Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 417 Unexpected Assistance
Ye Zhengwen's eyes widened when he saw the newcomer, and then he bowed and said, "Junior Ye Zhengwen, greetings to Senior Yan!"

"It has been a long time since we last met. I am ashamed that you still remember me. How is Fellow Daoist Ye these days?"

Yan Qingwei's pair of snow-white bare feet rested on the branches of a dead tree, and her beautiful face looked particularly charming under the gentle moonlight.

Ye Zhengwen, who was sitting opposite him, had no intention of appreciating the scenery. He just asked cautiously, "Senior Yan, what do you want to do for me?"

Yan Qingwei smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, you don't need to act like that. You and Kang Dabao are close friends, and I don't believe he won't tell you that he has become a disciple of our Wuwei Tower. So when I come here today, you shouldn't be so careful.

I just hope that Fellow Daoist Ye will not hold a grudge against me for what happened before. Now that Fellow Daoist Ye has joined the ranks of true cultivators, I feel ashamed to be called "senior". If Fellow Daoist Ye no longer cares about what happened in the past, we can just talk as equals."

The other party had said so much, and Ye Zhengwen did not say anything more. He just said, "I know that Fellow Daoist Yan is very busy, so I can't delay him any longer. If you have any instructions, please speak up."

Yan Qingwei's eyes moved slightly when she heard this, and she looked at the one-eyed man in front of her for a while.

He sighed and said that after this person had established his foundation, the violent aura in his body seemed to have diminished a lot, and instead he exuded a rare elegance that had never been seen in him before.

Yan Qingwei's smile faded a little, and her tone was no longer as sweet and soft as before: "I also know that Daoist Fellow Ye has been very busy recently, so it is not reasonable for me to delay Daoist Fellow for too long.

I just want to ask, is it true that the head of your clan, Kang, and other important figures were trapped in the Jackdaw Mountains and surrounded by monsters, and the state court, the Fei family, and Chu Yanran did not rush to rescue them?"

Ye Zhengwen did not hide his thoughts when he heard this question. He just replied calmly, "The information you got from your building was false several times."

Yan Qingwei got this expected affirmative answer, and a little smugness appeared on her face. When she spoke again, her tone became sticky again: "In that case, is it enough to invite a pill master to help your family?"

Ye Zhengwen's eyes were shocked, and he didn't know how to start talking for a moment after hearing what the charming woman in front of him said.

Yan Qingwei seemed to have anticipated Ye Zhengwen's reaction before she came, and she just smiled and said as usual: "After all, your head, Jiakang, is also my disciple of Wuweilou Mai Yi, so I have to save him."

Ye Zhengwen said solemnly: "Ye has been doing this kind of thing in the building for a long time in the past, but this kind of thing is unheard of."

The beautiful woman opposite heard this but was not angry. She just smiled so much that her eyebrows turned into crescent moons, her red lips slightly parted, and her pearly teeth slightly revealed:
"There has never been a disciple in hemp clothes who owes us so many good deeds like your headmaster Jiakang, but has never done anything. We must rescue him first before we can discuss other things. After all, we don't want to do a losing business by canceling the debt after his death."

Ye Zhengwen naturally did not believe Yan Qingwei's words, but at this time, Chongming Sect was isolated and helpless. Even if Wuwei Tower had its own calculations, it could at least borrow a fake Dan to help.

As for other considerations, let’s wait until Chongmingzong gets over this hurdle.

"Then, on behalf of the entire sect, I would like to thank you for your help," Ye Zhengwen bowed and thanked, then stood up and asked, "When will the senior pill master be able to leave?"

"I have already gone," Yan Qingwei covered her mouth and chuckled, "I had expected this beforehand, and Fellow Daoist Ye would have no reason to refuse."

Ye Zhengwen was stunned when he heard this and remained silent for a long time.

Yan Qingwei didn't speak to him anymore. She just stopped smiling, bowed her hands as a greeting, and then the pretty figure disappeared into the night.

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The newly assembled reinforcements of the Chongming League headed quickly to the Jackdaw Mountains. The magic arrays on several of the spirit boats were heavily loaded. If each spirit boat was not equipped with an entry-level weapon master and array master to be ready for support at any time, it would have collapsed on the spot in less than half an hour.

But after such operation, even if they can be maintained for now, the inside has actually been riddled with holes, and most of these flying boats will have to be dismantled and overhauled in the future.

But neither Fei Shuhe nor Xu Liuxian showed any sympathy. They were much more anxious than Yuan Jin who was in the main formation. How could they care about the safety of these spirit boats?

