Senior Sister Bai Yueguang is incredibly strong.

Chapter 107 Travels (End)

"The demons are attacking! All personnel on high alert!"

"Zai Shui, you take your men to set up the formation. Xue Xin, you and Nie Xushuang take good care of the wounded!"

"clear!"

The number of demons mobilized this time is much larger than before, it seems that the demons are getting restless.

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has already led his men to provide support, while Xie Jing is assisting from the rear.

"Gentlemen, it's been a long time."

Upon seeing who it was, Xie Jing's gaze shifted slightly.

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect also looked rather grim: "What, is the Demon Clan out of people? They actually have to send their Right Protector here."

The Right Protector toyed with the long whip in his hand: "I am here to seek justice for my poor disciple. She only wanted to experience the local customs and culture, but she was tortured to death by you. What a righteous immortal master you are."

Xie Jing sneered: "If I'm not mistaken, it's that good disciple of yours who caused trouble at the sect competition. If he's here as a guest, why is he fighting and killing? Besides, I haven't seen you shed a single tear for your dead disciple."

The Right Protector wasn't annoyed at being exposed; he just laughed heartily: "Why all the nonsense? Are you going to fight me, or are you all coming at me together?"

After saying this, the man swept his whip, knocking down a group of disciples. The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect stepped forward with his sword and firmly grabbed the man's whip with one hand.

"Didn't you say you wanted to fight? Bring it on!"

In order to avoid harming ordinary disciples, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had no choice but to lure them away to a distance.

Xie Jinggang was about to call out to him when the sect leader of Xianyun Peak pulled him aside first.

"look."

Following the gaze of the Sect Master of Xianyun Peak, Xie Jing saw from afar that the other leaders of the Demon Clan were rushing towards this side.

He grinned: "They're all old acquaintances."

The sect leader of Xianyun Peak couldn't laugh: "We have to keep them in front of us. If a fight really breaks out, we can't let innocent disciples get caught in the crossfire."

After saying that, he took the lead and charged forward with his sword. Xie Jing sighed helplessly and followed.

Before leaving, he instructed, "You are in charge of these small fry, don't get too close."

Knowing that the combat ability of a Nascent Soul cultivator is indiscriminate, Luo Zai Shui and the others wisely refrained from moving forward.

"Hey, isn't this an old acquaintance? It's been so long, you've gotten quite ugly."

Xie Jing's opening words were provocative. The demon in front of him spewed black smoke from his nostrils and gritted his teeth, saying, "Xie—Jing—"

Xie Jing picked at his ear: "Grandpa is here."

Dozens of golden talismans flew out, exploding into puffs of black smoke the moment they hit the demon. Xie Jing clapped his hands: "Still so weak."

As the smoke cleared, the demon was still standing steadily in front of him. Xie Jing thought to himself, "This is bad. This demon's power has greatly increased. He's not easy to deal with now."

He flicked the dust off his clothes and said disdainfully, "It's like scratching an itch. That's all you're good for."

Xie Jing suddenly curled the corners of his lips: "Is that so?"

Just as the demon was about to swing his sword, Xie Jing used the Wind Riding Technique and disappeared from the spot.

Suddenly, a burst of sword energy erupted from behind, and before the demon could react, he was kicked to the ground.

The sect leader of Xianyun Peak sheathed his sword and scolded, "Why are you wasting your breath talking to him?"

Xie Jing said with a grin, "Old friends reunited, shouldn't we catch up?"

As they were speaking, the demon stood up: "You attacked me from behind, you despicable scoundrel."

Xie Jing threw out three talismans without hesitation: "What's the point of talking about morality with you demons? Go back to your demon race!"

The sect leader of Xianyun Peak thrust his sword into the heart of the demon. As the smoke cleared, the demon lay motionless on the ground, turning into a wisp of black smoke and fleeing.

The demons came with great force and seemed intimidating, but in reality they were a disorganized mob. Seeing that the leader was at a disadvantage, they also wanted to escape, which made it easy for Luo Zai Shui to take down the little cuties with one sword each.

What do you think of this invasion by the demons?

