Chapter 497: The Traitor (Patreon)

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Wang Hong tried to struggle for a moment, relaxing slightly. Fortunately, this formation was independent of the Mountain Valley Protection Formation. It seemed that Fang Xuan didn't have the authority to activate the Large Formation.

Fang Xuan, who was guarding the passage, naturally recognized Wang Hong and Sloppy Old Daoist. He looked at them with a surprised expression on his face and manipulated the formation to restrain them.

"Wang Hong, Uncle Chu! I never expected you two to grace us with your presence! What a pleasant surprise!" Fang Xuan exclaimed with delight.

Fang Xuan was the grandson of the former Black Tortoise Hall Master of the Qingxu Sect. He had once planned to seize Wang Hong's assets in Mountain Valley. After his plans were exposed, he had been hiding within the sect and hadn't crossed paths with Wang Hong since then.

This time, he was following his grandfather's orders to guard the passage and wait for his former sectmates to fall into their trap.

"You didn't expect this, did you? My grandfather is a brilliant strategist; he had already guessed that someone might sneak in while the higher-ups were away. I've been waiting here for you for several days," Fang Xuan said, brimming with reverence when he mentioned the Qing Fox Demon Clan.

"Seems like even after betraying the sect, you're quite loyal to the current master!" Wang Hong couldn't help but sneer. The sect had invested resources in nurturing them and yet, these individuals not only lacked gratitude but also turned their backs on the sect when it mattered most. Such ungrateful and treacherous people were not deserving of respect.

Fang Xuan seemed oblivious to Wang Hong's sarcasm and continued proudly, "Capturing you two will certainly earn me great merit. If the higher-ups are pleased, I might even have a chance at entering the Core Building! I should thank both of you."

Just when Fang Xuan was basking in his small victory and feeling overly confident, two Poisonous Bees quietly approached him.

These two Poisonous Bees were both at the second tier of strength and were released by Wang Hong to scout the path before entering the passage.

At that time, Fang Xuan hadn't paid much attention to these two Poisonous Bees, fearing that they might alert him. Therefore, he didn't take any action against them.

However, as the two Poisonous Bees closed in and were about to attack him, Fang Xuan suddenly realized that they possessed second-tier strength. Startled, he quickly summoned a Flying Sword and slashed at one of the Poisonous Bees.

The Flying Sword struck the Poisonous Bee, producing a clang similar to metal collision. The Poisonous Bee tumbled in the air, appearing a bit disoriented as if it had a dizzy head. Nevertheless, it continued to wobble and headed towards Fang Xuan.

Meanwhile, the other Poisonous Bee had already reached Fang Xuan and started biting fiercely at the protective Light Screen around him.

Wang Hong and Sloppy Old Daoist, who were restrained by the formation, were observing the situation using their Divine Sense. Occasionally, they communicated through Divine Sense and occasionally commented on the formation itself.

Both of them were accomplished in the field of three-tier formations, so breaking this formation wasn't overly challenging for them.

At this moment, they managed to free one of their hands from the restraints simultaneously, regaining some mobility.

"Senior Brother Chu, how about a competition to see who can break this formation first?" Wang Hong suggested.

"Ah, I'm an old man already. I can't match Junior Brother Wang," Sloppy Old Daoist sighed but his hand movements accelerated significantly.

Both of them used their fingers as pens, drawing runes in the air and then inserting them into the formation.

As the runes were inserted, the spiritual energy within the formation began to boil vigorously and churn violently.

Fang Xuan, who had been struggling with the two Poisonous Bees and was clearly at a disadvantage, was now frightened. He realized that he couldn't afford to stay any longer. These were two Golden Core Cultivators, and his current physical condition couldn't withstand their attacks.

While fleeing, he shouted about the enemy's presence. He had sent secret messages for reinforcements multiple times earlier, but no one had come to his aid so far.

As Wang Hong and Sloppy Old Daoist were about to break free from their restraints, a streak of rainbow light approached their location.

The rainbow light arrived, revealing the form of a third-tier Qing Fox.

"You useless trash!" the Qing Fox exclaimed, kicking Fang Xuan away with a single blow, creating a burst of blood mist. To the Qing Fox, it was as if he had crushed an ant, and he paid no further attention to Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan was heavily injured after being kicked and couldn't move anymore. However, he harbored no resentment towards Qing Fox; all his hatred was directed at Wang Hong and Sloppy Old Daoist, as this whole situation had been caused by them.

At this moment, he wished he could dismember Wang Hong and Sloppy Old Daoist and scatter their souls.

Simultaneously, the formation that had trapped Wang Hong and Sloppy Old Daoist dissipated into nothingness, allowing the two of them to step out.

"Do you dare to come and act recklessly in my Qing Fox Clan, just the two of you?" Fox said calmly.

Before it could finish it's sentence, ten Golden Core Cultivators behind it simultaneously attacked. The Qing Fox was swiftly and decisively dismembered, meeting a gruesome end.

Wang Hong then flew ahead, leading the way with his hands behind his back. He didn't need to personally engage; the fourteen Golden Core Cultivators behind him killed any living creatures they encountered along the way.

In Qingxu Mountain Range, there couldn't be too many forces left. Wang Hong left only fourteen Golden Core Cultivators behind and entrusted the rest to Sloppy Old Daoist, instructing him to return for reinforcement at Yunxia Mountain Defense.

Their group continued to advance forcefully through the Qingxu Mountain Range, encountering no Tier-Three Demonic Beasts that could obstruct them.

They hadn't traveled far when they were nearing the seven main peaks. Wang Hong stopped.

"You two go to Tianshu Peak, you two to Yuheng Peak, and you two to Yaoguang..." Wang Hong paired up the fourteen Golden Core Cultivators and assigned them to different peaks. Their primary task was to guard each peak and prevent any Demonic Beast from escaping.

Wang Hong was determined not to let any other demons benefit from his hard-earned spoils. In his eyes, everything here belonged to him.

Leading two of the Golden Core Cultivators, Wang Hong headed straight for Heavenly Authority Peak. Most of Qingxu Sect's facilities, including the treasury, Scripture Tower, and Exchange Hall, used to be located on Heavenly Authority Peak.

Although many of these had been taken by Qingxu Sect during their retreat and subsequently occupied by the Fox Clan, the bulk of their resources should still be there. Therefore, this peak should be the richest.

This was an opportunity for him to plunder the resources of both Qingxu Sect and the Qing Fox Demon Clan.

Upon their arrival at Heavenly Authority Peak, the Marketplace beneath it was still bustling. However, the main actors had changed to the Demon Clan.

Wang Hong and a Golden Core Cultivator rushed into the Marketplace, causing a sudden commotion. The Demon Clan members scrambled to collect their belongings and scattered in all directions.

Unfortunately for them, the Marketplace was small, and a Golden Core Cultivator was guarding the exit. There was nowhere for them to escape.

Wang Hong walked alone on the main street of the Marketplace, gazing at the familiar shops. Everything had changed, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia.

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