The Destruction of the Desolate Soul Sect

“Clean up the battlefield and prepare to set out for the Desolate Soul Sect!” Lu Ming waved his arm and called out.

“Yes!” Jia Wang shouted excitedly along with the other disciples.

Lu Ming had decided to resolve the issue with the Desolate Soul Sect before heading to the Danji Sect. This would save them the trouble of the enemy coming back to cause mischief after they left. Since he had accepted this sect, he had to take responsibility for it.

The Desolate Soul Sect's mountain-protecting array held out for only a brief moment before it was breached by Lu Ming, a master of arrays.

“How bold! How dare you attack my Desolate Soul Sect!”

The moment the array shattered, a Unity-stage cultivator soared into the sky.

The pressure of a Unity-stage cultivator instantly filled the area.

Jia Wang and the other disciples couldn't help but look at Lu Ming and the others with worry. Can they really win? After all, the opponent was a Unity-stage cultivator!

Then, under the shocked and worried gazes of Jia Wang and the others, Lu Ming's group excitedly surrounded him.

Even the members of the Guiyi Sword Sect, who were wearing bandit hoods, had excited expressions.

They had already beaten a Unity-stage cultivator to death before. They felt highly experienced and full of confidence.

Seeing Lu Ming and his group rushing forward, the Desolate Soul Sect's Unity-stage cultivator was somewhat bewildered.

He hadn't gone out for a while—had the world really gone this crazy? Soul Transformation cultivators were attacking a Unity-stage cultivator?

He immediately channeled his technique, intending to teach these arrogant fools a lesson. He would show them why the flowers were so red and why a Unity-stage cultivator was called a Unity-stage cultivator!

Who could have expected that as soon as the fight began, the Unity-stage cultivator would be pinned down and thrashed by Lu Ming's group?

The moment he summoned his magical artifact, it was instantly confiscated by the enemy's weapon. In his momentary daze, a strand of sword qi slashed toward him!

Just as he blocked the sword qi, a dog leg kicked him. Then, several golden bricks rained down upon his head.

...

“Fellow Daoist Lu, this feels much easier to fight!”

While beating up the Unity-stage cultivator, Ji Chen even had the leisure to chat with Lu Ming.

“It's highly likely this guy's Unity-stage cultivation is padded!”

Lu Ming also felt that this Desolate Soul Sect Unity-stage cultivator was far inferior to Ye Qingcheng, who had just made her breakthrough! They were simply not on the same level. Fighting Ye Qingcheng had been fraught with danger, nearly ending in their annihilation. Yet, fighting this guy was surprisingly easy.

“You have a point!”

Ji Chen agreed with Lu Ming's view.

Amidst the fighting, analysis, and communication, the Desolate Soul Sect's Unity-stage cultivator was beaten to death by Lu Ming's group. Even in death, he never expected that he would die at the hands of Soul Transformation cultivators.

“Charge!!”

Following the death of the Desolate Soul Sect's Unity-stage cultivator, Jia Wang led the crowd and rushed straight into the Desolate Soul Sect.

The Desolate Soul Sect's Unity-stage and Soul Transformation cultivators were all dead. Although there were many Nascent Soul cultivators left, with Lu Ming and his group present, they easily dealt with them.

When distributing the spoils, Ji Chen still felt a sense of unreality as he stared at the countless spirit stones and natural treasures. Are spirit stones really this easy to earn?

The junior brothers following him were also beaming with joy, furiously scribbling in their little notebooks to record their money-making experiences.

“Reporting to the Great Sect Master, a fleet of spirit boats has appeared outside!”

While Lu Ming and the others were dividing the spoils, Jia Wang rushed in to report.

“Hmm?”

Lu Ming frowned slightly. Could the Desolate Soul Sect's backer have arrived?

At this moment, the two Unity-stage Ancestors of the Danji Sect and Sect Master Shen were also completely dumbfounded as they looked at the Desolate Soul Sect, which was now flying the flag of the “Bandit Sect.”

How did the perfectly fine Desolate Soul Sect suddenly become the Bandit Sect?

“What is going on here?” the Great Ancestor of the Danji Sect inquired.

The Danji Sect Leader scratched his head. “I have no idea! Did the Desolate Soul Sect swap bases with someone else?”

