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

Chapter 362 Heavenly Thunder and Gale, Annihilating Evil and Subduing Demons

"what happened!"

"It's thundering! It's raining!"

"Ancestors, what is that?"

"Look, look! Has Qian Yuan been punished by heaven?"

……

Dark clouds gathered, the earth shook, thunder roared, and strong winds howled.

A giant, serpentine beast could be faintly seen churning in the sea of ​​clouds.

What a scene of apocalyptic disaster.

It wasn't just the soldiers of Qian Yuan who witnessed this scene.

Similarly, the soldiers patrolling the Northern Army's encampment in the distance also witnessed this scene.

However, what they did not know was that the culprit behind this chaos was their young and mysterious Grand Marshal.

And now, their Grand Marshal is facing a crisis.

"May I ask where you come from, and whether you have any grudge against me? Why are you blocking my way?"

The barrier formed by plant vines protected Ji Yuting well.

Holding two short sticks, he stared intently at the azure dragon soaring through the sky above the dome, repeatedly asking questions in a loud voice.

He needs to glean information from the other party.

They were able to discover the other party's name, background, and origins.

Is this battle truly necessary? Can we turn hostility into friendship through the exchange of benefits, or even use it to our advantage?

If the conflict is truly irreconcilable, then he hopes to find some information about the other party, their attributes, and spells, in order to counter them and avoid getting involved in more trouble.

“My master is the Qinggang Hermit of Puling Mountain.”

The master only sent him down the mountain, but did not expel him from the sect.

If necessary, he can identify himself.

If cultivators don't engage in a deathmatch or a crushing battle, they can reveal their lineage and rely on their background power to influence each other.

After all, you only have one life. Without revealing your trump cards, special weapons, and supernatural abilities, no one knows if your opponent is guaranteed to win.

Perhaps you can't afford to offend my teacher? Or maybe I can't afford to offend your background either?
We don't necessarily have to fight and both sides suffer losses.

Let's reach a compromise and resolve this issue peacefully, turning hostility into friendship.

good for everyone.

The martial arts world has never been about fighting and killing.

This applies at any level of dimensionality.

The sudden appearance of this strange and powerful demon was completely beyond Ji Yuting's expectations.

He didn't know that this azure dragon was a backup plan left behind by Mingchen, or perhaps it was a hired weapon, or perhaps it was a monster from the surrounding area that he had disturbed and brought out to guard its territory...

His only goal was to destroy the enemy forces; he didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

Fighting Long Lian would be of no benefit to him.

Long Lian: ?

Puling Mountain? Qinggang Jushi?

What are those things?
I'm a 2,000-year-old homebody, and you're telling me this?

I don't care what you are!
If you dare to take action, then come and have a go!
Long Lian, who had been a recluse for a thousand years, was taken away by Ming Chen as soon as she stepped out of the house. She continued to protect the innocent little heart and did not have so many rules and complicated thoughts of cultivators.

Her idea was very simple.

Mingchen left her here to deal with any supernatural powers or spells the enemy might use.

Now that the other party has made a move, she will also make a move to kill them.

Why bother babbling on and on about all this useless stuff?!

She had no intention of communicating with Ji Yuting at all. She immediately opened her mouth wide, blew out a breath of cold air, and a surge of powerful magic power erupted out.

The next moment, a biting wind swept through, and the entire Libu Pass seemed to grow colder.

Ji Yuting's eyes narrowed, and he moved swiftly, disappearing from the spot.

"Kakaka~"

A series of teeth-grinding sounds rang out.

The rainwater that had been ignored on the ground turned into huge icicles that rose up from the ground, completely destroying the vine barrier that Ji Yuting had just created.

From this center, it spread rapidly outwards.

In the blink of an eye, the muddy land turned into a frosty, icy wasteland.

If Ji Yuting had been just a little later, he would have been pierced by the icicles.

Ji Yuting was a once-in-a-century genius who was valued by a master and naturally learned some divine techniques.

He moved nimbly, dodging the rain falling from the sky and the icicles that sprouted all over the ground, and was not harmed.

His eyes flashed, he seized an empty space, held a short stick upright in front of his chest, made a hand seal, and shouted in a low voice: "Wind-Stabilizing Technique".

The next instant, a raging gale formed a semi-circular barrier, keeping out the ice and rain.

"Wind Control."

He then formed hand seals and cast a spell, his body moving without wind, standing in mid-air, and rushing straight towards Long Lian, who was churning in the dark clouds.

