"That's right," I nodded, "I'm not of the demon race, but I have deep ties with you demons. Have you heard of the Twin Cranes of Jizhou?"
"Yun Zhong He, He Ding Hong?" the old Taoist exclaimed in surprise.
"Mhm. They are siblings, both my good friends. And Sha Wuji is also my sworn brother." I deliberately tried to align myself with the demons of Jizhou, as the guests present were all from Jizhou. Perhaps there would be some connection with my three demon friends.
In truth, it was a bit impulsive. This was a hastily conceived excuse. If I had been more cautious, I should have called Sha Wuji directly after seeing the license plate to inquire. He might have been able to identify their identities just by the plate.
"Oh?" The old Taoist indeed seemed to know something. "So, you are friends of the Hengshui Sect?"
Hengshui is in Jizhou. I immediately realized that the party coming to challenge was the so-called Hengshui Sect.
"That's right! I'm quite familiar with their sect leader. Could it be they're inside? No wonder the cars at the entrance looked familiar!" I chuckled.
"Hmph hmph," the old Taoist sneered, "I didn't expect Old Xing to have invited reinforcements!"
"Ah? Sect Leader Xing is really inside!" I feigned surprise. The fact that he called him "Old Xing" likely meant he was the sect leader of the Hengshui Sect.
The old Taoist grew impatient, "Just say you're here to help. We, the Shenfeng Sect, are not that stingy! Guests are always welcome. Three of you, please come in."
Pretending my lie had been exposed, I smiled sheepishly, "Then I'll trouble you, sir!"
The fox demon and Ya Nan exchanged a glance, perhaps thinking that in my past life I might have been a whip, given how I could spin tales.
Passing through the main hall, the fighters sent by both sides were locked in fierce combat. The old Taoist said nothing, merely pointing to one side as an introduction. We three took the opportunity and quickly moved to stand beside one of the teams. This must be the Hengshui Sect. They looked at us strangely, but since we were guests brought in by the host, they didn't pry further. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Meanwhile, at the Shenfeng Sect's side, the old Taoist approached the demon leader sitting on the central armchair and, looking in our direction, whispered a few words. The demon leader was a woman, appearing to be in her early thirties, with a stern expression. She didn't even glance at us directly, only nodding. Perhaps she considered the three of us younglings not worth her notice.
She certainly had the right to be arrogant. Her aura was at the highest level of blue energy, so deeply blue it was almost purple, poised to transition from a blue-level great demon to a purple-level colossal demon.
On the Hengshui Sect's side, the demon leader sitting in the center was not a blue-level great demon, but an old man with green energy. He also had a blue-level great demon by his side, though not in the core position of the group. He stood to the side, very close to us. He was a young man with a mohawk hairstyle, a lean build, and a short stature of only about 1.6 meters. He wore a gray suit but sported a pair of Adidas running shoes, looking ready for action at any moment.
After we three stood over here, only that short young man kept glancing at us. I even suspected he possessed the ability to identify demons.
It seemed I guessed correctly. After observing us for a few moments, the short man quietly moved from the back row to his leader's side and said something to the old man. The old man looked at us in surprise, then said something to the short man. The short man then quietly moved from the back row to my side and asked in a low voice, "Forgive my presumption, but from where do you three hail?"
"Friends of Sha Wuji," I replied. My story remained consistent, thus being fair to both sides.
The short man looked relieved and cupped his hands in greeting, "Brother Sha is indeed a man of his word. I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly."
It seemed they truly had some connection with Sha Wuji. But I merely nodded and said no more, afraid of letting something slip.
After the short man returned to report, the old man, the leader, nodded with a smile towards our side. The short man also returned to his original position.
I stealthily took a photo of the scene with my phone and sent it to Sha Wuji via WeChat.
A moment later, Sha Wuji replied: "Are you crazy, brother! What are you doing there!"