As soon as you enter the Jackdaw Mountains, you will see few birds and animals, and sparse spiritual trees. Only a few nearby spiritual lands can be seen, with traces of the previous occupation and development by the disciples of the Re-Life Alliance.

Yuan Changsheng looked down from the spiritual boat on the way and could still see the wine steamer that he had introduced to Mingzhe was knocked over. Yuan Changsheng had spent a lot of effort to build it, and now he could only sigh and say it was a pity. There was nothing he could do.

Yuan Changsheng had not been in charge of the job of brewing and selling wine for too long, and he had probably not even recovered his capital when he heard the news that a large group of beasts were invading.

Fortunately, their spiritual place was at the edge of the Jackdaw Mountains, and the news was received quickly, so the lives of the disciples were not greatly lost. Even the Cai Gongfeng, who had been practicing hard for half a century and was at the second level of Qi training, escaped from the dangerous situation and returned to Chongming Sect in one piece.

However, the luck of the other places nearby was not as good as theirs, and people lost their lives to varying degrees.

I don’t know if it was because Crocodile Yuan, who was in charge of the herd, knew his limits, the pursuing herd did not disturb the inland areas of the two counties.

However, Yuan Jin and Ye Zhengwen ignored all this and reported it to the state court, saying that the beasts had already destroyed the mortal fortress. Before the state court responded, Ye Zhengwen had already faked the scene.

Regardless of whether reinforcements can be obtained or not, at least no other trouble should arise.

However, there is a shortage of troops now, and those who escaped back to Chongming Sect from the Jackdaw Mountains have not been able to escape the task of continuing to train and provide assistance.

As an inner sect disciple of Chongming Sect and the elder's biological son, Yuan Changsheng naturally has the responsibility to serve the sect again.

However, this time he did not stay on the flying boat where Yuan Jin was like most of his fellow disciples. Instead, he was sent out to serve as a general in a team of independent cultivators like Xiu Ming.

Compared with the previous arrangement, the risk of leading a team of independent cultivators is naturally much greater.

Yuan Jin, a great foundation-building cultivator, did not dare to tell the matter until just before departure. This was how he narrowly avoided the crying of the two daughters, Da Dong and Xiao Dong.

Yuan Changsheng had no complaints about this arrangement, let alone blaming his father.

However, he knew in his heart that as one of the longest-serving disciples of Chongming Sect, he should set a good example in this critical moment.

Yuan Changsheng withdrew his gaze from the dilapidated wine steamer and looked at the worried faces in the spirit boat.

Most of his hundred-man team were independent cultivators with varying levels of skill, dazzling skills, and all kinds of magical instruments and talismans. Apart from a few disciples sent by various families to serve as fire chiefs, the only one who was trustworthy was perhaps You Xiaobao, who was born in Chongming City.

This You Xiaobao was sent down from the front to recuperate before the beasts attacked.

I thought he would leave the team after getting the other half of the Anjia Spirit Stone. After all, based on his initial performance, he didn't seem like a desperate person who was willing to fight for his future on the edge of a knife.

Unexpectedly, when the second conscription came, You Xiaobao, whose injuries had not yet fully recovered, dared to apply again.

Regardless of the purpose, it was a good example for others. Niu Kuang, the outer sect steward in charge of this matter, promoted You Xiaobao, who had just reached the third level of Qi training, to be the fire chief, with more than ten men in charge.

However, apart from about ten people including You Xiaobao, Yuan Changsheng really has no one else he can rely on.

Thinking of this, Yuan Changsheng felt a little uneasy.

After all, although he was not young, his cultivation was not high. After taking so many rare elixirs, he only reached the fifth level of Qi training when he was over forty years old.

Just because of his five spiritual roots, Yuan Changsheng could not become an outstanding figure among his peers.

Although he had never missed any battle that Chongming Sect had experienced over the years, there was still a big gap between him and Duan, Kang and others.

Therefore, it was understandable that Yuan Changsheng felt a little nervous when he suddenly had to lead his troops to face such a dangerous battle.

Yuan Changsheng forced himself to put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, and when he turned around, he saw a large group of golden-winged owls rushing forward from the back.

The dragon beastmaster who controlled these golden-winged owls landed on the Kuixing Shuttle where Yuan Jin was, and closed his eyes tightly. The images seen by the sharp eyes in front of him kept appearing in his mind. He reported the position from time to time, and the Chongming disciple who controlled the Kuixing Shuttle turned the rudder accordingly. The flags on the flying boat kept changing, indicating the direction for the flying boat behind the flagship.

