Fellow Daoist, calm down.” At this moment, an old man with white beard stepped forward to soothe the irritable sect leader’s emotions.

“It’s normal for young juniors to be ignorant, and didn’t you say it yourselves? He is a demonic cultivator.” The old man with white beard said, “We have seen this arrogant attitude from demonic cultivators many times before.”

“Indeed.” Some sect leaders also agreed with the old man’s words.

That group of demonic cultivators were nothing but vicious and arrogant thugs, with only a few who adhered to moral etiquette.

Most of them were insidious, cruel, and violent.

“How about this, let me give him a small punishment.” The old man with white beard stroked his beard and said, “This way, everyone can vent their anger.”

“Let me do it, I need to show that ignorant junior the price of being rude.” The previously angry sect leader immediately said.

“Hey, wait a minute, I’m afraid you might be too heavy-handed.” The old man with white beard said, “If a newly victorious cultivator suddenly gets seriously injured, it might not be appropriate.”

“Let this humble Daoist handle this troublesome matter.” He chuckled softly, his smile exuding kindness.

The other sect leaders, whose strength was inferior to the white-bearded elder, did not argue upon hearing his words.

The white-bearded elder claimed to know his limits, so they took him at his word.

Moreover, they were quite eager to see that insolent demonic cultivator suffer a bit.

These major sects of White City could not allow He Youzhou to escape just like that.

“Then this humble Daoist shall go after that brat He Youzhou.” The white-bearded elder said softly, “As for the continuation of this rookie competition, I leave it to you all to preside over.”

Due to He Youzhou’s escape, the competition scene had become awkward, and someone needed to take charge.

“Rest assured, Daoist friend Baixu, we will handle the follow-up. You may go without worry.”

“Then this humble Daoist takes his leave.” The white-bearded elder cupped his hands in farewell, then rode a cloud of spiritual energy in pursuit of He Youzhou.

No one noticed that as he left on the cloud, his eyes were no longer kind but filled with greed.

At this moment, it didn’t matter if He Youzhou died in White City.

Even if someone questioned him, he would claim that he only administered a minor punishment and that it was the cultivators coveting the magical artifact who truly killed He Youzhou.

Moreover, this explanation wouldn’t be a lie—after all, he was the one coveting the magical artifact.

However, what he had his eyes on was not the disc useful only to low-level cultivators, but the peerless divine weapon in He Youzhou’s hand.

“He Youzhou, it’s time for this humble Daoist to teach you the meaning of ‘a man without sin is guilty of possessing a treasure.’”

He had no personal grudge against Tianyan Sect or He Youzhou; it was all He Youzhou’s fault for possessing a powerful magical artifact.