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Chapter 205 Sudden Changes

Thinking of something, Que Chi grabbed her wrist, and the distance between them suddenly shortened.

Yun Fuzhao looked bewildered. "What are you doing?"

"Let me smell him, is that his scent?"

Yun Fuzhao felt a chill run down his spine. "No way? I'm going to the Northern Continent."

Que Chi didn't respond. Once he was sure the aura didn't belong to that annoying guy, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But the unfamiliar aura of the demon race made him very uncomfortable.

It's one thing to be unable to compare to Qi Huai and Yu Ze, but this ghost clan member who came from who-knows-where dares to think he can surpass him?

With a thought, Que Chi completely enveloped the other's aura. This aura could only be detected by members of the Ghost Clan. No one else could sense it.

After doing all this, Que Chi's mood improved, and he slowly released her.

Yun Fuzhao looked nervous. "Is it him?"

"No."

"That's good."

Only after his reminder did Yun Fuzhao remember that the Ghost Clan's simulation techniques were extremely deceptive.

The thought that anyone passing by her might be a demon king sent chills down her spine.

But the Demon King isn't that free, even if he wanted to monitor her, he wouldn't come in person.

Currently, only if Qu Wangzhi recovers his strength and breaks through to the next level can their sect have the confidence to fight against the Ghost Realm.

After handling all the matters, big and small, Yun Fuzhao summoned the weapon refiners from the sect.

The disciples trained by Master Shen Qiaowen are all quite skilled. However, there are only five of them.

Yun Fuzhao asked them to forge longswords for the cultivators of the Northern Continent, and the five of them were completely dumbfounded when they heard this.

"Sect Master, are you referring to forging precious swords for the cultivators of the Northern Continent?"

"As far as I know, people in the Northern Continent use spears, and very few use longswords."

"Yes, they've always looked down on the swords we use. They say it's just fancy footwork."

The disciples of the Southern Continent also harbored hostility towards the Northern Continent. "They complain so much about the Southern Continent, but in the end, they still have to ask us to help them practice their swordsmanship."

Yun Fuzhao clapped his hands, stopping their speech. "These cultivators are different. They might be on our side in the future."

Fei Yang asked curiously, "What does the sect leader mean?"

Yun Fuzhao looked at him. This person was considered one of the more talented weapon refiners. She often heard Shen Qiaowen praise him.

“That’s right, I plan to develop our influence in the Northern Continent.”

The five people looked at each other, and they all saw disbelief in each other's eyes.

The North and South continents have long been at odds, and it would be extremely difficult for them to develop their influence in the North. They felt that Yun Fuzhao was oversimplifying things.

"Sect Master, your idea is good, but its feasibility is low."

"They want to use sword practice, but I always feel that it's just a passing fad."

"Isn't the Northern Continent supposed to be governed by aristocratic families? If they're found practicing our swordsmanship, won't they be boycotted and scorned by the other aristocratic families?"

They said that Yun Fuzhao was aware of these issues as well, but it was impossible to explain them clearly in a short time.

"Don't ask so many questions, just start practicing," Yun Fuzhao said. "Everyone needs to put in some effort. You don't want them to think that longswords are inferior to spears when they use our swords, do you?"

Concerned about the reputation of the Southern Continent, the group solemnly replied, "Sect Leader, rest assured. We will definitely show those arrogant and ignorant fellows from the Northern Continent the power of our longswords."

Yun Fuzhao nodded in satisfaction. "Then I'll leave it to you."

To elevate the level of craftsmanship, Yun Fuzhao even went out of his way to purchase top-quality black iron for them to forge longswords. Shen Qiaowen, upon hearing of this, also spontaneously joined in.

If their identities weren't so special, Yun Fuzhao would have originally planned to let them go to the Sword Tomb to choose their own treasured swords.

The longswords inside were simply unparalleled.

In the following days, Yun Fuzhao continued his daily training and supervised his disciples' cultivation as usual.

Yun Fuzhao herself was also constantly improving her formation. Just as she was concentrating on setting up the formation, a disciple suddenly ran up.

"Sect Master, something has happened."

Yun Fuzhao stopped placing her piece. She had been wondering why her right eyelid had been twitching all day; apparently, something bad had happened.

"What happened?"

The disciple's expression was not good. "Something happened to the disciple who went to the Demon Realm yesterday."

Upon hearing this, Yun Fuzhao immediately stood up. "What's going on?"

"A message came from the Demon Clan. It is said that a disciple offended the Protector, which enraged him. In a moment of loss of control, the Protector killed him. It even affected other disciples."

Yun Fuzhao's heart tightened, "How could this be..."

Seeing her disciple hesitate, Yun Fuzhao's heart leaped into her throat. "Anything else?"

"Mingzhu's injuries are serious."

As the top-ranked outer disciple, Mingzhu would naturally be going on this day trip to the Demon Realm.

One bad news after another nearly made Yun Fuzhao faint.

As soon as Yun Fuzhao stepped out the door, he heard the disciples outside arguing incessantly.

"I already said that the demon race is an uncontrollable factor. I should never have let my brother go. Now look what happened, he's probably not coming back alive."

"I never expected the demons to turn on us so quickly. Just a few days ago, their Demon Lord was supervising our sect's disciples' training, and now they're trying to kill us."

Some disciples voiced their disapproval. "I've been to the Demon Realm three times, and I've never encountered this problem. Why are there so many issues when it's your generation's turn?"

"Yes, I went twice too. The demons treated us like guests. And didn't they say that it was that disciple who offended the protector first, which affected the other disciples?"

The later disciples, of course, did not have the same deep affection for the Boundless Sword Sect as the earlier ones. They had been there for a short time and had not yet developed a sense of belonging or collective honor.

"What do you mean? Are you saying that we later disciples deliberately caused trouble?"

"I didn't say that."

Seeing the two groups arguing more and more heatedly, Yun Fuzhao immediately stopped them. "Alright, stop arguing. We'll talk about it when I get back."

Seeing that she had spoken, the others fell silent.

Yun Fuzhao felt that this was hardly a coincidence. They had held the Demon Realm day trip four or five times before, and this had never happened before.

Why did they have to hold another one-day tour of the ghost realm so soon after it was first held?

It feels like a business war.

Without delay, Yun Fuzhao immediately set off for the Demon Realm.

With the teleportation array, she quickly arrived in the Demon Realm.

At this time, the demon realm was under heavy guard.

The demons guarding the gate had somewhat subtle expressions when they saw Yun Fuzhao arrive.

They naturally recognized her. After all, the Demon Lord had once ordered them not to show her the slightest disrespect.

Now that this has happened, the demons are also harboring resentment. After all, that disciple offended their most beloved protector.

Yun Fuzhao naturally sensed that something was wrong. "Please tell your Demon Lord that I'm here."

Although the demon guarding the gate harbored resentment, he still respectfully said, "Our Lord said that you are free to enter and leave the Demon Realm."