The world called them the Demon Sect, but in truth, they were far more united than the scheming factions of Xiling. They were all fighting for the Wastelanders' future!
The Demon Sect had fewer than ten elders in its upper ranks, and only three had reached the Knowing Destiny Realm. Even counting Tang, who walked the world on the sect's behalf, and Sect Leader Lin Yi, that made just five.
Lin Yi said, "Xiling and the other nations have sent out the finest cultivators of their younger generation. They've gathered south of the Golden Tent Royal Court and may attack us any day now. We need to discuss how to respond."
The first elder said, "Thanks to you, Sect Leader, we took the Golden Tent Royal Court without shedding blood. With its cavalry and the warriors of our Bright Sect, ordinary armies and cultivators pose no problem. The real danger is the cultivators with profound strength."
The elders nodded. It was winter, they were fighting on their own ground, and they had the advantage in numbers. Though they faced tens of thousands of elite cavalry, they were confident.
More importantly, they were fighting to survive. Their will to fight was plainly stronger than that of Xiling's coalition, whose members were united in name alone.
"Exactly. The coalition all have their own agendas. They might even turn on one another mid-battle. We could send the Golden Tent Royal Court's cavalry in first, then reap the rewards. What do you think, Sect Leader?"
Everyone looked expectantly at Lin Yi, seated above them in a black fur coat.
Lin Yi thought for a moment. "I've already made arrangements with the cultivators from Tang Kingdom. They won't attack us. We only need to put on a show for each other.
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