I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense Chapter 1292

Chapter 1292: Chapter 1293: The Sect Master Has Nothing to Do Chapter 1292: Chapter 1293: The Sect Master Has Nothing to Do A letter from Western Continent Buddhism was sent to the Sword Sect on the Eastern Continent, with a clear message: war was imminent, calling for alliances from all directions to gather on the Western Continent to jointly resist the invasion of the Blood Demon Sect.

However, given that the Eastern Continent was the weakest among the various Mainlands in the Central Origin Realm, the requirements were correspondingly reduced, needing only at least one Saint Realm powerhouse to lead the team.

Beichen Feng of the Enforcement Team remained utterly motionless, paying no attention to the matter. Naturally, the burden then fell on the shoulders of the Sword Sect.

“The sect needs to be guarded, and it's not convenient for the Sect Master to show up in public. I alone am sufficient for this task!”

Li Xiaobai said to Ying Diao, being the only native Saint Realm expert of the Sword Sect, he couldn't leave at will. It was perfect for him to go–take a look at what tricks were being played between Buddha and Demon Clans. If convenient, he wouldn't mind taking both Buddhism and the Blood Demon Sect into his pocket in one fell swoop.

The envelope was engraved with a golden Buddhist Formation, which was a Teleportation Formation. Once activated, it could initiate teleportation directly into the Buddha Country of the Western Continent.

That such a Formation was brought out signified a significant investment–this type of Teleportation Formation capable of crossing Mainlands could involve colossal resources if all major forces were to participate.

But for now, if one wanted to quickly assemble troops, this was the only method available. Surely one couldn't ask for help and then expect others to foot the bill for activating the teleportation themselves, right?

“This journey is perilous. Why not entrust Senior Xiao Lao Di with guarding the sect? I will accompany you on this trip. With a Saint Realm expert in place, our Sword Sect Disciples won't be easily bullied.”

Ying Diao frowned as he spoke. No matter what, Li Xiaobai was just a Disciple, still a great distance away from the truly top-notch powerhouses. Sending him into battle like this could easily turn him into cannon fodder!

Moreover, if there were no powerhouses to hold the front lines, the young men of his Sword Sect sent into battle would easily become the vanguard of a suicide squad–essentially a one-way trip.

“No worries, Sect Master. You know nothing of my strength. With me leading the team, there will be no issue. The Buddhist Sect is nothing to fear,” Li Xiaobai said, waving his hand dismissively. In truth, he didn't care; what he did care about was what kind of horror the cumulative effect of 251 layers of Decay God Possession would bring about–when and where it would emerge. He always sensed that this was linked to the current conflict stirred up by the Buddha and Demon Clans. If he couldn't clarify this point, he would find it hard to be at ease.

Ying Diao fell silent. His Disciple was mysterious and always brought him unexpected surprises. Every meeting meant a qualitative leap in capability. Truth be told, he could no longer understand this Disciple. Most of the Sword Sect's affairs seemed to defer to him subtly, and he, the official Sect Master, seemed to have nothing much to do.

“Since that's the case, ask for as many troops as you need. I, as the Sect Master, will take care of rallying the disciples' morale for you!” Ying Diao said in a deep voice.

“Just casually bring two or three hundred people for show?” Li Xiaobai pondered briefly and said offhandedly. If they were really going into battle, of course, he wouldn't rely on these Sect Disciples to charge into the fray–any problem could be handled by a Godzilla.

“Two or three hundred?” Ying Diao was taken aback. That was the battlefield of the Buddha Nation, to fight against the Blood Demon Sect with just two or three hundred Sect Disciples? Wasn't that absurd?

Buddhism had specifically sent this golden Formation, so at the very least, shouldn't they send twenty or thirty thousand people?

“Don't worry about it. I'll go and take care of the ideological work for the Sect Disciples. Besides, all forces and sects are gathering in the Pure Land of Buddhism on this occasion. Our Sword Sect has to make a presence in front of the world. Whether we charge into battle is another matter, but we must show our strength!” Ying Diao patted Li Xiaobai's shoulder, feeling relieved after saying this. As the Sect Master, he felt that he'd been doing less and less recently, especially after he re-established the Second Peak, he hardly had anything to do. Matters were oftentimes handled by Steward Chen Yuan of the Second Peak, making him seem like a mere figurehead. Now that he finally had an opportunity to display his abilities and perform the duties of the sect's leader, he had to seize it!

Sending cultivators to the Buddha Nation was akin to a military parade for the Great Sects, a display of strength. Falling short in this display would leave an impression of inferiority for the future.

Li Xiaobai was suddenly speechless, realizing that he and the Sect Master were no longer on the same wavelength. It was just a battlefield; there was no need for the young men of his Sword Sect to take action personally.

But Ying Diao also had a point. This was the moment to showcase the Sword Sect's strength and the sufficient presence was necessary.

Half an hour later.

Atop the Second Peak of the Sword Sect.

Ying Diao assembled all the Sword Sect disciples, ready to make a rousing pre-battle declaration.

The Sword Sect cultivators were scattered all over the mountain, not just Sword Sect cultivators, but also many from the Eastern Continent had gathered here to listen to Ying Diao's speech.

“Sect Master, just say the word, how many you need, we've been ready for a long time!”

“To go into battle, to exterminate demons and slay monsters, is our inescapable responsibility!”

“Indeed, we swear not to return until we have completely annihilated the cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect!”

Before Ying Diao could even open his mouth to speak, the disciples all over the mountain began to roar in unison, eager and fully committed, as if they could not wait to rush to the battlefield and spill their passion and blood.

Ying Diao was stunned. What's going on?

He hadn't said a word yet, hadn't even given the pre-battle mobilization talk; how could these disciples be as if they'd been injected with chicken blood, ready to charge and fall into formation?

This made it somewhat awkward for him to proceed!

“Sect Master, just give the command, how many you need, we are always ready!”

The leading Chen Yuan said loudly, with a respectful demeanor and a sense of readiness to face death.

“Um…”
“Can anyone tell me, why are you all ready to die gallantly without me, the Sect Master, having said a thing?”

“What I wanted to say is that in this upcoming journey, you must prioritize preserving your lives; safety comes first. Do not become a daredevil squad who rushes headlong into danger!”

Ying Diao, not quite accustomed to such cooperative disciples, spoke somewhat bewilderedly.

“Disciple understands that the Sect Master always has the best interests of the sect at heart, but there are some things we must do!”

“Rest assured, Sect Master, through some indirect inquiries, I have already gleaned the state of affairs within the Central Origin Realm. We have already completed the pre-battle mobilization and are only waiting for the sect's command. As soon as it's given, millions of our Sword Sect's warriors will immediately traverse the Western Continent to fight to the death against the Blood Demon Sect!”

Chen Yuan stood tall and proud, speaking with a full face of righteousness.

“It was you…”
Ying Diao was at a loss for words. For some reason, this should have been a comforting situation, but when it actually happened right before him, he found it quite frustrating!

This steward took over all the affairs of the sect down to the minutest detail, even a matter of life and death like battle mobilization; he managed it so well that the disciples had no complaints, so what was the point of him, the Sect Master? He seemed superfluous now!

Chen Yuan proudly declared: “Indeed, the sect is our home, Brother Li is our faith. I have already inquired; Brother Li will also head to the Western Continent this time. Wherever Brother Li points his sword, that is where we shall march; we will not disappoint Brother Li!”

Ying Diao: “I…”

Chapter end

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