I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 1006 - Three hundred s Submission or Death
Chapter 1006: Three hundred chapters: Submission or Death
Chapter 1006: Three hundred chapters: Submission or Death
“Isn’t this perfect, though?” Let this Grandmaster deal with the Wuyi Sect. On one hand, it could absolve your Ji Clan of suspicion, and on the other, it removes a great thorn in your side—a proverbial two birds with one stone. Why would you not go for it?” Tang Luo was somewhat puzzled by Ji Chen’s caution and spoke up, “Besides, Min Mountain is vast. If the two parties are not near each other, there shouldn’t be an issue, right?”
Ji Fu exchanged a glance with Ji Chen, both wearing bitter smiles.
“What Tang Tianjiao does not know is that after the Wuyi Sect received its imperial edict, it completely lost its mind. Under the banner of ‘Heaven-ordained, rightful successor of Min Mountain,’ its followers swarmed out to preach across the mountain. With one hand holding scripture and the other a sword, they took cities and fortresses, leaving behind only followers and corpses. In just ten short days, the number of the Wuyi Sect’s believers had grown to tens of thousands. Many tribal villages, either unwilling to convert or already following their totems, were condemned as heretics and burned to the ground.”
Ji Chen explained, “Given the current situation, in no more than a year or half, the entirety of Min Mountain will become Wuyi Sect’s domain, and conflict will be inevitable.”
Who could have imagined that a group once deemed insignificant would rise with the wind and soar like a great Peng bird? Now, not only are they sanctioned by the Dutian Heavenly King, but they also hold a seal from the Tai Xuan Dao Alliance. Although in the eyes of the Ji Clan the Wuyi Sect, with its Black Water Green Banner branch in Beimang, is still frail, moving against them now would only cause unnecessary trouble.
If they were to bestow an edict one moment and then slaughter them the next, it wouldn’t be just the power backing the Wuyi Sect that would lose face—so would the Dutian Heavenly King and the Tai Xuan Dao Alliance.
Keep in mind that there’s also the Xuanji Sect in Beimang. If the Xuanji Sect were to send its Taoists to investigate, with their unfathomable methods, it would be impossible for the Ji Clan to disassociate itself from the ordeal.
Looking at the two who were still hesitating, Tang Luo could not understand and thus spoke out, “I’m baffled—doesn’t such a hallowed place have people to do the dirty work? If you don’t want to watch the Wuyi Sect grow, then find a way to stop it.”
Standing up, Tang Luo walked to the sand table in the center of the great hall, casually picked up a small flag, and planted it on the spot representing Min Mountain, saying to the two men, “Instead of scaring yourselves here, it’s better to deal with the mission that brings you worry. I refuse to believe that there are many warriors with extraordinary abilities like the Blood Lion Grandmaster inside the Wuyi Sect. If that were the case, they would have already emerged from the ground and wouldn’t be confined to these godforsaken deep mountains making small disturbances.”
Their words woke Ji Fu and Ji Chen from their dreamlike speculations, as they had been envisioning the Wuyi Sect to be backed by numerous capable individuals, magnifying this unknown until it paralyzed them with fear.
But with the current strength of the Ji Clan, the number of forces they genuinely fear isn’t large. It might actually be as Tang Luo said—better to take the simplest route and see the true worth of the Wuyi Sect by charging straight in.
“Brother Tang’s words make perfect sense.” Ji Fu nodded, turning to Ji Chen and said, “Although we do not wish to make contact with the Wuyi Sect too soon, we’ve reached the point where it’s inevitable. Send someone to Hui Ling Mountain with a visiting card, in the name of Ghost King Ridge, and meet this Blood Lion Grandmaster.”
Ghost King Ridge was the strongest force in Min Mountain and the Ji Clan’s stronghold there. Proposing a meeting with a visiting card from Ghost King Ridge couldn’t be more appropriate. Ji Chen nodded, accepting the order and departing. Only Tang Luo and Ji Fu, pondering over the sand table, remained in the hall.
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Longzhou Calendar, 1785, the eighth day of the sixth month
The sixth-in-command from Ghost King Ridge of Min Mountain sent a visiting card to Hui Ling Mountain, wishing to meet the Blood Lion Grandmaster.
The messenger succeeded in meeting the Grand Sacrifice Wine of Divine Min Mountain, but the official did not accept the visiting card. Instead, he simply wrote a few words in reply for the messenger to take back.
