The God of Cataka

108

"Hows it? Is this sect enough for your God Pillar?" Shen Zhu asked as he rubbed his cat head. "My wife!" He added while smiling sideways.

"Hmmmm.." Xiao Mao muttered through the voice on Shen Zhu's head. "Actually, even if combined with the Shu Sect, it is not even comparable to the Blood Sect. But since this is the first time you've called me 'my wife', I'll consider it."

"Then I will save this place for my concubine!" shen Zhu Goda.

"Forget it!" sergeant Xiao Mao quickly jumped from Shen Zhu's lap, then lunged at the signboard above the gate and dropped it. "This text is mine. You're just mine!" it clawed at the writing of the Shenlu Sect on the board and wiped it, flipped the board, then carved a new name.

The Hunter God Sect.

Soon a young man from the Shu Sect burst out with a number of their college disciples. "Chairman! I came with help," he said. But then it froze and stammered looking around. "All this—"

Shen Zhu smiled faintly.

"You did it yourself?" asked the young man.

"Help me clean this place up!" shen Zhu's instructions were expressionless.

"Good!" the youths of the Shu Sect bowed together. Then it began to disperse away the bodies, tidying up the messy place and cleaning it up.

One of them climbed up the stairs to put a new signboard over the gate aided by the other young man, holding the stairs and holding it under.

Xiao Mao leapt there and there enthusiastically, removing all the orderly ordinances hung on the class walls, the sect rules carved on the stone monuments in every corner of the building's courtyard and replacing them. Everything was done as fast as lightning by using the power of light that only the god race had.

Meanwhile, Shen Zhu was already in the chairman's room and inspecting all the archives, collecting ten Knight Trials plates. Some young men from the Shu Sect helped her tidy up the place.

It's all just beginning, Shen Zhu thought with astonishment as he looked at Xiao Mao who was jumping around and running around like a mischievous cat messing up the market.

Just a small fragment from one empire!

There's not much time. The rest of the heirloom has not been found. Knight Trials in plain sight.

Twenty more quota, his determination in heart. It only takes twenty more Knight Exam quotas, and I can already snatch a small part of the Alliance.

Again, just a small part! Shen Zhu sat down bitterly.

The rest of the day they spent to completely overhaul the Shenlu Sect with the help of the disciples of the Shu Sect.

The next day, Shen Zhu handed over the rest to settle the youths of the Shu Sect. Arranging a blood covenant with the Shu Sect, halving its power for them and entrusting everything to the Shu Sect chief.

Shen Zhu continued the expansion alone. Facing a much larger sect.

The Spy Sect that sells the services of shadow bodyguards.

Jianyou Sect!

Neutral and mysterious. Expert hiding and speed.

Just as strong as Sicarii.

It was a pity that half of Shen Zhu's strength had just been drained, while Xiao Mao was sent to deal with the Blood Sect.

Just a little past the gate, Shen Zhu was already feeling so tired.

The magic protector of the Jianyou Sect had an extremely cruel aura of intimidation. Every floor he stepped on triggered a security system in the form of invisible transparent threads but its sharpness was equivalent to a sword, its toughness could not be underestimated. Only a thin, invisible thread could cut through metal.

Shen Zhu had to pass by by sneaking here and there, avoiding any strands of disordered thread running along the driveway, among the barrage of poison needles fired by the guards here and there.

His heart was tempted to damage the security system, but if he controlled the sect later, the security system would be useful.

This sect is quite interesting, he thought. It is unfortunate that it must be destroyed. Taking control of them would be more profitable.

But it won't be easy!

In top condition, any poison would have no effect on his body. But he had just distributed half of his strength to so many people.

The manna of his recovery was not enough to control the poison.

After all, he still could not escape the pain. Automatic healing also requires such a process every time he stabs himself to recover another person. He still had to go through unconscious conditions.

Any poison cannot kill him, but it will temporarily paralyze him and gradually recover him.

Now Shen Zhu could feel the poison starting to spread through his veins. What shit! erang in the heart.

Shen Zhu landed on the grounds staggered. His face began to pale. His lips turned blue and a thread of sweat rolled at his temple.

He tried to suppress some acupuncture points to slow down the spread of the poison.

A number of mysterious ninjas surrounded him in the most elaborate ambush formation.

Some were blatantly encircling it, some were preparing on the roofs of buildings, some were hiding in dark corners.

Shen Zhu could sense their existence and not a single one was hidden from his sight considering he could see the light of the aura. But the condition of his body was already not possible to make any meaningful attacks.

Is it just this way? he complained in his heart. It's too late to give up now! He warned himself. Then draw out his sword.

The whole place started to shake and rumble.

The ninjas surrounding him inched a step back vigilantly, then began to mount the horses.

But Shen Zhu's hand suddenly drooped, unable to lift the sword. The sword was stuck on the ground surface and formed a magic formation by itself, making an automatic protective manna.

The sword spirit helped him.

Dark smoke gushed out from the crack where the sword was stuck, knocking out a dark vortex that slowly displayed the projections of the dark-winged angel with a dark robe and hood.

Death angel.

Shen Zhu's consciousness was beginning to thin out. His body fell and fell to his knees.

The angel's projection covered him with a pair of pitch-black wings. Holding Shen Zhu's head above his knees.

Everyone froze in confusion in their own place.

Shen Zhu's efforts throughout the day seemed to be in vain. His consciousness was getting deeper into the deep darkness.

But at the most critical moment, a group of hunting gods shot up from the sky, scattered like meteor showers, then landed here and there in every corner of the place inside the fortress.

"Sister! We're coming!"

Shen Zhu heard Xiao Mao's voice among his drowning consciousness.

The members of the Jianyou Sect gasped and circulated a look with fear.

Xiao Mao landed in front of the projection of the kneeling angel hugging Shen Zhu in a human form, "Take him to the inn!" the instructions were on the angel's projection. "Yanxi will take care of him!"

The angel's projection nodded at Xiao Mao, then got up while carrying Shen Zhu's body.

The entire place again shook and rumbled as the angel projection whipped out Shen Zhu's sword.

Then there was a huge bang as the angel projection flew by.

A number of members of the Jianyou sect fell apart simultaneously, suddenly swept to death by the wind that blew the footrest of the angel of death projection.