CHAPTER 943: CHAPTER 940: YOU DOG, DON’T YOU EVEN RECOGNIZE ME?

"You don’t need to worry about this matter." Xu Wendong showed a smile full of mystery on his face, "Now, I need you to come with me to set up some formations."

He planned to set up some Mystifying Arrays around the Jade Maiden Palace, so that even if a strong enemy attacked, it could buy them some time.

"Alright."

Ye Qingmei obediently followed Xu Wendong’s words and immediately went with him outside the Jade Maiden Palace. Together, they set up no fewer than fifty arrays all around.

Slaughter Arrays, Confinement Arrays, and Illusion Arrays were all included.

Once someone inadvertently entered them, they could forget about leaving easily.

Moreover, the setup of these three types of arrays was very particular.

First was the Slaughter Array.

This way, if the enemies entered by mistake, there would definitely be casualties, striking a blow to their morale.

Next was the Confinement Array, which could trap the enemies inside, inflicting torment on their souls.

Lastly, the Illusion Array.

Once their willpower was weakened, entering the Illusion Array would surely provoke their Heart Demons, and even cause them to kill each other.

By the time they finished setting up the formations, it was already evening, and a splendid Milky Way appeared in the sky. The dim starlight cast over the forest below added a touch of tranquility.

Xu Wendong wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Sis, you should head back to the Jade Maiden Palace first. I need to make a trip to Dragon Tiger Peak."

Ye Qingmei’s pupils trembled violently, "The Swamp of Death is one of the three perilous lands in Qingzhou, not to mention, there are rumors that say it’s a stronghold for the Demon Sect cultivators, full of dangers."

"What are you going there for?"

Xu Wendong’s lips curled up, "To seek reinforcements, of course!" With that, he soared into the sky, heading straight for the Swamp of Death.

Indeed.

With Qingzhou Cultivation World’s current strength, it’s impossible to withstand the attack from experts of the other Eight States.

Therefore, Xu Wendong could only turn his focus to the Demon Sect.

He had previously seized the memories of the Demon Sect Sect Master Wu Yuanmu.

He could fully impersonate Wu Yuanmu.

And mobilize the Demon Sect cultivators secretly.

At the crucial moment, deliver a fatal blow to the enemy!

At midnight.

Xu Wendong arrived at the Swamp of Death.

The Swamp of Death was located in the southwest of Qingzhou, vast in area, with dense miasma lingering around. Even a Golden Core Realm cultivator had to be extremely cautious when entering this place.

Because once inhaled, there was a high chance of experiencing Deviation.

Though Xu Wendong had never been here before.

But Wu Yuanmu had visited several times, and he was well aware of how to avoid those miasmas.

When he had just stepped onto the isolated island, a cold voice suddenly rang out, "Who are you?"

The sudden shout startled the Demon Sect experts who were cultivating.

In an instant.

Over a hundred Golden Core Realm cultivators dressed in black robes, with pale faces and blood-red eyes, phantom-like, appeared before Xu Wendong.

The pale faces and blood-red eyes were characteristic of the Demon Sect heretics.

Even when faced with numerous Golden Core Realm heretics, Xu Wendong was completely fearless, his hands clasped behind his back, displaying an air of supreme confidence, "Where is Mu Tuo? Have him come see me!"

Seeing Xu Wendong’s indifferent look, not taking anyone seriously, the Demon Sect heretics felt an ominous premonition rise in their hearts.

Especially since he had uttered the Hall Master’s name.

They knew.

The person before them had significant origins.

Because the name Mu Tuo was not something an average person could know.

However.

He was not a Demon Sect heretic, so how could he know this name?

At this moment.

An elder wearing a blood-red robe, full of wrinkles and walking hunched over, stepped out with a cane.

He glanced up and down at Xu Wendong, his eyes filled with skepticism, but he still politely asked, "Who are you?"

Xu Wendong weighed heavily with his words, "You worthless thing, do you not even recognize your own Sect Master?"

Clang!

"Sect Master?"

That one insult, "You worthless thing," made Mu Tuo burst into tears of joy, even dropping his cane to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Xu Wendong pretended to be exhausted, "I’m tired, get me some Spirit Stones."

"Yes, yes, of course, please come inside!" Mu Tuo excitedly gestured Xu Wendong in, leading him towards the main hall.

He had no doubts about Xu Wendong’s identity, because only Sect Master Wu Yuanmu would call him "You worthless thing" like that.

Although the appearance of this person was different from the Sect Master, it could be easily believed that a Nascent Soul Stage expert could seize another’s body.

As Mu Tuo led Xu Wendong toward the main hall.

The surrounding Demon Sect cultivators also glanced at their companions around them, their eyes filled with shock and seriousness.

Because.

They knew the news that Wu Yuanmu was dead and his Soul Jade Butterfly had shattered.

To them, Wu Yuanmu couldn’t possibly be alive.

Even if he had possessed another, the Soul Jade Butterfly shouldn’t have shattered.

Clearly.

The person before them is someone else, definitely not the Demon Sect Sect Master.

With this thought, everyone followed them into the main hall, and a Golden Core Middle Stage cultivator said to Mu Tuo, "Hall Master, the Sect Master is dead, you must not be fooled by this person!"

"If I am not mistaken, this guy must be a righteous cultivator impersonating the Sect Master!"

Another Golden Core Period Expert spoke, "Indeed, the Sect Master’s Soul Jade Butterfly shattered long ago, this is known to everyone. Even though we hope the Sect Master is alive, we must accept this fact."

Upon hearing this.

Mu Tuo’s turbid pupils suddenly trembled.

Only now.

Did he remember that it was he who had personally buried the shattered Life Jade Butterfly of Wu Yuanmu.

All along, he was simply unwilling to accept this fact.

Because of this, upon hearing that familiar insult, "You worthless thing," he became so excited, even forgetting that the Sect Master was dead.

"Who are you really?" Coming to his senses, a blood-red light flared up in Mu Tuo’s eyes, looking menacing and frightening.

Xu Wendong did not bother to look him in the eye, instead leaning lazily back on the throne of the main hall, "If not for the fact that I brought you back as a child, I could take your life for just that sentence!"

Mu Tuo’s pupils stiffened suddenly, and slowly, memories from a thousand years ago came back to his mind.

He was an orphan, surviving through begging in his youth. During a bitterly cold winter in the lunar month, as he was nearing death from the cold.

Wu Yuanmu appeared in his life, gave him food and warm clothing, took him to cultivate, and named him Mu Tuo.

That is the reason for his existence today.

Were it not for that, he would have frozen to death long ago.

And there was only one person who knew this, and that was Sect Master Wu Yuanmu!

He believed the person before him to be Sect Master Wu Yuanmu.

However.

He still had doubts.

Because if the Sect Master were still alive.

How could his Life Jade Butterfly have shattered?

Xu Wendong said calmly, "Wu Yuanmu is dead, now, I am Xu Wendong."

"He is me, and I am him."

"We are inseparable."

A Golden Core Late Stage Expert nervously said, "Your statement is reasonable, but with no proof, how can anyone verify the truth of your words?"

Xu Wendong glanced over.

The Golden Core Late Stage Expert’s pupils trembled violently, and then he spewed blood from all seven orifices and died on the spot.

That single glance killing a Golden Core Late Stage Expert made everyone’s scalp numb, sending chills down their spines.

At this moment, Xu Wendong’s voice echoed again, "If anyone still doubts me, step forward and speak."

Everyone swallowed in unison. With such brutality, who would dare question you?