“Submit or Die”
The crimson characters sketched out were like talismans for the summoning of fierce ghosts, and Ji Chen, who had taken the role of the sixth master of Ghost King Ridge, realized the attitude of the other party; this Grandmaster of the Blood Lion Sect was simply a madman.
Unable to make a decision, Ji Chen sent the letter back to Lingxiao Sect. Before a reply came, he heard the sound of killing from outside Ghost King Ridge.
The Grandmaster of the Blood Lion Sect, clad in the fourth-grade blue robes of the Wuyi Sect, brought an army of countless followers, along with over a dozen fifth-grade Cloud Tiger generals with stern gazes, their spiritual uniforms turning their collective Spiritual Power into one entity. A Spiritual Tiger, dark blue and formed from Spiritual Power, trod upon the gate of Ghost King Ridge, its howl resounding to the heavens, while the soldiers of the Wuyi Sect enveloped in Spiritual Light looked as if divine forces had descended from heaven.
Standing beside the Grandmaster of the Blood Lion Sect, a certain Cloud Tiger general roared with an aura like a rainbow, shouting towards Ghost King Ridge, “By the mandate of heaven, here comes the Grandmaster of the holy religion of Min Mountain in person; doesn’t the head of Ghost King Ridge hurry out to receive the edict?”
The already enraged head of Ghost King Ridge leapt up, bellowing, “Listen to your mum, a bunch of charlatans and riffraff, eat shit!”
After a fierce battle that caused the collapse of two mountains and left thousands of warriors’ bodies behind, there was a halt in hostilities for recovery.
This inexplicable skirmish left the warriors of the entire Ghost King Ridge frustrated and sapped of their strength, their morale extremely low. Yet before they had time to recover, the recuperated forces of the Wuyi Sect attacked the mountain again.
This time, the battle almost spread to the gate of Ghost King Ridge, with thousands more bodies left behind, and even the green mountains were tinged with crimson.
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At Lingxiao Sect, Ji Fu’s face turned ashen as he shared the intelligence returned from Min Mountain with Tang Luo.
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“Oh no, this guy has a really nasty temper,” said Tang Luo, shrugging his shoulders as he put down the secret document. “No communication, no compromise, no concessions, having to fight to the death. The disciples of the Wuyi Sect have the vision of preaching in Min Mountain to sustain them, but the warriors of Ghost King Ridge won’t last long, will they?”
“I originally thought that the spiritual uniforms of the Wuyi Sect were merely a technique to transform Spiritual Power for combined attacks, but I didn’t expect them to also have the capability to form arrays with their bodies!” Ji Fu with a grim face added, “The rabble of the Wuyi Sect were originally not much of a challenge, but with the control of a Fierce Realm powerhouse like the Cloud Tiger generals, they almost reached the pinnacle level of transcending the mundane. Moreover, within the formation, the Spiritual Power of the Cloud Tiger generals becomes one entity, ready to launch a combined attack. Even Martial Ancestors dare not lightly touch their edge. In the two battles, Ghost King Ridge suffered heavy casualties!”
Tang Luo could see that this was likely a trial given to Ji Chen and Ji Fu by the Ji Clan. So far, he had not seen any other elders from the Ji Clan or other strong individuals from the sect; even those behind Ji Chen had not intervened. It seemed that the only resources they could utilize were the warriors from Ghost King Ridge, and the intelligence from Wind Media.
The place was once a holy land, with the trials for the Saint Child involving vast battles between two forces, tens of thousands of warriors involved. But now, with near ten thousand dead in a blink of an eye, the pressure felt almost overwhelming.
“Continuing like this won’t do, being passive and getting hit repeatedly is endless. We either need to charge with our strong forces now or take the initiative to attack. If we keep waiting passively, there will come a day when Ghost King Ridge will be breached. Once Ghost King Ridge fails, the other powers in Mang Mountain will naturally not dare to resist the Wuyi Sect. Their seemingly foolish and impulsive actions are actually putting them in a dangerous position, but if they succeed, they can settle the power struggle in one fell swoop. Even if they fail, with the regenerative capability of the Wuyi Sect, they will be able to make a comeback soon. By then, Ghost King Ridge still won’t hold.”
Pointing to the location of the gate of Ghost King Ridge on the sand table, Tang Luo exclaimed, “This Blood Lion Grandmaster, quite impressive indeed!”
