The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1217

Chapter 1217: Chapter 1214: Divide the Sect Chapter 1217: Chapter 1214: Divide the Sect “What's this 'Thousand-mile Wing Flapping Technique'? I am performing 'Ten Thousand Li Soaring', why would that have anything to do with your Master?” Shen Luo said, of course unable to admit the truth.

He was not intentionally hiding anything; it's just that some things can't be explained to Fu Donglai. After all, he couldn't very well tell him, “This is from your master's corpse, which I took after traveling to hundreds of years in the future, right?”

“Forget it, whatever it is, if it weren't for you, we couldn't have made it here so quickly,” Fu Donglai said, not dwelling on the matter any further.

“Now, your Master has already returned to Lion Camel Ridge, and I bet he's in Lion King Cave. It would be difficult to see him in private. What do you plan to do?” Shen Luo asked, changing the topic.

“Right now is when Lion Camel Ridge's defenses are the most stringent. Sneaking in will surely be difficult. But the safety of my Master is paramount; even if there's risk, I can't NOT go,” Fu Donglai said, his expression becoming serious.

Hearing this, Shen Luo couldn't help but hold his forehead and say:

“Elder Brother Fu, you are generally prudent and smart, but why are you acting so rashly today?”

“Brother Shen, you don't understand. My Master is like both a father and a teacher to me; he raised and taught me. I can't let anything happen to him,” Fu Donglai stated solemnly.

“Rashness and impetuosity will only lead to harm for both others and yourself. There is still time now; we actually have a better option,” Shen Luo said.

“What option?” Fu Donglai asked anxiously upon hearing this.

“When is Lion Camel Ridge's defense at its weakest?” Shen Luo asked.

After pondering for a moment, Fu Donglai replied, “The Lion King Cave, unlike other places in Lion Camel Ridge, is well-guarded at all times during the twelve two-hour periods. I can't think of a time when it would be lax.”

“That's the usual situation. But tomorrow Lion Camel Ridge is going to hold a division ceremony. That should be the time when it is easiest to find a loophole,” Shen Luo said.

“Indeed, at that time everyone's attention will be on the conference. That will likely be the most lax moment. But if we wait until then, will we still have a chance to tell the truth to the Master?” Fu Donglai pondered aloud.

“What we need to tell him isn't just the truth, but also the evidence,” Shen Luo said with a smile.

The next day, early morning.

Outside Lion King Cave, a sacrificial platform made of compacted earth three feet and three inches high had already been erected. Surrounding it stood over thirty trusted demon generals, more than seventy direct disciples, and leaders of nineteen patrol teams, each accompanied by five hundred of their loyal demon soldiers, all neatly waiting nearby.

These demon crowds belonged to different demon kings, hence they had formed into three distinct groups, maintaining a certain distance from each other, clearly demarcated.

On the left were the troops of the Six-tusked Elephant King, in the center those of the Blue-haired Lion King, and on the right, the Gold-Winged Peng King's troops.

In the midst of the right side's five hundred demon soldiers, there were two figures mingling with them.

They were different from the surrounding demon soldiers who were whispering quietly to each other; though standing shoulder to shoulder, both maintained a rare silence, and even when others around them initiated conversation, the two of them did not shift their gaze, ignoring the others completely.

With tens of thousands of demon soldiers in Lion Camel Ridge, those who were allowed to attend the ceremony were undoubtedly the confidants of their respective leaders.

However, they could not all be entirely acquainted with each other, so when these two men did not respond, they were simply taken as unsociable, and no one paid them too much attention.

After all, no one would believe that at a time like this, someone would dare to infiltrate Lion Camel Ridge.

Of course, Shen Luo and Fu Donglai, who had boldly sneaked in, did not think this way.

“Brother Shen, will this really work?” Fu Donglai communicated through a voice transmission.

“We must catch the thieves and seize their goods. If we don't produce the evidence, merely relying on our word will not be enough to stop your Master. Don't act impetuously later; we must adapt to the situation,” Shen Luo replied.

