novelzi Chapter 180 Handle It Yourself!
Chapter 180 Handle It Yourself!
If not for his understanding of Zhou Mubai, Zhou Minghao might have thought Zhou Mubai was lying.
How could a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator possess such strength?
Luis wasn't even a sword cultivator, yet his power was overwhelming and completely uncharacteristic. A Foundation Establishment cultivator nearly bridging the gap to contend with a Half-Step Golden Core? It defied common sense.
Even Zhou Mubai, with all his talent, could barely hold his own against a Golden Core cultivator. It was impossible for him to fight back and forth on equal footing with such an opponent.
"Everyone, the reply from Qianyuan Sword Sect has arrived."
Zhou Minghao's words immediately captured the attention of everyone in the hall, including Luis.
In recent days, the Zhou family cultivators had been on edge after learning that God Killer Shen Jue might still be alive. The Shen Jue Rebellion had left scars on the Zhou family, and its devastation was well-documented in their clan records.
"Clan leader," an elder seated near the bottom of the hall bowed respectfully. "What did Qianyuan Sword Sect say in response?"
"Dispose of it yourself!" Zhou Minghao replied curtly.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
"...This?"
The room fell into stunned silence. The elders exchanged confused glances.
What exactly did "dispose of it yourself" mean?
Was Qianyuan Sword Sect washing their hands of the matter, leaving Guang'an Prefecture and the Cangzhou cultivators to fend for themselves?
Zhou Mubai and Luis both frowned.
Given their understanding of Qianyuan Sword Sect, it was highly unlikely the sect would outright abandon them.
Unless... they had a bigger plan in mind—a long game to catch a bigger fish.
The two exchanged knowing looks, arriving at the same conclusion.
If Shen Jue remained hidden behind the scenes, would the Qianyuan Sword Sect send a few Nascent Soul True Lords to Guang'an Prefecture to take control of the situation?
At the very least, they could suppress this corpse chaos.
But solving the immediate crisis would not address the root problem: Master Shen Jue himself.
Simply suppressing the chaos caused by the corpses in Guang'an Prefecture would undoubtedly be only a temporary solution. It wouldn't address the root cause of the problem.
In this situation, the best strategy would be to divide the battle into two fronts: light and dark.
The cultivators of Guang'an Prefecture would fight openly against the corpse servants refined by Shen Jue. Meanwhile, the secret forces arranged by Qianyuan Sword Sect would lie in wait, ready to strike when Shen Jue inevitably revealed himself.
Only by capturing the mouse that had been hiding for four hundred years could the problem of Master Shen Jue truly be resolved.
Zhou Minghao understood this deeper strategy. Zhou Mubai understood it, and so did Luis.
But the Zhou family's elders seemed oblivious, their faces filled with indignation and outrage.
Luis couldn't help but feel a deep sense of admiration for the person who had devised this plan within Qianyuan Sword Sect.
Only with convincing performances could you catch big fish.
Whenever he found himself in a desperate situation, the God Killer Shen Jue could always rely on the magic weapons inherited from the immortals to survive and escape with his life.
It left everyone feeling utterly helpless.
It seems now that the Qianyuan Sword Sect only managed to seriously injure him back then—they neither captured nor killed him.
Zhou Minghao noticed the hesitation among the elders, and his expression darkened.
"Why? You were arguing so fiercely just now, but now you've all gone silent? Are you scared to death?"
Hearing this provocation, how could the Zhou family elders remain silent?
One elder stepped forward and declared loudly, "If I, Zhou Mingyue, am afraid of death, may I be struck down by thunderbolts!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A muffled rumble of thunder echoed through the hall.
Zhou Mingyue had made a solemn oath in public, a declaration that could not be taken lightly.
His boldness sparked a wave of emotion in the hall.
One by one, the elders stood up, their voices rising in unison:
"No regrets even if I die! At worst, I'll fight to the end!"
"Exactly! Fight them!"
"What's there to fear? I survived the dangers at Zhennan Pass. How could I be afraid of a few undead creatures? What a joke!"
"Precisely!"
The hall erupted with shouts of determination.
Zhou Minghao observed the fiery resolve in their eyes and couldn't help but feel pleased.
Good acting! Great acting!
Their emotions and expressions perfectly embodied the spirit of those ready to lay down their lives.
Zhou Minghao nodded in approval.
Outside the hall, Luis turned to Zhou Mubai and said, "It'll take at least a month to notify the fellow Daoists in Guang'an Prefecture, and probably several more months to form the coalition.
I have to return home first. If I don't, I'll never stop worrying."
Zhou Mubai understood Luis's concern and offered reassurance.
"Brother Luis, don't worry. The Zhao family's territory lies to the right of my Lingbei Island, and your Hartmann family's Hartmann Island is to the left. Even if someone wanted to reach your family, they'd have to get past mine first!"
Luis nodded but remained resolute. "Even so, if I don't go back, I'll feel uneasy. And if I'm uneasy, I can never be at peace."
Realizing he couldn't persuade Luis to stay, Zhou Mubai simply bowed and said, "Take care on your journey, Brother Luis."
"Thank you. You take care as well, Brother Zhou."
With that, Luis turned into a beam of light and flew off Lingbei Island, disappearing into the horizon.