As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 333 Magic Weapon
"General Deng is too polite."

Ji Yuting quickly helped him up.

He's too young and doesn't have much prestige.

Not everyone is righteous, and not everyone is exceptionally talented.

On the contrary, the majority are the foolish and ignorant.

Intrigue, backstabbing, bullying the weak and fearing the strong—this is the way of the world.

We will definitely need Deng Yingcheng's help here.

It is also beneficial for Deng Yingcheng to stabilize.

"Faced with Qian Yuan, what good strategies does General Ji have?"

In the short time they had spent together, Deng Yingcheng had already fully recognized Ji Yuting's talent.

They were also fully willing to accept the young man's leadership.

Ji Yuting shook his head: "We just need to defend the city and deal with whatever moves we make. As long as we can drag it out, we will have the upper hand."

"Although we lost two passes, Zhenling Pass has been fortified by the general and is now much stronger. We cannot take it by force."

He looked south, his gaze deep: "Duke of Anguo, Duke of Anguo. Protect the country, secure the people's hearts, stabilize the land, and safeguard the nation..."

“Mingchen is a very capable person, and he is of great significance to Qianyuan.”

"However... this is also our opportunity!"

"What will Qian Yuan do if this pillar supporting the country collapses?"

The greater the achievements and influence a person makes, the greater the disaster that will occur when they fail.

It's not necessary to kill Mingchen. Just making him fail once, a major failure, would be enough to shake up Qianyuan.

Deng Yingcheng was taken aback by what the young man said.

Just as I was about to speak, the other person's expression turned serious, as if they had suddenly discovered something.

With a flash, he disappeared from the spot and darted out the door.

The night was dark, and most people could hardly notice the small red bird flying in from afar.

Ji Yuting's face darkened, and he flicked a green leaf into the air.

"Whoosh!"

A flash of green light streaked across the sky and disappeared.

However, in mid-air, it was burned to ashes by an invisible fire.

"Fellow Daoist, Lord Ming has broken the rules this time."

Originally, Mingchen had a crushing advantage over Deng Yingcheng in terms of talent, wisdom, and status.

This guy cheated.

If Deng Yingcheng doesn't lose, he will truly be a top-notch talent.

Mingchen can send the little bird to fly around at any time to see how things are going.

How could ordinary high-ranking officials dare to risk going alone to an enemy command post like Libu Pass at night to pose for photos?

Everything happened because Mingchen cheated.

Because I have the means to protect myself, you can't kill me.

He claimed to be brave and daring, but in reality, he was acting recklessly and unrestrainedly.

Mingchen, relying on his special abilities, broke the established rules of the game.

Soldiers against soldiers, against generals.

In general terms, that might be the case.

After all, cultivators cannot face thousands of troops head-on.

However, there will always be differences in the details.

The imperial court and military, and the secular world, each have their own ways of interacting.

There are also ways for cultivators to get along.

Since transforming into a phoenix, Fuyao'er has become one of the world's top bloodline species, and can go anywhere in the world.

His magical power increased dramatically, like a raging flood that never ceased to surge.

She had only been cultivating for a short time, and she had always acted without restraint. She didn't carefully consider the consequences of using magic, and she would unleash her magical power fiercely.

The practitioner judges the direction of the spell based on the sense of the inclination of the magical power.

The more refined one's magical skills, the less magical power they leak, making them difficult for others to detect.

For example, when the little fox uses magic, it is pure and subtle.

Fuyao, on the other hand, is completely different; she uses wealthy dogs at will.

Her presence was as dazzling as the sun in the eyes of some perceptive cultivators.

The little bird pouted.

It has been discovered that there are cultivators in the Bei Lie camp as well.

Did I break the rules?

What rules?
My rules are the rules!

As a bird flaps its wings, a tiny, insignificant spark streaks across the sky amidst the sweeping winds.

It landed precisely on Ji Yuting's sleeve.

To return the favor.

"boom!"

The next instant, upon contact, the tiny sparks, condensed with countless bursts of explosive energy, exploded violently like a bomb.

Smoke and dust billowed, and flames shot out.

General Ji!

Deng Yingcheng, who had chased after them, suddenly narrowed his eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

However, a sudden gust of wind arose, and the smoke dissipated.

Ji Yuting stood unharmed, his gaze fixed intently on the birds in the sky.

