The Pastoral Life of a Cultivation Master

Chapter 3290 Give the Others a Scare
Night enveloped the entire valley.

The shadowy figures outside the house gathered in greater numbers, accompanied by continuous roars, indicating that the shadowy figures outside were becoming increasingly numerous.

Chen Mo didn't need to consciously perceive it; his eyes could see very clearly, as he possessed daytime vision.

As time passed, it seemed that the number of shadowy figures outside was about enough, and there was no need to wait any longer.

Chen Mo turned to look at the other four people and saw that three of them were facing different directions, with firewood in front of them and torches ready, watching the wall. In the middle of the three, Ouyang Nana was sitting cross-legged, making the most of her time to cultivate.

These four people rotate every hour, and one of them uses his rest time to cultivate, which shows that he is very good at making the most of his time.

Chen Mo looked at the four of them, secretly channeling his true energy to activate the hidden array base within the house. Then, he secretly manipulated the array to activate the illusion array.

Amidst the invisible fluctuations, the four people had already entered the illusion, hearing the roars of the dark figures in their ears, while the flames in front of them continued to burn.

Chen Mo activated the formation again, taking over the defensive formation within the composite formation to protect the four of them.

Then he flashed outside. When the shadowy figure saw someone come out, he rushed over immediately, trying to ambush him from the shadows, but was kicked away.

The dark figures roared incessantly and charged madly towards Chen Mo, only to be kicked away one by one.

Everything that happened last night will be repeated tonight.

The shadowy figures attacked, were beaten, roared in support, and then merged, combining in pairs into nearly a hundred, attacking frantically, but unable to touch Chen Mo. They could only swell up and explode. However, they still couldn't harm Chen Mo at all, and were instead directly absorbed into his Qiankun bag.

In one night, they harvested more than ninety more.

Chen Mo counted tonight's haul and found it wasn't quite a hundred, which made him realize that the shadowy figures killed during the day must have been part of a group with these shadowy figures.

He quickly moved to the platform where Qian Ying was, wanting to see how many people had died there during the day. Instead, he only saw two new graves.

It seems that two martial artists were killed in the daytime ambush by the shadowy figures. This means that the entire team, excluding those five, includes the two innate masters, and there are fewer than twenty people in total.

A group of over a hundred people had dwindled to less than twenty by this point; the number of lives lost here was simply too high. It was only because these were martial artists that they survived; if they were ordinary people, they would have been wiped out long ago.

Chen Mo ignored the people in the room; he would leave once he got the result he wanted. He sighed deeply, but there was no need to pity the dead martial artists; after all, they had come here in search of rare spiritual treasures.

If you want to get rich, then you have to bear the consequences of not getting rich. So dying is to be expected; once you're dead, you're dead!
Chen Mo stood on the rooftop and sighed, but the martial artists inside the house were completely unaware that someone was on the roof. After all, his strength far surpassed that of the two innate masters, so it was impossible for him to be discovered.

But thinking about tonight, I took away all the shadows for these people. If they have nothing to do, wouldn't they be too bored?

So he slightly revealed his aura, startling the two innate beings in the room, then chuckled to himself and flashed away, returning to the platform room he had been in before.

Qian Ying and Zhou Zixing were standing at the entrance of the house, observing why the roaring sounds had stopped in the darkness outside. But no matter how they looked, they couldn't figure it out.

But suddenly, Qian Ying looked up at the roof of the main hall, but couldn't see anything.

"Elder Qian, what's wrong?" Zhou Zixing was surprised to see Qian Ying's actions. He also looked up to observe the sky, but couldn't see anything. However, a chill ran through him; he sensed a dangerous aura emanating from the buildings above.
"I feel there's danger on the roof, but I can't quite put my finger on what it is." Qian Ying stared at the roof, but couldn't sense any danger. What was going on?
"Elder Qian, I felt it too, but only for a moment, and then I couldn't feel anything anymore," Zhou Zixing muttered to himself, looking up at the roof. The two looked for a long time, but saw nothing.

Finally, Qian Ying and Zhou Zixing looked at each other with their heads down, their expressions rather grim.

"Everyone, be extra careful and on high alert. Don't let your guard down in the slightest," Qian Ying shouted to all the martial artists in the house.

"Yes!" All the martial artists responded, then focused their attention again, keeping their eyes on the areas they were responsible for defending.

Ouyang Jun listened to Qian Ying's orders, but his heart was filled with resentment. Those damned Qian family warriors! If they weren't so powerful, he would have led all the Ouyang family warriors to kill them.

Tonight, he was once again assigned by Qian Wantong to guard the main entrance. He listened to the constant roars outside and had all sorts of complaints in his heart, but he had no choice but to lead the Ouyang family warriors to guard the entrance.

Only after the roars subsided did Ouyang Jun manage to calm his weary spirits. He then had the rest of his family take over the guard duty while he retreated into the house to meditate and recover his energy.

After recovering, Ouyang Jun looked at the night outside through the wall of flames, feeling not only disgusted by the Qian family warriors but also angry at Ouyang Nan.

That damned old woman actually abandoned the family team in such a dangerous place, leaving only a few of them to stick together and ignoring the family's martial artists.

Once I get back, I must tell the Third Elder everything that happened here, and then have the elder break Ouyang Nan's legs and destroy her dantian to avenge all the family warriors who died here.

And those guys, the one named Li Mo, we need to break their legs and destroy their dantian too.

Chen Mo was unaware of Qian Ying's thoughts inside the house, as well as Ouyang Jun's complaints. After entering the house, he sat down cross-legged and cast a spell. With the illusion array shifting, he slowly pulled the four of them out of the illusion and continued the transition from the illusion to reality.

So, the four of them kept a close watch in the illusion, constantly hearing various screams and shouts. The presence of Chen Mo at the entrance reassured them considerably.

Then, after more than an hour of vigilance, the roaring gradually subsided and became completely quiet, but the dark figure did not enter the house to attack them.

"Amo, the howling of the shadowy figure has disappeared. Could it be that, like last night, the shadowy figure has retreated?" Ouyang Ruoxi stood up, walked to Chen Mo's side, and asked while looking at the darkness outside.

Chen Mo chuckled softly and said, "They must have retreated, otherwise the roaring sounds wouldn't have stopped."

"That's good. Now we're safe." Ouyang Ruoxi smiled.

Chen Mo turned around and said to the others, "Now that the shadowy figure has retreated, everyone should hurry up and cultivate. I'll stay here and protect you."

“Okay!” Ouyang Nan and the others nodded in agreement, then took out a sip of honey and hurried to cultivate.

"Ruoxi, you can cultivate by my side," Chen Mo whispered to Ouyang Ruoxi.

“Okay.” Ouyang Ruoxi nodded in agreement.

The night passed with everyone cultivating and Chen Mo protecting them.