Chapter 1291 - 352: A Spirit Beast Named Xiba_6

Chapter 1291: Chapter 352: A Spirit Beast Named Xiba_6

Honestly, now it feels quite frustrating.

It’s like playing a game, where a quest chain gives decent rewards, but when you reach a certain mission, the difficulty suddenly spikes, completely out of your current level’s capacity, and all that time spent running around feels wasted.

"Looking on the bright side, at least I can get off the ride now, unlike those instances where the door’s welded shut, and everyone wipes repeatedly."

"Not bad."

"After visiting tonight, remember this place. Maybe I’ll come back again when there’s an opportunity. After all, I’ve found the higher-level location of the Cloud Descending Sect."

"It’s not like there’s no reward at all."

Thinking of this, Yuchi’s gaze fell on Yin Shuang, who was watching little ants on the ground. The half-meter-tall little guy had sleek silver hair, shimmering beautifully in the sunlight, and a profile that echoed Huo Yuluo’s elegance.

Not bad at all!

This is the mascot of our Ascension Gate!

Yin Shuang seemed to sense Yuchi’s gaze and turned around with a brilliant, exquisite smile.

"Brother Yuchi, who are we going to kill?" Yin Shuang asked curiously.

"..." Yuchi.

Never mind what I said, no mascot after all.

...

At night, most of the Lifei Sect’s disciples were already asleep, though some were still in the process of going to sleep.

In the vast sect, apart from a few patrolling disciples, it wasn’t as bustling as during the day. Standing in the shadows and observing this large sect, Yuchi murmured:

"The Lifei Sect probably has about two thousand disciples, but their spirit root talents are average, mostly first-grade or second-grade roots. High-level ones are rare, mostly among a few elders and inner sect disciples, who have fifth- or sixth-grade roots."

"If my Ascension Gate had two thousand disciples now, I definitely wouldn’t know any of their names."

"Isn’t it possible that there could be spies in the sect?"

His gaze turned to the side of the Martial Arts Arena.

There’s a section specifically for the western eight spirit beasts. From these days’ observations, the spirit beast stays there during the day and disappears at night, but no one knows where it goes.

No big deal.

Yuchi silently walked through the sect.

This time, he was heading to the practice room of the sect leader, where the Lifei Sect’s sect leader was staying.

This was to get a sense of the sect leader’s situation.

After twisting and turning, Yuchi heard the sound of practice coming from the practice room. With no other choice, he covered the window with a painting to prevent Yin Shuang from hearing the sounds.

After the practice ended, a female disciple left the practice room, and Yuchi walked in with a dark face, speechless.

He then saw a sect leader sitting beside the couch, smoking a dry cigarette. The look of weariness on that face was much like a man’s melancholic gaze after a hearty meal.

Utterly engrossing.

Yuchi took another look at the sect leader’s talent.

The talent could only be said to suit the sect leader’s position: a sixth-grade talent, the same as that of little Shen Qinghan, making Yuchi doubt the sect leader’s strength; this skinny sect leader didn’t seem very strong.

"Alas, women are just rosy skeletons. Why do I still trouble myself with such matters? Clearly, my cultivation and skills are inadequate. I am unworthy of the legacy of my ancestors, ashamed to face them."

"I will never do such things again."

"These activities only bring fatigue, serving no purpose. I need to be optimistic and positive, destroy these toys, and burn the books corrupting my spirit. Such idle books should be avoided as they hinder my role as a sect leader."

The sect leader lamented while puffing on the dry cigarette.

Yuchi: "..."

This guy is brutally honest!

But this sudden reflection lasts a night, and by the next day, he would have returned to normal. Yet here he stood before the sect leader, who still had no idea of his presence, muttering pleasantries.

Thus, observing from every angle, Yuchi couldn’t believe this was someone from the Cloud Descending Sect.

After all, he’d met the Jiangzhou City Cloud Descending Sect’s leader before. Although that leader was at the Golden Core Stage and not immensely powerful, it was clear he was part of the Cloud Descending Sect organization, while this sect leader was entirely different, without any resemblance.

So...

Could I have gotten the wrong place?

Yuchi squinted, pondering for a moment. Then, firmly determined, he appeared beside the sect leader, standing directly in front of him.

Sect Leader: "..."

He rubbed his eyes, then humorously said, "Indeed, I shouldn’t read too many idle books; I’m seeing illusions now. How could there be a masked youth in green in my room? Even a green-robed maiden would be easier to believe."

"Besides, I like masks."

"I enjoy the thrill of unveiling masks, whether it’s a person or a ghost, it’s very exciting."

Yuchi was speechless.

Alright, this guy is definitely not from the Cloud Descending Sect!

I’ve definitely come to the wrong place; there’s something else I don’t know.

Then he straightforwardly said, "Haha, do you remember me, dear fellow Lifei Taoist!"

Sect Leader Lifei was plunged into a fit of coughing. This wasn’t his imagination; there really was a masked youth here! When had this youth entered his room? He was completely unaware!

And judging by the stranger’s words, he seemed to recognize him?!

Who exactly is this powerful cultivator!?