vstars Chapter 163 Drunk and cowardly
Chapter 163 Drunk and cowardly
Meanwhile, in a vast wilderness, two Golden Core cultivators riding flying spirit beasts watched with amusement as people fled in panic below.
"Zhuge Kongming, you've got some nerve! You even dare to impersonate someone from my Sima family!" someone sneered.
"Fellow Daoists, this is a complete misunderstanding, merely speculation by outsiders. I have never admitted to anything! I hope you will spare my life!"
As Zhuge Kongming fled, he pleaded.
"Hmph! Even other people's guesses are unacceptable; this is the way the Sima family operates!"
The two monks completely ignored his explanation and didn't care whether what 'Kongming' said was true or false.
A talisman shot downwards.
what……
A scream rang out, and the person below was blown to pieces, their fate unknown.
The two rode their flying spirit beasts, swooping down. The beasts' sharp claws snatched up 'Zhuge Kongming' and he vanished into the wilderness...
Outside the city gates of the prefecture, countless people stopped and looked up at the towering flagpole.
A corpse was hanging from a rope, a gruesome sight.
"You all see this today! This is the consequence of daring to offend Sima Tianwei! No matter where you are in the world, you will be punished!"
On a flying spirit beast, a cultivator shouted in a booming voice.
An uproar erupted in the crowd, many people showing expressions of fear, all marveling at the power of the ancient aristocratic families.
At a tea stall not far away, a young man wearing a straw hat gently put down his teacup, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips. This man was none other than An Lushan.
According to the report from the Biyou disciples who escorted him, Elder Pu Hui and dozens of other cultivators pursued Kong Ming, but none of them survived.
He could hardly believe it when he heard the news.
Knowing Kongming's prowess, he guessed that many experts must have been lying in ambush at his hiding place.
Park Hui and several Golden Core cultivators were all quite powerful, yet they ended up being completely wiped out.
An Lushan secretly rejoiced that he had not traveled with Park Hwi, and at the same time became increasingly wary of Kongming.
After calming down, he calculated the approximate location of Kongming's hiding place and marked several directions on the map in detail.
He then instructed his trusted confidants to report this map to the Sima family.
As expected, the Sima family brought Kongming to justice just three days after obtaining the map.
"Young Master, now that Kongming is dead, we are preparing to return to our sect to report back. Do you intend to return with us, or stay here?" an elder of the Biyou Sect asked.
“This is my territory. I will stay here to gather my old troops and retake the city. Please give my regards to the Western Sect Master!” An Lushan replied without hesitation.
The elder from Biyou Sect nodded. "Young Master, rest assured, once I return and report the situation, the sect will send someone to provide support."
"Young Master! Now that all the cities have been occupied by Li Guangling, why don't we go to Biyou Sect together? Wouldn't that be safer?" After the Biyou Sect disciples left, a trusted confidant asked, puzzled.
"Hmph! These short-sighted fools, if they had listened to me earlier, they wouldn't be in this situation now. The Jade Cauldron and Heavenly Thunder Sects must have already surrounded the Biyou Sect. Going back with them would be like walking into a trap," An Lushan sneered.
"But now that Kongming is dead, the Jade Cauldron and Heavenly Thunder Sects are leaderless. Is the Biyou Sect really unable to resolve its current predicament?"
“An Yong! You’re thinking too simply. Which of these cultivators isn’t driven by profit? Those two sects have traveled thousands of miles to get here; how could a mere Zhuge Liang possibly sway the battle?”
An Lushan stood up, looked into the distance, his eyes revealing cunning and depth.
The Jade Cauldron and Heavenly Thunder Sects, seemingly besieging the Biyou Sect because of Kongming, actually coveted a share of the spoils in these three states. Now that Kongming is dead, how could their ambitions be extinguished?
An Yong nodded thoughtfully. "Does the young master mean that they will continue to attack Biyou Sect and will not give up easily?"
An Lushan nodded slightly, "That's right! Not only will we continue the attack, but we will go all out! We should have results in a short time!"
"So what should we do now?"
An Yong asked anxiously, because in his eyes, once the Biyou Sect collapsed, the An family would lose its backing. Without the support of a cultivation sect, it would be impossible to reclaim the three states.
An Lushan sat down again, picked up his teacup and took a sip. "Let's hold back for now. It's a battle between gods, and we can't interfere even if we want to. But we must prepare for both possibilities. Now, go and gather our old subordinates and have them hide their whereabouts and await my orders."
"Yes, young master!" An Yong accepted the order and left.
An Lushan sat alone at the tea stall, watching the crowds come and go, pondering his next move.
He knew that in this ever-changing situation, only with enough patience and wisdom could one rise to prominence in this chaotic world and take control of one's own destiny.
And this may only be the beginning of this great chaos...
"Sect Master! Some of our sect members have returned from the back mountain area. Should we remove one corner of the great formation to let them in?"
Inside the main hall, a disciple guarding the mountain reported.
"Can we ascertain whether this is a trap?" an elder asked sternly.
"Reporting to the elders, their identities have been confirmed. They came up the mountain through a secret passage, which is known only to the elders and us disciples who protect the mountain. I believe there is no trickery involved."
"Remove one corner of the formation and let them in quickly. We know nothing about what's happening outside, so this will give us some intelligence!" west Shuimiao ordered.
During this period, both the Jade Cauldron and Heavenly Thunder Sects, constrained by the power of the great formation, dared not forcefully break it, and the two sides remained deadlocked.
However, today, the cultivators from both sects went mad, frantically attacking the great formation, though they still couldn't break through.
But this also meant they dared not relax their vigilance in the slightest.
Therefore, the return of disciples at this time forced them to be cautious.
Before long, the returning Biyou Sect members arrived at the main hall, ready to report.
Just then, Zhu Bajie, with his shifty eyes and cunning features, ran in carrying a jar of fine wine.
"Esteemed Immortal Masters, I have not failed in my mission. This is the first jar of fine wine produced by our Biyou Sect. Please have a taste!"
"Get out of here! Who has the mind to indulge in such gluttony at a time like this!" an elder shouted angrily.
"Hehehe... Immortal Master, you are mistaken. As the saying goes, alcohol emboldens the timid. Why not let our sect's cultivators, emboldened by the alcohol, go into battle again..."
"You audacious pig demon, how dare you call my Zong'erlang a coward! Guards, beat him to death with sticks!"
Before Zhu Ganglie could finish speaking, an elder interrupted him with an angry shout.
Zhu Ganglie immediately realized his slip of the tongue and covered his mouth, saying urgently, "I, Old Pig, have been orphaned since childhood and am uneducated. I misspoke, it was really not intentional... Please, all you immortal masters, don't hit me, go hit that damned Zhuge Liang..."
"Hmph! Zhuge Kongming is dead!" the elder who had just returned said coldly.
Clang...
Upon hearing this, Pigsy's wine jar slipped from his hand and shattered into pieces...