Rumor has it that Mingchen is a strange and eccentric person, aided by a monstrous bird, and riding a white wolf beast.

Now he has seen it for himself.

He frowned and said repeatedly, "Fellow Daoist, let's use military tactics in a battle of military formations."

"When cultivators fight, they should use the methods of cultivators."

“Using the law to deceive people and acting furtively is a sign of a cultivator’s integrity and magnanimity.”

These are all nonsense.

If he were Mingchen, he would make the same choice.

It would be foolish not to use resources that allow for overwhelming power.

If I have something you don't, you deserve to be beaten.

We're not on equal footing, so what rules are you talking to me about?

The reason for saying this is to convey a message to the other party that he is also an extraordinary person.

Now we are on equal footing.

Let's have a fair and square duel, and stop resorting to these underhanded tactics.

snort!
The little bird merely hummed in its mind and never spoke to Ji Yuting.

With a gentle flap of its wings, earth fire spontaneously combusted, illuminating Ji Yuting's surroundings.

Let's have a battle of wits.

He can sense the depth of the other person's emotions.

"My teacher has bestowed upon me a magical artifact. If you do not back down now, I will show no mercy."

The phoenix still exudes a strong sense of oppression.

Although no reply was received, the little red bird did not transform into the magnificent phoenix.

But Ji Yuting felt as if he were facing a raging volcano, and if he was not careful, he would be burned and swallowed up to ashes.

He gritted his teeth, flipped his hand, and produced two short sticks.

The short stick gleamed with a deep purple light in the darkness, exuding an eerie aura.

With a gentle wave of the short stick, the vegetation grew along the fiery ground, eroding and spreading.

The flames died down in no time.

nice one!
Fuyao's eyes lit up when she saw the toy in the other person's hand.

As a spirit beast of heaven and earth, her senses are naturally extremely keen.

She could sense Ji Yuting's cultivation level and the depth of his magical power.

Unless he possesses some strange magical abilities, he shouldn't be a match for her.

However, the stick in his hand was unusual; it gave off a dangerous feeling.

Magical artifacts come in all shapes and sizes, and some of them possess strange and unusual abilities.

She was itching to snatch the magic weapon.

only……

"Fuyao, if I am not by your side and we encounter cultivators, do not fight unless absolutely necessary. Leave immediately and report to me."

This was something Mingchen had been telling her.

If you can leave, then leave; we should make a long-term plan.

Mingchen may seem carefree, but he is actually incredibly steady.

He never liked taking risks with the unknown.

There will always be someone stronger than you in the world; everything has its counter.

Even if Fuyao is a phoenix, it's hard to guarantee that she won't encounter her nemesis.

Mingchen didn't want her to take the risk.

The two faced off, sweat streaming down Ji Yuting's cheek.

The little bird gave him a deep look, then turned away, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing into the horizon.

That's the best thing about birds.

She knows what to listen to and what to renege on.

She seems mischievous and quirky, and never listens to Mingchen.

But in reality, it was just a bit of fun for the two of them.

She would always remember the things Mingchen earnestly and seriously instructed her to do.

"This this……"

"General Ji, this is..."

Deng Yingcheng was truly amazed; such a scene was naturally beyond his control.

He turned around and, as if seeking help, asked Ji Yuting somewhat haltingly.

"call……"

Seeing the bird leave, Ji Yuting let out a soft sigh of relief.

He raised his arm to look at it, and as far as his eyes could see, his forearm sleeve had turned to ash, and there were small areas of burns on the muscles.

More importantly, tiny sparks clung to his flesh like a persistent leech, and the gentle breeze fueled the fire, causing the sparks to flicker and spread deeper into the heart of the fire.

He knew it was just a casual blow from the other party, as easy as a breath.

Such a powerful and extraordinary deity is indeed extraordinary.

Deng Yingcheng looked concerned and hurriedly urged his subordinates to find someone: "This... quick, go and call the military doctor."

However, Ji Yuting waved his hand and said, "General Deng, it's alright."

He drew his long sword from his waist, his eyes flashing.

"Zhi!"

A flash of sword light, blood splattered, and charred flesh was severed and fell to the ground. Deng Yingcheng: ...

General Deng stared blankly at the deep, bone-revealing wound gushing from Ji Yuting's arm, speechless for a moment.