Fu Donglai silently nodded his head.

At that moment, a dense thrum of war drums sounded.

Inside the Lion King Cave, three towering figures slowly stepped out and walked toward the Sacrificial Platform.

The leader was a man with a robust and upright stature, wearing a green leather armor underneath and a fur-trimmed overcoat. His face, with sharp angles and edges, bore a strong and courageous look. His dark green, slightly curled long hair was not tied up but naturally gathered behind his head.

His eyes emitted a faint golden sheen, as if harboring golden starlight within.

To his left and half a step behind was a tall man in Silver Armor, still maintaining the characteristic appearance of the Demon Clan–a striking visage with six outward-pointing long tusks.

To his right, walking in step with him, was a handsome man with a hawkish nose, clad in a Black Feather Cloak, his face always wearing a faint smile.

Following them was a line of ten Demon generals, among whom were a scale-armored man with a leopard's head and a human body, a tall one-eyed blue wolf, and a sinuous woman with serpentine patterns, with Xiong Ran standing prominently among them.

This group of individuals ascended the High Platform and immediately provoked a tsunami-like shouting from the Demon crowd below.

“We greet the Great King…”

“The Great King is valiant…”

…

The words uttered by the Demons were all adulatory, leaving Shen Luo speechless.

After a while, the Blue-haired Lion King raised his hand in a gesturing motion, apparently stopping the flurry of flattery.

“Although Today is an auspicious time, it marks the day of division for Lion Camel Ridge. For this reason, we set up an altar to perform a sacred rite to notify Heaven and Earth. Although we cut robes and break our fellowship, it does not diminish our brotherly affection. From now on, Lion Camel Ridge and Shituocheng will belong to different sects, yet we will remain united as one,” proclaimed the Blue-haired Lion King, his face showing neither joy nor sorrow, as he spoke with a voice as resonant as a large bell.

The Demon soldiers and Demon generals all shouted in chorus.

“Big Brother, Second Brother, rest assured. Shituocheng will still look up to Lion Camel Ridge as its lead. If Big Brother and Second Brother ever need anything, our Shituocheng will give all-out support without any hesitation,” said the Golden Wings Large peng, stepping forward.

The Blue-haired Lion King nodded, but the Six-tusked Elephant King snorted coldly, turning his head away.

“Second Brother, in front of the little demons, don't embarrass Third Brother. In my view, splitting the family is not entirely a bad thing. If you have the intention to establish your own faction, I will not stand in your way. This can also be considered a contribution to the expansion and continuation of our Lion Camel Ridge Demon Clan lineage,” whispered the Blue-haired Lion King, persuading in a lowered voice.

“I got it, Big Brother. But I'm not going to leave Lion Camel Ridge. This is my home, my foundation. I won't easily change my allegiance and start my own sect,” the Six-tusked Elephant King said with a hint of irony.

“Second Brother…” the Golden Wings Large peng said helplessly.

“Don't call me, I can't bear it,” the Six-tusked Elephant King responded without a shred of appreciation.

“Enough, don't be petulant. I didn't invite other sects to observe the ceremony because I feared you wouldn't be able to keep the peace during the grand ceremony. Now what? Do you want to make a spectacle for our own Demon soldiers and generals?” the Blue-haired Lion King said, his tone becoming more stern.

The division ceremony of Lion Camel Ridge was very simple. First, the three brothers jointly offered incense to Heaven and Earth, and then took a wisp of sacred fire from the ancestral fire basin of the sect, which the Golden Wings Large peng would bring back to Shituocheng for worship.

Everything went smoothly.

Shen Luo and Fu Donglai, however, were incredibly tense, their eyes fixated on everyone on the platform, especially Xiong Ran, the three-headed fire lion.

At this moment, Xiong Ran also looked unnatural. His gaze kept wandering behind the Golden Wings Large peng, appearing somewhat anxious.