vrcanaries Chapter 1681 Flowing Cloud Sect? What trash!
Chapter 1681 Flowing Cloud Sect? What trash!
He spoke with righteous indignation, intending to take this opportunity to promote the sect's reputation.
However, no sooner had he finished speaking than an untimely sneer rang out from the crowd.
"Tch—Wan Chuan Sect? Never heard of it. A nobody little sect. Judging from your fight just now, your spiritual energy was all mixed up, and you couldn't even discern a unified cultivation method. You probably don't even have your own lineage system, do you? And you dare to presumptuously ask people to recite your name? How laughable!"
The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man in a brocade robe with an arrogant expression standing not far away, accompanied by two cultivators who seemed to be his attendants.
This man's cultivation level was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, but his eyes seemed to be superior to others.
Ji Zhou frowned slightly and looked at him: "And who are you, sir?"
The man raised his head proudly and pointed to himself with his thumb: "Listen up! I am an inner disciple of the nearby Liuyun Sect! Our Liuyun Sect has been entrenched here for over a hundred years. Our techniques are profound and our foundation is deep. How can you, a nobody sect that just popped up out of nowhere, compare to us?"
"Liuyun Sect?"
Ji Zhou repeated it, his eyes suddenly turning cold, filled with undisguised sarcasm, "Oh, the Flowing Cloud Sect that watched the evil cultivators of Red Ridge Mountain ravage the land for months, plundering the villages, yet remained cowering in their sect, not daring to utter a single word?"
"You!" The Liuyun Sect disciple's face instantly turned red. "What nonsense are you spouting! We...we were biding our time, waiting for the right opportunity!"
"Waiting for the right opportunity?"
Ji Zhou took a step forward, and the imposing aura he exuded after being tempered by the "Return to One Technique of All Transformations" subtly emanated from his body, causing the Liuyun Sect disciple to feel a sense of unease.
"Wait until these innocent people are tortured to death? Wait until the evil cultivators become too powerful and harder to deal with? Is this how you righteous sects behave?"
His gaze swept across the group of rescued cultivators like lightning, and his voice suddenly rose, echoing throughout the entire valley:
"You all heard that! This is what you call a prestigious sect! When you were suffering, they were nowhere to be seen! But after our Wanchuan Sect fought to the death to wipe out the evil forces and restore peace to this place, they jumped out to mock us for our lack of skill and reputation!"
Ji Zhou abruptly turned his head, staring again at the Liuyun Sect disciple whose face was alternating between pale and flushed, and asked, word by word:
"I only ask you this: since the Flowing Cloud Sect is so powerful and has such a strong foundation, where were you when everyone needed you the most?!"
The Liuyun Sect disciple blushed and stammered, unable to utter a word.
The two attendants behind him lowered their heads, wishing they could disappear into the ground.
"We...we have our own considerations..." the disciple tried to argue, but his voice grew softer and softer.
"Considerations?" Ji Zhou sneered. "Considering how to protect oneself, considering how to turn a blind eye to the suffering of the people?"
He ignored the clown and turned to the crowd, proclaiming:
"Although my Wan Chuan Sect is a newly established sect, its founding principle is to help the weak and punish the strong, and to uphold justice. Today's extermination of evil cultivators is just the beginning. If evil spirits cause trouble or demons run rampant in the future, as long as you call upon the name of my Wan Chuan Sect, my disciples will surely rush to your aid!"
These words resonated deeply, moving everyone present. The rescued cultivators, in particular, were moved to tears, repeatedly kowtowing.
"Many thanks to the Wanchuan Sect! Many thanks to all the immortal masters!"
Ji Zhou instructed his disciples to distribute the supplies hoarded by the evil cultivators to the victimized people, and left behind several protective talismans before leaving with his disciples from the Battle Hall.
After they left, the valley was filled with discussion:
"The Wan Chuan Sect are truly chivalrous!"
"Much better than that Flowing Cloud Sect!"
"If you ever encounter any trouble in the future, be sure to seek help from the Wan Chuan Sect!"
Amidst the pointing fingers and whispers of the crowd, the Liuyun Sect disciple slunk away with his entourage.
On their way out, the disciples of the Battle Hall were all in high spirits.
Amu said excitedly:
"Brother Jizhou, what you said just now was so satisfying! Look at those Liuyun Sect people, their faces have turned green!"
Da Niu laughed and said, "That's right! This battle of ours has not only rid the people of a scourge, but also enhanced the prestige of our sect. It's truly a win-win situation!"
Ji Zhou remained calm: "Don't get carried away. Although Liu Yun Sect is incompetent, they have been entrenched here for many years. We have humiliated them today, and they will certainly not let this go."
The disciples grinned from ear to ear: "So what? Even if they don't let it go, they're just a bunch of small fry!"
"If they come, we'll just smash them all to pieces!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The group burst into laughter, and Jizhou's mood immediately relaxed.
"That's true."
As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of a group of people following him not far behind, which must have been the Liuyun Sect from earlier.
Ji Zhou's lips curled into a disdainful smile: "What big trouble can a bunch of rats in the gutter cause?"
Ji Zhou's undisguised mockery was clearly carried by the wind to the ears of the Liu Yun Sect members following behind.
The phrase "a rat in the gutter" was like a sharp knife, piercing their self-esteem.
The leader, a disciple in the early Foundation Establishment stage, was already seething with anger because he had lost face in the valley earlier. Now, he could no longer contain himself, and his face twisted instantly.
"This is outrageous! Attack them! Slaughter these arrogant bastards!"
He roared and no longer cared about the decorum of a sect disciple. He led seven or eight equally indignant Liuyun Sect disciples around him, activated their spiritual power, and charged out of the mountains and forests behind them like vicious wolves pouncing on their prey, heading straight for Jizhou and his group with murderous intent!
"Brother Jizhou! Someone's coming!" Amu noticed the movement behind him immediately and gave a warning.
Jizhou didn't even turn around; the disdainful smile on his lips deepened.
He slowly stopped, and the disciples of the Battle Hall also stopped instantly, turning around in tacit understanding. Facing the rushing Liuyun Sect members, their faces showed not panic, but rather a hint of eager excitement.
"Form ranks and prepare to meet the enemy." Ji Zhou's voice was calm and even, as if he were talking about something trivial.
The ten disciples of the Battle Hall moved instantly, their steps interlacing, vaguely forming a simple offensive and defensive formation.
Although they were slightly outnumbered, their imposing presence stood in stark contrast to the group of Liuyun Sect disciples who charged forward with shouts and scattered formations.
"Die!"
The Liuyun Sect disciple took the lead, his longsword flashing with a sharp arc as he thrust it straight at Jizhou's face, clearly showing his intense hatred for Jizhou.
However, Jizhou simply turned his body slightly to the side, and his right hand shot out with lightning speed, his index and middle fingers precisely catching the tip of the sword that was thrusting towards him!
The sword strike, which contained the full force of an early Foundation Establishment cultivator, was easily blocked by him with just two fingers, preventing it from advancing an inch!