Just a Useful Pawn in the Stain Sect-Chapter 124: Full-on Show of Skills.

"What do you have in mind?"

Faced with Bi Feiyuan volunteering, Lü Yang didn’t look down on her. Ever since the Simulation Realm, he had learned not to underestimate anyone.

The prejudices in a person’s heart were a great mountain.

Back then, the Yun Family’s Ancestor had underestimated cultivators below Foundation Establishment, which led to his unexpected downfall when Lü Yang discovered his existence.

Seeing Lü Yang being so polite, Bi Feiyuan didn’t dare to be dismissive. She quickly explained, "The techniques I cultivate allow me to sense anyone who lusts after me. I can then plant a Demon Thought in them from afar, causing them to suffer a cultivation deviation... This Ability can also be used to track an enemy’s position."

"...I can give it a try as well."

Nearby, Daoist Jiao Long added in a gruff voice, "I’ve installed the nose of a Scent Detection Dog. Give me time, and I should be able to find the Dao Court’s gathering place."

"I’ll need a Qi trace from one of the Dao Court’s cultivators."

Xu Xin also spoke up. "I have a Curse Killing Technique that can follow a Qi trace. Perhaps I can use it to locate the Dao Court’s leader."

"...I have an Artifact I can lend you."

Looking at Lü Yang, Chongming hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice, "My father specifically refined it for me. It can help with divining the karmic links of cause and effect."

With that, he took out a circular disk.

Symbols of the Eight Trigrams were engraved on its surface. As Lü Yang channeled his Mana into it, the disk immediately pulsed with a powerful Spirit Light. The Eight Trigrams began to rotate, and endless images faintly appeared within them.

Clearly, most Direct Disciples of the Stain Sect had a few trump cards up their sleeves.

However, an awkward silence soon fell over the group. Their gazes turned in unison to an embarrassed Qin Tianhe, who was standing in the far corner.

"Er..."

Qin Tianhe thought for a moment, then forcefully slapped the back of Guangming, who was standing beside him with wide eyes, not daring to speak. "I can find the Dao Court’s location through him!"

Guangming was stunned. "Huh?"

But Qin Tianhe’s face lit up with excitement as he continued, "The Void-piercing Shuttle is my Life-bound Artifact. I can sense it no matter how far away it is."

As he spoke, Qin Tianhe felt a flash of inspiration. "I just have to give it to this bald-headed monk and have him go back to meet with the Dao Court’s leader. The moment the leader appears to meet him, I’ll be able to use the Void-piercing Shuttle to lock onto the Dao Court’s hiding place!"

Then, he glanced at Guangming again. "Of course, that’s assuming this bald-headed monk is willing to cooperate."

"...I am! I am willing!" It was as if Guangming had just woken from a dream. He shouted, "As long as the Upper Cultivator spares my life, I’ll cooperate with anything!"

Lü Yang saw this and nodded. "Then let’s try everything."

Soon, Guangming and Qin Tianhe departed. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The remaining Direct Disciples of the Stain Sect quietly found their own spots and began gathering the other Stain Sect disciples. They then started laying out Artifacts and Arrays on the ground.

The disciples positioned at the very front had already sent back news.

The Qi-eating Insects had appeared.

They were enormous in scale, innumerable. From a distance, they looked like a black tide, churning with rolling waves as they swarmed in their direction.

"Two objectives: hold back these insects, and while doing so, either find the Insect King controlling them or find the hiding place of those rats from the East."

"Leave the rest to the Perfected Person."

Xu Xin looked relaxed. "These insects are pretty tough. Let’s try to get this done before I get myself killed... Oh, right, little young master, it’s dangerous here. Want to go hide in the back?"

"Fucking bullshit!"

Staring at the distant insect swarm, Chongming took a deep breath, cast aside the reserve of a Second Generation Immortal, and cursed loudly, "If you can handle it, you think I can’t?"

Xu Xin burst out laughing.

Nearby, Daoist Jiao Long remained silent, simply transforming back into the mutated, flesh-and-blood draconic beast. Bi Feiyuan leaned against his draconic body to rest.

"This body of yours... it’s so beautiful. I really want to have you."

