Ren Daxiao informed the meeting details.
"Disputes are inevitable when discussing matters. Xue and the Silver Maple Sect had some minor disputes, so we just took the opportunity to settle them." Everyone murmured for a long time and made detailed arrangements.
"Xue will not live here anymore. I don't want to get too involved with Wuji Sect and attract demons like Xueyue and Feng Peifeng." Xue Tong left Wuji Mountain that day.
... Dapu Island is a rare island of pure common people. The Puyue Villa near the sea has been closed for several days and has become the venue for the annual meetings of the three sects of Wuji, Yinfeng and Tianmo.
This year's proceedings are different from previous ones, and this is true for all three cases. Big figures gathered, including the chief and deputy sect leader and an elder-level monk.
Warriors from the three sects closely guarded the exit, patrolling boats in the air, and flew slowly around the villa. In Tianhaixuan, three long tables formed a triangle. Lu Yanzhong, Qian Lu, and Lai Lihui were sitting in front of the Tianmo Sect table, and Wang Jianxian, Ding Xianqing, and Zeng Huaqing of the Silver Maple Sect were sitting on the other side.
Ren Daxiao, Lang Aobing and Jiang Zhaoxiong took their seats. The proceedings were difficult and full of quarrels. The Wuji Sect changed the practice of more or less concessions in previous years and refused to give in an inch of land, especially the ownership of the islands and reefs that the Silver Maple Sect was most concerned about.
"Sect Leader Ren, you don't understand the situation. We propose to get the support of the Demon Sect. That island is closer to Yinfeng and the Demon Sect. If Wuji is wise, he should withdraw as soon as possible." Wang Jianxian said coldly.
The tone was condescending and not at all like a negotiation tone.
"I hear what Sect Leader Wang wants. If our Sect doesn't agree, disaster will befall us," Ren Daxiao said.
"Yinfeng has been patient for many years for the sake of being of the same ancestral origin. Don't use up the last bit of your patience!"
"If we don't run out this year, there will be a day when we run out. The Wuji Sect is not going to give in. What do you want?"
"How about you want to try it?" Wang Jianxian slammed the table, drew out his sword and shouted.
"Who wants to try it!" The door exploded into pieces, and a tall young man walked in. Xue Tong! He received a message from Jiang Zhaoxiong and jumped out from his hiding place under the cliff, heading straight for Tianhaixuan.
Without saying a word, Xue Tong grabbed Wang Jianxian the moment the door shattered. He was wearing the Barbaric God's glove, and the power of his bare claws was incomparable to his bare hands. His pale silver fingertips, the size of a cattail leaf fan, pinched Wang Jianxian's throat.
Wang Jianxian was at the peak of his innate ability, and the magic weapon in his hand was slashed out.
"Zheng!" There was a sharp cry, and the silver finger shadows were like metal, shaking, but they still pressed on Wang Jianxian's throat.
"Crack!" The sound of Wang Jianxian's larynx and trachea breaking. Things happened very quickly, and Xue Tong suddenly took action, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
Ding Xianqing immediately ejected from his seat, and a cloud of black powder exploded in the hall. Smoke screen, mixed with a large amount of poisonous powder.
Ding Xianqing was no match for him in Guwanyu back then, but now that Xue Tong has been promoted to two levels, the gap will only become wider. Only one escapes!
Xue Tong held his breath, using the Gang Demon Qi layer to protect his body, and punched the vague figure in the black mist.
With a muffled sound, Ding Xianqing's body hit the stone wall. There was chaos in the hall, and the remaining people shot backwards and flew away from the black poisonous mist.
As soon as Zeng Huaqing left his seat, Ren Daxiao and Lang Aobing combined their swords, and the two sharp edges on the left and right struck down at the same time.
Both of them are one level above them. How can Zeng Huaqing be immortal?
"Boom!" The roof flipped over, and the three members of the Demon Sect rose into the air. The warriors of the Heavenly Demon Sect woke up from a dream, and three people from the Silver Maple Sect died violently in the blink of an eye. They were so cruel and quick that they were definitely not like what the weak Wuji Sect could do in the past.
Yin Feng and the Demon Sect secretly discussed that this year they planned to force the Wuji Sect to make significant concessions and put forward demands that were difficult to agree to. Once the Wuji Sect became unbearable and started fighting, they would kill Ren Daxiao and the others.
