Kill all the male disciples, leave the female disciples

Three days later, [Kindness Sect] rode the sect's spirit boats and headed to the gathering place. Except for the very few disciples who stayed behind, [Kindness Sect] had basically gone all out.

On the spirit boat, everyone had very serious expressions, but [Tang Xiaoyu] was very excited.

[Zhang Huizhu] started assigning tasks to the elders: "Xiaoyu, you and Old Six lead two thousand disciples to clear out the small sects along the way."

"I will take the rest of the people and directly attack [Tianxuan Sect] along with the other two sects."

"Of course, they will also send people to clear out those small sects."

"Once your task is complete, quickly meet up with us."

[Tang Xiaoyu] stretched his neck: "Understood."

After flying for a day, they finally arrived at the gathering place. The sect leaders greeted each other, and [Tang Xiaoyu] and his group took the lead to take action, with the main forces directly attacking [Tianxuan Sect].

[Tang Xiaoyu] led his people to the first target, a third-rate sect with only three to four hundred disciples.

[Tang Xiaoyu] stood at the entrance of the opponent's sect with a cold expression: "Either swear allegiance, or die."

Soon, the sect leader of the opponent brought his elders and disciples rushing out.

Seeing [Tang Xiaoyu], the sect leader was startled: "[Tang Sect Leader], we have met before. I am your loyal supporter."

[Tang Xiaoyu] thought about it carefully and seemed to have seen this person in [Tianxuan Sect].

Seeing that [Tang Xiaoyu] seemed to remember him, the opponent shouted out the slogan of "victory".

The sect leader walked up to [Tang Xiaoyu]: "[Tang Sect Leader], what are you doing? Whatever you need, we dare not disobey."

"From that day on, you have been the leader of us third-rate sects. As long as you raise your hand, we will definitely rise up with our disciples to follow you."

[Tang Xiaoyu]'s heart collapsed: [I'm here to conquer, not to rebel.]

Subsequently, [Tang Xiaoyu] reiterated his purpose and requirements.

"Damn it, [Tang Sect Leader], no, [Tang Elder] now, this is a word from you. Let me spread the word to other brothers to surrender."

"From now on, the [Dao Ancestor] will be the god we worship. Anyone who dares to be disrespectful to him will become our enemy."

"[Tang Elder], elders, please come in with me."

[Tang Xiaoyu] was a little puzzled, but he was not afraid of any tricks.

After leading the disciples into the sect, they then saw something that made the [Kindness Sect] disciples stare with mouths wide open.

A statue of none other than the [Dao Ancestor] stood in the square.

[Tang Xiaoyu] was confused: "What's going on here?"

The sect leader explained: "We are the closest to your territory, so we naturally know a little bit about the news over there."

"You should understand that we third-rate sects don't have much to worship. When we learned that you guys over there were all worshipping the [Dao Ancestor], we secretly sent people to investigate the situation."

"After learning about the glorious deeds of the [Dao Ancestor], we swore to join the [Dao Ancestor]'s gate."

[Tang Xiaoyu] sneered inwardly: [What glorious deeds does that old guy have.]

Just as he had finished sneering, the voice of the old guy he was talking about came.

"You little bastard, you dare to curse me in your heart? Do you want to die or not want to live anymore?"

[Tang Xiaoyu] jumped three feet high, then knelt on the ground: "[Dao Ancestor], your disciple knows his mistake. Your disciple was just speaking recklessly."

The others also hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Greetings [Dao Ancestor]."

"Alright, alright, stand up everyone! I can feel your sincerity."

"Just you, little bastard, tell me why I don't have glorious deeds? Although I am not the original [Dao Ancestor], I am still the [Dao Ancestor], right!"

[Tang Xiaoyu] wished he was dead. He kowtowed repeatedly: "[Dao Ancestor], please let me off this once! I really know I was wrong."

"Alright, alright. Given your performance over the years, I'll spare you this time. Next time I'll make you a eunuch."