Two short ebony clubs were pointed directly at Long Lian's enormous head, and he said coldly, "Your rudeness is unacceptable, so don't blame me for being merciless!"

Since this giant snake is so unreasonable, then let's have a showdown.

If it involves a conflict with a higher level of energy, then he also has a valid point.

From beginning to end, Long Lian never spoke to him.

Seeing the other party soar into the sky, Long Lian's eyes flashed, and she gathered a water ball in her mouth, then suddenly flung it towards Ji Yuting.

After leaving Long Lian, the water droplet quickly changed shape, freezing into icicles in the cold air, and transformed into an ice-forged spear that shot straight at Ji Yuting.

Everything happened very quickly.

Ji Yuting didn't have time to dodge and then formed hand seals to cast a spell.

"Boom boom boom!"

Amidst the dense clouds, thunder roared and struck the ice crystals with pinpoint accuracy; the immense power of the lightning could shatter everything.

Zhen represents thunder, and Xun represents wind; both belong to the element of wood. Ji Yuting was born with the heart of a wood spirit and the body of wind and thunder, making him a rare genius, one in ten thousand. Thunder and gale are like obedient children, wielded by him.

But the next moment, his eyes widened, and he looked at his chest in disbelief.

Before he knew it, a strange, sharp sword was piercing his chest, passing right through him.

The sword was not made of iron, but rather of countless withered and tattered leaves. It had no blade, was broken and tattered, and seemed as if it would crumble at the slightest touch.

The Withered and Flourishing Sword.

Long Lian has been a shut-in for two thousand years. He is a living being with no background and no magical artifacts in his home.

He relies solely on his Taoist skills and magical power to overwhelm others in fights, and his spells are all half-baked ideas he figured out on his own.

It was only after Mingchen led her to the old tree that things changed.

This withered and flourishing sword was the gift the old tree gave her when they first met.

The poor, homeless snake finally acquired a decent magical artifact.

Just as the sword was hidden in the icy water, lightning struck, shattering the ice and evaporating the water, but the sword was completely unharmed, unhindered by the wind and lightning, and pierced through the barrier formed by the gale without any hindrance, striking Ji Yuting precisely.

Winning is all that matters.

Fighting is never a gradual process; if you use your trump card to kill in one blow, there's no need for so many complicated twists and turns.

Long Lian also learned a lot about Ming Chen's fighting style.

Hiding or launching a sneak attack are both acceptable.

As long as we can win and kill the enemy, anything is fine.

The incredibly fast withered leaf sword pierced through his chest.

Ji Yuting was somewhat dazed.

too fast!
He hasn't even used his trump card yet!
The withered leaves on the sword were mottled, seemingly fragile yet harder than steel. They scraped across his chest, carrying away flesh and blood, creating a huge hole in his chest.

And even more unbelievable is...

"Forehead……"

He stared wide-eyed at the two short sticks in his hands, which were shimmering with a soft light.

This is a treasure of heaven and earth, a divine artifact made from the core of a sacred tree.

These two short rods have an automatic protection function!
However, when the strange withered leaf sword pierced his chest, the pair of short sticks showed no sign of harming him, and even seemed to be somewhat affectionate towards it, letting the sword pierce through Ji Yuting's chest.

This was completely unexpected by Ji Yuting, resulting in him being seriously injured.

Just what is the origin of this azure dragon?
Despite feeling excruciating pain in his body and his consciousness and life force rapidly fading away, Ji Yuting's mind was racing with thoughts as he pondered these matters.

Get it!

With a flash of sword light, the blood on the withered leaf sword was washed away by the rain in the blink of an eye and disappeared into Long Lian's scales.

Long Lian is more docile, quite different from the little bird, and not warlike.

As long as you don't provoke her, she basically won't provoke anyone.

Having been a shut-in for two thousand years, I've only been in a fight a handful of times.

Seeing that the enemy had been eliminated, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Instead of immediately checking the enemy's fate and finishing them off, he focused on the situation of Ling Yu leading his army in retreat.

In Long Lian's view, Ling Yu's safety was more important than that of their opponents.

While the two were fighting, Ling Yu had already swiftly organized the army to retreat in an orderly manner without any mishaps.

And in that one moment, you can do a lot of things.

When she turned her gaze back to Ji Yuting, the world had already changed drastically.

Ji Yuting, his chest pierced, landed gracefully.

The short stick in his hand emitted a soft, shimmering light, constantly nourishing his severely injured body.

The bloody, mangled cavity began to heal little by little.

"Whoosh!"

A vast magical power spread out, and the vines on the ground sprouted from the icy earth, transforming into the shape of a pair of large hands that lifted it up.

