I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 354 - 338: The Ten Thousand Demons Sect’s Gift

He was now very clear on what he had to do: gather strength, discover more and better disciples, and expand the Holy Hall. He believed that one day, Wang Meng would lead the Holy Hall to a whole new height. When that time came, everyone would have new opportunities. The better prepared they were, the better they could keep pace.

Hearing that Wang Meng had also brought back some Cultivation Techniques suitable for everyone, Gongsun Wuqing’s heart filled with even greater anticipation. Hu Jing was fair and generous, and given Thunderlight Hall’s style, they certainly wouldn’t hoard them. The Holy Hall was bound to be swept up in a new wave of martial training. To be honest, Gongsun Wuqing was not one to admit defeat; he felt that he, too, had a chance.

Zhao Guang stared calmly out the window. ’Wang Meng, just die on the road. Don’t blame me for being ruthless. Who told you to come back?!’

This was his trump card. He wouldn’t have used it if he wasn’t forced to, but having reached this point, he had to, at any cost!

Just then, the disciples outside grew boisterous again. Zhao Guang couldn’t stand this kind of noise now; he was growing neurotic. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face. ’Could it be...?’

Zhao Guang rushed out as well. The disciples outside were all talking at once. Wang Meng was back...

Instantly, Zhao Guang felt as if he had been struck by lightning. ’...How did he come back?’

’How is this possible? How could he have returned? How did he make it back? Are all the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect dead?!’

’They can’t even deal with a mere cultivator at the thirty-somethingth level!!!’

Yang Ying went to settle Yang Qingzi. She didn’t feel at ease leaving her mother in Tongming City, so she arranged for her to stay in Flying Phoenix Hall. Flying Phoenix Peak had plenty of space anyway, so it was easy to find a secluded spot. Normally, this wouldn’t be allowed in the Holy Hall, but even the Ancestral Masters had to turn a blind eye to this kind of special favor.

After settling this matter, it was time for Wang Meng to deal with Zhao Guang. Only then could he properly guide everyone’s cultivation. The remaining time was crucial. A deep understanding of the Five Elements Technique could help Zhang Xiaojiang and the others find the correct path of cultivation, something even the Ancestral Masters couldn’t do.

The Holy Hall had to become stronger, and Wang Meng was confident he could make it happen!

The Ancestral Masters were also waiting for Wang Meng.

"This kid is really something else now, making a whole group of us wait for him here," Lei Ting said with a laugh, his eyes crinkling with amusement.

"Go on and gloat, Old Lei!" Wu Fatian said, rolling his eyes.

A rare smile appeared on Zhao Tianlong’s serious face. "A person who can casually call on two Sect Leaders at the Great Perfection realm for help is someone we should wait for."

Zhao Tianlong had received more information from Zhao Xinglun, which was why he had warned Zhao Guang. Who would have thought the boy wouldn’t listen at all. ’Fortunately, he’s come to his senses now. The Wang Meng of today is not who he used to be. Forget Zhao Guang, even I couldn’t touch him.’

"The Sect Leader is also full of praise for him. This child is definitely our Holy Hall’s lucky star!" Li Xiuwen said with a smile, stroking his beard. He hadn’t felt this relaxed in a long time.

Zhou Luodan smiled. "Don’t let your praise make him complacent and arrogant."

"Don’t worry, Ancestral Master. He’s the type who gets stronger the more you praise him," Zhou Feng said with a laugh.

Elders were not supposed to be present on this occasion, but Zhou Feng was a special case. Who else had a better relationship with Wang Meng? In the years Wang Meng was away, he had defended Thunderlight Hall many times, nearly coming to a complete falling out with the Zhao Family on several occasions. Hu Jing and the others saw him as a true master. Although Ancestral Master Lei Ting was a good person, he didn’t have the backing of a powerful family like the four great clans, so there were many times when Zhou Feng was actually more helpful.

Suddenly, the Holy Hall’s Mountain Protection Array activated, and an Elder rushed in frantically.

"What is it? Why the panic?"

"Reporting to the Ancestral Masters! This is bad! The Barbarian Ghost Ancestor from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect has arrived."

