Chapter 543 - 542: When Spirit Control Appears, All Spirits Submit

Chapter 543: Chapter 542: When Spirit Control Appears, All Spirits Submit

Outside the Spiritual Control Sect, everyone saw a great white Dragon charge toward the flame-like Spirit Beast.

Their battle was already far above the ground, yet the Spiritual Control Sect still couldn’t escape the collateral damage.

If they kept fighting like this, the Spiritual Control Sect would surely be destroyed.

After one exchange, the Jinling Loach realized this as well.

It felt a pang of regret for being too impulsive.

’I’m not an idiot,’ it thought. ’I get it now. I see why that person only told me to stall it.’

Clashing head-on like this was the same as directly destroying the Spiritual Control Sect.

The Jinling Loach looked at the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast in fury. "And to think you were the Old Beggar’s Spirit Beast. How dare you attack the Spiritual Control Sect? You’re a disgrace to him."

"Shut up!" the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast roared. "I didn’t! You forced me! All of you forced my hand!

You’re the ones who deserve to die."

The Jinling Loach gave it a contemptuous look, then said softly, "Traitor."

Hearing this, the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast flew into a rage. "You deserve to die! All of you deserve to die! Just die!"

In an instant, all its attacks focused on a single target: the Jinling Loach.

But the Jinling Loach wasn’t flustered. Instead, it breathed a sigh of relief internally.

’Good thing the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast is so easily provoked. As long as its emotions are unstable, my chances of winning increase.’

For now, it could only stall and look for a chance to turn the tables.

This was what its master had taught it: the three key elements of battle. First, luck. Second, strength. Third, mentality.

Strength was relatively constant, and luck was dictated by fate. Only one’s mentality was ever-changing.

Making an opponent lose their cool was the same as robbing them of their judgment. When strength was comparable, its odds of victory would soar.

’So, all I can do now is wait.’

Everyone could see the battle between the Jinling Loach and the Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast, and they could even hear their dialogue.

Sect Leader Ximen sighed. He glanced at their own weakened Spirit Beasts in the distance and understood something.

The Jinling Loach must be trying to help them. As for why the Spiritual Control Sect had ended up in this state, he had already sent his wife to investigate.

He should have an answer soon.

Soon, Lady Ximen arrived.

Most of the sect members were now outside the Spiritual Control Sect, while a small group had been secretly sent away.

All they could do was wait here.

If the Spiritual Control Sect survived, they would bring those disciples back as quickly as possible.

But if, from this day forward, the Spiritual Control Sect was no more, then those disciples would have to survive on their own.

"The Jinling Loach can leave power-draining Runes on other Spirit Beasts, allowing it to steal their power for its own use when necessary," Lady Ximen said immediately upon arriving.

Sect Leader Ximen nodded. ’So that’s it. That Jinling Loach must have sensed the danger and is helping us.’

As for why, they had no idea.

Perhaps it was in a good mood, or perhaps it had its own agenda.

But for them, this wasn’t a bad thing.

At least, not for now.

After understanding all this, Lady Ximen asked worriedly, "Chuihuo is still inside, isn’t he?"

Sect Leader Ximen nodded.

Lady Ximen clutched the necklace around her neck, looking uneasy.

Within her necklace, two wisps of flame burned as if they were alive.

The reason they hadn’t been overly worried about Ximen Chuihuo until now was that one of those wisps was still burning steadily.

Lady Ximen grabbed Sect Leader Ximen’s arm. "He’s your only son. You have to think of something."

Sect Leader Ximen nodded and then tried to comfort her, "Don’t worry. They say a scourge lasts a thousand years. That rebellious son of ours is the scourge of the Spiritual Control Sect. Even if the rest of us die, he’ll probably still be alive."

He said that, but inwardly, Sect Leader Ximen couldn’t help but sigh.

’I hope Ximen Chuihuo shows up soon,’ he thought. ’Then I can use my final move. Maybe I can save our son.’

「 」

Ximen Chuihuo knew nothing of the events outside. At this moment, he was being sized up.

"’Had heaven not birthed me, Ximen Chuihuo, the art of Spirit Control would be an eternal night.’ You said that?" the Old Beggar asked, looking at Ximen Chuihuo with a faint, unreadable smile.

Ximen Chuihuo braced himself and nodded. "Yes, Ancestor."

The Old Beggar continued, "Then can you live up to those words? Are you willing to accept my inheritance?"

Ximen Chuihuo frowned, then finally shook his head. "I’m sorry, but I am not willing to accept the inheritance. I was wondering, could my younger sister take my place?

She has a natural affinity for Spirit Beasts. In all these years, she is the most outstanding and promising disciple the Spiritual Control Sect has ever had.

The inheritance would be most suited for her."

The Old Beggar tilted his head. "An affinity for Spirit Beasts? Hmm, that is indeed quite convenient."

Then, the Old Beggar asked, "And how does she treat Spirit Beasts?"

Ximen Chuihuo thought for a moment. "Pretty well, I suppose. She’s caught me eating Spirit Beasts and reported me several times."

The moment the words left his mouth, Ximen Chuihuo regretted it. ’Did I just shoot myself in the foot?’

’Getting yelled at is one thing, but it would be a shame to lose out on the inheritance.’

But what Ximen Chuihuo didn’t expect was for the Old Beggar to look at him and suddenly start laughing.

"Come with me," the Old Beggar said, abruptly turning to walk away.

Confused, Ximen Chuihuo could only follow.

The moment he did, however, Ximen Chuihuo felt them instantly leave their original spot and reappear high in the sky.

Beneath his feet was a vast landscape of countless rivers and mountains.

Whether it was the Spiritual Control Sect or any other place, it all seemed to be under his feet.

’Perhaps this is the true Spirit Peak,’ Ximen Chuihuo couldn’t help but think.

But he still couldn’t see the dueling Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast and Jinling Loach.

However, just because Ximen Chuihuo couldn’t see them didn’t mean they couldn’t see him.

Though they couldn’t see his actual form.

The instant he and the Old Beggar appeared, the entire mountain peak projected a beam of light into the sky.

This light eventually formed two figures standing in mid-air, seemingly looking at something.

The light seemed to be a projection, so the figures weren’t very clear.

But their appearance naturally startled everyone.

Especially the Ximen Couple.

Lady Ximen asked nervously, "That’s Chuihuo, isn’t it?"

Sect Leader Ximen didn’t speak, but just kept watching.

At that moment, a tremendous roar echoed from the sky. "Mine! That’s mine! That’s mine! What right do you have to take what’s mine?!"

The Heaven-Burning Spirit Beast grew more and more agitated, its attacks becoming faster and faster, yet it was still unable to get past the Jinling Loach.

In truth, the Jinling Loach was also curious.

It thought it sensed the Old Beggar’s aura.

Soon, it heard a voice declare: "Atop the Spirit Peak, I alone am supreme! Across the eight wastes, All-Things Cut will gleam! I rule the world, who dares disobey? When Spirit Control appears, all spirits must obey!"

These words instantly spread to everyone present.

And most of them were left utterly dumbfounded.

There were some things they wanted to say but didn’t know if they should.

Sect Leader Ximen’s expression darkened as well.

Although he didn’t know who this person was, the words clearly had something to do with the Spiritual Control Sect.

It was highly likely this was an ancestor of the sect.

Therefore, he didn’t dare to comment.

Ximen Chuihuo was even more exasperated, because at this very moment, the ancestor was looking at him. ’What does that mean?’

’Does he want me to come up with one, too?’

’No way. I couldn’t handle the embarrassment.’

’The world is so big; I’m afraid the people down below would hear me.’