Such decisiveness and ruthlessness make it hard to reconcile this person with his youthful appearance.

He was a veteran, and he had seen a lot on the battlefield. Some people even cut off their own limbs, but that was to save their lives; it was an emergency measure.

It doesn't seem that we've reached that point yet.

This is very difficult for a young, powerful person with a promising future.

"Don't worry, I've practiced some unorthodox techniques, so you'll be safe."

A short stick was gently applied to the wound on the arm, and the bleeding stopped immediately. Grass and shrubs spread and grew, filling the gap.

He actually used grass and vines to fill the wounds he had torn out of his own flesh.

Today, Deng Yingcheng has truly broadened his horizons.

Deng Yingcheng kept asking, "General Ji, what, what's going on?"

Ji Yuting countered, "General Deng, are you unaware of the rumors circulating about Mingchen?"

“He is a person aided by demons. Have you forgotten that he once left Qingcang City on a white bird?”

"This……"

Intrigues and schemes, unorthodox methods.

The enemy's ever-evolving tactics are truly difficult to deal with.

Deng Yingcheng pursed his lips: "Should we spread this message throughout the military to prevent this from happening?"

If this bird comes by whenever it has nothing better to do, then it is the best spy, and there will be no secrets left in their army.

Mingchen was already difficult to deal with, and now there are these evil spirits on top of that.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

Ji Yuting shook his head: "No need, General, it shouldn't be coming again anytime soon."

Mingchen may seem flamboyant, but he is actually a very cautious person.

Now that the mythical beast has retreated, it probably won't be coming back anytime soon.

"Tomorrow I will set up a formation outside the city, which will be of some use. If any cultivators sneak in, I will know."

Upon hearing this, Deng Yingcheng breathed a sigh of relief and praised him repeatedly, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, General Ji. General Ji is learned and talented, truly a young hero of our dynasty."

The arrival of this young man gave people a strong sense of security.

A few incidents, a few moments, are enough to tell whether a person is reliable or not.

Ji Yuting simply waved his hand and stared intently in the direction the bird had flown away.

This is just the beginning.

As for the magic weapon in Ji Yuting's hands, Deng Yingcheng wisely refrained from asking further questions.

A treasure is a treasure because it is unknown to most people.

Name, origin, efficacy, method of use... these are all secrets.

If people find out, then it's all over.

These ritual implements are the foundation of one's life, so there's no point in saying a word about them; they're meant to be taken to the grave.

Many things happened today, but everything has finally settled down.

Both of them hadn't slept for several nights and were exhausted. They said their goodbyes and left.

……

"Oh?"

"Is that Ji Yuting a cultivator?"

"How strong is he? What spells does he know?"

On the other side, the little bird returned to Mingchen's side in no time.

The distance between Libu Pass and Xingtai Pass is so short, she could reach them in no time with just a few gusts of wind, and she wouldn't miss the evening's dipping sauce for beans.

The special news brought by the return of the little bird was not entirely unexpected.

The Northern Emperor has powerful backers.

If cultivators are coming to join Xiao Xinyue's side, then there must be some coming to the Northern Emperor's side as well.

Mingchen had long suspected that cultivators from the Northern Lie side would also participate in the war.

Even the other party arrived later than Mingchen had expected.

Alright, the opportunity is really gone now.

I dare not use cheats casually anymore, and I also have to be wary of cheats sent by the enemy.

They openly waged military campaigns, while secretly plotting and scheming.

Behind the scenes, there are also those who want to compete with magic, engaging in unorthodox and unorthodox practices.

The little bird shook its head: "Not as strong as me."

"But it should be able to take on at least ten white wolves."

White Wolf:......

Mingchen: ...

Excellent, concise and easy to understand, a very apt description of the unit.

"It seems he is skilled in wood-based magic, but I don't know if he has any other supernatural abilities. He also has a pair of magical artifacts, a pair of short sticks, which are quite extraordinary. They can absorb the fire I release at will, but I don't know if they can withstand my primordial true fire. I don't know their names or what other abilities they have."

After a cursory probing, Fuyao obediently left after the meeting, naturally unable to obtain much information about the other party.

She simply told Mingchen everything she had seen.

"A pair of short sticks? A magic weapon?"

Mingchen had seen several other magical treasures in this world.