Li Xiuwen and the others exchanged glances. Wasn’t the Barbarian Ghost Ancestor in the Great Yuan Realm? How did he end up here?

"How many people did the Ten Thousand Demons Sect send?"

"Reporting to the Ancestral Master, it’s just him. It seems... it seems he has no intention of attacking," the patrolling Elder said hesitantly. "He was the one who had a disciple announce his arrival."

The group looked at each other. Li Xiuwen stood up. "Let’s go take a look."

Six beams of light shot into the sky. Zhou Feng was left behind; at his level, he would be useless there.

Not long after the six Ancestral Masters left, Master Wang rushed over. "Ah, Old Zhou, where are the Ancestral Masters?"

Zhou Feng’s expression was a little grim. "The Barbarian Ghost Ancestor from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect suddenly appeared. The Ancestral Masters went to see him. You should wait here."

"The Barbarian Ghost Ancestor?" Wang Meng frowned. ’Has the Ten Thousand Demons Sect not learned its lesson?’

Before Zhou Feng could stop him, Wang Meng had already shot into the sky.

By this time, Li Xiuwen and the others were already face-to-face with the Barbarian Ghost Ancestor. Although they were Ancestral Masters, the six of them were at a level very close to an Ancestor. The Barbarian Ghost Ancestor would have a hard time dealing with six peak-level Ancestral Masters by himself. Judging by his posture, he indeed wasn’t here to fight.

"Fellow Daoist Barbaric Ghost, what brings you to our Holy Hall?" Li Xiuwen said with a smile.

The Barbarian Ghost let out a sinister laugh. "Fellow Daoist Li, your grace is as radiant as ever. I’ve come today to discuss something with your Holy Hall, but Wang Meng needs to be present."

The six of them were stunned, not knowing what kind of scheme the Barbarian Ghost Ancestor was plotting. If he was here to assassinate Wang Meng, it would be truly dangerous. Wang Meng was the Holy Hall’s ultimate weapon in the Cultivation Academy.

"Ahem, what do you want with him, Fellow Daoist?"

"Fellow Daoist Li, you’re all too cautious. If I wanted to make a move, I would have ambushed him on the road. Could you have stopped me? The question is, who dares to touch him now?"

The Barbarian Ghost laughed self-deprecatingly.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Stop beating around the bush," Lei Ting said, his temper getting the better of him.

"Fellow Daoist Lei, you can’t make the decision on this matter. It’s only valid if he agrees."

The Barbarian Ghost Ancestor suddenly smiled and looked toward the Holy Hall. "Very good. He’s here."

Wang Meng had already flown up. Li Xiuwen immediately called Wang Meng to his side, just in case.

The Barbarian Ghost Ancestor stared intently at Wang Meng, as if he wanted to eat him alive. Wang Meng simply looked back at him. ’What is this old fellow up to?’

The Barbarian Ghost Ancestor chuckled. "A hero truly emerges from the young."

If any other disciple who hadn’t reached Minor Perfection were to be stared at by his ghostly eyes, their state of mind would at least waver. But this Wang Meng was completely unfazed.

"Fellow Daoist Barbaric Ghost, you can say what you need to say now," Li Xiuwen said.

"Hehe, before we begin, let me give you a small meeting gift. You have a traitor in your Holy Hall. He told us about Wang Meng and asked us to ambush him on his way here. This person is called Zhao Guang, and it seems he’s one of your disciples."

The Barbarian Ghost Ancestor smiled coldly.

"Old Demon Barbaric Ghost, stop your slander! Zhao Guang is a disciple of my Zhao Family!"

"Zhao Tianlong, we Demon Cultivators are true villains, not sanctimonious hypocrites. Do I need to go after one of your disciples? Besides, you can investigate for yourself whether it’s true or not. I already said, this is just a small meeting gift."

The Barbarian Ghost Ancestor shot a glance at Zhao Tianlong, not giving Ancestor Master Zhao a shred of respect.

Wang Meng, however, sighed. ’So Zhao Guang really hasn’t given up. When you think about it, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect wanted to kill me the most. What a brilliant move, to use a borrowed knife to kill someone. If I had really been ambushed by an Ancestor, no one could have come to the rescue in time.’