Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

73. Master Zhuo Hua

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

Zhuo Hua crouched down and looked at Li, “I have something important to do. You are a good boy, aren’t you? I promise I’ll come back soon.”

Li noticed it was of no use talking to Daddy, so he stopped crying and watched them leaving.

Li stood on tiptoe until they left. He turned around and took Kaka to the back of the peak while saying to himself, “Kaka, let’s go to the back of the peak to catch the spiritual hares. It is easy for you to catch one, so I’ll watch you catch it.”

Kaka rolled its eyes in his arms.

At the same time, the sects invloved were in front of the gate of Muyang Temple.

“Since the major sects have been to Hunsha Mountain six months ago, there has been no sign found of the Demon. Why do they come out again now?”

“And the number of Demons this time is nearly three times more than that of six months ago. That could be half of the former population of the Demon.”

“The disciples stationed in Hunsha Mountain reported that the Demon Lord was also there.”

“They made a scene, just to let us know the Demon Lord is there. By any chance, the Demons are provoking our cultivators.”

“Whatever he is, whether a Demon Lord or something, he will be trounced by Matser Zhuo Hua.”

A few flashes of bright light fell from the sky.

“Look, it’s Master Zhuo Hua.”

All the people who were talking with one another silenced the next moment and turned to look at the people on the high stage.

“Matser Zhuo Hua seems to have finished his in-door training.”

“Ha ha ha, the Demons are doomed.”

“Fellow cultivators,” Qing Yangzi cleared his throat, “Now that my Senior Brother has finished his in-door training, let’s set off now.”

This time, the heads or elders of some sects came to Muyang Temple, gathering at the gate. They had sent disciples to station in Hunsha Mountain respectively.

Therefore, there was no need to prepare anything this time, and a flying boat of Muyang Temple could carry these important figures from various sects to Hunsha Mountain.

One day later in the Hunsha Mountain.

At the gate of Wanlei Sect.

The Sect Leader Mu Fang wiped his sweat, looked at the direction of the horizon and paced back and forth.

He was so anxious for there were full of evil Qi in the Hunsha Mounatin, and some low-level demonic cultivators showed up now and then.

Mu Fang worried that his Wanlei Sect would be the next target of the demonic cultivators. Now, it was only one sect left around Hunsha Mountain, so they were in danger for sure.

Although there were many disciples from major sects all over Hunsha Mountain, as long as he thought about the fact that Hehong Sect was slain under the protection of Elder Ye Ji and others six months ago, Mju Fang felt uneasy. Now, only the top one in the Cultivation World, Master Zhuo Hua, could reassure him.

It had been midday already, but he hadn’t seen even a person yet, so Mu Fang was in a hurry.

‘Anything unexpected happened?’

Mu Fang was about to send a disciple to check.

“Sect Leader, look, is that a flying boat of the Muyang Temple?” The disciple next to him asked with surprise.

Looking into the distance, a small black dot was approaching gradually while getting bigger. It could be seen that it was a flying boat, and people on it could be seen slowly.

When the flying boat got closer, Mu Fang could see that the man headed, clad in white, whose clothes were flying and ruslting in the wind. Even his face, incredibly handsome, had not changed a bit for thousands of years.

Fortunately, such appearance was born in a powerful person like Zhuo Hua, otherwise time would never let go of his appearance.

“Master Zhuo Hua!”

“Look, Master Zhuo Hua is arriving.” Disciples behind Mu Fang exclaimed happily.