Xianxia: My Junior Sisters Are Freaks!

Chapter 228: The Phantom of Old Sword Monster

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Now, not only did the Sect Master notice their discussion, but he also asked Li Pingan about the commandments. This was going to shake the mountains and shake the tiger!

Oh my God, this was the end!

Li Pingan was not easy to fool!

If he really fell into Li Pingan's hands, they would finally have an explanation.

"Hmph!"

Seeing that everyone had lowered their heads in embarrassment, Zhuang Changhe could not help but let out a cold snort!

He still dared to use a sound transmission spell in front of this Sect Master. These child's tricks, did he really think that this Sect Master's cultivation was the same as before!

Thinking about how his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds in the past few days, Zhuang Changhe was mixed with joy and worry.

He was happy about the improvement in his cultivation, but worried about the matter of the son of fate.

He was also worried about the arrival of the true demon expert!

"Alright, alright. Elder Li, you should sit down too."

Zhuang Changhe waved his hand and gestured for Li Pingan to take a seat. Then, he cast a warning gaze in the direction where the discussion was the loudest.

"The meeting hall is a place where important matters are discussed within the sect. I don't wish to hear a second voice here. I hope that all of you, as disciples and teachers, can lead by example and always remember it."

"If there is a next time, I will not forgive you lightly!"

In the last sentence, Zhuang Changhe used a spell that converged sound into a line and directly transmitted the voice into the ears of the people who had participated in the discussion just now.

The powerful spiritual pressure caused everyone's faces to turn pale and they all nodded in agreement!

At this moment, how could they not know that Zhuang Changhe's cultivation had already reached a level that far surpassed everyone's. Only then could he use his powerful cultivation to intercept everyone's voice transmission just now.

At the thought of this, other than a few steady old fellows and the discipline elder Li Pingan just now, the rest of the elders all revealed bitter expressions!

Whoosh!

At this moment, the sound of air being torn apart could be heard. A stream of light that was suffused with green light rushed into the main hall.

Zhuang Changhe's expression turned cold. He immediately stretched out his hand to intercept the stream of light that shot over.

Looking closely, he realized that the one that was emitting the green light was actually a folded paper crane.

"Eh? Isn't this Master's Messenger Paper Crane? Why would it appear here?"

"Could it be..."

Recognizing the origin of the thing in his hand, Zhuang Changhe formed a seal with both hands and channeled his spiritual energy into the paper crane's body.

Suddenly, the paper crane that was carrying the green light suddenly exploded, and a lazy figure slowly condensed before everyone's eyes. It was the phantom of Old Sword Monter, but this required an extremely deep cultivation base to be able to do what he did.

"Martial grand uncle!"

Someone shouted, and the elders below the hall cupped their fists and prepared to bow.

"We pay our respects to martial grand uncle, the Old Sword Monster!"

Zhuang Changhe impatiently waved his hand to interrupt everyone and said.

"This is only the Phantom of grand uncle, and not the real man himself. He can't hear what you're saying."

At this moment, the paper crane phantom, Old Sword Monster, spoke. His every movement was exactly the same as his real body!

"Hahaha! Are you trying to say that my body is just a shadow and can't hear what you guys are saying and can't see you guys?"

Holy sh*t!

Who said that a shadow could only send messages? Martial grand uncle was going against the heavens!

Everyone looked at the shocked Zhuang Changhe and then at the lifelike phantom of Old Sword Monster. Without any hesitation, they bowed deeply.

"We pay our respects to martial grand uncle!"

"We wish martial grand uncle the best of luck and longevity."

Zhuang Changhe was dumbfounded!

What did he mean?

Master's strength had already reached such a terrifying level?

Just as he was still confused, Old Sword Monster was showing off for a while before he spoke again.

"Ahem, let's get back to the main topic!"

"Actually, this apparition of my old man can only send messages, and can't see what you are doing now."

Hearing this, Zhuang Changhe slowly let out a sigh of relief.

"I told you, how could it be? No matter how powerful master is, it's impossible for him to create a clone with just a trace of spiritual power."

Whew~

Just as Zhuang Changhe heaved a sigh of relief, the phantom of Old Sword Monster suddenly frowned and said coldly.

"Little Hezi, are you saying bad things about me again? You are such a cheater. Do you believe that I can clean up my family even if I'm thousands of miles away? !"

Zhuang Changhe could only stay silent.

"Hehe! Master, What are you saying? Why would I say bad things about you? I have always respected and loved you. If anyone dares to be disrespectful to you, I will be the first to disagree!"

With that thought, Zhuang Changhe respectfully cupped his hands towards the phantom. It seemed like he did not doubt what Old Sword Monster said. As for what he was thinking, no one knew.

"That's more like it!"

Old Sword Monster snorted coldly and immediately changed his serious expression.

"Let's get back to the main topic. What I am about to say is of great importance. All of you listen carefully!"

At this moment, when everyone heard that something important was going on, they all perked up.

The Great Hall instantly fell into silence.

Old Sword Monster turned his head and looked at the sky outside the Great Hall. He could not help but frown slightly.

"It's currently an eventful period. Many things are coming one after another."

"I know that it's difficult for all of you, and I also know that it's not easy for the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect. However, things are far from over. An even bigger storm will descend on the east barren. I hope that all of you can make preparations as soon as possible."

Other than the voice of Old Sword Monster, the entire place fell into silence.

"Little Hezi, regarding the matter of the other factions searching for the Children of Fate, let's put it on hold for now. There's not much time left for all of you."

"Not long from now, the true demon race will appear in the Eastern Wasrelands. The calamity that happened a thousand years ago will be stirred up once again. and recently, an advance army of the demon race will appear. It's an evil organization called the Demon God Sect."

"I've sent a message back. I just hope that you can be more vigilant and not let the demon race run through the air."

"That's all. Take care of yourselves!"

As soon as he finished his words.

The shadow of the Old Sword Monster instantly turned into a ball of spiritual energy and dissipated in front of everyone's eyes.

They did not notice his departure.

Because they were already shocked by the news that he had just told them.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. They looked at each other as if they had not yet recovered from their shock.

Some of the elders did not know the secret of a thousand years ago, so they did not know much about the matters of the demon race. It was only when they had descended the mountain the last time that they came into contact with that group of villains for the first time.

However, even the previous victory had been built on the fact that they had suffered heavy losses.

That group of people was still not a true demon race?

There were real demons who were stronger and more brutal than them?

Would real demons appear on the land of the Eastern Continent again soon?

Except for Zhuang Changhe, the others were all in a daze.

"Sect Master, what's going on?"