White String(Up In Book Next)
Chapter 20

Thanks to the White String's help, the Thousand Sword Mountain could quickly recover back its strength. Now the Patriarch had sent letters to the sects who were in alliance with them.

The other white-flow sects also sent their representatives to attend the great meeting that the Thousand Sword Mountain had organized.

Formerly, the Thousand Swords Mountain was a huge sect that stood at the top of the Moon Land Continent. But one day, the original heir of the Thousand Sword Mountain Patriarch disappeared along with some ancestral heritage. Causing some setbacks to the Thousand Sword Mountain.

Now, the Thousand Sword Mountain was only equivalent to a middle sect. Despite that, his strength could not compare to some ordinary middle sects.

The Thousand Swords Mountain had twelve God Swordsman experts who hid themselves from the public. Now, they're attending a big meeting.

White String also attended the meeting. The few female Elders who had seen her face during the Blood Jars attack stole a glance towards her. When they were presented with the White String's sharp gaze, they only turned their attention away.

Patriarch Ji raised his cup, "Brothers, thank you for accepting the invitation from our little sect."

The soldiers present whispered to each other. As a middle sect, the Thousand Swords Mountain possessed a combat power equivalent to that of a large sect. It could no longer be called a small sect.

The First Elder of the Inner Lake sect also raised his cup, "Patriak Ji is too polite. It should be us who thank the Patriarch for inviting us."

A few other Elders also stood up to lift his cup. They toast and enjoy the prepared meal.

"Patriak, why don't we go straight to the heart of this meeting?" Ming Wei from the Heavenly Fire Mountain said impatiently. He is famous for his explosive emotions.

"Chairman Ming, don't be too hasty. Everyone was enjoying a peace that somehow lasted until when," Yang Long of the Divine Dragon sect responded to Ming Wei.

"I agree with Elder Ming. It is better that we go straight to the point," Xue Ying from the Sky Spear sect approved of Ming Wei. The Heavenly Spear was one of the sects that was attacked by the Blood Jars.

Some of the Elders whose sect had been attacked also spoke up. The discussion took place directly between the elders.

"Ohuk,uhuk. Alright, first of all we will make this meeting a secret," Patriarch Ji coughed to attract attention.

The expressions of the Elders became even more serious. They ordered their men out of the room. Instantly the room is filled only by the recipient of the meeting invitation.

The people wearing masks removed his mask to verify his identity. With the exception of White String.

"As you know, some time ago the Thousand Swords Mountain had suffered an attack. And I believe you know the mastermind" Patriarch Ji opened the meeting.

"The Blood Wash is a little troublesome huh?" Tun Wong from the Star Needle sighed softly."Amithaba, may their enslaved souls be freed," Wu Mian of the Temple of the Bridge of Hell sighed.

The Elders present glanced at the jade-masked young man sitting beside Patriarch Ji. White String shook his head slowly, "Even if I don't intervene, the Thousand Sword Mountain can still overcome all of this. I'm just helping to reduce the casualties."

"You're too shy. Everyone had seen how a single slash from you took out thousands of undead that time," Patriarch Ji laughed in appreciation.

The elders were even more surprised. Perhaps they would have a heartache when they found out that the White String alone was wiping out the undead waves.

"This meeting is not just for giving thanks, is it?" again Ming Wei said in an impatient tone.

"Chairman Ming, we should indeed thank the White String. He will show you something that will be very surprising to us" Patriarch Ji invited White String.

White String stood up and bowed respectfully to all the figures in the room. From his palm appeared a screen that slowly enlarged and formed a hologram. The elders were amazed by the sight.

"The Blood Wash has 20 God Swordsmen, 100 Sky Swordsmen, and 1000 Earth Swordsmen. Among their members were 500 Demon Controllers and 300 Demon Singers," White String began his explanation. Even Patriarch Ji himself was greatly shocked.

The Demon Controller controls the undead and the Demon Singer controls the evil spirits. If everyone controlled a thousand alone, it was certain that no one would be able to match the Blood Jars.

"They hid themselves underground in the Black Forest. With the natural protection of the demons roaming at the entrance of their sect, it was almost impossible to raid them," White String's explanation truly left the Elders shocked and frightened. If everything he said was true, the Blood Jars were the biggest threat at the moment.

For a moment, White String closed his eyes. Then he stretched out his hand and dozens of white ropes came out.

The white ropes pointed towards the ceiling and ensnared someone who was hiding there. The figure fell because all of its meridians were locked by white ropes.

The Elders could only sit quietly as the aura of the White String prevented them from taking action. They were very surprised because the aura of White String was so powerful than the Swordsman God in general. Moreover, White String looked very young. For those who could be thousands of years old, the fifties were just like a child playing the ground.

The fallen figure growled furiously. "That's right! Don't think this fragile bandage can hold me!" Yin Qin spat towards the Elders.

"Fragile?" white String's brows twitched at this moment. Clearly Yin Qin was trapped and unable to move.

"Yin Qin, do you want to catch up with your father, Yin Zeng? Then I will grant," White String clasped his hand and the white ropes instantly wrapped Yin Qin like a cocoon.

Yin Qin shouted as the white ropes he thought were neatly wrapped around and crushed his bones.

At the end, Yin Qin's body turned into a pool of blood that seeped into the wooden floor.

"Alright where we were," White String acted as if nothing had happened. He paid no attention to the expressions of the Elders turning into horror