Chapter 722: Chapter 728: Bewitching
Among the cultivators present, there were Nascent Soul Elders from the Wanxiang Sect, Heaven Deviation Sect, and Sword Sect, all looking at one another with eyes of uncertainty and suspicion.
"Was it none of you who made a move?" an Nascent Soul cultivator asked, looking at the three powers.
"Who doesn’t know how strong the Xuanfa Pavilion is? Who would provoke them for no good reason? A real fight would only lead to mutual destruction!" a Sword Sect Elder said irritably.
Despite their intense envy of the Spirit Stones the Xuanfa Pavilion earned each year, and their thoughts of replacing them, they had never acted on it because they were not certain of victory.
"Then it could only be the Demon Cultivators."
But speaking of Demon Cultivators, many cultivators felt it was unlikely, for there were no Divine Transformation Demon Cultivators in the Eastern Domain, and even if the Demon Cultivators were all madmen, they wouldn’t just come here looking for death for no reason.
"Given the current chaos outside, this place is more secure with many fellow daoists here to guard it. Why not continue to stay in the auction house and wait for the Xuanfa Pavilion to suppress the turmoil?" a cultivator suggested.
As soon as this statement was made, it immediately won the agreement of many cultivators. In the face of danger, banding together provided a great sense of security for everyone.
Moreover, the Xuanfa Pavilion was famously wealthy; if they could be of help, wouldn’t the Pavilion show its gratitude?
But there were also those who didn’t want to stay, like Li Zhirui!
If someone dared to attack the Xuanfa Pavilion, they definitely would not leave the matter at that. A conspicuous structure like the auction house would certainly not be overlooked by them.
Moreover, with many eyes around, if Li Zhirui made a move, it was very likely to reveal his true cultivation level! Especially in the face of danger, he would have no choice but to reveal it.
If a life or death crisis arose, in the absence of others, he could still knock out several of his clan members and take them into his space to seek refuge, but under so many watchful eyes, Li Zhirui didn’t dare to use his space.
Because if any cultivator were to survive against all odds, they would definitely think that he possessed a strange treasure, which would then bring countless troubles upon him.
"Let’s go! Leave this place."
"Elder Ancestor, where should we go? Isn’t this place quite safe?" the clan member asked in confusion, as in his view, an auction house guarded by dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators was much safer than the outside world.
Li Zhirui had no time to explain and stood up abruptly from his seat, barking, "Follow me!"
With that, he pushed open the room’s door and quickly made his way out.
The four clan members looked at each other, still filled with utter confusion, but they had no choice but to quickly stand up and follow.
Li Zhirui’s group’s movements surely caught the attention of some, yet no one cared, some even thought they were too timid.
"Is this the Li family from Wanxian Island? So cowardly, how did they manage to develop into a Nascent Soul power?"
The Li family had some renown in the Eastern Domain after all, growing from a Foundation Establishment power to a Nascent Soul power in just a few hundred years.
And the reason they were recognized at a glance among the medium to large forces in the Eastern Domain was that there was only one prominent family with the surname Li.
"Who knows? Maybe it’s precisely because they’re expert at keeping their heads down that they were lucky enough to break through to the Nascent Soul realm," someone commented.
"Hahaha..." Laughter erupted immediately.
Li Zhirui ignored the mockery from behind and continued striding forward.
——
Not far to the southwest of Xuanfa State, on an unremarkable-looking but paradise-like small hill!
This hill, less than a hundred zhang tall, was crowded with Demon Cultivators, and the hundreds of floating Spirit Boats were also fully manned. If not for the Formation blocking it, the soaring Demonic Qi could be seen from a hundred miles away.
"It’s time for you to make your move!" a Golden Core puppet controlled by Song Yalong said, looking no different from an ordinary person.
In front of him stood fifty-eight Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators!
It could be said that all the Nascent Soul demon cultivators within thirty thousand li of Xuanfa State were lured here by Song Yalong!
It seemed formidable, but in reality, his methods were incredibly simple.
First, it was through the temptation of benefits. Cultivators made for excellent cultivation materials to demon cultivators. Song Yalong promised them that any cultivator they killed would belong to them.
Moreover, the auction would have a large number of Nascent Soul cultivators in attendance, and perhaps by devouring a few, they would be able to break through to Divine Transformation.
At that time, upon leaving the Eastern Domain and heading to the Demonic Ancestral Court West Prefecture, whether they wanted to establish their own sect, join some other power, or become a carefree loose cultivator, it was all up to their own hearts’ desires.
Then there were threats; if they did not take action, Song Yalong would attack Xuanfa Pavilion during the auction under the name of some demonic power, greatly damaging Xuanfa Pavilion’s reputation.
After all, the evil techniques he cultivated had a close relationship with the demonic methods, and he was not afraid at all of being exposed.
Afterward, Xuanfa Pavilion would definitely retaliate fiercely! And it was highly likely they would sweep clean the surrounding demonic forces!
To get involved in such an affair without any benefits, yet potentially be implicated, was utterly unacceptable to these demon cultivators who held profit above all else.
Of course, it could also be because of the madness in the bones of demon cultivators that they found this matter quite interesting and thus nodded in agreement.
"Watch your words! Even your master wouldn’t dare to boss me around like this. Who do you think you are, speaking to me in such a way?"
One of the Nascent Soul demon cultivators, gave a cold glance and effortlessly flipped him to the ground.
Although the demon cultivators had agreed to cooperate, it did not mean they considered themselves inferior and would heed the orders of a mere Golden Core.
If they truly did so, they would not be the arrogantly mad demon cultivators they were.
"Cough cough!"
The puppet coughed out several mouthfuls of blood, his expression depressed as he said, "The lord has already neared the core boundaries of Xuanfa Pavilion. If you do not take action now, you will miss the best opportunity, and I believe you all know what might happen then."
"Hmph! We don’t need your reminder!"
The demon cultivator who spoke gave him a glance, realizing that taking action again would likely kill the man—he lost interest.
It’s not that killing a person would have any consequences, but it would be inconvenient to contact Song Yalong, affecting subsequent actions.
"Let’s go."
Each one of the Nascent Soul demon cultivators stood up, boarded their Spirit Boats with their disciples, and soared into the sky, heading towards Xuanfa State.
The cultivators of Xuanfa Pavilion, who were battling a large number of puppets, had not noticed the distant commotion.
It was only when the demon cultivators were close enough that they realized the situation.
"This is bad! Quickly notify the elders! A large number of demon cultivators are attacking!"
Dang dang dang——
A series of deep bell tones reverberated unceasingly in the sky.
At the same time, Xuanfa State, which was already somewhat turmoil, became extremely chaotic.
Especially due to the numerous loose cultivators who had come for the auction, they were completely out of control, thinking only of fleeing Xuanfa State before the demon cultivators arrived.
Meanwhile, when the demon cultivators neared the skies of Xuanfa State, Li Zhirui, who was on the run, suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked toward the south.
"Change direction!" Li Zhirui’s heart was pounding uncontrollably.