Chapter 2025: The Elders Move
Chapter 2025: The Elders Move
Although Zhao Hai felt that it was strange, what he wanted to know right now was the state of the Wu Clan. Therefore, he didn’t stop. When the two cultivators rode the Demon Horses, the group immediately charged towards the Wu Clan village.
The Demon Horses weren’t weak, and their charge was very strong. The malicious ghosts have no way to stop Zhao Hai’s charge.
Zhao Hai paid attention to the surroundings and found that there were quite a few malicious ghosts around. The group of three rushed all the way. And in just ten minutes, Zhao Hai already encountered a hundred ghosts. These ghosts weren’t weak and were at least in the middle of the Rebirth Stage.
The matter certainly wasn’t simple if there are this many malicious ghosts. It should be caused by Ghost Cultivators. Moreover, it seems like they were intent on exterminating the Wu Clan. Otherwise they wouldn’t have surrounded the entire village.
After a dozen more minutes, Zhao Hai and the others finally arrived at the village courtyard. The defensive formation of the village has been fully activated, which allowed it to hold on up to this time.
Upon arriving at the defensive formation, Zhao Hai turned his head to Qi Xun and said, “How do we pass?”
Qi Xun nodded and said, “As long as we have our Wu Clan tokens, we can pass. Senior, wait a moment. I’ll give you the token as soon as I enter.”
Zhao Hai nodded. Then after Qi Xun and Wu Ying passed through the formation, Qi Xun gave Zhao Hai his token which Zhao Hai used to enter as well.
As soon as the group entered the courtyard, a group of people immediately walked over. In the front of the group was an old person with a full head of silvery hair. At this time, the old person had an ugly expression as he looked at Qi Xun, “Xun’er, what’s going on? Didn’t I ask you to go to the Tyrant Blade Sect to ask your Uncle Master for help? Why are you here? Also, who is this person?”
Upon hearing the old man, Zhao Hai and the others couldn’t help but stare. With a confused expression, Qi Xun asked, “Grandfather, didn’t you ask me to return with Junior Sister Ying? When were we asked to invite Uncle Master? What’s going on?”
The old man stared, then his complexion changed, “Where’s Little Chen? He’s supposed to tell you to ask your Uncle Master for help. Why didn’t he return?”
Qi Xun replied, “Little Chen is already dead. He came all the way here before he suddenly fell off his horse and died.”
Zhao Hai replied, “There’s no need to ponder about it, this is the doing of the Ghost Cultivators. They don’t want the Tyrant Blade Sect to know about this.”
The old man turned to Zhao Hai and asked, “And Mister is?”
Zhao Hai took out his blade token and said, “Tyrant Blade Sect Inner Disciple, Zhao Hai.”
The old man stared at Zhao Hai’s blade token before his expression became happy. He immediately kneeled down and said, “Wu Clan’s Patriarch Wu De leads the Wu Clan in greeting Mister Zhao Hai.”
Zhao Hai waved his hand and said, “Now is not the time for politeness. How about this, the people outside still don’t know my identity and this matter needs to be dealt with as soon as possible. I have a portable transmission formation. I’ll return to the sect to report. Before I come back, you must defend the Wu Clan. Don’t let anyone else in.”
Wu De bowed and said, “Yes Mister, I’ll take care of it.” Zhao Hai nodded, then he disappeared after a flash of white light. Although Zhao Hai could see that the malicious ghosts outside weren’t very powerful, there were a lot of them. This was obviously a planned operation. It was likely done by Ghost Cultivators. This matter needs to be reported to the sect as soon as possible.
The next moment, Zhao Hai appeared in Yin Yang Peak. Qiu Tie was practicing in the training yard with Qiu Zhen at the side smiling at the progress of his grandson. The old man’s eyes were full of affection and pride.
Seeing Zhao Hai appear, the two couldn’t help but stare. Qiu Zhen gave Zhao Hai a look of confusion as he asked, “Young Master, you’ve returned. Aren’t you on a mission?”
Zhao Hai nodded, “I’ve come across something along the way. I need to see the Masters.” After he said that, he went to the living room and said, “Masters, disciple is here.”
The Yin Elder’s voice was heard, “Come in.” Zhao Hai pushed the door open and walked in. Upon seeing the Yin Yang Elders in the living room, he immediately gave them a salute.
The Yin Elder waved his hand and said, “I heard that you went out yesterday. But now you’re back. What happened?”
Zhao Hai nodded and said, “Shortly after this disciple left, I ran into people from the Wu Clan. They’re an affiliated clan of the Tyrant Blade Sect. They also have an inner disciple of the sect as their member. Shortly after seeing them, someone else came over and reported that their clan was being besieged and they needed to return. Due to curiosity, I followed them back. I want to see who has the courage to attack an affiliate clan of the Tyrant Blade Sect. When I arrived, the Wu Clan was being attacked by malicious ghosts. Moreover, there are quite a lot of ghosts, at least several hundred. Although the ghosts weren’t strong, I suspect that they are related to Ghost Cultivators.”