After finishing the battle, the old men gathered together to review the events, along with Nie Xushuang, Sun Heng, Sun Yuan, and others representing other sects.

Luo Zai Shui pondered for a moment: "It doesn't seem like an organized and prepared attack, but rather like someone forced them to come out."

Nie Xushuang nodded: "That's right. The fighting was completely disorganized, and with the leader defeated, the rest of the demons almost all fled in disarray."

Xie Jing suddenly remembered what Luo Zai Shui had said before: "There must be some turmoil within the Demon Clan. This is an opportunity."

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect pondered for a moment: "Why not press our advantage and repair the barrier at the same time?"

The sect leader of Linghai Sect looked worried: "It's not that easy. Not only is the barrier as fragile as glass, but we also don't have enough materials right now."

"Ahem." Nie Xushuang coughed lightly. "I know someone who has a lot of good stuff."

"Who?"

All eyes immediately turned to Nie Xushuang.

Nie Xushuang pointed to Qian Kuo, who was sitting alone outside, ignored by everyone: "Him."

"Him?" The sect leader of Linghai Sect looked incredulous. "Who would dare to borrow something from the Qian family? Borrowing is easy, but when it comes to returning it, you'll be skinned alive."

The sect leader of Linghai Sect is right. The Qian family is the richest of all the aristocratic families. Nearly 70% of the spirit stones in the cultivation world come from the Qian family's pockets. That's why it's even harder to borrow from the Qian family. They don't lack money; favors are much more valuable than money.

"It's alright, Qian Kuo owes us a favor." Nie Xushuang curled her lips. "Go to the water."

Other sects and families were afraid of owing favors to the Qian family, and the Qian family was naturally afraid of owing favors to others, which made it convenient for Luo Zai Shui to ask him for things.

Qian Kuo, having understood what Luo Zai Shui was planning, waved his hand and said, "It's just some materials for setting up an array. The Qian family has plenty of these. We don't need your spirit stones. Consider it a donation from the Qian family."

This extravagance made Luo Zai Shui so jealous. She cursed inwardly, "What a spendthrift! If you can't keep the money, just give it to me."

Fortunately, everything is ready.

Before setting off, Xie Jing suddenly noticed that someone was missing: "Where's Ting Han in the water?"

Luo Zai Shui, who was busy running around, suddenly realized that Ji Ting Han, who had been following her around all day, had not been seen all day.

She quickly found Xue Xin: "Xue Xin, have you seen Ting Han?"

Xue Xin looked bewildered: "Ah, he asked me for a lot of pills yesterday to help treat the wounded."

Joan then jumped in: "That's not right, I was taking care of the wounded all day yesterday and I didn't see him at all."

Luo Zai Shui felt something was wrong, and she exchanged a glance with Xie Jing, and the two of them thought of the same thing.

She wanted to throw a tracking talisman to bring him back, but Xie Jing stopped her: "No need, let him go if he wants to. He finally found something he wants to do, so you, as his senior sister, shouldn't stop him."

"But……"

Xie Jingkuan comforted him, "Even if you don't believe in your grandmaster, you should. He's an adult now and has his own considerations. Let's go. Setting up the formation is the most important thing right now."

Ji Tinghan was completely unaware that Luo Zai Shui and the others had already discovered his disappearance.

Behind him lay the devastated land of Japan, and before him lay the perilous Demon Realm.

The grandmaster's figure appeared out of nowhere: "Have you thought it through, little brat? That's the Demon Realm over there, where they eat people without spitting out the bones."

Without his senior sister by his side, Ji Tinghan's face darkened: "Didn't our master want me to go?"

The grandmaster shook his head with a helpless smile: "From the perspective of the big picture, I naturally hope you will go, but there is a group of people behind you who do not want you to take this risk. In this light, I have become the sinner."

Ji Tinghan suppressed the urge to turn around and pulled the hood of his black cloak over his head: "It was my own choice to go."

He moved forward step by step, gradually being swallowed by darkness, and a jade pendant on his waist became the only light to guide him.

"I've lived my life in a daze, and it's time for me to do something for my senior sisters."