But just when he was about to take action, Xue Tong broke in and destroyed the Silver Maple Sect in a blink of an eye, turning into a counterattack! Lu Yanzhong's bracelet turned sharply, and all the magic weapons came out.
Xue Tong punched several times in succession, the shadows of his fists were like mountains, blasting away the edge of Lu Yanzhong's sword, and he hurriedly chanted the summoning method. The three evil pythons swung their tails and pounced on Lu Yanzhong.
"If you want to live, don't run!" Xue Tong shouted. Ren Daxiao stopped Lai Lihui, while Lang Aobing and Jiang Zhaoxiong pursued Qian Lu.
Lu Yanzhong only blocked one move, then screamed loudly and was shot down by the evil python's three intersecting breaths. Qian Lu's escape speed was slightly faster than Lang Aobing's, but a golden light behind him quickly closed the distance.
Xue Tong chased after him with his magical golden needle. Qian Lu threw out a talisman with his backhand. The six fire pythons attacked together, Xue Tong's golden needle swerved to avoid it, and smashed the nearest fire python with one punch.
Lang Aobing and Jiang Zhaoxiong rushed up and entangled Qian Lu. Qian Lu barely dodged the combined attack of the two, but Xue Tong's Tianbei heavy punch was something he could not avoid no matter what.
Of the six masters of the two sects, only Lai Lihui, the weakest, was left.
"Lai Lihui, whether you can survive or not depends on your own performance."
"What do you want from Lai?" Lai Lihui said tremblingly as his legs and feet trembled.
"You colluded with Leng Wang back in Ganquan City. He must have looked for you in the past few years."
"I haven't found it yet." Xue Tong was disappointed.
"I haven't found one, so what's the use of keeping you!" Just as he was about to punch, Lai Lihui was killed.
"Slow down! Taoist Master, spare your life. Although Leng Wang has not contacted Lai, I heard that he appeared on Chenshan Island to buy elixirs."
"How do you know"
"While chatting with a friend, I learned that Daoist Xue has not shown up for decades. Leng Wang has become more courageous and occasionally shows up. However, this person is very ghostly and his whereabouts are erratic. He never appears twice in the same place."
"I'll leave the matter of capturing Leng Wang to you. The whole body of Leng Wang must be handed over to Wuji Sect."
"If you succeed, you will be rewarded with a million spiritual stones. Don't worry about the past. If you fail, you will be killed in the future!"
"The deadline is five years!" Xue Tong really had no energy to track down the whereabouts of Leng Wang. He remembered that Feng Peifeng forced him to do things, so he used this method.
"I'll do my best next time!" Lai Lihui didn't dare to bargain.
"Take your people and get out. If Tianmo Sect dares to have evil intentions in the future, Lu Yanzhong and Qian Lu will be punished."
"Yes!" Lai Lihui didn't dare to stay for a moment and ran away. At this time, outside Dapu Island, a large number of Wuji Sect warriors were ambushing in the fishing boats and had almost killed all the Silver Maple Sect monks on the island, with only a few slipping through the net.
...The Yin Maple Sect was destroyed! Xue Tong and the Wuji Sect attacked the main mountain of Yin Maple, but they were unable to catch up with the fleeing Yin Maple senior officials, leaving no one behind.
The remaining Hou Tian and martial arts disciples were all dismissed. The Wuji Sect unified Silver Maple Island and became the dominant family from then on. All the profits from Tianhaixuan's battles went to Xue Tong, and this was also the share ratio that was agreed upon in advance.
Xue Tong bid farewell to Ren Daxiao.
"The sect master must rush to Lingqu Island in early September and pay tribute to all the spiritual stones and magic weapons obtained by Yin Feng to show his loyalty. This can save his life and the sect, no matter how the matter between Xue and Feng Peifeng ends."
"It can't really come to a life-and-death situation. Leader Feng really wants to take Tao Chang's life," Ren Daxiao said.
"Not optimistic, Xue will think of another solution." Xue Tong said with a wry smile.
"What can the Wuji Sect do to help the Taoist Priest?"
"No need, it's enough to arrange it in early September, and Xue can worry less." Ren Daxiao, Jiang Zhaoxiong, and Lin Hong said some good things about lucky people having their own destiny. It was not all flattery, Xue The means Tong displayed were shocking, and I believe he still has some reservations.
