Master’s Plan to Revitalize the Demon Sect with Beautiful Girls - Chapter 55



Chapter 55: Greed Leads to Death

The white-bearded old man felt a tremendous threat the instant he saw the sword standing in mid-air.

It seemed as if he was not facing a sword, but a cultivator who could crush him in terms of strength.

This feeling was very strange because he had never felt this way about a magical weapon before.

“Buzz——” The vibration between the sword and the scabbard emitted a resonant sound.

The sword still did not unsheathe, but the white-bearded old man felt even more pressure.

On the other side, He Youzhou was completely lying down, showing no intention of moving.

The white-bearded old man couldn’t help but take a defensive stance, his spiritual energy shield covering his entire body early on, not minding at all that his spiritual energy would be wasted because of this.

He felt it was absurd that he was taking such a serious stance because of a sword. He had cultivated for so many years and had never done anything so ridiculous.

However, this also indicated that the sword in front of him was an unparalleled divine weapon, possibly even a sentient one.

Greed ignited in the old white-bearded man’s eyes.

He was determined to obtain this sword, no matter who tried to stop him.

The white-bearded old man suddenly sprang up, holding his whisk in his left hand and making a dragon claw gesture with his right hand as he attacked the sword.

He Youzhou was now completely unimportant, just a useless person in the eyes of the white-bearded old man.

Even if he stood there without moving, He Youzhou would not be able to harm him.

This sword was everything. As long as he could tame this unruly sword, both the righteous and evil factions of Baicheng would be under his control.

After all, in today’s cultivation world, strength is respected.

The era when sages were revered had long passed.

A sufficiently powerful cultivator could grasp some truths of the world, a principle the white-bearded old man had learned over many years.

“Clang!” However, his hand was smashed by the iron sword on the spot.

The white-bearded old man looked at his wrist in pain, but did not scream.

The exquisite moves of the Qingshan Sect were vulnerable in the face of absolute power.

His moves were heavy, but the iron sword’s attack was even heavier, truly as weighty as a mountain.

“No wonder it’s an unparalleled divine weapon…” the white-bearded old man squeezed out these words.

His spiritual energy shield was as fragile as paper in front of the iron sword.

If the sword had unsheathed, his hand might not have just been smashed, but the entire hand might have been chopped off.

For cultivators, who have many defensive methods, cutting off an opponent’s hand is an extremely difficult task.

Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage may not necessarily be able to easily sever the hand of a cultivator in the Qi Refining stage.

This means that the power of the iron sword far surpasses that of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

After realizing this, the white-bearded old man was both excited and terrified.

“He Youzhou, give me the sword!” The white-bearded old man glared at He Youzhou with a ferocious look, “Or die here!”

He might not be able to defeat this sword, but he could kill He Youzhou at any time.

“Huh?” He Youzhou, who was still watching the show, looked at the white-bearded old man in confusion.

He never expected that things would suddenly involve him for no reason.

“No, you continue fighting my big brother.” He Youzhou said.

However, his words were taken as mockery by the white-bearded old man, making him determined to take He Youzhou’s life.

Green talismans floated in the air with each movement of the white-bearded old man.

A cold and heavy seal pressed down on He Youzhou from above.

The white-bearded old man used one of the killing moves of the Qingshan Sect without hesitation—the Qingshan Seal.

But He Youzhou did not dodge or evade, still standing in place, looking as if he was waiting to die.

The white-bearded old man looked at He Youzhou coldly, not holding back at all, even using his full strength to execute the Qingshan Seal.

However, He Youzhou was not planning to wait for death; he simply felt there was no need to move.

He knew his big brother would come to protect him.

The iron sword, moving at a speed the white-bearded old man couldn’t even catch, pierced through him while he was still executing the Qingshan Seal.

The white-bearded old man didn’t even have time to stop his move before the iron sword pierced through his abdomen.

“Cough, cough…” He looked at his bleeding abdomen in disbelief.

The seal in the air suddenly dissipated, and the white-bearded old man sat on the ground powerlessly.

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He clutched his wound, still not understanding what had gone wrong.

“What kind of sword is this…?” he asked with difficulty.

A peerless divine weapon? A sentient peerless divine weapon?

But if it were sentient, how could such a weapon be willing to let someone like He Youzhou use it?

The white-bearded old man had heard countless legends about sentient divine weapons.

Those swords would choose their own masters, and if deemed unworthy, any cultivator who tried to use them would be killed on the spot.

“Why… why can you have such a sword?” the white-bearded old man asked unwillingly.

A mere Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, how could he be qualified to use such a divine weapon?

“Why?” He Youzhou looked at the white-bearded old man in confusion, “Because I raised this sword myself.”

This was something he had nurtured day after day, year after year. If he couldn’t use it, who could?

“Did you really think this is some kind of peerless divine weapon?” He Youzhou, who had been idling for so long, more or less understood why the Nascent Soul stage cultivator in front of him was so frantic.

It turned out that he thought this sword was some powerful weapon, and after harboring malicious intent, he came to snatch it.

“What a joke!” The white-bearded old man would not be deceived.

He could see the spiritual energy contained in this sword, which was almost comparable to a living cultivator.

If this is not a peerless divine weapon, then what is? That broken stone disc?

However, in his anger, he made his injury worse.

He Youzhou stood up and took the iron sword floating in mid-air into his hand.

“This is just an iron sword without a name, there are plenty in the blacksmith shop in Baicheng.” He patiently explained the origin of the sword in his hand.

Speaking of which, after raising it for so many years, he realized he hadn’t even given it a name.

But the white-bearded old man wouldn’t believe He Youzhou’s words, he still believed this was an extraordinary sword.

No one would believe that someone would use their entire cultivation to nurture an ordinary iron sword.

He Youzhou didn’t believe it either before he practiced the art of sword nurturing.

“Die!!!” The white-bearded old man, enduring his injury, erupted again.

“You, why don’t you have the insight of the person who caused trouble in my sect last time?” He Youzhou sighed deeply and personally drew his sword.

This time, before the white-bearded old man could make any move, he was beheaded.

The iron sword remained in its sheath, yet it could still cut through iron and gold.

He Youzhou shook his head helplessly and slowly retracted his move.

“Why bother?” He looked at the white-bearded old man he had slain, feeling no waves in his heart.

If asked what is the easiest way for people to perish, He Youzhou’s answer would be—greed.