Bi Feiyuan patted Daoist Jiao Long’s body, wiping her drool. "Say, do you want to cultivate with me? I’m quite experienced, you know."

"We’d be a match made in heaven!"

In response to Bi Feiyuan’s forward request, Daoist Jiao Long calmly shook his draconic head. "Sorry, you look too much like a human. I’m not interested."

Conversations like this quickly spread among the Stain Sect disciples. Everyone’s tone was remarkably calm, and laughter even rang out from time to time.

It was as if no one was taking the boundless sea of insects, faintly visible in the distance, seriously. Only when the insect sea drew near did the voices finally die down.

Most of the talents who managed to make a name for themselves in the Stain Sect were like this.

These Demons had always bullied the weak and feared the strong. ’You’re a Perfected Person? I’ll be meek and submissive. But you’re not even a Perfected Person, so why should I be afraid of you?’

Besides, there was a Perfected Lord outside supervising the battle!

Thus, after a brief pause, the voices erupted once more, converging into a single word:

"Kill!!!"

In an instant, beams of Spirit Light from Artifacts shot toward the sky. Countless Abilities intertwined and exploded, crashing violently into the swarming, world-blotting Qi-eating Insects!

At the forefront of the Stain Sect’s formation, the Myriad-Soul Banner billowed in the wind.

Immediately after, countless Banner Spirits emerged from it—Shadow Soldiers, Ghost Generals, and Buddhist Monks. Their help significantly reduced the casualties among the Stain Sect disciples.

And high above in the dome of the sky, Lü Yang stood upon the void.

The Yama Hall materialized behind him. He used his Foundation Establishment Position to empower the Banner Spirits below, ensuring they could inflict a certain amount of damage on the Qi-eating Insects.

From his vantage point, he could clearly look down upon the battle. The Stain Sect disciples were like a sturdy reef against a colossal tide. Countless Qi-eating Insects charged forward, one wave after another. Those at the front were slain by the disciples, while those behind devoured the corpses of their own kind before continuing the same relentless assault.

"Heaven-Crashing Technique."

Lü Yang raised a hand, striking at the very moment the front line was about to be breached. A single finger pointed down, and tens of thousands of Qi-eating Insects were instantly crushed to dust.

However, this was only temporary.

Like the ebb and flow of the tide, the Qi-eating Insects that Lü Yang had crushed merely regrouped and charged back again, fearless of death.

....

"We can win!"

Watching the battle situation at the front, projected back by the Qi-Eating Insect King’s spiritual perception, Wang Jinting pumped his fist, his face filled with irrepressible excitement.

The terror of the Qi-eating Insects was undeniable. They could automatically multiply just by consuming Qi, and their numbers would increase severalfold by devouring a single living person. They were simply impossible to kill completely. In fact, that the Stain Sect had managed to withstand the first wave of their attack was already a great surprise to him.

If it had been the Dao Court, they would have been wiped out long ago.

"The only one I need to be wary of is that Perfected Person from the Stain Sect... But as long as he doesn’t find my location, this Battle for the Dao can still be fought."

Wang Jinting was not a fool.

He knew full well that he, with his Treasure of Fruit, and the Qi-Eating Insect King, which carried a Heavenly Number, were the keys to victory. Anyone could die, but the two of them could not.

By the same token, that group of Demons would surely rack their brains to find him.

But Wang Jinting was confident that his preparations were more than sufficient.

"With the Panorama Map, I can instantly confirm the identity of anyone who approaches me. If anything seems wrong, I’ll just flee..."

Just then, a disciple suddenly entered from outside to deliver a report.

"Senior Brother, a Monk managed to survive!"

"Oh?" Wang Jinting was taken aback. "Who?"

"He says his name is Guang Ming. He escaped from the battle and has important intelligence regarding that Foundation-Stage Cultivator among the Demons..."

The moment he heard this, Wang Jinting shot to his feet.

Just in case, he first took out the Panorama Map and glanced at it, confirming that the person was indeed a Monk and not a Demon in disguise. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

The alliance between the Pure Land and the Dao Court against a common enemy should still be trustworthy.

"I’ll go see him right now!"