[Tang Xiaoyu] felt a chill in his lower body. He quickly promised: "I will never dare again next time."

"Learn from them. They offer incense and kowtow every day with utmost sincerity and never dare show the slightest disrespect. This sincerity makes me feel comfortable too."

[Tang Xiaoyu] quickly said: "Your disciple is also very sincere every day, it's just that I can't control my mouth."

"Enough. If you weren't sincere, I would have made you a eunuch long ago. Hurry up and take care of your own business."

"Yes, farewell [Dao Ancestor]."

The others also shouted: "Farewell [Dao Ancestor]."

Well! This is hitting more the more one hits!

Looking at the extra few hundred people, [Tang Xiaoyu] felt very spirited but had nowhere to vent it.

The sect leader walked over: "[Tang Elder], stay here for a day. The other sect leaders have brought their people over."

"Everyone, please come into the hall with me."

He then instructed his disciples: "Quick, prepare the banquet for our brothers."

The next day, looking at the extra ten thousand people, [Tang Xiaoyu] had a sentence he didn't know whether to say or not.

"[Tang Elder], after that incident, we were afraid of being retaliated against, so we chose to unite to advance and retreat together. Now only thirty-some sects have come, and another thirty-some sects on [Tianxuan Sect]'s side were unable to come over."

"When we get to the foot of [Tianxuan Sect] Mountain, they will rise up and join us." A sect leader explained.

[Tang Xiaoyu] nodded: [Still daring to rise up, do I still want to be king and hegemony!]

Since the [Dao Ancestor] had acknowledged them and said they were fine, [Tang Xiaoyu] could only accept it.

"Did you not run into any of our other people?" [Tang Xiaoyu] asked curiously.

A sect leader said: "We met them, but after they knew we were under the [Dao Ancestor]'s gate, they left. We wanted to go with them, but when we received the news that you were here, we came over."

[Tang Xiaoyu] didn't want to say too much: "Move out. Next destination."

"What's the next destination?"

"[Yinming Sect], [Sanqing Sect]. We don't need to go to [Sanqing Sect] anymore, let's just go straight to [Yinming Sect]! They are [Tianxuan Sect]'s loyal dogs."

[Tang Xiaoyu] shook his head: "Go to [Sanqing Sect] first."

"Alright."

When over ten thousand people appeared at the [Sanqing Sect]'s gate, their legs turned soft from fear.

It was still [Zhou Ruiqing] who came out to stabilize the situation.

"Little Tang, what are you doing?"

[Tang Xiaoyu] sneered coldly: "What am I doing? Of course I'm here to settle accounts."

"Elder Zhou, I don't want to make things difficult for you. Call Little Yan out."

"[Little Yan] has been with your sister for over ten years now."

Upon hearing this, [Tang Xiaoyu] hurriedly asked: "Doing what?"

"They went to Qingshan Town to look for you. I don't know where they went after that, but they must be alright, because when I went to check, I found a lot of [Qingyun Sword Sect] disciples' corpses there." [Zhou Ruiqing] replied.

[Tang Xiaoyu] was relieved: "Since there are [Qingyun Sword Sect] disciples' corpses there, it means they must have escaped. If there were no corpses, then something must have happened to them."

Looking at [Zhou Ruiqing]: "Elder Zhou, who is the sect leader now?"

"[Shi Tou]."

[Tang Xiaoyu] sneered contemptuously: "He can become sect leader too? Then there is no need for [Sanqing Sect] to exist anymore."

[Zhou Ruiqing] pleaded earnestly: "Can you spare [Sanqing Sect]? I beg you."

[Tang Xiaoyu] smiled gently and said indifferently: "I'll give you some face."

"Sixth brother, kill all the male disciples and leave the female disciples to Elder Zhou!"

[Zhu Six] grinned: "No problem."

[Zhou Ruiqing] really wanted to stop him, but his strength was no match for [Zhu Six] at all.

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