Master’s Plan to Revitalize the Demon Sect with Beautiful Girls - Chapter 54



Chapter 54: Big Brother, Go

He Youzhou had no idea that his nurtured sword was being targeted and was leisurely strolling around White City.

Of course, even if He Youzhou knew that the white-bearded elder had his eyes on his iron sword, it wouldn’t matter much.

As the saying goes, “Big brothers come and go, but the iron pendant remains.”

If his nurtured big brother was taken, he would simply nurture another one.

Besides, whether his sword could be taken was still a question.

“That competition was truly a grand event.” As He Youzhou strolled through White City, he noticed that there were significantly fewer people on the streets compared to before the competition started.

It turned out that so many people would indeed take a peek at how cultivators fought.

He clasped his hands in his sleeves, pondering whether he should go find his two disciples now.

Judging by their whereabouts, Zhishi and Youlan seemed to have gone far away, and catching up to them would be quite tiring.

“I’ll eat something before going.” He thought for a moment and decided to fill his stomach first.

The competition had started early in the morning, and he hadn’t even had lunch.

He was just a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage; if he didn’t eat, he would really starve to death.

If someone really wanted to kill He Youzhou, there were probably a hundred ways to do it.

But for some reason, as He Youzhou walked, he found himself on a rarely traveled path.

“Who are you?” After walking for a while, He Youzhou suddenly turned around and looked up, asking.

“It seems you are quite perceptive, to have noticed me so early.” The white-bearded old man, riding on clouds, squinted his eyes and said.

Before he finished speaking, he flicked his horsetail whisk.

“Boom!!!” With a light flick of the whisk, a huge pit appeared on the ground.

However, He Youzhou was unharmed, and the ground around him remained intact.

A spiritual energy shield, a common defensive technique used by most cultivators.

Although it was the most basic, it was also the most commonly used.

Therefore—He Youzhou’s sword could naturally also deploy a spiritual energy shield.

You might ask why He Youzhou didn’t deploy his own spiritual energy shield? That’s because he knew his own shield was too weak to withstand an attack.

“Attacking without a word?” He Youzhou frowned, his eyes full of confusion.

Although the white-bearded old man had been sitting in the audience, He Youzhou did not recognize him.

Since the start of the competition, He Youzhou’s attention had been entirely on the spirit stones in his storage ring; who hosted the competition was of no importance.

“No wonder it’s a divine weapon, to easily block my attack.” The white-bearded old man was not surprised but pleased to see He Youzhou unscathed.

He naturally saw that the spiritual energy shield came from the iron sword, not from He Youzhou.

Thus, he was even more convinced that the iron sword in He Youzhou’s hand was indeed a peerless divine weapon.

The white-bearded old man dismissed his cloud and slowly descended from mid-air.

“Little demon, if you hand over that sword, I might consider sparing your life.” He stroked his beard and said.

He didn’t want to cause too much commotion in White City; it would be better if He Youzhou handed over the divine weapon willingly.

“What nonsense are you talking about?” He Youzhou tilted his head, showing a cute, confused expression.

Although he didn’t mind giving the iron sword to someone else, he was certainly not willing to hand it over to someone who demanded it so aggressively.

“So, who are you?” He Youzhou asked again.

The white-bearded old man did not reveal his identity but gave He Youzhou a meaningful look, “Do you really think you can cross two realms just by relying on that sword?”

“Don’t be naive, little demon.” His tone was full of disdain.

The white-bearded old man placed his whisk aside and extended his right hand from his sleeve.

In the next second, the ground beneath He Youzhou’s feet began to crack and sink without warning.

The phantom of a green mountain pressed down on He Youzhou, as if trying to pin him to the spot.

The core of the Green Mountain Sect was to make the light heavy.

To his surprise, He Youzhou was not crushed by the phantom of the green mountain.

He Youzhou gently tapped the phantom with the sword that had not yet been unsheathed, shattering it in an instant.

Compared to the old man with the white beard’s moves, He Youzhou’s strike better exemplified the concept of “using light to overcome heavy.”

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After the phantom shattered, the spiritual energy dispersed to every corner, like green dust blown away by a strong wind.

The domineering power of the sword suppressed everything around, making the old man with the white beard feel a faint sense of suffocation.

The old man with the white beard was forced to retreat several steps, and the last house trembled violently, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Noticing this detail, He Youzhou pondered for a moment, then started running away with his sword.

“Escape!? Don’t even think about it!!” The old man with the white beard saw He Youzhou’s actions and subconsciously thought he was trying to escape, so he immediately chased after him.

He Youzhou’s speed was vastly different compared to his.

The old man with the white beard caught up with He Youzhou almost without expending any spiritual energy.

“Draw your sword quickly, let me see its true power!” He sneered, no longer as kind as before.

After facing the sword’s domineering aura just now, the old man with the white beard now only wanted to confirm the sword’s power once more.

If it was so terrifying while still sheathed, what kind of scene would it be when unsheathed? The old man with the white beard began to look forward to it for the first time in a long while.

“Draw my sword?” He Youzhou suddenly stopped, no longer running away.

He turned his face and said softly, “You are not worthy of seeing my sword unsheathed.”

The old man with the white beard assumed He Youzhou was just boasting, after all, he had just seen He Youzhou fleeing in embarrassment.

Saying such things now had no deterrent effect at all.

However, it was just the old man with the white beard’s wishful thinking that he was running away.

The reason He Youzhou had pulled away so far, coming to a relatively open place, was to avoid the house being affected.

“You probably don’t know how hard it is for ordinary people to build a house, do you?” He Youzhou said faintly.

Unfortunately, the old man with the white beard did not understand what He Youzhou meant. He just flicked his whisk and attacked He Youzhou.

The whisk was light, but its force was immense.

The spiritual energy condensed into a blunt force, pressing heavily towards He Youzhou.

But the sword in He Youzhou’s hand easily split it in two—even though it was still unsheathed.

Now, with trees on both sides of the road and few people around, He Youzhou couldn’t help but nod.

He lazily sat cross-legged on the ground, hands in his sleeves, looking as if he didn’t want to do anything.

The art of nurturing the sword is about nurturing the sword itself.

Therefore, naturally, the sword also defends against enemies.

It had little to do with him.

“Good luck.” He Youzhou said lazily.

The next moment, the sword flew up out of thin air and stood in front of him.