Night Raid
Claiming I died in the crossfire between Southern Star Taoist Temple and Cloudriver Sect would mean Formation Sect would have to take their complaint to the two sects. Meanwhile, Talisman Sect can sit back and watch. Now, the question is, how are they going to strike? Ma Mingxun, are you waiting to stab me in the back when the two sects start fighting? Daoist Nan Xing, what’s your role? Mu Yu pondered, staring at the backs of the two in question.
“Heaven Caster, how about having a rest at our humble abode since it has been a long journey for you? You can start work tomorrow. I do not have to be concerned about He Tianqian with you here.”
Examining the damaged formation foundations, Ma Mingxun clarified, “Patriarch, as per our principles, we will not involve ourselves with the conflicts between other sects. Our job is purely to handle the formations we are hired for. Please keep that in mind.”
“Und-understood.” Daoist Nan Xing’s disappointed flitted across his face.
What are the two playing at? Getting involved in the fight would be the best prospect for them to off me and justify it? Could Daoist Nan Xing really be innocent? Mu Yu pondered.
“Your order was for us to cast the same formation again; however, in light of your circumstances, are you sure you do not want to cast a more advanced formation?”
“How much would it cost me to cast a formation capable of withstanding a Body Severing Realm cultivator’s attack?”
“Nine hundred thousand.”
“Nine hundred thousand?!”
Ma Mingxun wasn’t trying to leverage the situation to extort some more from Daoist Nan Xing. Most would’ve agreed that the price was reasonable and arguably value for spirit stones. It wasn’t just about paying for the job. The spirit stones went back into other things, such as paying those who went on the job.
“As you are a long-time client, we can give you a discount of ten thousand spirit stones.”
Daoist Nan Xing shook his head with a hapless smile. “It is embarrassing to admit, but I do not even have two hundred thousand spirit stones.”
Besides the fact that small sects had to be frugal just to get by, sustaining formations cost spirit stones, as well. To sustain a formation that could protect them Body Severing Realm threats, they’d need five hundred spirit stones per year, which was five times more than what was considered high income for small sects.
“I am sorry, but we cannot do any more for you, then. We will cast the same formation again for you tomorrow.”
Daoist Nan Xing solemnly nodded. He led their guests to their rooms and instructed disciples to wait on them.
“You three should go back to your rooms to catch some shut eye. We’ll leave after we cast the formation tomorrow,” stated Ma Mingxun.
“Yes, Senior Brother.”
The rooms they provided for their guests were rooms they had to clear out due to their place being vandalised. As a result, Southern Star Taoist Temple’s disciples had to squeeze multiple disciples into a room.
Though he had his head on his pillow, Mu Yu maintained awareness of his surroundings. Without surprise, his room trembled at night. He got up and readied himself for attackers.
“Exterminate all the bugs in Southern Star Taoist Temple!”
“He Tianqiang, we have guests from Formation Sect here!” Daoist Nan Xing brayed.
“So what? Southern Star Taoist Temple ends tonight!”
“You’re not exterminating nobody!”
As the fight outside broke out, Ma Mingxun charged through Mu Yu’s door and shouted, “Feng Mu, we’re getting out of here now!”
“Hmph!” Mu Yu slid over to Ma Mingxun.
“The only place you’re going is to hell!” someone threatened from outside.
The individual shattered Mu Yu’s ceiling with his energy. As the roof fragments belted down, Mu Yu extended his attack arm toward Ma Mingxun.
“Talisman Sect?!” Ma Mingxun exclaimed.
Mu Yu pulled his hand and body back, wondering, Why does Ma Mingxun sound hostile and surprised?
“Gu Fei, Jing Yucheng, escort Mu Yu back to Formation Sect!” Ma Mingxun ordered as he dashed out.
Mu Yu: Damn it, I was wrong! If my team returned in one piece while I died on the job, Formation Sect would be extra mad with the team members. Talisman Sect wouldn’t take that risk! Everyone on the team is innocent!
“Junior Brother, stay alert. Now, let’s go,” said Gu Fei, racing to Mu Yu’s side with Jing Yucheng.
“We need to help Brother Ma,” argued Mu Yu.
“The opponent is a Body Severing Realm Greater Heaven Stage talisman master. We’re no match for him,” Gu Fei objected.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Mu Yu couldn’t see what the three incoming projectiles were, so Mu Yu drew Shadow Splitter Sword and thwarted the attack aimed at him. Sadly, Gu Fei and Jing Yucheng were unable to avoid the projectiles aimed at them, thereby falling to the ground.
“You two all right?”
Mu Yu propelled himself off the rooftop to reach Gu Fei and Jing Yucheng. As soon as he crouched down to check on the duo, they jumped up and revealed yellow formation foundations. The two morphed their formation foundations into swords and thrust at Mu Yu.
Why are they attacking me? Mu Yu wondered as he sidestepped the thrusts.
Thanks to the flames, Mu Yu spotted a yellow talisman on each of their foreheads.
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