CHAPTER 418: CHAPTER 234: BOTTOM-LINE THINKING, TO WHOM DO I RETURN_3

"I only know it’s no good thing," Master Cheng Kong said quietly, "At least three Divinity Transformations gathered in this small Chen County... Tell me, why didn’t they come to attack the Hundred Immortals Alliance?"

...

Do we, the Hundred Immortals Alliance, deserve this?

But Master Tongming immediately grasped what Master Cheng Kong meant:

With these Divinity Transformations, the Great Freedom Demon Sect could have long destroyed the Hundred Immortals Alliance, and even if Master Cheng Kong himself came, he would not be able to stop them.

Yet, they did not make a move...

This can only mean they have more important things to do.

The more crucial this matter is for the Great Freedom Demon Sect, the more dangerous it naturally becomes for the Supreme Dao.

"Then... Shall we enter Chen County to investigate?"

"If it’s a trap?"

Master Cheng Kong gave him a look as if he thought he was foolish.

...

Master Tongming also had no answer; after all, there was too little information about Chen County, and they did not know what to do.

However... They dare not leave, nor dare to enter.

How long must they stand here?

As the two hesitated, a Communication Talisman from Zheng Fa flew in and landed in Master Cheng Kong’s hand.

Master Cheng Kong probed the Communication Talisman with his Divine Sense, and his expression changed rapidly—first joy, then shock, and finally fear.

"Master?"

Seeing him like this, Master Tongming couldn’t help but ask.

"Zheng Fa sent a message, he has discovered what the Great Freedom Demon Sect is up to in Chen County..."

"Him?" Master Tongming’s eyes widened in disbelief, "He is thousands of miles away, how could he know?"

Master Cheng Kong remained silent.

He was also puzzled—such secrets should belong to the Great Freedom Demon Sect, how did Zheng Fa so easily figure it out?

And to think, he had been standing here for half a month...

Suddenly, he felt somewhat wronged.

"What is the Great Freedom Demon Sect doing in Chen County?"

Master Tongming asked again.

"Summoning the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor..."

"!!!"

Master Tongming could no longer sit still, looking at Chen County with a trembling voice, "The Great Freedom... Demon Ancestor?"

Master Cheng Kong had no time to pay attention to him; a seven-colored radiance surged from his body, forcing Master Tongming to avert his gaze.

When he opened his eyes again, the Master Cheng Kong before him had transformed—his eyes glinting with golden brilliance, clothes a golden Daoist robe, his head crowned with a golden Qingyun, making him look not like a human, but a Divine being descending to earth.

"Master?"

Master Cheng Kong glanced at him and said, "You stay here."

With those words, he held the Quiet Bamboo, turned into a golden light, and flew into the blood-red sky.

...

Three days later, Master Tongming saw the golden light returning and Master Cheng Kong landed in front of him, his complexion golden tinged with purple, apparently seriously wounded.

"Go!"

Before he could speak, Master Cheng Kong shouted, and Master Tongming, understanding, ran with Master Cheng Kong in tow.

Moments later, several indistinct silhouettes of Demon Gods emerged from Chen County chasing after them. It seemed that they resented the fact that they were running too fast, and these figures let out unwilling roars—these roars entered Master Tongming’s ears, causing his mind to waver and nearly fall.

Master Cheng Kong shook the Quiet Bamboo in his hand, and Master Tongming’s consciousness cleared, though he couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread.

The two returned to Tongming Mountain before they started to feel somewhat safer.

Master Tongming looked at Master Cheng Kong, seeing the black and red discoloration on his face growing more intense, apparently due to injury.

"Envoy?"

He asked with a bit of worry.

"It’s nothing," Master Cheng Kong tapped the Quiet Bamboo, its leaves swaying gently and casting a breeze that caressed his face.

Right before his eyes, Master Tongming watched as Master Cheng Kong seemingly recovered completely—this took no more than a few breaths!

He felt envious, his gaze falling on the Quiet Bamboo, he then noticed something:

A quarter of its branches and leaves seemed withered.

"This..."

"Chen County has five Divinity Transformations from the Great Freedom Demon Sect..." Master Cheng Kong went on, "They... are refining the Five Directions Blood Slaughter Flag."

"Five Directions Blood Slaughter Flag?"

"It is one of the highest cultivation methods of the Great Freedom Demon Sect—arranging the Five Directions Blood Slaughter Flag can condense a true body of the Demon Ancestor, to summon the Demon Ancestor to this world."

It was clear that Master Cheng Kong was well-informed about the Great Freedom Demon Sect.

"Is... what Zheng Fa said true?"

"Fortunately, we have him, otherwise, I would not have been able to prevent it in time..."

"Envoy, you prevented the Demon Ancestor’s descent?"

Master Tongming joyfully said.

"No, I merely destroyed two of the Slaughter Flags. These flags are difficult to craft, and destroying them can buy some time..." Master Cheng Kong admitted frankly.

"Envoy... you’ve also made a great contribution to our Immortal Sect!"

Master Tongming sincerely praised, after all, if they had allowed the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor to descend unknowingly, it would have been too terrible.

"This credit, at least half belongs to Zheng Fa..." Master Cheng Kong seemed to downplay his own part, "Once he mentioned the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor’s descent, I knew roughly what to expect..."

"One with intention confronts the unprepared, plus I had this Quiet Bamboo."

"It’s nothing much..."

Master Tongming nodded, although it was just a message, the issue was how critical the message was.

"Envoy... those five Divinity Transformations?"

"I can’t defeat them, not to mention the Quiet Bamboo is nearly spent, even if it were in good condition, I wouldn’t have the confidence." Master Cheng Kong stated bluntly, "Among those five, there’s one I recognize..."

"Who?"

"The Netherworld Immortal—Qin Mu."

Master Tongming’s face nearly split open, he looked at Master Cheng Kong, his mouth opening and closing, but he couldn’t say anything.

"It’s him, who betrayed our Supreme Dao to become the Saint Heir of the Demon Sect... Junior Master Qin."

"..."

"I have already sent a message to the sect, and the other Sects of the Xuanwei Five Sects will not stand by idly..."

Master Tongming let out a sigh of relief...

Indeed, what would the Xuanwei Five Sects signify if they stood by and did nothing?

...

In the Jiushan Realm, as was his custom, Master Qian should have gone early to the Medicine Garden, but today he was weighed down with thoughts, and it wasn’t until noon that he left his courtyard.