noveltune Chapter 388 - 239: Boarding Battle
Chapter 388 - 239: Boarding Battle
Two days later, a Demon Sect Flying Boat sped in from the distance, abruptly stopping above the encampment.
They had come to load the Demon Army from the encampment into the ship’s hold and transport them to the front lines of the Nine Nether Profound Separation Demon Extermination Array.
Several Inner Sect Disciples of the Eastern Demon Sect stood on the deck of the Flying Boat. Dressed in Profound Robes embroidered with all sorts of Demon Patterns in Golden Thread, they gazed down at the Demon Army below, which swarmed like ants in tightly packed clusters.
"Elder Jin is furious again. He killed three junior brothers in a row."
An Inner Sect Disciple with a grim expression said with a hint of trepidation.
The war was not going well. The Western Continent Cultivators were far more troublesome than anticipated, leading Elder Jin Xuan to vent his anger on his Inner Sect Disciples.
The slightest mistake would get them killed, their flesh and blood fed to his snakes.
This made all the Inner Sect Disciples walk on eggshells, serving him with extreme caution, not daring to be careless in the slightest. They were terrified of accidentally displeasing Elder Jin Xuan.
"Why aren’t the disciples for the handover here yet? Such dereliction of duty... aren’t they afraid of the Elder’s punishment?"
another Inner Sect Disciple said, quite displeased.
To them, the Inner Sect Disciples, this Demon Realm was like a personal paradise, especially after the threatening High Tier Celestial Demons had all been slain and scattered.
With their considerable Power, these Inner Sect Disciples had virtually no rivals left in the Demon Realm. They could Banish the Low-level Celestial Demons at will.
One of the Inner Sect Disciples who had been killed by Elder Jin Xuan’s Curse had abandoned his post, hoping to capture some Celestial Demons. He ended up being devoured by ten thousand snakes.
His face ashen, he dispatched an Outer Disciple on a Flying Spiritual Artifact to go down and demand an explanation.
A moment later, the Outer Disciple returned on his Flying Spiritual Artifact.
"Reporting to Junior Martial Uncle Xing, the Ox Power Demons below say that Junior Martial Uncle Zhang took the disciples and the Dragon Power Demons out yesterday. They didn’t say when they would be back."
Junior Martial Uncle Xing’s expression instantly turned sharp.
"Hmph. Such dereliction of duty. I’ll be sure to report this to Elder Jin Xuan and let him properly deal with them!"
Hearing his words, the others on the deck immediately broke into malicious smiles.
Given Elder Jin Xuan’s temper these days, if he found out about this, those few would suffer a fate worse than death.
The Outer Disciple spoke again:
"The Ox Power Demons on the ground are getting restless. They want to board the Flying Boat first."
The Inner Sect Disciples exchanged a look and didn’t show much suspicion.
"Let them come up. The war effort is urgent. At the appointed hour, we must rendezvous with the fleet. If we keep waiting for Junior Brother Li and the others and miss the deadline, we’ll all face the Elder’s punishment,"
said Junior Martial Uncle Xing, who was in command.
Elder Jin Xuan had set the time for departure at a quarter past 7:00 AM. If they were late and missed the rendezvous, every Cultivator present would suffer the consequences.
"As you command!"
The Demon Cultivators on the Flying Boat immediately deactivated the Restriction, lowered their altitude, and opened the side hatch.
The Ox Power Demons swarmed through the hatch and into the hold.
"Hmph. Just like Ox Power Demons—truly stupid. So eager to rush to their deaths."
Seeing how eager the Ox Power Demons were, Junior Martial Uncle Xing couldn’t help but say coldly.
At the current rate of the campaign against the Western Continent Cultivators, these Ox Power Demons would all be expended on the battlefield in another two waves.
"These Ox Power Demons are dull and ignorant. The reward of fresh meat must have worked. It seems Senior Brother Zhang’s trip outside the Demon Realm to capture some live food wasn’t in vain."
The Inner Sect Disciples chatted idly on the deck while waiting for all the Ox Power Demons to board the Flying Boat.
"Speaking of which, the Power of the Western Continent Cultivators is much greater than the rumors suggested. Senior Brother Zhang had planned to destroy the ancestral lands of a Foundation Establishment Clan and capture some Cultivators to reward these Celestial Demons. But who would have thought an insignificant Foundation Establishment Clan would actually have two Tier Two Arrays, linked together as a Chain Array? Even Senior Brother Zhang suffered a small setback because of it."
They could understand if the Cultivators from the Major Sects of the Western Continent possessed extraordinary Power, but for a minor Foundation Establishment Clan to be able to resist an attack from a Flying Boat was truly shocking to them.
Junior Martial Uncle Xing felt a tinge of frustration at the thought.
’If we use the Nine Nether Profound Separation World Creation Array and still can’t break through the Western Continent Cultivators’ Grand Array, I’m afraid we’ll all be stripped of our status as Inner Sect Disciples when we return to the Eastern Demon Sect.’
The thought filled Junior Martial Uncle Xing with anxiety.
They had fought and killed their way through countless martial brothers to achieve their current status. If they lost their positions as Inner Sect Disciples, the enemies they had made in the past would never pass up the chance to kick them while they were down.
"Why aren’t Junior Brother Li and the others back yet?"
The impatience on Junior Martial Uncle Xing’s face deepened. If they waited any longer, they might miss the rendezvous.
Just then, an Outer Disciple led a few Ox Power Demons onto the Flying Boat.
"Junior Martial Uncle Xing, they say they have something important to report!"
The Outer Disciple bowed respectfully and stood to the side. The few Ox Power Demons, however, stood there carelessly, looking boorish and rude, and reeking of a pungent odor.
Several of the Inner Sect Disciples frowned.
"What is there to report? Spit it out!"
Junior Martial Uncle Xing said with considerable impatience.
"Mage, I have something to report."
The Ox Power Demon took two steps forward.
"Wait. Just stand there and speak."
A flicker of vigilance sparked in Junior Martial Uncle Xing’s heart. He wouldn’t have been able to climb to a high position in the treacherous and deceitful Eastern Demon Sect without having some unique strengths of his own.