Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 297 Rely on yourself

"Disciple, obey."

Xiang Yu knelt down on one knee, calling himself a disciple, and responded with a fanatical look on his face.

After being converted, he already regarded Zhao Xuan as the supreme being.

No matter what Zhao Xuan said, he would obey without hesitation, even if it cost his life.

The scary thing is that in his mind, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with this, but takes it for granted.

Other than that, everything is the same as before being converted.

It's just that the conditions for being converted are quite harsh and require the wholehearted cooperation of the person being converted.

Zhao Xuan said calmly: "Go ahead, I'll watch you from behind."

Xiang Yu nodded slightly, stood up suddenly, and went straight to Tianmo Mountain, the headquarters of the Six Hells Demon Sect.

He waved his hand to summon his eldest son, Xiang Ying, the deputy master of the Six Hells Demon Sect, who was in charge of the overall situation of the Demon Sect in his absence, and ordered:

"I have issued an order from the Demon Lord to order the six sects of the Demonic Path, from the sect master to the ordinary disciples, to go to the Demonic Mountain to pay homage to me within ten days. I will ask them to do something if I have something to do."

"Anyone who doesn't come will be regarded as a traitor and a member of the devil's path. Everyone will find him and punish him."

Xiang Ying was stunned when he heard this, and asked cautiously: "Dare you ask father, what is the specific matter?"

"If you just have something to give, just summon the elders of the six sects. If my father wants to unify the demonic path, reaching the level of the inner sect's true disciple is enough."

"Ordinary disciples are like grass and mustard, mowing one crop after another, and calling them is useless."

The Demonic Way has been suppressed too hard by Zhenwu Sect and Qingcheng Mountain in recent years, and it has long lost its glory days.

In order to survive and not become second-rate, or even become extinct, some people proposed the idea of ​​"recruiting disciples regardless of talent" as early as thirty years ago.

This idea was unanimously approved by the top leaders of the Six Demonic Sects.

As a result, in just 20 to 30 years, the six sects recruited more than one million disciples.

Most of them were either killed by the Zhenwu Sect and Qingcheng Mountain to eliminate demons and defend the Tao, or they became the furnaces and materials for the middle and upper levels of the Demon Sect to practice.

The rest are mixed, but there are still hundreds of thousands.

The true backbone of the elite can survive even to the death with 10,000 or 20,000 people left.

In Xiang Ying's view, to drive the six sects to do things, it is enough to capture their sect leaders and elders.

To annex the six sects, all it takes is the outstanding true disciples of the inner sect. There is no need to go to war and recruit everyone.

Xiang Yu didn't even look at Xiang Ying, and said in a tone that left no room for doubt: "I'm not discussing this with you."

An aura of long-standing dominance emerged spontaneously.

Xiang Ying lowered his head: "It can be discussed."

Only then did Xiang Yu look at Xiang Ying, and his tone was cold: "Where do you have the courage to disobey me?"

"Is it because you are my son and I feel that tigers are poisonous and cannot eat their own children, so I am reluctant to kill you?"

"Or have you been in charge of the Six Hells Demon Sect for many years as the deputy sect leader, and the subordinates are all your people, so deeply rooted that I don't dare to kill you?"

When he said this, he already had murderous intentions.

It should be noted that it was Zhao Xuan’s order to summon everyone from the Six Demonic Sects.

Now, if Zhao Xuan gives an order, he can even take his own life, let alone his son's?

Xiang Ying raised his head and looked at Xiang Yu without fear: "Father guessed wrong, it's not the case."

"Why can't tigers eat their children? Children are not so naive. You have twenty-eight sons, so what's the big deal if you lose one?"

"You are a demon king with a great reputation. You will not be merciful because your child is the oldest and most accomplished one."

"The so-called deep-rootedness of the Six Hell Demon Sect is all due to the big tree like you. Without your support, the tree will fall and the monkeys will scatter in an instant."

"When you give an order, they will immediately turn against you and use their children's heads to please you and show their loyalty to you."

"The child has to rely on himself."

He took a step forward, looking proud.

A great master's momentum rose into the sky.

Strength is what he truly relies on.