Hearing Zhao Hai, the Yin Yang Elders’ complexion changed. The Yin Elder stood up and said, “Let’s go. We’ll take a look.”
Zhao Hai stared when he heard the Yin Elder. He didn’t expect the Yin Yang Elders to come with him. The status that the Yin Yang Elders held in the Tyrant Blade Sect was akin to high elders. These people were above countless cultivators. They don’t act unless the sect is in a life and death situation. Why would they move now?
But seeing that the expression of the Yin Yang Elders wasn’t good, he didn’t ask anything. The three quickly went to the yard and then disappeared with a white light. In the next moment, Zhao Hai returned to the Wu Clan.
The Wu Clan’s present situation wasn’t good. Their defensive formation wasn’t of the highest quality. After being besieged by malicious ghosts, cracks began to form. The people of the Wu Clan were preparing to fight for their lives.
At this moment, Zhao Hai appeared with the Yin Yang Elders. The Wu Clan quickly noticed them. Naturally, they didn’t recognize the Yin Yang Elders. However, they knew Zhao Hai. So Wu De immediately ran over and bowed towards Zhao Hai, “Mister, who are these two?”
Zhao Hai replied, “Don’t ask about what you shouldn’t know. They are elders of the sect.”
Wu De was startled. Zhao Hai was an inner disciple, and now there are sect elders. Thinking of this, Wu De immediately became more careful as he bowed and said, “Yes Mister, I understand.”
The Yin Yang Elders didn’t care about the Wu Clan. They were looking at the malicious ghosts outside the defensive shield. The Yang Elder coldly snorted and said, “These bastard ghosts are out again.” After saying that, the Yang Elder waved his hand. Blade qi passed through the defensive shield and slashed at the ghosts outside.
The malicious ghosts weren’t that strong, so they were like paper when cut by the blade qi. They screeched before vanishing from sight.
At this time, the Yin Elder waved his hand and a hand-shape qi flew out towards the backside of a nearby mountain. The hand grasped and grabbed several black-clothed people. Then the Yin Elder waved once more, causing the hand to return to Wu Clan courtyard. Zhao Hai wanted to see the captured cultivators, but they were already dead.
The cultivators looked quite young. Their faces were pale, but their overall looks were ordinary.
However, Zhao Hai could notice that their lips had turned blue and purple. It was clear that they had died from poison. The Yin Elder coldly snorted and said, “These bastards do have some virtue left. They killed themselves as soon as they’re caught. Little Hai, can you turn them into Undead? We’re going to interrogate them.”
Zhao Hai nodded and said, “No problem.” Then he waved his hand and covered the corpses with black gas. Once the black gas vanished, the black-clothed cultivators were already standing up.
Zhao Hai turned to the Yin Elder and said, “Master, you can ask questions now.”
The Yin Elder nodded, he turned his head to the black-clothed cultivators and said, “You’re from the Ghost Sect?”
One of the black-clothed cultivators replied, “Replying to Mister, we belong to the Ghost Army Department of the Ghost Sect.”
The Yin Elder nodded, then he looked at Zhao Hai and said, “The Ghost Sect has plenty of divisions. The Ghost Army Department is quite a big one. They are the main fighting force of the Ghost Cultivators. Little Hai, I’m going to bring these undead back to the sect. You can go and complete your mission. You don’t have to worry about the rest.”
Zhao Hai nodded, “Yes, Master. You can take them back to the sect. But it’s best if you don’t kill them, it would have a little impact on me.”
The Yin Elder gave a nod, “Don’t worry, we will not mishandle your Undead. Now, go take care of your things.” After saying that, the two elders flashed with white light and disappeared along with the Undead.
When the two elders left, Wu De bowed towards Zhao Hai and said, “Mister, thank you very much. Everyone from the Wu Clan is deeply grateful to what you’ve done.”
Zhao Hai waved his hand and said, “Patriarch Wu is too polite. I’m a disciple of the Tyrant Blade Sect, I can’t just ignore matters like this.”
Wu De quickly replied, “No matter what, the Wu Clan won’t forget that kindness you gave us. Mister, it’s already getting dark. How about staying over for some food and wine?”
Zhao Hai thought about it and then nodded, “Then I’ll have to disturb Patriarch Wu.”
Seeing that Zhao Hai agreed, Wu De was happy. With a wide smile on his face, he quickly gestured, “Then Mister, please.” Although the Wu Clan was a subordinate of the Tyrant Blade Sect with an inner disciple as a member, they were still very courteous towards disciples of the sect. They would even give great respect towards outer disciples of the sect. Having an inner disciple as a guest in their home was an extremely honorable thing for the clan. This was the reason why Wu De was glad that Zhao Hai accepted his invitation.