"After all, we are cultivators, we have our own ways to utilize things." Su Jie chuckled, the technology of Blue Star indeed has a lot of commendable aspects, at least it’s good for taking care of those low cultivation disciples. "The Puppet Hall really has come up with many novel gadgets!" A voice came, Zhang Junwei, Tang Peiqing, and Taoist Qiu walked together. Zhang Junwei also looked at the steel tide below, because the Puppet Hall is managed by Su Jie, he seldom goes there, suddenly seeing this army of cultivators really refreshed his perspective. "I must say, it’s indeed much more convenient than traveling on horseback." Tang Peiqing stroked his beard on the side, surprised on his face. As the oldest elder of Ghost Ridge Palace, he has seen puppets before, but they are basically human-shaped, focused on precision, strength, and high cost, suitable for solo fighting. It’s the first time he’s seen the Puppet Hall’s civilian usage, forming an army of puppets. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel(ꜰ)ire.net "With this, we will reach the Guan Chao Pavilion’s lair in less than three days, much faster than we expected." Taoist Qiu also nodded frequently, quite amazed by the creation made by his disciples. Su Jie turned his head: "You elder’s praises are too much, for now, what the Puppet Hall has created can only be used for small skirmishes and cannot play a role on more advanced battlefields." Liu Yingying also bowed her hand to the three: "Greetings to the three elders." Regarding Liu Yingying, Su Jie only mentioned she is his wife found outside, although some thought Liu Yingying’s cultivation is somewhat low, but that is the Sect Master’s private matter, no one dares to gossip recklessly. As for Su Jie’s address to Zhang Junwei and the others, with Su Jie taking the position of Ghost Ridge Palace Sect Master, he specially created the role of Supreme Elder for Zhang Junwei, Tang Peiqing, and Taoist Qiu, following the practice of Guan Chao Pavilion, their authority and status are higher than regular Secret Storage Realm elders. "Sect Master, what reaction from Guan Chao Pavilion?" Zhang Junwei spoke, directly addressing Su Jie by his position. Su Jie pinched a spell with his hand, activating a formation on the Thousand Hands Flying Sky Ship. Instantly, a mirror-like image appeared before Su Jie, which is the real-time scene of Guan Chao Pavilion. This is established by the Sky Eye Satellite launched to the Fifth Layer Heaven through rockets developed by Puppet Hall. A single Sky Eye Satellite costs as much as one hundred and twenty thousand Spirit Stones, equivalent to the price of a Low Grade Magical Treasure; Ghost Ridge Palace has five of these Sky Eye Satellites. Through the transmission from the Sky Eye Satellite, you can see Guan Chao Pavilion there is also busy and nervous. Disciples are bustling everywhere, around Guan Chao Pavilion, there’s an endless stream of cultivators arriving, joining Guan Chao Pavilion. The news of Ghost Ridge Palace planning a war against Guan Chao Pavilion has long spread across Qingzhou, even without Su Jie’s declaration of war, Ghost Ridge Palace’s huge movement cannot be hidden from others. "It seems Guan Chao Pavilion has quite a lot of loyal friends." Su Jie raised his eyebrow, among the cultivators rushing to Guan Chao Pavilion, he spotted some familiar banners. "I guess they’re more afraid of Guan Chao Pavilion being destroyed, and then they will be next." Taoist Qiu snorted coldly, expressing his view. "If it’s replaced by a righteous sect, these Qingzhou Righteous Sects would probably choose to watch the tigers fight." Tang Peiqing also spoke slowly, Ghost Ridge Palace as Demon Cultivators have more than just Guan Chao Pavilion to confront. Everyone understands the lip-and-teeth relationship, Guan Chao Pavilion is the leader of Qingzhou’s Righteous Sect, while Ghost Ridge Palace is entirely Demon Cultivators, these righteous sects are worried once Guan Chao Pavilion can’t hold on and fall under the Ghost Ridge Palace, next they would have to face the worm swarm army of Ghost Ridge Palace, so faced with Guan Chao Pavilion’s urgent call for aid, they all choose to dispatch troops to support Guan Chao Pavilion. "It doesn’t matter, in the face of absolute power, no matter how many cannon fodders there are, they are only sending themselves to death." Su Jie smiled