Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon! Chapter 177

Chapter 177: Chapter 93: Influence (Second Update)

A week later.

Outside the territory of Ghost Ridge Palace, a floating magic boat was flying through the vast misty clouds.

The shell of the magic boat shone with golden light, and the surface of the glaze reflected the last remnants of the setting sun, casting a fairyland-like scenery amidst the elegant clouds.

On the deck of the floating magic boat, there was a man-made miniature garden with waterfalls cascading down from artificial hills, and the splashing water droplets sparkled with rainbow-like light under the sun.

A variety of delicate and exotic flowers and spirit plants bloomed around, emitting a fragrant aroma. With the small streams flowing and pavilions scattered around, the scene was graceful and refined.

It was hard to imagine such scenery on top of a magic boat.

Such a magic boat was extremely expensive, basically a floating miniature ecosystem that could rely on powerful formations to rapidly produce elixirs, magic artifacts, and talismans.

It also had complete defensive and offensive capabilities and could enhance the power of the cultivators' magic.

The sects of medium size within Qingzhou could not afford one even if they pooled all their resources.

And now, the three floating magic boats in the sky, all belonging to Guan Chao Pavilion, showed their immense wealth and power, worthy of being the number one sect in Qingzhou.

Near the deck garden, a group of young people with extraordinary presence arrived at a leisurely pace, including both men and women, their attire and temperament far from ordinary. The men were handsome, and the women stunning, all iconic figures among the disciples of the great sects.

The leaders were a young man and a woman, both with remarkable presence, with the others revolving around them like stars accompanying the moon.

This group came to the edge of the deck, gazing down at the vast mountains below the magic boat.

“Brother Du, when can we break into Ghost Ridge Palace? I'm getting impatient.”

Mo Shiyao parted her cherry lips slightly, her jet-black hair dancing in the breeze, her slender body emitting a faint fragrance, dressed in a gorgeous brocade gown. Her beautiful face featured crystal-clear eyes, shining like brilliant stars.

Mo Shiyao was a disciple from Miao Yin Temple, a sect comprising only female cultivators.

And because of her looks and talent, she was chosen by Si Xinying to serve at her side and be trained as the successor.

The young man she addressed was wearing a feathered robe and a coronet on his head, his face like a piece of jade, and his body emitting an aura of wholeness and stability, like an ancient pine.

This young man was the direct disciple of Elder Zhuang, named Du Shaochang, who at a young age not only attained the Ten Levels of Yunling Realm but also possessed the special constitution of the Jade Sun True Body, overwhelming his fellow cultivators by a large margin.

“The map of the inside of Ghost Ridge Palace is not yet complete; rushing in recklessly would leave us unfamiliar with the terrain and environment, making us vulnerable to an incident like the Insect Valley uprising. Hence, the elders have discussed that we must be fully prepared before we crush Ghost Ridge Palace entirely in one fell swoop,”

replied Du Shaochang with an indifferent voice, his eyes shining like torches. Although he had yet to step into the Secret Realm, he already possessed a bit of the dignity of a superior being.

With that, Du Shaochang's lips curled into a cold smirk as he slowly said, “Ghost Ridge Palace is now merely struggling on its deathbed. Sooner or later, our united Five Sects will break in and flatten the Mountain Gate.”

“I think so, too. Those bugplayers are not capable of much. If it weren't for their geographical advantage and familiarity with the terrain, they would have been flattened by us a long time ago.”

“The day after tomorrow, I am going to enter the territory of Ghost Ridge Palace. Everyone, wait for my good news. I won't come back unless I've killed at least ten Ghost Ridge Palace disciples.”

“Actually, there are some formidable people in Ghost Ridge Palace. I heard from a friend that there's someone named Su Jie who has killed many of our disciples recently.”

A group of junior brothers and sisters following behind discussed among themselves, with some agreeing and others disagreeing.

“What formidable people? They are just showing off because I haven't taken the stage yet,”

commented Du Shaochang arrogantly, with an air suggesting that all the heroes of the world were no match for him.

“I also want to see for myself these Ghost Ridge Palace disciples, but it's a pity Master won't let me go in,”

Mo Shiyao shook her head, her smile as blooming as a flower, enchanting the male disciples and making their divine souls capsize.

Just as the group of disciples was chatting merrily, the upper deck of the magic boat presented a completely different scene.

With a stack of lists of the dead and missing in his hand, Zhuang Liangru's face turned iron blue as he heavily slapped the table with a palm.

As a cultivator of the Taoist Platform Realm, his rare display of anger with a pair of fierce, tiger-like eyes sent shivers down one's spine.

“Tell me, why has the number of our sect's disciples killed in action increased so much this week.”

Zhuang Liangru snorted coldly, his gaze turning toward Yang Xu, the person responsible for the disciples' battles.

“To report to Elder Zhuang, recently a demon cultivator from Ghost Ridge Palace named Su Jie has been using rescue smoke as bait, ambushing and stealth attacking our righteous sect disciples. Adding to that, his formidable strength has led to many disciples being caught off guard and killed in his ambushes.”

Yang Xu's face was somewhat pale as he painstakingly relayed the situation to Zhuang Liangru.

Since the righteous sects also capture disciples of Ghost Ridge Palace, getting such information was not difficult.

“Useless! If they resort to such methods, can't you also employ the same tactics in battle?”

Zhuang Liangru was furious and wouldn't listen to any explanation.

As the Supreme Elder of Guan Chao Pavilion and a cultivator of the Taoist Platform Realm, he had been appointed as the chief person in charge of the attack on Ghost Ridge Palace. However, he did not have the energy to handle the affairs of the disciples but was responsible for keeping the elders of Ghost Ridge Palace in check.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Yang Xu spoke in a low voice, “We have tried it, but those demon cultivators mostly ignore their own rescue smoke, so our ambushes have had little effect. However, I've already ordered the disciples to be cautious of the rescue smoke traps and to withdraw immediately upon spotting them to avoid further casualties.”

For demon cultivators, it was every man for himself; many ignored their own distress signals, rendering the tactic quite ineffective.

Zhuang Liangru suddenly stood up and said loudly, “This cannot go on. Are we to be afraid of demon cultivators?”

As he spoke, Zhuang Liangru rose and left the room, his gaze immediately falling upon Du Shaochang and the others on the deck.

“Shaochang, come here at once,” he called out.

His voice, like Heavenly Thunder, echoed across the entire magic boat.

A moment later, Du Shaochang saluted Zhuang Liangru and said, “Master, what are your orders?”

“Go to Ghost Ridge Palace and capture this person for me,” Zhuang Liangru ordered as he pushed the information forward, continuing coldly, “Within five days, I want to see this person's head displayed before me.”

“Master, leave everything to your disciple.”

Du Shaochang's eyes lit up. He had come here to hone his skills but had yet to have a chance to take action. Now, at last, he could fully unleash his abilities.

“Elder Zhuang, perhaps I could go along as well. My strength could also be of help to Brother Du,” proposed Mo Shiyao as she gracefully approached, her gaze toward Du Shaochang especially gentle, conveying her wish to accompany him.

“If your master has no objections,” Zhuang Liangru replied with a smile, immediately recognizing the affection between the two, a development he approved of.

“I will personally discuss it with my master,” Mo Shiyao replied joyfully in her heart, resolved to convince her master, Si Xinying, no matter how difficult it might be.

Chapter end

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