Xiang Yu was stunned when he saw this, and then laughed: "Hahahaha."

"On your own? Are you going to laugh me to death? How dare you be so arrogant in front of me at the level of a mere grandmaster?"

He really didn't expect that Xiang Yu had the confidence to challenge him because he was secretly promoted to the Grand Master level.

Times have changed, doesn’t he know?

Xiang Yu slowly stretched out a hand and pressed it down in the air. Xiang Ying's momentum soaring into the sky was like a candle in the wind, shaking and about to be extinguished.

The whole person was directly pressed to his knees, and his knees hit the bluestone floor hard, making two craters.

He was immediately dumbfounded.

"Impossible, both are at the Grand Master level, how can there be such a huge gap in strength, as different as clouds and mud?"

He thought that he had the strength to challenge Xiang Yu, and even if he was slightly inferior, he could take the opportunity to remove the word "vice" and become a veritable leader of the Six Prisons Demon Sect.

Anyway, Xiang Yu hasn't been in charge of things for so many years. It's the same with or without him. It's better to give up his position instead of occupying the latrine.

Xiang Yu said slowly: "Of course not if we are both in the Grand Master realm, but I am no longer in the Grand Master realm."

He joked: "Let me see, how can you rely on yourself?"

Xiang Ying looked ashamed and gloomy.

"Successful king or defeated bandit, please father, for the sake of father and son, please give your child a happy life."

He understands Xiang Yu and is arbitrary and will never allow anyone to challenge his authority, not even his own son.

So he must die.

But as he said, if father and son are together, he can suffer less humiliation and pain.

"Don't you ever want to survive?"

Xiang Yu's answer was beyond Xiang Ying's expectation.

He asked in disbelief: "Father won't kill me?"

Xiang Yu took back his hand and said lazily: "Hurry up and do what I just asked you to do. Once you do it, I will spare you."

"If you don't do it right, I will just chop you into pieces, but I won't let you die happily."

If it had been before, he would have slapped Xiang Ying to death if he dared to challenge him.

It's different now. He needs Xiang Ying to help him complete Zhao Xuan's instructions.

So Xiang Ying can be tolerated to survive.

In his mind, what Zhao Xuan ordered was above all else.

Xiang Ying regained his desire to survive and said quickly: "Please rest assured, father, the child will definitely handle this matter beautifully."

Before, I thought I was going to die, so I wanted to be happy.

Since there is a chance of survival, he must firmly grasp it.

He kowtowed three times and left in a hurry.

I was afraid that Xiang Yu would regret it.

After he left, Xiang Yu bowed respectfully to Zhao Xuan: "The disciple has ordered us to go down. In a month at most, your Majesty will be able to see all the demonic disciples."

Zhao Xuan replied lightly: "Okay."

The third incarnation stayed directly in Tianmo Mountain, meditating on Buddhist scriptures, and waiting for hundreds of thousands of disciples of the demonic path to arrive from all directions.

As time passes little by little.

Hundreds of thousands of people gathered in Tianmo Mountain, and it was quite lively at first glance.

The various forces that noticed the strange movement of the devil couldn't help but send spies to find out the truth.

At the expiration of one month, the third incarnation, accompanied by Xiang Yu, climbed to the top of the Tianmo Mountain and sat cross-legged.

Xiang Yu then commanded the senior officials of the Six Demonic Sects to take their disciples and sit in different areas on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain, facing the top of the mountain.

He carefully selected a law enforcement team that traveled around to maintain order. If anyone acted inappropriately, they would be scolded or beheaded on the spot.

everything's ready.

The third incarnation spoke: "This is what I heard..."

As soon as it came out, there was an uproar.

Some people couldn't help but cursed: "Where did you come from, you bald donkey, get out of here."

As soon as the noise started, Xiang Yu released the pressure from the Yin Shen Realm.

For a moment, there was silence, except for the continuous sound of the third incarnation chanting sutras.

White lotuses flew out from the mouth of the third incarnation, flew into the air, turned into a rain of flowers, and fell on every demon sect disciple.

As the white lotus entered the body, some disciples with lower cultivation levels clasped their hands together and said: "Great Emperor of Immeasurable Zhenwu."

(End of this chapter)