After the Patriarch made the arrangements, the various Halls started to get busy.
Of course, as the pillar of the Sect of All Times, Jun Changxiao would not be idle for tea, because he still had to bring back the remaining soldiers from the Demonic Territory.
"Girl, let's go."
"Okay."
Without even resting, Jun Changxiao took Yao Mengying to the ancient warship and flew out of the sect.
No one could enter the Demonic Territory, so why waste energy?
The reason was that the stream of light in the west dissipated, which might mean that the Demon Ancestor was resurrected, so they had to bring back all the soldiers as soon as possible to prevent any unforeseen events.
Needless to say.
Jun Changxiao's worries were not unfounded.
After the Demon Ancestor was resurrected, he did not immediately go into seclusion to recuperate, but instead, he thought about how to enter the Demonic Territory.
"That girl has fused with my physique, so she will definitely need time to adapt, so I have to get ahead of her and control the million Demonic Army!"
Sigh.
Poor guy.
He was still fantasizing about how no one would dare to disobey him with a wave of his arm.
…
"Whoosh!"
In the Demonic Territory, Yao Mengying brought Jun Changxiao in again.
As usual, 20,000 Demonic Army soldiers were kept in the Tianyuan Prison Pagoda, then sent to the Sect of All Times.
Erya, Zhao Doudou, and Dai Lü were depressed. 20,000 of them came in and 20,000 of them went out. At least let them torture them for a while to satisfy their cravings.
"Impossible … impossible …"
The Buried Moon Pavilion Branch Leader, who was tied up, looked at the two to three meters tall soldiers wearing excellent armor, his eyes flashing with disbelief.
He and his organization had been working hard to unseal the Demonic Territory and awaken the Demonic Army sealed in it. Now that they suddenly appeared in front of them in batches, it was definitely unimaginable.
Because the Tianyuan Prison Pagoda was used for the transfer, in the next half a month, soldiers were sent to the Ancient Immortal Mountain one after another without being known by the world.
Of course.
The entire Upper Realm was not in the mood to care about the Sect of All Times, because they were all discussing whether the Demon Ancestor was resurrected.
"That's not right."
In the extreme cavern, Masato Kitano was puzzled. "If the Demon Ancestor is resurrected, he should take action. Why hasn't he done anything in the past half a month?"
"It's better if there's no movement."
Zhenren Tonggu rolled his eyes and said, "Do you still want to watch the Upper Realm fall into chaos?"
"Ai."
Masato Kitano shook his head. "I'm afraid this is the calm before the storm."
The resurrection of the Demonic Ancestor had nothing to do with the Itinerant Cultivators. After all, it was the Top Ten Celestial Sects and various clans that destroyed the Demonic Tribe. However, if they were to cause a ruckus, they would inevitably be implicated. Hence, they hoped that the world would be peaceful.
"Don't think too much."
Zhenren Tonggu placed a chess piece down and said, "Everything has its own set of rules. All we can do is wait and see."
"Even so."
"But …"
Masato Kitano roared, "You bastard, you secretly switched the pieces again!"
…
"Strange."
In the palace of the Ling Yao Wonderland, the stooped old man was puzzled. "The black light has dissipated for half a month. If the Demon Ancestor is resurrected, why hasn't there been any movement?"
Seated on the throne, Empress Ling Yao said, "He should be very weak after being resurrected. Perhaps he's recuperating."
"My lord."
The stooped old man said, "The Realm Hall has summoned you several times. Are you still not going?"
"This empress is following their orders to hunt down the traitor Gu Zhaoxi."
"…"
Whoosh!
Empress Ling Yao stood up and said, "Master has arranged a ten-year promise for me. If there's nothing else, do not disturb this empress' closed-door cultivation."
"My lord."
The stooped old man said, "Jun Changxiao is not that strong. Why take him so seriously?"
Empress Ling Yao stopped and said, "In the Upper Realm, anyone can be underestimated, but not him. Otherwise, Jin Hao would not have lost to him twice."
"…"
The stooped old man's expression became serious.
Jun Changxiao had severely injured Jin Hao as soon as he ascended. Then, he tortured Jin Hao in the Ironwood Forest. This Jun Changxiao was indeed not to be underestimated. Who knows, he might even be qualified to fight against their lord on the day of the battle.
…
Two months later.
Jun Changxiao finally brought the million Mowang soldiers back to the Sect of All Times.
Li Qingyang and Pei Qi were not idle either. They built barracks, drill grounds, and other facilities for them to live in.
"Phew!"
Jun Changxiao leaned against the chair in the study and let out a sigh of relief. "Finally, they're all here!"
20,000 a day.
Running back and forth and lying down.
However, this was worth it.
A million Revolving Core Realm cultivators were all placed in the Ancient Immortal Mountain. This gave him a lot of confidence!
"Sword Mystic Sect, Sword Mystic Sect." Jun Changxiao propped his legs on the table and said proudly, "Come at me if you dare!"
"…"
The System was speechless. "If you have the ability, go and make a fuss in front of the True Sect and Dao Sect. Vent your anger on the Mystic Sect. What kind of hero are you?"
…
As the million Mowang soldiers could be directly controlled by Yao Mengying, Jun Changxiao did not let them enter the sect after bringing them back. After all … there were too many people.
Of course.
The five men and four women could not escape. Ghost Eight Generals could not escape.
"Pa!"
"Pa!"
After the sect seal was placed, the number of disciples in the Sect of All Times increased from 100001 to 100018.
Speaking of which, ever since he ascended to the Upper Realm, the sect did not recruit many disciples. It seemed that Sun Mucheng was the only one. (The word 'seemed' meant that the author was not sure if he had missed anything.)
Of course.
It was related to Jun Changxiao's development strategy.
The Main Storyline Mission in the Upper Realm only required the sect to reach the Immortal level. However, there was no limit to the number of disciples. Therefore, he preferred to go the elite route. After all, one more disciple meant one more resource consumption.
"Count Mengying in."
Jun Changxiao said, "Our Sect of All Times has a total of nine Truth Seeking Realm cultivators. We should be worthy of being a Xuan-level sect, right?"
"Not worthy," the System said.
"Why?"
"Because the host is too weak."
These words stabbed Jun Changxiao's heart hard.
According to the assessment of the sects in the Falling Star Continent, if the Patriarch's cultivation did not meet the requirements, it would definitely be difficult for him to increase his level. Fortunately, Gou Sheng had cheated all the way and did not drag the sect down.
Now, it was dragging it down.
"No."
Jun Changxiao said, "I need to confirm the level of the Xuan-level sect."
The sects in the Upper Realm did not have a certification agency, so it was impossible to determine what was qualified. However, he could use other sects as a reference. For example, he could go to the Sword Mystic Sect or the Sword Mystic Sect.
"Girl!"
Jun Changxiao said telepathically, "Hurry up and let the Ghost Eight Generals cultivate the Hidden Cultivation Technique. Then, follow me to visit the Xuan-level sect!"
The five men and four women who had lost their Connate Demonic Bodies were just demonic cultivators. They would not arouse suspicion if they were brought out. However, the eight generals could not because they were members of the Mowang Clan. They had to suppress their pure demonic energy at all times and not be discovered.
Someone asked.
What about their height?
As long as the demonic energy was completely suppressed, it would not be a problem. After all, even basketball players could grow to more than two meters tall. Wasn't it normal for humans to have a few tall people?
What about their appearance?
It was fine. There was still the face-changing mask.
To put it bluntly, there were experts at the Truth Seeking Realm in the sect. If he did not go out and have some fun, Jun Changxiao would feel uncomfortable.
…
Deng! Deng!
Deng! Deng!
One day, under the heroic background music, Jun Changxiao walked out of the hall with a mink coat and sunglasses.
Yao Mengying stood on the martial arts field in a tight black suit. Behind her, eight Truth Seeking Realm Ghost Generals stood in a row in black suits with their hands behind their backs.
This scene was very social.
Swish!
Jun Changxiao raised his hand and glanced at the XX brand watch from Switzerland. He said, "The time is just right. Let's go!"
Under the gaze of the upper echelons and disciples, Gou Sheng led Yao Mengying, the Ghost Eight Generals, and the five men and four women onto the Ancient Battlefield. Then, they flew out of the Aeon Immortal Mountain and toward the Sword Mystic Sect.
From the looks of it, it was really hard to understand whether they were going to visit or settle old scores.
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