Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don t Call Me a Demon!

Chapter 448: Chapter 301: Before Battle (First Update)

After leaving Tang Peiqing, Su Jie brought the meat tumor back to his own residence and personally constructed an underground base for its placement and cultivation.

Two days passed, and just as Su Jie had finished dealing with the meat tumor, he received a summons from Sect Master Zhang Junwei because the Sect Meeting had once again commenced.

When Su Jie arrived at the Sect’s great hall, he saw even more Elders than at the last Sect Meeting.

“Having secluded yourself for months, how goes your cultivation progress?”

Taoist Qiu waved at Su Jie, looking toward his proud Disciple.

“I’ve made some minor progress,”

replied Su Jie modestly as he walked over and took a seat next to Taoist Qiu.

Zhang Junwei sat in the front, his gaze piercing and commanding an aura of unprovoked authority. Once everyone had assembled, he waved his hand.

Rolling spiritual energy gathered and morphed into miniature mountains, dense forests, and rivers, looking incredibly lifelike. The fine control of spiritual energy was a level above the Secret Realm.

Impressive.

Su Jie inwardly admired the display and shifted his gaze to the sand table map Zhang Junwei had created.

Su Jie recognized that the map depicted the scenery outside the mountain gate of Ghost Ridge Palace, including the encampments of various Righteous Sects, which had been marked out.

“Su Jie, how many rocket artillery do we have in stock? Don’t delay on this matter,”

Zhang Junwei suddenly switched the topic to Su Jie. The purchase of five hundred rocket artillery units had been personally ordered by him, costing over a million spirit stones.

“At present, we have completed 450 units, and the remaining 50 units of rocket artillery will be finished in the next half a fortnight. Sect Master, you can be completely assured,”

“Hm, that should be enough time,”

“Sect Master, have we set a time for the operation?”

Su Jie listened to Zhang Junwei’s tone, which seemed to indicate that they had already determined the specific time to attack in cooperation with Heavenly Soul Sect.

“The time is set for a fortnight from now.”

Zhang Junwei didn’t keep it a secret. Although the ordinary Disciples were still unaware, the Elders were the first to be mobilized.

“Ten days’ time,”

mused Su Jie upon hearing the timeframe, a flicker in his eyes.

All the Elders, despite having expected it, grew solemn at the knowledge of the timeline.

In this battle, who knew how many old friends would be seen no more.

“Our enemies are these five factions: Guan Chao Pavilion, Golden Sword Sect, Purple Mist Sect, Dragon and Tiger Sect, Miao Yin Temple,”

declared Zhang Junwei, tracing over the map, dividing each sect’s camp with different colors.

Judging by numbers alone, Guan Chao Pavilion dispatched the most Disciples, which was understandable since they were the largest Righteous Sect in Qingzhou with profound heritage.

The second was Purple Mist Sect, which was closer to Ghost Ridge Palace.

The first time Su Jie had left the Sect on a mission, he had encountered Disciples from Purple Mist Sect.

This proximity was the prime reason why Purple Mist Sect had dispatched so many Disciples.

The other three sects, Dragon and Tiger Sect, Golden Sword Sect, and Miao Yin Temple, had sent a magnitude fewer Disciples.

Combined, the five sects had a Yunling Realm Disciple count more than four times that of Ghost Ridge Palace and three times as many Secret Realm Elders.

On paper, Ghost Ridge Palace stood no chance.

“Sect Master, shall we mobilize Insect Valley? Isn’t that too far away?”

An Elder stood up to ask, because normally, the countless poisonous insects of Insect Valley could not venture far from the vast mountains; Ghost Ridge Palace, with its own means, was unable to draw the insect swarms out to fight if the distance was too great.

“Insect Valley will be mobilized. When the time comes, we will coordinate with Heavenly Soul Sect in a pincer attack against these hypocritical Righteous pretenders, securing victory in one fell swoop.”

Zhang Junwei didn’t elaborate further, but from his expression, it was evident he was confident about achieving this.

Insect Valley was Ghost Ridge Palace’s biggest trump card. Its appearance on the battlefield would have a decisive impact on the outcome.

This was the primary reason Ghost Ridge Palace dared to counterattack.

“These five sects are spread across three defensive lines. Now I will issue military orders for the war,”

pronounced Zhang Junwei as his gaze swept over the audience, with Elders standing solemnly one by one.

“Jiang Jiqing, lead two hundred Disciples to assault Miao Yin Temple’s encampments at A3, A5, and B2.”

Zhang Junwei called an Elder’s name, who was from the Alchemy Pavilion. He wasn’t particularly proficient in combat, but when the life and death of the Sect were at stake, he too was assigned a mission.

“I accept the Sect Master’s command,”

Jiang Jiqing stepped forward and received the token from Zhang Junwei’s hand, his face showing neither joy nor sorrow.

This was unavoidable; from the Elders to the ordinary junior Disciples, everyone was expected to contribute to this Sect war.

“Tang Peiqing, you are to command the Northern Army, taking fifteen hundred Disciples as well as Elders Weng Xihui, Wu Eryi, Qin Qirang, Pu Wenzheng, and Xiao Fengyuan, to break through the Northern encirclement laid by Guan Chao Pavilion,”

Zhang Junwei called another name, that of Elder Tang Peiqing from Ghost Ridge Palace, whose strength and status was second only to Zhang Junwei within the Sect. Naturally, he received the most daunting of tasks.

“I will heed the Sect Master’s command,”

Tang Peiqing took the token.

Tasks were assigned to one Elder after another, and soon it was Su Jie’s turn.

“Su Jie, you will lead three hundred Disciples, venturing out from Mountain Xi to attack the Purple Mist Sect and Golden Sword Sect encampments at B5, B6, D3, D8, and D12,”

Zhang Junwei called out Su Jie’s name, drawing everyone’s attention.

Because from the sand table map, the mission entrusted to Su Jie seemed to be a few degrees harder than those of most Elders.

While most Elders were tasked with assaulting two to three encampments, Su Jie was assigned five.

“I will obey the Sect Master’s command,”

Without further comment, Su Jie stepped forward to take the token from Zhang Junwei’s hand.

 

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