The next day.
Bu Haoyan publicly announced that the Blackstone Monastery had gone too far.
“They have robbed the Soul-Attracting Grass, a heavenly treasure already claimed by my disciples, and even attempted to silence witnesses by killing them!”
He added, “If it were just the treasure being taken, I could perhaps endure it—after all, treasures belong to the strong. But slaughtering my disciples? That’s crossing the line!”
“As the sect master of Heavenly Dragon Cliff, I cannot stand by and do nothing.”
“From today onward, Heavenly Dragon Cliff officially declares war on the Blackstone Monastery!”
“And we shall punish them, no matter how far they are!”
At first, the Blackstone Monastery's sect master, Ge Linfei, was utterly baffled.
“What is this nonsense?”
The two sects were separated by hundreds of thousands of miles. How could they have robbed anything or killed anyone?
“Making up lies like this, just like that?” Ge Linfei sneered.
What’s more, he thought, “It’s just a few disciples. Dead is dead. Recruit more if needed.”
Ge Linfei dismissed the announcement as a pretext for compensation. But he wasn’t about to let someone extort him.
“Just because you shout a slogan, I’m supposed to hand over treasures? Dream on!”
Besides, if it really came to a fight, Ge Linfei believed Blackstone Monastery had no reason to fear Heavenly Dragon Cliff.
“If you’re so upset, come and try!” he thought smugly.
But little did he know, 2,000 cultivators from Heavenly Dragon Cliff had already boarded spiritual boats and were heading toward Blackstone Monastery. Their momentum was like a raging dragon crossing a river.
Inside one of the spiritual boats, Ye Yu sat in his room, occasionally sighing.
On the other side of the room, Bai Xichu, wearing a veil and dressed as a maid, sat calmly reading a book. Without looking up, she remarked casually, “What’s the matter? Does my presence make you this uncomfortable?”
Ye Yu covered his face with one hand. You really are bold, aren’t you?
“I might as well write ‘I’m uncomfortable’ on my face, and you still have to ask?” he thought.
The day before, just as Heavenly Dragon Cliff’s group was preparing to set out, Bai Xichu had suddenly appeared, disguised as Ye Yu’s maid, and boarded the spiritual boat with him.
Ye Yu was immediately unsettled. He asked why she was doing this.
Bai Xichu had replied that this was Heavenly Dragon Cliff’s first battle in another Demon Lord’s territory, so of course, she had to witness it herself.
Ye Yu was exasperated. “If you want to watch, do it in secret! Why come to the front lines?”
And worse, why disguise yourself as a maid?
“Does this really suit your status as a Demon Lord?” he had asked, but Bai Xichu merely smiled without answering. She then took a seat in his room and started reading, forbidding Ye Yu from leaving.
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