Chapter 320 Rhetoric
Meng Reng and Du Ruhai led their two teams of disciples on their journey and successfully located the fourth team of the Xianlai Sect before midnight.

However, the two exchanged a glance—

Squad Four was resting, but it wasn't just Ji Qingqing's Squad Four here; there was also Squad Nine led by Chen Lan.

Two teams, totaling two hundred people, the disciples stayed silently in the forest, some lying down with their eyes closed to rest, and others cultivating.

Others, whether exhausted from their journey or having experienced battles along the way, were consuming elixirs to replenish their physical strength and spiritual energy.

There were disciples on night watch nearby, but they just sat there, placing their swords and other weapons beside them, and occasionally glancing around.

Although the presence of an extra team was somewhat unexpected, for their 600-person team, facing 100 or 200 people made little difference, so the two remained calm and had no intention of abandoning their plan.

"Make a move?" Du Ruhai asked Meng Reng.

The two had agreed before they arrived that unless a large number of people from the Immortal Sect gathered, they would proceed with the original plan and take action directly.

There's no need to lie in wait for the right moment, nor is there a need to launch a surprise attack when the immortals are sleepy in the dead of night... In the face of absolute strength, no means are necessary.

So Meng nodded and then made a gesture to the disciples behind him.

The six hundred men of Wuyamen were temporarily divided into six teams. Meng appointed two team leaders and gestured the number two, meaning that the attack required both teams to participate.

If there were no casualties among his disciples, Meng Reng certainly wouldn't have been so careful as to send two hundred people to deal with the two hundred people from the Xianlai Sect.

But the situation is different now. He has already lost half of his disciples, so naturally he wants to minimize casualties, otherwise he will have a hard time explaining himself when he returns.

Then, he made a gesture of flanking from all sides.

With a silent movement of his hand, the two groups of disciples obeyed his command and quickly attacked the Immortal Sect.

In the still of the night, the sound of people running in unison, getting closer and closer, was quickly discovered by the Immortal Sect.

"Be alert! Enemy attack!"

"Damn it, someone's come with ill intentions!"

"Get up! Stop cultivating!"

Upon hearing the commotion, some disciples shouted, while others hurriedly woke up their companions lying nearby.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect reacted quickly, with almost no time to be stunned or panic. As soon as they heard the commotion, they immediately got up and picked up their weapons to be on guard.

Upon seeing this, Meng Reng's gaze sharpened, showing considerable surprise—

The people from the Immortal Sect reacted so quickly?
Such a swift and calm reaction would be perfectly normal for the Wuya Sect.

Well, they've done so many petty thefts that they're organized and disciplined, and they've long been experienced.

In this respect, Wuya Sect is very strict in managing its members, and disciples who do not perform well will be subjected to all kinds of punishments.

However, the people of the Immortal Sect are all rookie cultivators who have only recently joined the sect. Logically speaking, they should be a bunch of loose sand.

Unexpectedly, he remained calm and composed in the face of adversity, which was much better than I had anticipated.

But that’s about it.

"Who are you! Where is your leader? What kind of skill is it to hide like this!" Chen Lan drew her sword, her face cold as she surveyed her surroundings. At this moment, both of their groups were completely surrounded by the disciples of the Wuya Sect, so tightly that escape was impossible, and a fierce battle was imminent.

"Even if I don't hide my true colors, what can you do about it?" Meng smiled and walked up to them.

In such a short time, they probably can't bring in reinforcements, so it won't hurt to say a few more words.

Most importantly, Meng still wanted to know how the Immortal Sect had silently killed Qiu Fang and Jiang Rong!

"You... are from the Black Cliff Sect!" Ji Qingqing exclaimed in shock. "What do you mean by this? We are disciples of the Immortal Comes Sect, and the two sects are enemies..."

"Who says there's no enmity? Our squad leaders, Qiu Fang and Jiang Rong, led a squad of six hundred disciples and vanished without a trace. Do you dare say this has nothing to do with your Xianlai Sect?" Du Ruhai shouted, hands on his hips.

Damn it, it's one thing for these people to kill Qiu Fang and Jiang Rong, but who told them to be so useless?

But I can't kill my disciples! I'd be in for a lot of scolding when I got back!
"What are you talking about? What is this about Qiu Fang Jiang Rong, and the disappearance of six hundred disciples?" Chen Lan and Ji Qingqing looked puzzled.

Meng Reng glanced at the two women with lightning speed, but found nothing amiss on their faces. He then looked at the disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that they were also quite bewildered, seemingly having had no involvement in the matter at all.

This is of course.

The murder at the Tower of Return was committed by Mo Jiuwei and the tower spirit. Chen Lan's disciples were completely unaware of it and had no idea what happened inside the tower after they left.

As for the Hao family's formation incident, only a few formation masters were truly involved. Moreover, when they arrived, almost all the people from the Wuya Sect were dead, so this matter couldn't be attributed to them.

Therefore, apart from Chen Lan who knew everything from beginning to end, no one else could see any flaws on her face.

Meng couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.

It's a real shame that these two teams weren't involved in that incident.

"Alright, let's leave that aside for now." He waved his hand, also losing interest. "You, obediently hand over all the magic treasures and your Qiankun Space, and then our Wuya Sect might consider giving you a dignified death."

"what?!"

"This is outrageous! Why should we be allowed to do this?!"

"Are you Wuya Sect bandits?!"

The disciples of the Immortal Sect were in an uproar, their faces filled with anger.

Chen Lan was first taken aback, then her face turned red with anger, "Are you trying to kill me and steal my treasure? How could the Wuya Sect act like this!"

"Ha, naive! This has always been the way of our Wuya Sect. Haven't you heard about it before?" Meng Reng lazily raised his eyelids. "Indeed, this is your first time experiencing it firsthand, so it's normal to be surprised."

"Pah! What a despicable bunch!" Ji Qingqing gritted her teeth, pointing the tip of her sword at them, though her hand visibly trembled. "It seems the rumors are true: the Zhong family of Tianji Rock was destroyed, the disciples of Dinghuo Sect were murdered and robbed in Fuyun Mountain, and the Tu and Tian family caravans were robbed... All these things were done by your Wuya Sect!"

Ji Qingqing was young and beautiful. At this moment, she opened her eyes wide like a frightened rabbit. Her hand holding the sword was still trembling, but she was listing the crimes of Wuya Sect.

This scene inexplicably amused Meng, and he felt a sense of pride and satisfaction.

He did not deny it, because no one would deny it in front of a dying man, and there was no need for it, was there?
"Yes, it was done by our Wuya Sect, so what? Do you want to avenge them?"


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