...A few days later, in the southern waters. An uninhabited island, Xue Tong made some arrangements. He couldn't make up his mind for a while, how to deal with the two demons Xue Yue and Feng Peifeng.
There is little hope of victory by force, but it never hurts to be prepared. Xue Tong swallowed the fire chain snake fire bag. The fire sac was as big as a goose egg and quite elastic. Xue Tong stretched it and reluctantly swallowed it.
He kept two bottles of ice liquid to treat burns. A little further away is a square pool of blood. The pool is filled with the blood of golden tigers and thunder leopards.
The fire sac is fishy, bitter, bloody, hot and hard to swallow. In just a short while, Xue Tong's body temperature rose rapidly, and his belly seemed to be burning.
It's far from the feeling of semen burning your skin, it's like having a pot of burning coals in your stomach. Xue Tong activated the Nightmare Bone True Demon Art, the skeleton creaked, and with the help of heat, the muscles and bones were divided.
He sucked hard, and the tiger and leopard blood entered his mouth. The feeling of burning through his belly was slightly relieved. The evil energy and blood power released by the boiling animal blood mixed with the heat of the fire sac and penetrated into the organs, body and bones.
Half a day later, my whole body was covered with a layer of
"cinder". A lot of scum forced out of the body. Xue Tong washes away the residue, and the cow drinks the animal blood. The heat of the fire sac lasted for half a month.
The Nightmare Bone Jue has been refined into two sections!...The fifth day of July. Fujiao Island, the exclusive pier for the sea tribe. Xue Tong turned into a small road and didn't go far when a patrol came up to meet him.
"Taoist Master, this pier is for the exclusive use of the Sea Clan. Please leave." The patrol captain dared not offend the Xiantian peak monk, but he had to stop him due to his duty.
"I'm looking for the boss of Fujiao Island of the Hai Clan and report him immediately!" Xue Tong sat down in a pavilion by the seaside and watched the beautiful sunset.
Waiting for the leader of Fujiao Island, Lao Zhayu of the four tribes came. Zha Yu was born with great achievements, and his followers stayed away from the viewing pavilion. The two announced their families, and Zha Yu said in shock: "Your Excellency is Xue Tong, who cooperated with our clan many years ago, and wiped out the Silver Maple Sect three months ago."
"Well, exactly!"
"Elder of the Cha clan, Xue will make a long story short. Today's matter concerns the ancestor of the Blood Moon."
"Feng Peifeng, the original leader of Wanyu Alliance, has the clan elder heard about it? Xue was entrusted by him to make an appointment with Blood Moon Patriarch Shen Wudao to meet to discuss greater cooperation between the two clans."
"The time is set on the fifth day of September." It took a while for Zha Yu to come back to his senses. The two whispered for a long time, exchanging key information.
Ancestor Blood Moon was promoted to Grandmaster forty years ago and officially took over the Black-skinned Sea Clan. The original rich clan leader Gan Zixiu disappeared and Chai Qun took over instead.
The ancestor advanced to the middle stage ten years ago. Since then, he has been in seclusion all year round and rarely shows up. In the same year, Feng Peifeng was promoted to the late stage of Grand Master and came up with the idea of rebuilding the Wanyu League.
The information provided by Zha Yu is consistent with what Ren Daxiao said.
"Xue just needs to bring the message to the mission, and the mission is completed. I hope the Cha clan will go to the Holy Island quickly and report to the ancestors."
"Please let me know whether my ancestor will keep the appointment within one month, so that Xue can go back and resume his life." Xue Tong said.
"How to inform Taoist Xue?" Zha Yu asked.
"It is not appropriate for Xue to come to Fu Jiao again. Please ask the clan elders to use the sea falcon to convey the message." Xue Tong left the sea falcon and the flavoring agent behind. ...Unnamed Island.
The sea falcon brought back the news that the Blood Moon Ancestor agreed to the appointment on Chenwu Island! Xue Tong looked solemn and his heart was up and down.
"Both demons want Xue's life, and Yu'er has become a hostage again. It's really difficult to handle this time."
"There is no way to go. If you don't take risks, there is no solution!"
He deliberately advanced the agreed time by five days, just to take a risk and take a chance.
