Chapter 418: Chapter 376: Fishing
Qian Ji, Sect Leader of Shengyi Sect, a despicable man, is one of the targets of Wang Yu and Yang Jiye this time.
Once upon a time, Qian Ji befriended Li Zhenru, a Foundation Establishment Feather Scholar of Xianyou Sect who was traveling down the mountain, and using the strategy of borrowing a knife to kill others, deceived Li Zhenru into breaking into his mortal enemy’s cave residence.
After gaining immense wealth, he feigned an apology and offered half of the spoils as compensation, hosting a banquet for Li Zhenru and coaxing him into drinking the unique secret medicine, Drunken Immortal Powder, greatly depleting his power.
Then he brutally attacked Li Zhenru, severely injuring him. Ultimately, Li Zhenru died unwillingly in a desolate mountain, and the Spirit Snake that accompanied him wreaked havoc through cultivation on dwindling Spirit Veins, leading to the subsequent story of Lu Qian.
Qian Ji is a man without moral boundaries, unprincipled in his actions, and the disciples of Shengyi Sect he taught are also wicked and malicious.
Moreover, with the connections between Li Zhenru, Xianyou Sect, and Lu Qian, Wang Yu and the others have reached an agreement with Xianyou Sect; if they can slay Qian Ji this time, it would be a multi-pronged benefit, eradicating evil for the public.
The question is, what cultivation does Qian Ji possess nowadays, and what strength does Shengyi Sect hold?
After a brief discussion, Wang Yu and Yang Jiye rode the Hanging-Winged Falcon to the nearest marketplace to gather information while letting the Hanging-Winged Falcon rest and wait there.
The two acted separately, and such open intelligence was not a secret; they quickly learned the situation.
Shengyi Sect has two Foundation Establishment individuals: Sect Leader Qian Ji, Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, and Elder Sunx Hong, Early-Stage Foundation Establishment. The sect has about one hundred seventy to eighty disciples.
Although an ordinary Foundation Establishment Sect, it is not something Wang Yu and Yang Jiye can directly attack head-on.
"To slay Qian Ji, we must lure him out." In a heavily fortified guest room, Wang Yu coldly said, "Currently, the enemy is visible while we are hidden, so naturally, we can devise a plan."
"Strike in the marketplace." Yang Jiye instantly came up with a method, a tactic learned from Lu Qian when he led an attack on Ziluo Mountain, "If we cause a stir in Shengyi Sect’s marketplace, we will surely lure out the Foundation Establishment individuals."
But Wang Yu shook his head: "I have already investigated; Shengyi Sect does not have its own marketplace. It only owns some shops in a few marketplaces, unlike Ziluo Mountain, which directly controls the marketplace. Even if we cause a commotion, we won’t attract Shengyi Sect."
Yang Jiye was in a bind and bluntly said, "Why not let me challenge openly outside, lure out the Foundation Establishment, and then you attack?"
"Shengyi Sect has everything in its favor; why would they come alone? A Foundation Establishment may come with dozens of disciples and drive us away."
Seeing Yang Jiye completely out of ideas, Wang Yu’s pitch-black eyes narrowed: "The marketplace is not suitable; we shall wreak havoc within Shengyi Sect’s territory. If we act quickly and effectively, attacking multiple locations, Shengyi Sect will inevitably dispatch numerous disciples to investigate separately. Once their forces are dispersed, we can seize the opportunity."
Yang Jiye cried out in shock: "Junior Brother Wang, are you suggesting killing mortals?"
Wang Yu calmly nodded: "This method is simple and swift; what do you think?"
Yang Jiye swallowed hard; at that moment, he suddenly felt that this brother with whom he had been dependent appeared so unfamiliar and distant.
"Absolutely not! Mortals are the foundation of a sect, slaughtering mortals is a major taboo, sure to provoke a unanimous attack from all sects in the state commandery!"
Wang Yu was indifferent: "They are not the mortals of my Yun Mountain Sect territory; if killed, so be it. If we act swiftly, who would know it’s us?"
Yang Jiye stood up in horror, never expecting Wang Yu to speak such words with such a tone.
He stammered, trembling: "Our Yunshan Sect is from a prestigious lineage, always a Mystic Sect orthodox. How can we do such a thing? Junior Brother Wang, what has gotten into you?"
Wang Yu frowned, initially wanting to call him pedantic, but suddenly fell silent, then said: "I was too impatient; let’s think of another way."
Yang Jiye breathed a great sigh of relief, his expression slightly eased, but he did not know Wang Yu’s true thoughts.
In fact, Wang Yu thought, there’s always a way. Turning against Senior Brother Yang over a plan yet to be implemented would greatly disadvantage this mission.
"Since that’s the case, let’s lure them out layer by layer." Wang Yu finally said.
A day later, in a large county less than a hundred miles from Shengyi Sect’s mountain gate, an Outer Disciple assigned to this Mortal World for long-term duty was waking up amidst a pile of Rouge when he saw a tall and strong figure standing at his bedside, those pure black eyes staring straight at him, nearly scaring him into wetting his pants.
"Find a way to summon the highest-ranking person you know in your sect alone. If you succeed, you live; if not, you die."
Half an hour later, a message was sent from the county to an Inner Sect Disciple of Shengyi Sect. The letter expressed in a familiar and eager tone that a new batch of goods had been found and trained to great success, inviting him to attend tonight.
Thus, the Inner Sect Disciple waited impatiently for nightfall and rushed to the county. Just upon arrival, a flash of sharpness cut the stationed cultivator in front of him in half, and the chilling Foundation Establishment Spiritual Pressure made his legs go weak, and he fell to his knees.
"Is there a way to privately summon your sect’s Elder Sunx Hong here?"
"Feathered Scholar sir, I’m just an ordinary Inner Sect Disciple, I don’t have the influence to summon Elder Sunx; you—"
The bright halberd gleaming near his throat made the disciple instantly clever, shouting: "I know Elder Sunx’s True Disciple!"
A few more hours passed, and three Late-Stage Qi Cultivation individuals came together.
The one with the highest cultivation complained: "This bastard won’t sleep in the middle of the night, insists he has some secret to disclose. If there’s nothing, I’ll skin him alive!"
The rather attractive female cultivator discontentedly huffed: "Senior Brother is very cautious, still drags us both here together."
The youngest chuckled to lighten the mood: "We three are from the same sect, naturally advance and retreat together. With our help, nothing unexpected would worry us."
The next moment, a snowy white blade flashed by, and the young cultivator’s head soared high!
The snowy white halberd blade, unstained by blood, slanted and pointed at the male cultivator: "Are you Sunx Hong’s disciple?"
The two cultivators fell to their knees, the male hurriedly said: "Not just me, my junior sister is too!"
The female cultivator glared at him in panic, then grovelingly bowed to Wang Yu: "Please instruct, Feathered Scholar."
"Find a way to summon Sunx Hong here. If you succeed, you live."
The male disciple’s eyes turned: "I have a way, I have a way!"
"Let’s hear it." Wang Yu’s face was hidden under the conical hat, with only a voice devoid of emotional fluctuation heard.
"I’ll say there’s an incredible treasure found here and invite the master to collect it. The treasure is tempting, my master is unlikely to share it with the Sect Leader, most probably will come alone."
Wang Yu nodded, then flipped his wrist, and the male disciple’s head also flew away, blood splattering three feet.
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