0p0 Chapter 211 I Don’t Care
Chapter 211 I Don’t Care
As soon as the demon cultivator who had transformed into a spirit spoke, everyone shut up immediately. Although they were dissatisfied in their hearts, they did not show it.
"The sect has been informed of the situation here." The Nascent Soul cultivator of Wanjian Sect spoke and glanced at the elder Yumen beside him.
Elder Yumen immediately echoed:
"The sect was informed yesterday. I think the sect will take action soon."
As he spoke, he looked towards the three demon sects.
Without him having to speak, the demon cultivator spoke first:
"I can understand that you are far away from Dongyue, but there is not a single Divine Transformation cultivator among the three sects of the Demon Sect. Could it be that they are all afraid of the demons?"
This is the Western Regions. The demons are fighting against them in the Western Regions, but those old guys in the sects are still staying here. It's really speechless.
They are usually cruel and ruthless to their own people, but now facing the demons, they dare not even fart. What a coward.
The demon cultivator had a look of disdain on his face, and after he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes at the people from the three sects of the Demon Sect.
The chief of the Corpse Puppet Tribe and the chief of the Gu Tribe looked at each other, turned their heads away tacitly, restrained their breath, and reduced their presence to the minimum.
Naturally, their Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppets also have a Deity Transformation Venerable, but there is only one. If the ancestor is dispatched and is injured in the Western Regions, I am afraid that their Southern Xinjiang Corpse Puppets will be seriously injured.
After all, the strength of a sect or tribe is not determined by how many disciples or tribes there are in the sect or tribe, but whether there are top powerhouses.
Therefore, since the ancestor cannot come, he, as the chief of the tribe, naturally has to come in person.
He sighed in his heart. There were nine masters of the Divine Transformation in Dongyue, so it would not be a big deal if the Wuji Sect sent out one of them.
At this moment, the venerable god was sitting at the top seat, with his eyes closed and silent, looking like a transcendent saint.
"Senior, please be careful with your words. The ancestor of my Rakshasa Sect is in seclusion right now, that's why he can't come." The five Nascent Soul cultivators from Rakshasa didn't look very happy. After all, what the demon cultivator said was really unpleasant.
"Tsk, retreat? You still want to retreat after reaching the Spiritual Transformation stage? What, do you want to ascend to the Lesser Spirit Realm?" The demon cultivator sneered, his tone unhappy:
"There's something wrong with the ascension channel in the small spiritual world. If you guys find a reason, you better find a good one."
“Senior…” The Nascent Soul cultivator of the Rakshasa Sect had an unpleasant expression on his face. He wanted to say something but finally held back.
“Senior, whether to send the ancestor or not is the decision of the sect leader. We cannot interfere.” said the elder of the Devouring Demon Sect.
"Alright, I don't want to hear any more nonsense. You better send a message right away. If there is no more movement, I won't guard this damn place anymore. You can do whatever you want. Anyway, the demons are targeting your Western Region, which is far away from the monsters in my Far North!"
Having said that, he just flicked his sleeves and left.
It's really ridiculous. Those people from the Demon Sect think they are fools. They all have evil thoughts at this time.
The demon cultivator who had transformed into a god felt a surge of violent rage in his heart, and he wished he could devour those scheming people from the three evil sects.
As soon as the demon cultivator of the demon clan who had attained the state of transformation of gods left, the hall instantly fell silent. The elders of the Demon Sect all looked unhappy. Although the three sects seemed to be in harmony on the surface, they were actually fighting each other secretly. They saw that the demon clan had sent a demon cultivator who had attained the state of transformation of gods, and Dongyue had also sent a Venerable Venerable Venerable Venerable, so they all wanted the other side to send out a Venerable Venerable Venerable Venerable Venerable Venerable.
As a result, up to now, the leaders of the three sects are still arguing, and each of them is asking the other side to send a divine master.
Now, after what the demon cultivator said, I'm afraid all three sects of the Demon Sect will lose all their face and dignity.
“Everyone, the ancestors of our three sects are indeed in seclusion, but what that demon cultivator senior said makes sense. Since the demons have started a war in my Western Region, my Devouring Demon Sect will naturally send out a Divine Transformation Venerable. However, we still need to discuss this with the Sect Leader. After all, interrupting the ancestors’ seclusion is really…”
The words stopped there, and the Demon Devouring Sect elder with Nascent Soul cultivation level had a worried look on his face.
Everyone didn't believe it in their hearts, but they all nodded in agreement, knowing that it was all there was to it but not saying anything.
The elders of the Demon Sect didn't care whether the crowd believed it or not. After they finished speaking, they all looked at the Wuji Sect's Wuwei Venerable who closed his eyes and remained silent.
"Venerable Wuwei, I still need to contact the sect, so I will leave first."
They had to inform their leader of the situation here as soon as possible. If the demon cultivator really didn't care, there was a fear that Venerable Wuwei alone would not be able to stop so many demon leaders of the demon clan.
Thinking of what the demon had just said, the faces of several elders of the Demon Sect turned pale and blue.
As soon as the elders of the Demon Sect left, the hall became empty in an instant. Dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators from Dongyue and cultivators from Southern Xinjiang discussed the recent situation of the Demon Tribe.
After Luo Shan left the square, he went straight to a small town some distance outside the tribe. Although it was called a small town, there were quite a few people living around it, and it was about the same size as the city of Dongyue.
It’s just that southern Xinjiang has no cities or other places, so densely populated areas are generally called tribes. There are dozens of tribes, large and small, around this small town.
The town is very big, and it contains many things used by monks and mortals. It can be regarded as a large trading place.
The reason why Luo San went here was because he could take a flying magic ship from the town to the Western Regions.
As a large trading venue, there are many mortals and cultivators coming and going here. However, due to the invasion of the demons, most of the cultivators who want to gain opportunities have gone to the Western Regions, so that the number of cultivators in the town is much less than usual, and there are only a few low-level cultivators hanging around.
Even though there were fewer monks, there were still quite a few people in the town.
Although mortals know about the demons, they don't care about them. To them, these are matters between cultivators. All they hope for is to have enough food and clothing.
When Luo Shan arrived outside the town, he restrained his breath.
Thinking about the demons, she headed towards the flying magic ship without any delay.
After spending ten spirit stones, Luo San boarded the boat and waited for it to be full before setting off.
Standing on the splint, Luo San scanned the crowd one by one and saw that they were all cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, and some were even at the peak of Qi Refining stage.
"You dare to steal my magic weapon. I advise you to return it. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
A hoarse male voice sounded, and everyone on the boat looked over. They saw a tribal cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage, wearing a navy blue shirt, glaring at the only male cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining on the boat with a bad tone.
He released his foundation-building pressure without any concealment, causing many cultivators on the ship whose cultivation was lower than his to look unhappy.
Luo Shan's cultivation was suppressed to the late stage of foundation building. On the entire ship, only she and the male cultivator had the highest cultivation.
The male cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining was shaking, his face was pale, and he said tremblingly:
"Senior, I didn't take your things. I'm just a Qi Refining cultivator. How dare I steal your things?"
Faced with the pressure of the foundation-building stage, how could he, a Qi-refining cultivator, bear it? After saying this, his body went limp and he actually knelt on the ground.