Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples

This is the rule of the Demon Sect: the strong are revered.

Even though he was Foundation Establishment Sixth-Layer, in front of a Late Period Puppet Master, he still didn’t dare act rashly.

"Enough, I don’t have time to listen to your nonsense."

The Smiling Face Puppet waved his hand, his gaze turning toward the direction of the secret chamber’s entrance, his tone playful,

"They’re here already... In order to slip past the Divine Sense of that Golden Core True Man from Lingyin Sect, I spent quite a bit of effort to sneak in."

"In a bit, I’ll be the one to deal with Bai Susu. As for the rest..."

He glanced at the black-robed man,

"You can handle it, right?"

"Y-Yes! Yes!"

The black-robed man responded in a hurry.

As soon as he finished speaking.

Rumble——!!!

An earth-shattering boom erupted. The secret chamber’s Array, along with the surrounding walls, shattered in an instant like paper!

Violent Sword Qi, wrapped in moonlight, poured in like the Milky Way overturning from the heavens.

Amid billowing dust, two figures stepped on rubble and ruins, slowly entering.

At their head was a young girl in a light-cyan Taoist Robe, golden hair dancing wildly under surging Spiritual Pressure. Her Flying Sword revolved around her, its cold light biting and unapproachable.

Behind her, a man in a green robe stood with hands clasped behind his back. Though he had not drawn his sword, the deep, abyss-like aura about him was impossible to ignore.

"Finally willing to show yourself?"

Seeing Bai Susu, the black-robed man felt old and new hatred surge up. He fixed her with a cold stare and barked,

"Bai Susu! That day you killed my Dao companion Mei Suxin—today is the day you pay for that blood debt with your life!"

"Hm?"

Bai Susu slightly furrowed her brows, her face full of bafflement.

She tilted her head, looking at the black-robed man as if he were an idiot,

"Your Dao companion? Who? Mei Suxin? What’s that got to do with me?"

The black-robed man roared in fury: "You still dare quibble!"

"Fine."

Bai Susu casually twirled her sword in a flower, speaking offhandedly,

"You want revenge? Want to kill me? Beat my subordinate first, then we’ll talk."

As she spoke, she lifted her chin slightly, indicating Chen Ye behind her.

"What?!"

The black-robed man trembled all over with rage.

This damned girl actually looked down on him so much!

She was actually letting a Foundation Establishment Early Stage pretty boy who only knows how to live off a woman’s support humiliate him!

Wait... this person’s aura is off, seems he broke through recently?

On the surface Bai Susu appeared calm and relaxed, but in secret she solemnly sent a voice transmission to Chen Ye:

"Chen Ye, be careful."

"That gray-robed man is the Smiling Face Puppet from the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect, Late Period Foundation Establishment, with bizarre methods. I’ll take him."

"That fellow in the black robe is Foundation Establishment Sixth-Layer, not easy to deal with. You... just try to hold him off."

"Don’t force a head-on clash, just stall him! Once I’m done with that Puppet Master, I’ll immediately come help you! Remember, staying alive comes first!"

Hearing this, Chen Ye’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Foundation Establishment Sixth-Layer, huh... If it were in the past, this would indeed have been a deadly assignment.

But now, he was already in the Middle Period of Foundation Establishment!

All kinds of Techniques had been cultivated to the peak, he had all sorts of top-grade Magical Treasures in hand, and even a Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer Vine King to assist him—he might not necessarily be the weaker one!

He gave an almost imperceptible nod and replied via voice transmission: "Alright, True Inheritor, rest easy. You be careful as well!"

"The Ten Thousand Puppet Sect... really never gives up their villainous schemes!"

Bai Susu let out a cold shout, a myriad strands of Sword Qi spreading out, shooting straight at the gray-robed Puppet Master!

"Hahaha... you’ve come at just the right time!"

The Smiling Face Puppet let out a strange laugh and waved both hands. Several corpses with grinning faces, eyes wide open in death, blocked in front of him, clashing into a chaotic melee with Bai Susu.

The two of them shot straight into the sky as they fought. Neither dared underestimate the other, and thus had no mind to spare any effort on other Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

This place was now left with only Chen Ye and the black-robed Cultivator, his face twisted with ferocity.

As for the few small fry who had been scared witless, they were of no consequence. Even the Stone Mirror Chairman, at Foundation Establishment First Layer, had no ability to intervene in their Magical Battle.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The black-robed Cultivator laughed in extreme rage, glaring fixedly at Chen Ye,

"Since that girl is so eager to die, I’ll crush you, this little ant, first, then go take her head!"

"Kid, remember this in your next life: living off a woman’s support... isn’t that easy!"

The black-robed Cultivator’s figure blurred, turning into a sky full of blood shadows that came crashing down toward Chen Ye.

Living off a woman’s support?

Chen Ye flew into a rage!

This guy was spouting complete nonsense!

Living off a woman’s support is obviously great!