"How long will it take?" Fei Shuhe, who had been standing on the bridge without speaking since the start of the journey, suddenly asked.

The two girls, Yuan and Zhang, who were standing behind her, did not respond. Nanny Sun looked at them for a while before saying, "The Jiachou military camp is not too far away. If we travel at this speed, we should be able to get there in a day or two."

"Will it take so long? I don't know what the situation is like there now."

————Jiachou military camp, south wall
The beasts surrounded the military camp like a dark cloud covering a city. Even after more than ten days of fierce fighting, their size did not seem to have decreased much compared to the initial stage.

The monks on the village wall had lost their initial panic. The protective thunder and various talismans, along with magical instruments and spiritual weapons of various levels, fell from the sky in an orderly manner, finally making these brainless beasts feel a little fearful.

“Bang, crack.”

The familiar sound of the spiritual tool breaking suddenly rang out, causing the disciples of the Chongming League who were fighting on the village wall to tremble in their hearts.

Sheshenghuochang, who had just been blown away by the broken string, cursed in a low voice. Then, the young outer sect disciple of Chongming Sect ignored the centipede-shaped fresh bloodstain that had split his handsome face in two. After struggling to stand up, he just swallowed a mouthful of dirty blood and shouted loudly:
"General Bai, another Shooting Star Crossbow has broken down!"

General Bai, who was descended from the direct line of the Shan family, tried his best, holding the cracked formation flag and waving it several times. A few ray of black lightning finally managed to force the giant claws of the second-order winged tiger outside to retreat a few feet from the protective formation light shield.

After finishing all this, General Shan finally had time to respond: "Damn it, what's the point of calling me sir?! Where are those weapon masters who just hide their heads in the back?! Call them up to fix it!!"

"My father is here! Call your mother!" The weapon maker from Qiaogong Fort shouted and cursed. At this moment, he had obviously lost his usual gentle and decent demeanor.

His robes had been torn into strips from the force he had sustained, so he simply lay naked, looking like a poor cultivator with only his life left.

While he was cursing, he did not stop his hands' movements. He aimed the gold-embossed hoe in his hand at the head of a top-grade black-armored bear outside, but the beast saw through his move and the hoe fell into empty space.

The black-armored bear that was ambushed did not give up. It was obvious that this beast was much more reckless than ordinary creatures of the same level.

Even if there were talismans and black thunder on his head, he would still emit black light on his four feet and trample on the golden hoe that the weapon master had always treasured.

Even though its four legs were trampled to a bloody mess, the beast just stared with its bloodshot eyes and kept moving. Within just three or two breaths, it turned this magic weapon of good quality into rotten iron.

The weapon that connected his heart and blood was broken, causing the weapon master to vomit blood and turn pale. He uttered a few more curse words, but did not stop. He staggered a few steps and finally walked to the side of a fellow disciple who had been broken into two pieces, and picked up the still warm red flying sword in his hand.

When the weapon master stepped back to the village wall, the flying sword flew out along with his angry shout: "Your mother, what do you mean by weapon master or not? Didn't you see that we have already come up to the village wall to fight with these beasts?!"

General Shan was furious: "Your mother and slave, don't you know how precious you are?! With us here, why would you come up and fight?!"

"Call your mother!" The weapon master saw that the flying sword he threw had failed to hit the target again. He turned around with bloodshot eyes and shouted at General Shan Bai:
"There's not even a single usable spare part in the entire barracks. What do you want us to use to make up for it? The two ounces of meat under your crotch? Cut it off and try!"

The latter's face turned red from being scolded. Just as he was about to retaliate, a startled voice came from the 100-man team on the other side:
"The western secondary formation has been broken!"

"The western secondary formation has been broken!!"

General Shan was panicked, but he refused to give in: "Are Qiaogong Fort and Hanshan Sect so useless?!"

The weapon master cursed again, then glared at General Shan and shouted, "A monster that can defeat the fake pills is coming to attack your Shan family. If you can hold out for that long, I'll give you this half pound of my crotch as compensation!"

The quarrel between the two did not last long. After a sharper roar, the already excited beasts under the village wall became even more bloodthirsty, and their attack was much more fierce than before.

Faced with internal and external troubles, the morale of this team composed of Jin County militiamen was naturally unstable.

The rustling of voices was particularly irritating at this time. Even though General Shan Bai did not have to listen deliberately, he could still hear every word:
"It's time to go now after fighting for so long? There are only four left out of the six Qi training members of my Muyuan Su family. Isn't this a way to repay Kang Dabao's good governance over the years?"

