Chapter 242

The direct descendants were quite powerful, all of them geniuses cultivated by their Ju Family. Elder Duan looked at the group of direct descendants and personal disciples gathered in the courtyard the next day, remaining silent for a moment before giving a thumbs up and saying, “Impressive.”

To mobilize so many direct descendants in such a short time, he could already imagine the Eight Great Families’ impotent rage and covert fury.

The Ye family was convinced by Ye Qinghan’s charismatic leadership, while the Zhou family was forcibly mobilized by Zhou Xingyun using the family head’s order.

Other personal disciples from the Eight Great Families returned home to conduct intense persuasion campaigns, using their eloquence. Those lacking in eloquence simply copied and pasted Ye Qiao’s speech, managing to persuade as many as they could.

Through the tireless efforts of the direct disciples, this team was formed.

“Elder Zhou transferred more than a hundred cultivators, ten direct descendants; the Qi family sneaked out eight direct descendants, and then there’s the Song family and the Ye family…” Elder Zhao almost got dizzy from counting and chuckled twice, “I still underestimated this group of direct disciples. They’ve taken away almost half of the direct descendants from a total of eight families.”

“It’s not the direct disciples’ ability,” Duan Yu said with a complex expression, “It’s Ye Qiao’s ability.”

The power of brainwashing is indeed quite frightening.

The eight great families might go mad with anger again.

They thought it was just a bunch of direct disciples messing around, but they actually managed to bring so many direct descendants and Golden Core stage cultivators. Even the elders might not have this kind of influence, but these direct disciples succeeded.

There were quite a few people gathered in the back mountain of the Changming Sect. A group of direct descendants who didn’t know each other were chatting and exchanging excitedly about this operation.

After all the direct disciples of the Changming Sect had gathered, a young man from the Zhou family walked straight towards Ye Qiao, “Are you Ye Qiao from the Changming Sect?”

The young man stood there, sword at his waist, exuding one of the strongest auras among the direct descendants.

Ye Qiao glanced at him twice. The young man introduced himself briskly, “My name is Zhou Yize.”

After a pause, Zhou Yize looked at her and the few senior brothers behind her, and chuckled, “Changming Sect, it’s nothing special.”

If it weren’t for Zhou Xingyun forcibly calling them here, none of the direct descendants of the Zhou family would have been willing to help. Their attitude was very hostile.

But this hostility seemed to be directed only at the Changming Sect.

Ye Qiao clenched her palm, considering how many days she might be confined if she punched him.

Now that the Five Sects were short of people, it meant that even if she beat this person up, the elders would likely turn a blind eye.

“Little sister, look at his sword,” Mu Chongxi suddenly tugged at Ye Qiao, who was preparing to act, and tilted his head, “Wasn’t it glowing just now?”

He shouldn’t be mistaken. The fleeting glow as the other walked by looked like… a sword spirit.

“Sword Spirit Transformation?” Ye Qiao loosened her fist and also tilted her head to look. The two of them tilted their heads together, examining Zhou Yize, then clicked their tongues in wonder, “The Zhou family sure hides talents.”

Sword Spirit Transformation indicated some real skill.

Xue Yu gazed at Other person, thought for a moment, and explained to his junior brothers and sisters, “Speaking of which, if Duan Chen hadn’t accepted his master, Zhou Yize would be the next head of the family.”

No wonder he harbored inexplicable hostility towards the Changming Sect.

Being stared at by three people tilting their heads: “…”

He couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine. The people of the Changming Sect were crazy!

*

All the inner disciples of the Five Sects stayed within the Five Sects’ territory to drive away the demon clans. Taking advantage of this, the demon clan launched rampant attacks, slaughtering cultivators en masse. Several sect leaders brought a group of the strongest cultivators from the cultivation world to suppress and quell the chaos caused by the demon clan.

Something was very strange.

For some reason, the demon clan, which they had always considered weak, suddenly seemed much stronger.

This bizarre situation caught everyone off guard.

The first to fall were the cities at the demon clan’s border. The demon and monster clans were attacking each other, and the cultivators in the cities couldn’t hold out for long. They managed to sustain themselves so far only because of the presence of several sect leaders.

Each attack from the demon clan was terrifyingly large in number, making each battle a torment for the cultivators. They kept hoping for reinforcements, only to be disappointed again and again.

Xie Chuxue looked at the struggling cultivators who refused to leave and, after a long silence, said softly, “Should we continue to stay? We could abandon the cities.” After all, these were just border cities.

If the demon and monster clans joined forces, the cultivators of the cultivation world would only be slowly ground down by the demon clan’s continuous assaults.

The only solution was to wait for reinforcements from the eight great families and then plan a long-term strategy.

Qin Fanfan: “At least we should wait for reinforcements from the eight great families.”

They had manpower; the number of human cultivators alone was overwhelming. What they lacked were those direct descendants skilled in different professions.

Xie Chuxue was the only high-level talisman cultivator of the Changming Sect. Without him, the inner disciples would have died hundreds of times over. He chatted casually, “Alright, alright, I know you’re daydreaming, but it’s good to have dreams.”

In his memory, the city never received reinforcements until it fell.

To quell this chaos, it cost many lives. He remembered at least three elders who sacrificed themselves.

“If Ye Qiao and the others were here, the eight great families wouldn’t be acting so high and mighty.” Qin Fanfan gritted his teeth.

“They should still be in the Land of Legacy.” Xie Chuxue rubbed his chin and started worrying like an old mother, “They’re still so young, what if things don’t go smoothly, what if someone dies?”

Qin Fanfan couldn’t stand it anymore and kicked him out to keep watch:

“Get out and use your spiritual sense to check the surroundings. Stop cursing them.”