My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

Chapter 394: Chapter 294: The Magnificent World for Thousands of Qian Qiu Chapter 394: Chapter 294: The Magnificent World for Thousands of Qian Qiu Beihuang Dao, You Mountain.

Atop the mountain peak, there seems to be the potential for a heavy rainstorm, with thick ink-like clouds entwining the mountain, making one feel a chill approaching while amidst them.

Ever since the Demon Sect Main Hall had relocated here, the summit of You Mountain had begun to vigorously construct towers, halls, and residences, yet the building of these structures was not something that could be accomplished overnight.

At this moment, the usually bustling Heavenly Demon Hall was eerily silent, as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

The faces of all the experts in the Demon Sect were extremely unsightly, for their sky had collapsed.

Duanmu Xinghua and Ouyang Ping hung their heads low, appearing to have aged decades in an instant.

Who could have thought that the Ghost Swordsman, who had just caused a sensation by slaying the Great Grandmaster Zongzheng Huachun, would suddenly be stopped in his tracks by the Elder of the Ten Directions? This was like a bolt from the blue to everyone in the Demon Sect.

Yu Qiurong’s eyes were bloodshot as she raised her head to look at Li Fuzhou and asked, “Sect Master Li, is there any news of the Sect Hierarch?”

Everyone turned their attention to him. The only pillar of the Demon Sect currently was their Sect Hierarch, Zhao Qingmei, but after her disappearance following An Jing’s death, she vanished from all over the world, leaving the Demon Sect leaderless.

Li Fuzhou shook his head and replied, “No, not the slightest piece of news.”

The Human Sect was the eyes of the Demon Sect. If even Human Sect could not find out anything, it meant that the other four branches and two sects also had no trace of Zhao Qingmei.

You Gai heard this, took a long sigh, and said, “Alas, although that girl doesn’t talk much, she has always been earnest and sincere. If An Jing has indeed perished, knowing her nature…”

At these words, a sense of dread filled the hearts of everyone present.

They were all too familiar with Zhao Qingmei’s character: she was extremely calm and knew how to prioritize in the face of significant matters, but when it came to emotions, she was extremely obsessive, to an incomprehensible degree.

Especially Yu Qiurong, her face turned pale in an instant, void of any color.

Duanmu Xinghua glanced at everyone and slowly said, “At this time of great chaos in the world, we from Outer Heaven still need to consider the future of Outer Heaven and, most importantly, how to handle the relationship with the Great Yan Court.”

“The Great Yan Emperor has sent a secret decree, hoping that Outer Heaven can contribute some manpower to the Martial Arts Academy founded by Great Yan. What do you all think?”

The Demon Sect had attracted many experts and even completely absorbed the Five Gangs Alliance due to An Jing and Zhao Qingmei, making it the largest sect in Great Yan at present.

This behemoth naturally evoked some dread within the Court.

Those present all understood that if An Jing and Zhao Qingmei were still around, the balance could be maintained, but without them, the balance would be lost.

The founding of the Martial Arts Academy was a hook. The establishment aimed to recruit masters from sects all over the world to provide guidance. This included not just the Demon Sect, Zhenyi Sect, and Buddhist sects but even some third-rate sects.

Behind this, there was a deeper meaning: The Great Yan Court intended to absorb the power of the Jianghu, and ultimately these people would be assimilated by the Court, gradually becoming part of it.

What’s more important is that they were also required to submit some of their profound Martial Arts and mental methods.

Clearly, this was a veiled threat.

Looking at the bigger picture, the Martial Arts Academy would grow increasingly influential, while other sects would progressively fade away. Rejection could ultimately diminish the influence of their sects entirely.

After all, when choosing between the Court and a sect, most martial artists would opt for the former over the latter.

Duanmu Xinghua was the first to speak up: “I am not in favor. The Demon Sect has always been independent since ancient times, and our mental methods can only be cultivated by those who join our sect. To now hand these methods over to the Court is indeed against our ancestral teachings.”

Ouyang Ping nodded in agreement. In his eyes, if this continued, it was very likely that the Demon Sect would become a vassal of the Great Yan Dynasty.

The Demon Sect has a long and storied history, being one of the three oldest sects. Long before the founding of the Great Yan Dynasty, the Demon Sect was already one of the most illustrious sects in the world.

Ouyang Ping and Duanmu Xinghua, having spent their whole lives in the Demon Sect, saw it as their home. They took pride in it and naturally were not willing to let the Demon Sect become subordinate to the Great Yan Dynasty.

“This is a mistaken view.”

Yi Daoyun shook his head, “I have heard that the State Preceptor of Great Yan, Xiao Qianqiu, has already agreed to the Martial Arts Academy’s proposal. The status of the Zhenyi Sect in the Great Yan Martial World speaks for itself, which shows that the Martial Arts Academy is what the people want, where everyone converges. We should fight for more resources and obtain greater benefits for our sect within the academy.”

Following Yi Daoyun’s remarks, silence gradually returned to the Heavenly Demon Hall.

Yi Daoyun was not very old, in his forties or under fifty — a prime age in the Jianghu, where he should be at the zenith of his career. Reaching the Grandmaster Realm at that age, he was undoubtedly a pivotal figure for a leading power.

If Duanmu Xinghua belongs to the seasoned faction within the Demon Sect, then Yi Daoyun would be from the faction of young and vigorous members within the sect.

The contradictions between the two powers had been there for some time, with numerous debates and disagreements on how the Demon Sect should develop. However, these issues had been largely hidden under the immense pressure of Zhao Qingmei’s authority before.

But now, with Zhao Qingmei gone, these contradictions have fully ignited, and there’s even a risk that they could escalate.

Duanmu Xinghua turned to Li Fuzhou, “Sect Master Li, what do you think?”

Li Fuzhou, as the leader of the Human Sect, had a very significant influence.

Li Fuzhou spoke slowly, “I agree with what Chief Yi said, if the Sect Hierarch or the son-in-law were here, there would still be room to maneuver with the Court, but now the situation has changed drastically. Both are absent, and if our sect doesn’t cooperate with the Great Yan Dynasty, Zhenyi Sect, and many other Jianghu sects, we will not only become a thorn in the side for the Great Yan Court but also unacceptable to the martial world of Great Yan. I think mutual cooperation would be beneficial to both sides.”

Mutual cooperation would be beneficial to both sides….

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Xinghua’s eyebrows knit tightly; originally, she had wanted Li Fuzhou to take her side, but now it seemed that Li Fuzhou was more inclined to agree with Yi Daoyun.

You Gai sat with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen into a slumber.

For him, the Demon Sect held no sense of belonging, and he was indifferent to power and influence; what he cared about most was into whose hands the Earth Vein Spirit would fall, and what kind of changes would occur in the world.

Lin Tianhai fell silent, beginning to weigh the pros and cons in his mind.

Ouyang Ping’s lips parted slightly, but in the end, he chose not to speak.