confidently, the outcome of a sect war is often decided not by the numbers of low-level cultivators, but by the top-tier combat power. In the Tianyuan World, where individual martial strength reigns supreme, a single strong person can change the outcome of a war, unimaginable in Blue Star. Now, Su Jie has refined his Yang God Dharma Image, the Taoist Platform Realm is far beneath him, with the cards in Su Jie’s hand, he simply cannot think of a way he will lose. Three days passed in a flash! Qingzhou, Firefly Sea. The vast lake resembles an emerald set in the land, stretching as far as the eye can see, this is where Guan Chao Pavilion’s Mountain Gate is located. Firefly Sea produces a rare spiritual material called Firefly Stone, the Firefly Stones at the bottom emit a gentle cold light, especially at night, under the moonlight, it’s like stars have fallen to the lake bed, incredibly beautiful scenery. In the central area of Firefly Sea, sits a Lake Island, the island is covered with ancient trees, clear springs, cranes play in water, and elegant pavilions are distributed across the island, accompanied by the beauty of the lake. At the edge of the island, stands a towering stone archway, engraved with the three characters ’Guan Chao Pavilion’, the strokes sharp like a drawn longsword, exuding an imposing dignity. This is where Qingzhou’s Righteous Sect leader, Guan Chao Pavilion’s Mountain Gate is located. The entire sect using Firefly Sea for its great formation foundation, lasting over a thousand years, has been the leader of Qingzhou’s Righteous Sect for a millennium, yet never yet faced such severe challenges, not even decades ago during the bloody battle with Qing Province’s Fire Cloud Palace was as desolate as now. Standing quietly before the stele of past patriarchs on the Lake Island, a man stands silently. The man’s hair is gray, marred youthfully appearing in his forties, but worries within his eyes are unending. This is Guan Chao Pavilion’s Supreme Elder, Dong Yu, with a cultivation of the Seventh Realm of Daoist Platform, he is presiding over Guan Chao Pavilion’s vital affairs, the current strongest combat power of Guan Chao Pavilion. "Master, the sect faces a great catastrophe, I earnestly implore you, master, to descend from the mountain and save the sect from disaster." Dong Yu’s voice hoarse, he hasn’t slept a wink in days, pondering over this matter. As he spoke, three incense sticks inserted into the incense burner instantly dimmed, as a delicate statue on the high platform, seeming to brew afresh, lit with two dim and eerie eyes. The statue isn’t humanoid, its form resembling a tiger leopard, fur gray-white, dragon-like head and tail, with wings on its shoulders incapable of flight, a head bearing a single claw pointing backward. The entire statue small as a palm, carved from Dragon Vein Crystal Fruit, taken in part from the Da Li Dynasty’s Sixth Prince. However, Su Jie used his captured Dragon Vein Crystal Fruit to elevate Ghost Ridge Palace’s Spirit Vein, enhancing the sect’s foundation, while Dong Yu carved it into a statue. "No worries, these insignificant demon, I’ve nourished my soul sufficiently within the Dragon Vein Crystal Fruit, should any devil dare come, I will aid in crushing them to death." The peculiar statue slowly raised its head, eyes flashing with life, with a mountain-like steadiness. Dong Yu rejoiced exceedingly, fell to the ground with gratitude: "With Master’s promise, my worries are eased, this time those demons will have no return." "Go, as long as I’m here, Guan Chao Pavilion shall endure with day and river vitality." The statue’s eyes gradually dimmed, reverting to its deathly silence. Dong Yu, assured, swept aside former helplessness, stepped from the great hall, towards the Firefly Sea. With sparkling waves, on the starlit lake surface, four Flying Magic Boats hovered above, over a hundred thousand disciples from various sects gathered here, forming a massive army array. Along the lakeshore, hang banners of various sects, Golden Sword Sect, Dragon and Tiger Sect, Miao Yin Temple, Dragon Roar Palace, Tianqing Pavilion, Cloud Sea Cave, Jiulie Castle... powerhouses of more than ten sects assembled. Dong Yu walked step by step, scanning the arena, then lifted his gaze to the horizon. There, billowing dark clouds surged, upon closer inspection, it is not clouds, but boundless insect clouds.