Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Chapter 1232: Chapter 343: Running Quests! Clearing Maps!

”Since when has the Cloud Descending Sect become so unreliable?”

”It’s been over forty days, and Wei Yuan and the others still haven’t been killed. It’s already early April, and they haven’t resolved it yet?”

”What can we do? Otherwise, who among us would want to cause trouble for the Cloud Descending Sect now?”

”Not a good idea, is it? First, we have no idea where the Cloud Descending Sect is located, and second, there are still many experts within their sect.”

”So what do we do? Are we just going to let Wei Yuan and the others continue making money? This is our money they’re making!”

”No way!”

”If the two of our sects unite and we still can’t beat the Immortal Robe Pavilion, imagine how many people will laugh at us!”

”Then should we unite?”

”Yes, and even if the Jiangzhou City government finds out about us, so what?”

”The Immortal Robe Pavilion has been destroyed by us. The dead can’t come back to life, and the government wouldn’t dare to do anything to us, right?”

”Exactly.”

”The dead can’t come back to life. The government must be very wise!”

While others were eager for the few at the Immortal Robe Pavilion to die, only to find them stubbornly staying alive, the Grand Elder was quite satisfied.

He initially spent money to have the Cloud Descending Sect help eliminate Yuchi, but they hadn’t succeeded in over a month.

So a few days ago, when he went to Jiangzhou City, he even got compensation from the Cloud Descending Sect.

Though he couldn’t quite grasp the situation, he was pleased nonetheless.

Now that he could both receive compensation from the Cloud Descending Sect and completely wipe out the Immortal Robe Pavilion, it was a sure-fire, no-risk deal. Thinking about how prosperous the Immortal Robe Pavilion was before, the Grand Elder felt incredibly good.

Just as everyone was talking, they suddenly noticed someone walking in. Originally thinking it was a disciple from the sect and ready to scold them for coming over, the person removed their mask. When they saw the face, each one of them became confused and silent.

Because wasn’t that person Yuchi?!

This guy walked into the council hall in black clothes, as relaxed as if he were returning home.

So, why was this?

Why was Yuchi here?!

Seeing all the unfamiliar faces, Yuchi found it amusing: ”Not bad at all, the leaders of another sect are here too.”

”This is good.”

”I can finish dealing with this matter in a short time.”

At this point, one of the sect leaders spoke up, frowning with eyes full of the intimidating pressure characteristic of a cultivator, staring directly at the young man before him: ”Yuchi, you have the audacity to come to our sect, you must be very bold!”

The other elders also wore dark expressions, sitting solidly on either side of the hall, looking at Yuchi standing in the center as if they were looking at a dead man.

Yuchi just smiled and waved his hand, saying: ”You can pretend I’m not here; go ahead and talk. Once you’re done, I have something to say to all of you.”

Everyone: ”...”

You damn it, this is our sect. You come to our sect and tell us to talk first? What, is this your home?!

Yuchi unabashedly grabbed a chair to sit in the center of the hall, smiled, glanced at an unknown old cultivator, took a teapot from beside him, poured himself a cup of tea, and sat among a bunch of dark-faced cultivators.

A certain sect leader, face cold, began questioning:

”Yuchi, what are you really after? Daring to directly break into our sect, in normal times you’d already be a dead man!”

The other cultivators also looked at Yuchi, feeling slightly awkward. It was as if they were badmouthing someone behind their back, only for that person to suddenly show up; even with thick skins, they found it hard to maintain their usual composure.

”Alright then.”

”Since none of you seem inclined to speak now, I’ll just briefly explain the situation.” As such, Yuchi didn’t bother hiding anything.

He began by looking at that sect leader: ”I know you want to wipe out some of the girls from the Immortal Robe Pavilion, and I know you’ve commissioned the Cloud Descending Sect for that. So if possible, I’m willing to become friends with you all, as the past is in the past.”

Everyone: ”...”

Oh my!

Does this guy actually know? How could he know? Is the Cloud Descending Sect this unreliable, letting such things be known by Yuchi?

The atmosphere was even more awkward now; it was no longer just talking bad about someone and being caught. It was as if sharpening a knife ready to kill someone, only for that person to materialize out of nowhere. So now, should they continue with the plan or what?

The two sect leaders briefly exchanged glances, then one spoke coldly: