Xianxia: My Junior Sisters Are Freaks!

That's not right. If the demon king was really summoned, then why did the strange phenomenon disappear in the end?

Zhuang Changhe thought of this and looked at old monster sword with a strange gaze.

"You traitorous disciple, why are you staring at me like that? Are you trying to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?"

Er... Master, why are you here again.

Zhuang Changhe quickly averted his gaze, or else he would be blamed for betraying his master and destroying his ancestors.

"It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, master. I want to ask what happened after that, which caused the shocking phenomenon to disappear."

"Well..."

"A hundred jars of fine wine, just treat it as a small token of my appreciation!"

Hearing this, old monster sword suddenly seemed to have thought of something.

"It's rare for you to have this kind of intention. I'm very gratified... but a hundred jars is not a single jar less."

"Don't worry, a jar is not a single jar less for you!"

Zhuang Changhe was a little proud when he heard the first half of the sentence, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he almost staggered in fright.

His master was still addicted to alcohol as if his life depended on it. This time, he would have to pay a huge price!

"Right, where were we just now?"

An elder reminded. "Martial granduncle mentioned that the Demon King was born, and there were many strange phenomena."

"I don't Know? I just wanted to see if you were listening attentively."

Old Monster Sword glared at the elder who spoke, and the other party laughed bitterly.

"The Demon King was born, and there were strange phenomena."

"As for why the strange phenomenon disappeared, it's actually very simple. It's because the demon king died."

Everyone's pupils constricted, and their mouths immediately opened wide. Their hearts could not calm down for a long time.

"It's that simple?"

"Yes, it's that simple."

Old Monster Sword's expression was also somewhat dark. Because a being that could be called a demon king was an existence that had ascended to a higher level. And even if he faced such an existence, he would still have a slim chance of survival.

And it was this sort of existence that had actually been killed the moment it appeared.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he probably would have found it hard to believe.

"Believe it or not, this old man will leave first. Don't forget to send the fine wine to Little Ling 'Er."

Seeing everyone's disbelief, old monster Jian cursed with a laugh and walked out of the main hall.

"Sect master, do you think this matter is true?"

Hearing someone raise doubts, Zhuang Changhe let out a cold snort.

"Humph! You Don't believe Master's words. Do you want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?"

"I don't dare, I don't dare. I just want to confirm it. After all, such a thing is really too unbelievable. Don't you all agree?"

Seeing that not only the elders, but even the chief thrones were moved, Zhuang Changhe let out a cold snort.

"Master is an elder of the sect, don't talk nonsense in the future! Those who disobey will be punished according to the principle of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestor!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment and nodded in agreement.

In their hearts, they were silently cursing, 'The sect master is indeed worthy of being the eldest disciple of grand uncle-master jian. He is really quick at learning this mantra. No wonder everyone said that he has received the true teachings of grand uncle-master!'! ! !

Zhuang Changhe signaled the other elders to leave first and settle the follow-up matters for the disciples who returned to the sect this time.

"Everyone, please disperse. What you heard today is only known to those present here to avoid causing unnecessary panic."

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, sect leader!"

Zhuang Changhe waved his hand and returned to his seat in the main hall.

"Alright, all of you can leave now!"

After a while, only Zhuang Changhe and the eight chief thrones were left in the hall.

He went straight to the point.

"This time, the Blackheaven Sword sect went down the mountain to exterminate the demons. The casualties were the greatest. Some of the mountain peaks even damaged their foundations. Do you have any thoughts on this matter?"

When the chief seat of Thunder Peak heard this, he immediately pulled a long face.

This time, there were not many disciples left on their mountain peaks. It could be said that they had suffered heavy losses.

"Sect master, out of the 1,300 people who went down the mountain, more than 300 returned. The rest... SIGH!"

Although the other peaks were not as miserable as Thunder Peak, they all expressed the tragic consequences of this operation.

Fortunately, the demon king was killed by a mysterious person and the demon faction collapsed. Otherwise, it was uncertain how many disciples would have returned.

The most infuriating thing was that someone took advantage of the sect master of the six great sects to blame the Mysterious Heavenly Sword sect for colluding with the demon race. This caused all the great sects to target the mysterious Heavenly Sword sect.

The six great sects had placed their focus on the mysterious heavenly sword sect and did not immediately send people down the mountain to resist the demon race. This was also the reason why the mysterious Heavenly Sword sect had suffered heavy losses.

Zhuang Changhe closed his eyes slightly and listened to the discussion of the chief seats. His thick sword-like eyebrows were squeezed together.

He knew about the casualties of the sect this time, but now was not the time to shirk responsibility.

It must be known that the demons were not wiped out, but that they might have been intimidated by the demon king's death, so they temporarily hid and saved their strength to plan for the future.

At this time, the situation of the mysterious sky sword sect was very awkward. They had lost most of their core strength. If the demons found another opportunity to wreak havoc in the East Wilderness, they would really be in a tight spot.

After pondering for a moment, Zhuang Changhe interrupted everyone's discussion.

"All of you have said so much, but none of you have gotten to the main point."

"Did I just ask you to ask questions?"

"If you ask questions, you have to think of corresponding solutions. To complain aimlessly in this hall is tantamount to wasting time."

A dignified voice sounded, and everyone fell silent.

Although Zhuang Changhe did not put on any airs in front of old monster sword, he was not so easy to talk to in front of the chief monk and the peak master under him.

Seeing that no one responded, Zhuang Changhe directly called out his name.

"Eighth brother, tell me, what kind of funding do you want from Leiting Peak? I will try my best to think of a way for you."

The chief monk of leiting peak wanted to say something, but he hesitated. After a moment, he chose to remain silent.

"Look at you. Just now, you were the one who spoke the loudest. Now, you are silent again. How am I supposed to speak well of you?"

"And you guys. Whatever kind of funding you want, just ask for it. With the thousand-year-old foundation of our mysterious Sky Sword sect here, there is nothing that can't be solved!"

"If you don't mention it now, when the demons come knocking on our door, I want to see what you can do to deal with them."

With that said, how could everyone not understand the seriousness of the matter.

This was no longer just a simple loss of a sect. If it was not handled properly, it was possible that in the future, the creatures of the eastern wastelands would once again fall into a situation of isolation and helplessness.

After all, in the chaos of the demon race, there were less than ten sects of all sizes. Even the ten great sects were only left with six great sects, and the secular empire did not seem to be optimistic.

Thinking of this, the chief of Chiyan Peak spoke first.

"Sect leader, I want a batch of golden core wall-breaking pills, and a batch of healing panaceas."

As the name implied, golden core wall-breaking pills allowed cultivators below the golden core realm to break through a realm in a short period of time with greater efficiency. This pill was only useful before the golden core realm, and each person could only take one in their lifetime, no matter how many pills one took in the future, it would not be effective again.

As for the recovery of injuries, there were many types of panaceas. It was likely that the chief monk of scarlet flame peak was seeking them for the injured disciples who returned to the sect this time.

Hearing this, Zhuang Changhe nodded his head with gratification.

"Mm, not bad!"

"However, you don't have to worry about the disciples and elders who returned this time. I have already spoken to the elders of the resource hall. When the time comes, he will send additional resources."

"Is there anyone else who has needs? After this village, there won't be such a shop anymore."

Suddenly, a woman in a light green palace dress slowly stood up.

"Sect master, I have something to say. I don't know if I should say it?"

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