For example, the small white bone cube that I took from that ghost tamer when I left the capital.

For example, when Bai Ling was attacked in the river after leaving, the enemy had a small round bead that controlled gravity.

In a sense, his jade rod, the ghost talisman for invisibility, the Thousand Faces that can change his appearance... all these things can be considered magical artifacts.

These are all small gadgets, and their power is not strong.

However, Mingchen never underestimated this point.

Where there is weakness, there is strength.

Powerful magical artifacts can overturn everything, allowing one to leap several levels into battle without any problem.

The hardships Monkey King endured on his journey westward had deeply taught Mingchen this lesson.

Many noobs rely on a single magic weapon to seal off their enemies, making it impossible for them to break free no matter how powerful they are.

This is a force that cannot be ignored.

Once inside the Purple Gold Red Gourd, even if you are made of steel, you will turn into water.

With a wave of the banana leaf fan, one can still fly thousands of miles to travel.

Without the staff in his hand, the Great Sage knew to bow properly when he went to the Heavenly Palace.

The significance of magical treasures is extremely important.

The monsters on Mingchen's side are quite strong, but they're all penniless.

The old tree has lived for so long but hasn't given Mingchen any decent magic weapon.

Yao Yao spends all her time in brothels, what good things does she have? She left with Ming Chen without even a dowry.

Long Lian had lived in the river for a thousand years without even owning a figurine. It was the old tree that finally gave her a withered leaf sword.

The little fox... It's already good enough that the little fox doesn't steal Mingchen's things, but it even wants his magic treasures! It's going against the heavens!

This is quite awkward; we can only rely on sheer strength to fight them head-on.

Now I've found the real deal.

If Fuyao'er can describe it as "quite extraordinary," then that's already quite good.

Mingchen would proceed with caution until he could ascertain the true extent of this thing's power.

"good."

With a simple test, Ji Yuting realized he wasn't a fool like the Silver Horn King, and would never reveal the secret of the magic weapon.

Fuyao had already given a very detailed explanation, so Mingchen didn't ask any more questions. He simply patted the little bird's head and praised her.

After becoming a phoenix, this guy has been quite arrogant.

Anyone who comes to her gets slapped twice before leaving.

Given her personality, she might get carried away and start a fight with the other person.

It's commendable that they were able to back down at the crucial moment.

"Hehe~ That's right~"

The little bird puffed out its chest, looking quite smug.

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"Does the young master offer a reward?"

"If I only talk the talk but don't walk the walk, Fuyao will see me as a CPU."

Mingchen: ...

You don't learn what you should learn, but you're really studying things you shouldn't be studying.

Mingchen didn't even know when he had said such a thing to her.

"This is what you should do!"

Mingchen poked her head and said irritably, "You're asking me for a reward now!"

"Humph!"

The little bird put its hands on its hips and glared at him fiercely and cutely: "I'll remember this, young master! You just wait!"

Just as the conversation was about to take an indescribable turn, Mingchen asked again, "Has anything changed at Zhenling Pass?"

At first glance, there seems to be no change.

Fuyao shook her head: "I didn't see the General either."

"That's it..."

Now that Bei Lie's reply has arrived, Mingchen naturally wants to investigate.

He needs to see what changes have occurred in Zhenling Pass to decide what his next step should be.

That's why he sent Fuyao to check it out.

Where is Zheng Jun?

"Have you seen him?"

The little bird shook its head: "No, I flew over the place where he was, but I didn't see him."

Upon hearing this, Mingchen lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

He changed his mind. Part of the reason he sent Little Bird this time was to see if there was a chance to bring Zheng Jun back.

In some ways, he was actually quite similar to Deng Yingcheng.

Upon receiving bad intelligence, he would immediately guess the worst possible outcome.

Without seeing Zheng Jun, his fate is probably sealed.

This is the ultimate fate of most spies.

It was originally thought that with Liu Xifeng surrendering, Zheng Jun's safety level would increase by two levels.

However, they underestimated the enemy.

Even Mingchen couldn't possibly be so shrewd.

Fate is unpredictable; you can't have all the good things in life.

Being able to occupy Libu Pass is already an excellent result.

From a purely rational and value-based perspective, it might seem somewhat ruthless to Zheng Jun, but Libu Pass is guarded by several generals like him.

(End of this chapter)