System's Super Sect Chapter 869 - 826: Returning to the Sect

"Sect Leader, what should we decide?"

"The Red Leaf Sect must be spiraling into a panic right now. If we fail to return immediately, the consequences will be dire."

"Sect Leader?"

The dozen Vice Sect Leaders of the Red Leaf Sect had completely moved past their interest in the Nine-tailed Demon Fox Race. For these men, the Red Leaf Sect was their bedrock. With scores of Earth Unrestricted Experts already perished, failing to return now could invite total catastrophic collapse. Even if the alliance with the Yin Yang Family and the Xuan Court Pavilion succeeded in wiping out the Nine-tailed Demon Fox Race, it could never compensate for the losses the Red Leaf Sect would suffer at home.

Ye Wuping remained quiet, her mind occupied by far more complex calculations than those of her subordinates.

To leave?

She was loath to do so.

After investing over a decade of meticulous planning and Herculean effort into capturing the Divine Child of the Nine-tailed Demon Fox Race, the idea of walking away now was agonizing.

Yet, without the presence of high-level experts to hold the reins, the situation back at the Red Leaf Sect would surely deteriorate, leading to an uncertain future.

"Immortal Sect, you truly are a surprise. Ye Wuping will not forget this. Failing to tear you down to the last member would be an insult to the shock you have dealt me." Ye Wuping shut her eyes, spinning away in fury, turning her back on Supreme City and the vast, peaceful sky.

The decision was made: she would withdraw.

With no other options, she had to sacrifice her grand ambitions to return and restore order to the Red Leaf Sect.

...

As the Red Leaf Sect forces began their retreat from Supreme City, the local spectators were stunned.

They had been eagerly anticipating a grand, historic exhibition.

However, after receiving word from the Red Leaf Sect's own vassal states, the onlookers finally understood the reasoning behind their sudden departure.

This realization only fueled a cycle of even more incredulous gossip.

"The Immortal Sect?"

"I have never heard of any such organization. They actually chose the moment the Sect Leader was away to assault the Red Leaf Sect, slaughtering Vice Sect Leader Dongjin and over fifty Earth Unrestricted Lower Realm Elders."

"That is only half the story. Do you wonder why the Immortal Sect chose to strike? The Red Leaf Sect issued an edict to crush them days ago, but the project was delayed by the Nine-tailed Demon Fox Race incident. The Immortal Sect simply decided to strike first to seize the initiative!"

"This Immortal Sect is incredibly decisive and ruthless."

Supreme City buzzed with constant activity as people traded these rumors.

They feasted on this sensational news, which had eclipsed even the upcoming execution of the Divine Child from the Nine-tailed Demon Fox Race in terms of sheer shock value.

When was the last time the Red Leaf Sect had endured such a profound defeat?

A century ago?

Two centuries?

To have an outside faction invade their home and execute dozens of Earth Unrestricted Experts was truly unprecedented.

While the masses chatted, the other two major powers present laughed in private. They had never been true allies; their cooperation had been born of temporary convenience against a shared rival.

Stripped of that pretense, they were natural enemies.

Seeing the Red Leaf Sect suffer such agony and forced abandonment of their goals brought immense satisfaction to the other two factions.

However, what those factions failed to anticipate was that with the Red Leaf Sect’s elite absent, the Nine-tailed Demon Fox Race managed to successfully liberate their Divine Child. Though the rescue came at a bloody cost, the race succeeded and effectively humiliated the two remaining factions in the process.

But that is a story for another time.

...

Red Domain.

Wen Ping had been away from the Immortal Sect for four days. At the crack of dawn on the fifth day, he finally arrived back home with his entire party.

His first order of business was simple: put these new captives from the Red Leaf Sect to work planting trees.

When Yang Lele and his companions viewed these new laborers, they were stunned to discover they were all Mountain Suppression Realm experts. Seeing such fresh, youthful talent tasked with manual labor left them speechless.

"Hey! You! What is your name?"

Yang Lele pointed his finger squarely at a haughty girl standing in the line.

She was a prestigious prodigy of the Red Leaf Sect and a power in the Red Domain, and being addressed so casually by a child caused her blood to boil. She opened her mouth to snap at him, but then she felt a terrifying pressure looming behind her, causing her to freeze and meekly bow her head.

The others followed suit, lowering their heads in resignation.

This was no longer the Red Leaf Sect. Resistance here was nothing more than a shortcut to the grave.

One by one, they stammered out their names upon request.

After listening to a few, Yang Lele waved a hand dismissively. "I am a Senior Brother of the Immortal Sect, keep that in mind. From this day forward, stop using such complicated names. You will be identified by number, just like the other servants. You are Twenty-Two, you are Twenty-Three, lift your head, you are Twenty-Four..."

After counting them well into the seventies, Yang Lele marched them to the back mountain, handed out gardening equipment, and assigned the original servants to act as their supervisors.

Human nature contains an inherent, dark weakness.

When people are oppressed, they suffer, but when granted the power to dominate others, they never hesitate to pass that suffering down the line.

This transition often occurs without the individuals even realizing it.

The veteran servant, a man of the Mountain Suppression Realm, began shouting at the Red Leaf Sect prodigies the moment Yang Lele turned his back.

"Why all those grim faces? Did someone die? Perk up! If your quota isn't met by sunset, don't even think about sleeping. If any of you dare to slack off, you will learn exactly how I deal with such insubordination."

He then proudly declared his own status. Meanwhile, Wen Ping took Mu Long and departed the Immortal Sect, teleporting directly to the Demon Emperor Lake.

Due to a massive infusion of Demon Qi, the landscape of the lake had undergone a total metamorphosis.

The area was crawling with demons, each possessing incredible proficiency in Yao Li techniques.

Upon their arrival, Mu Long stepped onto the land with intense curiosity, his expression reflecting his profound confusion.

He could sense an aura completely foreign to anything he had encountered in either the current or the previous age. As he observed his surroundings, he accidentally trod on a blade of grass. To his shock, the plant cried out, "Be careful, Senior! You've stepped on me!"

Mu Long jumped back, staring as the blade of grass yanked itself from the soil and shuffled off to find a new spot to root.

"This is..."

Wen Ping chuckled at Mu Long’s bewilderment. "Keep moving. You are going to see things far stranger than a talking weed."

Mu Long nodded and followed him deeper into the woods.