The blood that Ji Yuting gushed out landed in various corners, turning into runes before disappearing again.

As Ji Yuting landed gracefully, he suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils were completely drained of color, appearing gray and with faint arcs of electricity flickering within them.

A strong wind pressure emanated from him, rippling outwards in concentric circles.

Faintly, it seemed that two enormous figures were disappearing behind him.

He joined two fingers together and held them horizontally in front of his chest, then suddenly threw the two short sticks into the air.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted, "Supreme Heavenly Venerable, help me!"

The next instant, the short stick, which had been thrown into mid-air, trembled violently and expanded under the enhancement of magical power.

They transformed into two enormous wooden statues.

Standing on either side of Ji Yuting, Ji Yuting's face was deathly pale, and he was gushing out mouthfuls of blood.

The magical artifact acted like a water pump, draining his magical power and even drawing it away from his life.

In an instant, the Dharma image rose from the ground, the wind and clouds changed, and the world lost its color.

Long Lian, who was originally about to use a spell to finish off Ji Yuting, was shocked and fell directly from mid-air.

"Boom boom boom!"

The enormous body landed on the ground, smashing the already dilapidated Libu Pass into ruins.

That perilous pass vanished completely that night.

Ling Yu led his army in retreat, and heard a rumbling sound behind him.

Seeing the azure dragon, hundreds of feet long, fall from the sky, causing the earth to tremble, he couldn't help but frown.

Amidst the torrential rain, the two colossal statues exuded a terrifying aura.

This time, we've encountered a formidable opponent.

However... there's nothing she can do.

He was simply urging and guiding the soldiers to retreat quickly.

As the azure dragon crashed to the ground, lightning flashed in Ji Yuting's eyes. He dipped his index finger in his own blood and swiftly drew invisible runes in mid-air, chanting softly, "With my blood as the catalyst! Heavenly thunder, fierce winds, annihilate evil and subdue demons!"

"Array up!"

The blood scattered all around transformed into runes, which settled on the ground.

An invisible gale whipped up dust, sending it soaring into the sky and creating curtains of light that enveloped Long Lian.

"Kakakaka~"

The statues on either side of him slowly opened their eyes, and boundless power radiated outwards from them.

Under the cover of dark clouds, the torrential rain gradually subsided.

However, everything in this space felt terrifyingly heavy.

The air was murky and the sky was dark.

Everything had already slipped out of Long Lian's control.

She felt as if she were in a chaotic space, where the air seemed to have been sucked out.

The method of soaring through the clouds, which they are very proud of.

Her body felt terrifyingly heavy, as if she were facing countless beings with powerful auras, with countless eyes watching her from all sides. The oppressive atmosphere made it hard for her to breathe, and she was unable to lock onto Ji Yuting to launch an attack.

She looked up at the sky, but all she saw was darkness and nothingness.

It was somewhat difficult to circulate the profound magical power accumulated over two thousand years of cultivation.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and everything became extremely slow.

It seemed like the calm before the storm; the entire space was heavy and terrifying.

The old tree had taught her some knowledge.

She knew that she had probably fallen into the enemy's formation, and everything about her was being suppressed.

There seemed to be nothing around her, but she felt an extremely strong sense of crisis.

This place is extremely dangerous.

This was a feeling she had never experienced since she was born with intelligence and began her arduous spiritual practice.

She immediately wanted to escape from there.

But before they could even make a move, in the next instant...

"Boom boom boom!"

The air seemed to suddenly begin to move, and a crack appeared in the dark sky above the dome.

A pair of enormous eyes, seemingly traversing millions of spaces, gazed down at her.

Those eyes were chilling, as if they could see right through her from head to toe.

Immediately afterwards, pairs of people appeared.

More and more cracks appeared in the sky, more and more eyes opened, and countless gazes looked down at Long Lian.

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of thunderous booms could be heard.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes seemed to materialize, and a bolt of jet-black lightning shot out from those eyes. The thunder contained energy that seemed capable of destroying everything, and it struck Long Lian's massive body directly.

"Forehead……"

Long Lian shuddered immediately, a deep, bone-chilling pain spreading from the spot where the lightning had struck.

That millennium of cultivation, capable of withstanding even divine weapons with its fine, hard scales, was easily destroyed, leaving behind a scorched area. Terrifying energy crackled and popped, spreading outwards from that scorched spot.

However, this is only the beginning.

Immediately following, those eyes transformed into thunderbolts, striking her body with a dense and violent barrage.

(End of this chapter)