Deities: Starting From Goblins

Unless the sect leaders in the camp were clever enough to explore the Demon Beast Mountain Range, Bart Cloud’s group would always be safe. This strategy exploited the fact that the most dangerous place can also be the safest. The Demon Beast Mountain Range was home to over a million beasts, and no ordinary person would dare to step foot in it lightly. The sect leaders would naturally follow this line of thinking, and Logan planned to do the exact opposite.

Of course, Logan was keen to provoke a major conflict between the major sects. Although they had been arguing for quite a while, no one had thrown the first punch yet. This was a miscalculation on Logan’s part. To eliminate this hindsight, he had to incite a discord between the major sects.

After some thinking, he had formulated a plan. He decided to follow a team, disguised as one of its members. The team was of fixed size, so he killed one person and took on their appearance.

True to his nature, Logan chose to impersonate someone from the Heavenly Saint Sect. Among the group, there was one particular individual he knew: Manager Johnson. He was the one who had received tens of thousands of Spirit Stones from Logan. Upon seeing Logan, Manager Johnson was dumbstruck. He couldn’t believe it! With so many people being dispatched from the sect to hunt him down, how could Logan dare to infiltrate the very team sent to capture him?

Logan waved his hand, changing his appearance in front of the stunned man, “Don’t worry, I’m disguised. They won’t see through it. If the six sect leaders are determined to catch me, then I will stay among the crowd instead of running away.”

“Whatever, what’s your plan?” Manager Johnson was quite gloomy. He was in the same boat as Logan now. No matter what Logan’s purpose was, he had to lend a helping hand, or else if Logan were caught, he would be doomed as well.

He could have let Logan’s Spirit Stones go and remained safe. But he was lured by greed, and there was no going back. Furthermore, he was also responsible for the lives of the younger generation disciples from the Heavenly Saint Sect.

“Well, I won’t beat around the bush now. I intend to further stoke the anger of the major sects. They must be provoked into fighting with each other. That’s the only way I can eliminate the danger and not face pursuit. Even if it costs a lot of effort, I must achieve this.”

Logan smiled faintly, turned to Manager Johnson and said, “I need you to figure out the number of people in this team and the sects they belong to so that I can plan my next move. Don’t worry, you’ll still get your Spirit Stones as a reward, still at the rate of 10,000.”

“These Spirit Stones are like a hot potato now!” Manager Johnson muttered. He had enough cultivation resources thanks to the Spirit Stones he already had. He also got a clear idea of Logan’s plan, which was to create suspicions between the sects by slaughtering one side.

“Exactly, the six major sects have inner conflicts. Just imagine, what if all members of a sect in the pursuing team were eliminated, while the other sects were untouched? What would the sect leader of the sect that suffered the loss think?”

Logan chuckled mischievously. He would definitely assume that the other sect leaders took advantage of the situation to get rid of him, and had dealt with his forces secretly. A conflict would be inevitable then, because, who could tolerate such a massive loss of their skilled warriors in a split second? If it were the loss of an ordinary Transcendent Tier or Throne Strong Individual, they might endure it. But, if it were a Dominator, it would, without doubt, provoke a thunderbolt of wrath.

Manager Johnson frowned and began, “There are ten Dominators in this team distributed among the six sects. The Heavenly Sword Sect has the most with three, and the Flying Flow Sect has the least with just one Dominator. As for the Throne Realm individuals, their numbers are almost evenly distributed among the sects, with around four to five from each sect on the team.”

“Understood. Then let’s target the Heavenly Sword Sect.” Logan answered indifferently. Manager Johnson was taken by surprise. He had thought that Logan would, at most, kill off the Throne Strong Individual to sow discord, but he actually planned on taking out a Dominator? He was only at the Throne Realm himself, could he really not fear a Dominator?

Logan did not provide much explanation. After all, even if he had to face a half-step Saint Seat, he could compete evenly. To him, a Dominator was not much of a threat. Unless he was being faced by two or three at once, it would put him under a little pressure. Although Logan’s realm was not high, his combat power and divine tactics were unmatched compared to ordinary cultivators.

This was indeed fortuitous. As it just so happened, the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Flying Flow Sect were at odds with each other and almost fought in the morning. All Logan needed to do was to kill off the Flying Flow Sect’s warriors and lay the blame at the feet of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Even if the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect jumped into the Golden River, it wouldn’t help. Every Dominator represented the top battle strength of the sect. The loss of even one individual would be very heart-wrenching.

Among the six major sects, the Flying Flow Sect was the weakest. Many other sects had over ten Dominators while the Flying Flow Sect barely had seven or eight. Of course, this was also because the Flying Flow Sect was located in a frigid land, which didn’t appeal to many cultivators.

Another problem that needed solving was that it was difficult to find an opportunity to strike with the crowd being so close together. How on earth could he make these people separate? Logan pondered this for a long time, but couldn’t come up with an idea, so he threw the question to Manager Johnson.

Manager Johnson, being a clever man, quickly came up with an idea, “If you want to divide the team, you could leave traces behind and let everyone chase after you in different directions. But now, you’re blending in with the team, and if someone died, they would suspect you. It’d be difficult to frame someone else.”

“So, the way out is to do the opposite, wait until late at night when the Dominators are the least alert. If we work together at that time, I believe we will have a good chance to swiftly kill a Dominator.”

“That could work.” Logan nodded, and then continued to follow the team with their search for his trace. They had hurried for more than ten miles when the sky gradually began to darken. The leading Dominators had to discuss setting up camp.

The dozens of members of the pursuit team were already exhausted and started to cook dinner as soon as they saw the opportunity for a break. Logan kept his eyes on one Dominator from the Flying Flow Sect. Although technically regarded as a Dominator, his power was comparable to a Perfect King’s Seat, a reflection of the fact that the Flying Flow Sect’s foundation was not strong.

About an hour later, everyone had settled down and only four individuals at the King’s Seat realm were patrolling around the camp. However, these four were clearly resentful for being assigned night duty and were sitting down to have a drink instead of patrolling around the camp. Coincidentally, all four of them were from the Heavenly Sword Sect.