They hadn't received any news of the Desolate Soul Sect being destroyed. But on second thought, that seemed impossible. Why would anyone swap bases for no reason?

“What do we do now?” Sect Master Shen asked, looking at the two Ancestors.

“What else can we do? Go home, of course!” the Great Ancestor of the Danji Sect said grumpily. “For the Desolate Soul Sect to be destroyed in such a short time, it means the opponent's strength is not weak. We cannot afford to provoke them...”

“Besides, just looking at the name of this sect, they are clearly not to be trifled with...”

Hearing the Great Ancestor's words, the Danji Sect Leader deeply agreed. Although he had never heard of the Bandit Sect's name, it didn't affect his judgment.

“Turn around, return to the sect!”

He had already decided to go back and find another easily bullied sect to trouble.

Right at this moment, Lu Ming and his group, who had rushed out, also saw the flag of the Danji Sect.

Lu Ming was delighted. He had been planning to look for them! He hadn't expected them to deliver themselves right to his doorstep!

With a flash, Lu Ming and the others appeared in front of the Danji Sect's spirit boat, cupping their hands in a salute.

“Fellow Daoists of the Danji Sect, please wait!”

The Danji Sect Leader and the two Ancestors exchanged glances, not understanding what the other party meant. Could they be trying to rob them?

Nevertheless, Sect Master Shen walked out of the pavilion on the spirit boat, chuckled, and cupped his hands. “May I ask what business you have, Fellow Daoist?”

“Please come inside my Bandit Sect as guests and have a cup of tea...” Lu Ming said with a smile.

Sect Master Shen's heart skipped a beat. Holy crap, could they be trying to kidnap us?

Looking at the look in Lu Ming's eyes, Sect Master Shen asked cautiously, “Are you... are you trying to kidnap us?”

“Huh?”

This single sentence left Lu Ming completely stunned. Then, he realized that his current attire was indeed rather easy to misunderstand.

Just then, Ji Chen removed his bandit hood and flew over to land beside Lu Ming.

He then cupped his hands toward the Danji Sect Leader. “Greetings, Sect Master Shen. This is my friend. He has a matter he would like to ask for your help with...”

Seeing Ji Chen appear, Sect Master Shen of the Danji Sect was somewhat surprised. All the other Saints and Saintesses were dead, so why was this person here?

However, since he was Ji Chen's friend, there shouldn't be any danger. Still, he felt a bit puzzled in his heart. When did Ji Chen become friends with the people of the Bandit Sect?

“Alright, then let us go have a cup of tea!”

Hearing Sect Master Shen agree, Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh in relief. As long as there was an opportunity to talk, it was fine.

Right then, Sect Master Shen's voice rang out again: “But wait a moment, our Ancestors will be joining us as well!”

Both Lu Ming and Ji Chen were startled, not understanding what the Danji Sect was up to. Why had they even deployed their sect Ancestors?

At that moment, two elderly men dressed in Daoist robes stepped out from the spirit boat.

“Greetings, Seniors!” Lu Ming and Ji Chen hastily bowed in salute.

The Great Ancestor nodded, looked at Ji Chen, and asked, “Where is your Ancestor, the Sword Lunatic?”

Ji Chen replied, “He was in Tiansheng City earlier, but I do not know where he is now.”

The two Ancestors nodded.

Afterward, Lu Ming led the group back to the grand hall of the Desolate Soul Sect. However, it was now the grand hall of the Bandit Sect.

After everyone was seated as host and guests, Lu Ming directly removed the hood from his head.

When the Danji Sect Leader saw Lu Ming's face, his heart leaped. Now that I've seen his true face, could he be planning to silence me?

Glancing at his own two Unity-stage Ancestors, Sect Master Shen put his heart back in his chest.

“Sect Master Shen, let me introduce you. This is the Saint of the Qingshan Sect, Lu Ming!”

“What? The Saint of the Qingshan Sect?!”

Sect Master Shen's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but cry out in shock.

The two Unity-stage Ancestors also looked at Lu Ming with deep surprise. They had never expected this person to be the Saint of the Qingshan Sect.

The fiancé of the Tiansheng Sect's Saintess!