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第二百六十章 挑拨

"Hmph, of course not just our sect acting alone. Fellow daoists who are dissatisfied with the Tianmu Sect's control over the spirit veins aren't limited to us; before, we had no choice but to pretend cooperation due to their overwhelming power. Now that there's an opportunity, we can contact other sects and families…" Fu Biao said with a sneer.

"Join forces with other sects?" Ye Tong extended his index finger and lightly tapped the tabletop in front of him, indicating he was considering his junior brother's suggestion.

"S Brother, no need to hesitate. While contacting others will reduce our benefits, who can we rely on when faced with such a powerful Tianmu Sect? Their accumulated resources over thousands of years are undoubtedly immense, enough for us to share. Besides, within this five-hundred-li radius, our sect is the largest after the Tianmu Sect. Once we succeed, we can occupy a location with abundant spirit energy and have more disciples advance to higher cultivators. Our sect will then be among the top in Youzhou. Such an opportunity to enhance our reputation—how could we miss it? Then you can leave your mark in history…" Fu Biao continued his persistent persuasion.

"Very well, let's follow Brother Junior's advice." Ye Tong, though mature and cautious, couldn't resist the temptation: "We're betting on this!"

"Don't worry, we'll definitely succeed," Fu Biao was overjoyed as he immediately promised with a chest-thumping gesture. "Time is of the essence. Let's leave this place first."

"Agreed!"

The two left the Welcome Pavilion and were about to descend the mountain when a group of Tianmu Sect disciples approached them. The leader, an adult in his thirties, held a command flag and bowed: "Yu Yang pays respects to Senior. I am a matter-of-fact official from our sect. Just now, we received instructions from our revered master regarding some minor intruders in Tianmu Mountain. Several senior brothers have already rushed to handle the situation. To avoid unnecessary trouble, please stay here at the Welcome Pavilion for now until everything is resolved tomorrow morning. Our sect will naturally see you off."

Though his words were polite, the other cultivators from outside sects turned pale. Fu Biao sneered and provoked: "What do you mean by keeping us here? Do you want to imprison us?"

"I beg your pardon, I beg your pardon. Junior has no such intention; we're merely following our revered master's instructions," Yu Yang was startled and hurriedly explained with a worried expression.

But Fu Biao had ulterior motives and deliberately stirred up the situation: "That sounds good, keeping us here temporarily. Saying it isn't imprisonment is laughable. No matter how powerful your Tianmu Sect is, you can't do whatever you want. A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to speak to us like this."

Before he could finish speaking, his right hand formed a claw and lunged at Yu Yang.

Yu Yang's face turned pale and he didn't dare resist. He retreated backwards while waving the command flag: "Set up an array! Hold him back!"

Instantly, various strange lights shot up into the sky as Tianmu Sect disciples released their spiritual artifacts. Although they were only Foundation Establishment cultivators, working together, they formed a well-rounded defensive and offensive formation that was formidable indeed.

It wasn't just the prohibitive restrictions set by the array flags; it referred to long-term training and coordination among fellow sect members to form a mutually supportive defense and offense.

A bit like the formations used in secular martial arts, such as Shaolin's "Arhat Staff Formation" or Wu Tang's "True Martial Sword Formation."

Of course, when cultivators deployed these formations, their changes were even more magical and powerful.

Fu Biao's first attack missed. He exclaimed "Eh," seeing multiple Foundation Establishment disciples surround him. His sinister expression flashed as he opened his mouth, spewing out a sharp beam of light.

The beam circled above his head before dissipating into a large blade. Its luster was extraordinary, far surpassing ordinary spiritual artifacts.

"Treasure!" Yu Yang's face changed as he waved his own spiritual artifact: "Junior brothers, be careful! Stand your ground and don't let him break through you one by one."

"Hmph, just a few Foundation Establishment cultivators trying to stop me? Overestimating yourself!"

Fu Biao coldly shouted before pointing at the treasure above. Instantly, the large blade was enveloped in green light and slashed down fiercely towards Yu Yang.

Ye Tong naturally wouldn't let his junior brother fight alone, taking out a戒尺-shaped treasure and joining the battle.

However, soon they realized things weren't as simple as they thought. With their Condensation Core cultivation, victory wasn't an issue, but facing dozens of Foundation Establishment disciples who had formed an array, it would take several minutes to defeat them. But remember, this was Tianmu Mountain's territory; more disciples were rushing in from all directions.

Two fists can't match four hands, a hero can't withstand too many people. No matter how arrogant Fu Biao was, he knew the longer they delayed, the worse for him. What if the elders of the Tianmu Sect finished their tasks and arrived…

"Companions, are you prepared to sit idly by while the Tianmu Sect dictates our fate…" Fu Biao tried to persuade other Condensation Core cultivators to join.

But it didn't work; most just observed coldly. With the situation unclear, making a rash decision wasn't wise. After all, these fellows had lived for decades or even centuries and were seasoned enough not to be easily deceived.

Only two people joined the battle, but whether they were swayed by Fu Biao's influence or harbored some hidden intentions was still uncertain…

But with two more allies, four Condensation Core cultivators working together couldn't be stopped by dozens of Foundation Establishment disciples in an array.

Yu Yang, as the leader, held the command flag and stood outside the formation. However, his expression grew increasingly grim. Suddenly, he raised his hand, took out a blank talisman, muttered something urgently, then waved it. The talisman turned into a streak of fire and vanished into the night sky.

Meanwhile, Gu枯木真人 and several fellow disciples were flying towards the Rare Medicine Valley when a transmission talisman flew over. Ning Yu Fan caught it with his hand and examined it deeply before his expression darkened.

"Junior Brother Ning, what's going on?"

Ning Yu Fan didn't reply but threw the transmission talisman in the middle of everyone. Several Condensation Core experts used their divine sense to examine it.

"That's despicable; those two from Xueying Sect are so bold. I'll go and capture them," said the powerful-looking man.

"Junior Brother Lu, don't act rashly," Gu枯木真人 pondered for a moment: "Junior Brother Ning, you should go!"

"Yes, Master Senior Brother." Ning Yu Fan nodded and transformed into a streak of light heading towards the Welcome Pavilion.

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