"Your mother, in the past everyone thought he was unique, but who would have thought that these high-ranking cultivators were all the same! Kang Dabao is even more ruthless, after getting his benefits, he actually wants to pay with his life!"

"Let's run! We are not his disciples of the Chongming Sect! If we fight to the death here, we won't even have incense and sacrifices when we die; when he returns to the sect, the noble ladies of the Fei family will still strip naked and serve him on the couch!!"

"Shut up!" After General Shan shouted loudly, he was greeted with a pair of eyes that had already turned as red as blood.

He was not surprised. At this point in the battle, who wouldn't be bloodthirsty? If he tried to stop them, they would probably come up and chop him down even if he showed his foundation.

"A bunch of fools, want to run away?! Why don't you think about whether we can run away?!!"

General Shan ignored the dagger-like looks behind him and just stayed at his position to manipulate the formation flags. Even the huge roars caused by the successive explosions of black thunder could not cover up his voice.

"How can you escape? There are only beasts outside who don't understand human language. In the eyes of these beasts, you are just a piece of delicious meat dripping with fat. Do you think you can surrender?!!"

This theory is indeed superficial. The cultivators were slightly relieved by his words. However, General Shan Bai continued:
"Do you think that Naigong doesn't want to run away? You should know that Kang is skinning and pulling out the tendons. He really wants to return the spiritual objects for foundation building that my family borrowed from his son. Otherwise, Naigong would be preparing for foundation building in the clan right now, and why would he fight with a bunch of mud-footed people like you!"

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Hearing that the curses from General Shan Bai did not seem fake, the opposing spirits of the monks in the formation were mostly dissipated.

The weapon master of Qiaogongbao picked up another ownerless magic weapon and shouted in agreement, "Don't even think about it! Although we in Qiaogongbao are from a criminal family, we have followed the Chongming Sect in many expeditions and lost countless fellow disciples. But how can we earn much benefit?!
Who doesn't want to leave?! But how can we escape?! We are all standing here! Now we have no choice but to hold on and wait for help. If we can't hold on, we will die!"

"Bang" As the weapon master from Qiaogong Fort finished speaking, the winged tiger that had been wandering outside finally found an opportunity. Its pair of iron wings crossed and two black rays of light heavily slashed the protective light shield.

Several young men from poor families who had lost their will to fight and were only concerned with crying were immediately blown away. Large amounts of blood oozed out from their pores and orifices, adding a touch of color to the plain stone floor tiles.

Even if you are extremely reluctant, you still have to consider life and death.

The cultivators in the formation were frightened and started to move. In order to gain a glimmer of hope of survival, they picked up their magic weapons and plunged into the muddy battlefield.

At this time, the three true cultivators not far from here had different expressions on their faces, but the expression on the face of the Ang Zang man standing in the middle was the most interesting.

Mo Wen, who had just led his disciples back from the west wall, had sweat on his forehead and kept bowing to Kang Dabao: "Mo Wen is not strict with his subordinates and taught such a bastard. Please punish him, leader."

Shan Shijie, who was standing beside Mo Wen, was younger, less experienced, and even less capable, so he was much more cautious than the former. "When this matter is over, I will beat this unfilial son to death in the ancestral hall when I return."

Kang Dabao was not as furious as the two had expected. After all, he had done a bad job this time, and what these little cultivators said was not groundless. He could just let them scold him, as they would not take a single spirit stone from the master's storage bag.

You can't just curse others in the past and then try to shut them up now.

As for the reputation, given the down-to-earth and pragmatic nature of the Kangda Sect Leader, he really didn't take it seriously. Even if it would damage the reputation of the Chongming Sect, he would have to find a way to clarify it afterwards.

After all, Wei Gu and his party had already said that the secondary formation on the west wall of the village would not be able to hold out for too long, so its fall was also expected. Wei Gu and other formation masters had also prepared a backup plan, so there was no need to be too nervous or worried.

It was impossible not to react, so he just said calmly: "It's just some means to boost the morale of the troops. Why are you two Taoist friends so nervous?"

It is indeed rare to find a superior like Master Kang who can find a way out for himself. Mo Wen has been with him for quite a while, so he just took the opportunity and thanked him respectfully. However, Shan Shijie still had some concerns and was about to explain again when Kang Dabao stopped him with a wave of his hand.

"Why is the third brother outside?!"

(End of this chapter)