The God of Heavens

Chapter 25: Oasis Storm, Dawn of Hope

The smoke from cooking is curling up and the morning glow is picturesque.

An oasis under the jurisdiction of five sects including Lihuo Sect, Qingxia Mountain, and Xuanyue Cave.

Here, mornings begin with the crisp chirping of birds. Women fetch water from the stream, men inspect irrigation channels, and children playfully chase butterflies. The oasis carries their lives and hopes.

“Dang!” “Dang!” “Dang!” “Dang!”
The alarm bell rang, breaking the peace of the oasis.

There was a sound of thunderous horse hooves, and seven or eight riders appeared on the horizon. They were running very fast, like a whirlwind, stirring up dust and smoke into the sky, and they were in front of us in the blink of an eye.

A group of horse bandits were galloping towards the oasis with great momentum. The scarred bandit in the lead was waving a long knife, which was flashing with a cold light in the sunlight.

These people's mounts are not ordinary horses. They are all covered with shining scales, tall and long, and very sturdy. They are dragon-scale horses, shaped like horses, covered with green scales, and can travel four to five thousand miles a day without getting tired.

"The bandits are coming, everyone be careful!"

A cry of surprise instantly shattered the peaceful oasis, and a cloud of fear quickly enveloped everyone. Outside the stone fortress, people shouted and horses neighed, and those inside the village were in a panic.

"Hide quickly, bandits are coming, everyone get your weapons out!"

Many young and middle-aged men organized the old and young to hide, and then rushed to the village gate with sharp knives.

The people of the Northern Territory are tough and although the residents are terrified, they resolutely take up arms and prepare to resist in order to protect their homes and loved ones.

"Hand over all the resources in your village!" A bandit rushed to the front of the village and shouted.

"Sir, the source of our village was handed over to Qingxia Sect a few days ago." An old man came out and said with an apologetic smile.

"Don't try to scare me with Qingxia Sect. Don't think I don't know you're hiding something! Hand over the three pounds of source immediately. If you're one ounce less, I'll raze your village to the ground!" The horse bandits were unmoved and became even more arrogant.

Finally, fighting broke out. The residents fought to the death, but eventually their resistance began to wane.

The horse bandits killed indiscriminately like hungry wolves, and the blood quickly dyed this land that was once full of vitality red.

The scarred horse bandit fiercely kicked the old man who was trying to stop him away and said with an arrogant laugh: "You bunch of losers, you dare to resist me?"

Another bandit grabbed a woman's hair and yelled, "You poor bastards! You have so little hidden stuff, and yet you dare to go against us! We'll sell you all to the source mine today, and make sure you're neither alive nor dead!"

The residents were in dire straits and when the end was near, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind in the sky.

A group of monks rushed over, dressed in the clothes of the Holy King Sect. When they saw the tragic state of the oasis, the anger in their hearts was instantly ignited.

The sun was scorching high in the sky, the desert was scorching, and the wind and sand were swirling. The disciples of the Holy King Sect met with horse bandits on a narrow road.

"You have committed many evil deeds, and today is your end!"

A member of the Saint King faction roared angrily, and the divine patterns around his body lit up instantly. The red-gold chains danced like spirit snakes, carrying a tremendous amount of spiritual power, and quickly wrapped around the horse bandit leader.

The bandit leader's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly swung his sword to block. With a loud clang, sparks flew everywhere, and the sword was defeated, cracking slightly. At the same time, a female disciple formed a seal with her jade hands, and a short sword appeared, wrapped in flames, and shot like a meteor towards the bandit who was about to kill the child.

The horse bandit hurriedly swung his mace engraved with strange runes to stop him. The blazing flames and the strange dark power collided violently, bursting out a dazzling light.

Another disciple possessed incredible power, and at this moment, his fighting spirit was surging. Like a flash of black lightning, he instantly charged into the group of horse bandits. Every punch he threw was accompanied by a sonic boom, and wherever his punches reached, the horse bandits flew backwards.

In an instant, divine patterns shone, precious light shot up into the sky, and all kinds of divine weapons and sharp weapons crisscrossed. The bandits were immediately thrown into disarray and panicked. They wanted to escape, but they were horrified to find that their retreat had already been cut off.

Although the horse bandits were brave, they were quickly defeated by the tacit cooperation and powerful offensive of the disciples of the Holy King Sect. They fell to the ground and begged for mercy. The desert finally returned to peace.

At this moment, an elder gently waved his whisk, and a powerful force surged out, like invisible shackles, firmly binding the numerous bandits. What awaited them was the due judgment.

After the battle, the surviving residents gathered around, their eyes filled with gratitude and awe. The elder took out a merit book and carefully recorded the achievements of his disciples in the battle.

At this time, the resident elders, filled with doubt and worry, slowly walked up to the elder and said, "Thank you all for your rescue, we are truly grateful!"

Then, his eyes flashed with surprise, clearly recognizing the other person. "Elder Chen, it's you? Haven't you been missing for several years? I also heard that you were imprisoned by the Qingxia Sect..."

"Yes, I was imprisoned by them because I didn't want to go along with those people from Qingxia Sect." Elder Chen nodded slightly with a calm expression.

“A few days ago, our headmaster came here to train and discovered that the people from the five major sects had done too many evil things, so he liquidated them all.

Later, to maintain order in this area, the headmaster gathered the remaining self-disciplined individuals and established the Holy King Sect. After being rescued by the headmaster, I joined them.

Now, the territories formerly held by the five major sects have all been taken over by the Saint King Sect." The Qingxia Sect elder spoke slowly, looking at the resident elders with a gentle expression.

"The Sect Master is compassionate. These past few days, we have been following his orders to attack and eliminate those roaming bandits. Most of them are remnants of the five sects.

Once these evil bandits are completely annihilated, we will send disciples to patrol the border day and night. From then on, you can live in peace, free from the worries of banditry."

The resident elders were overjoyed and filled with gratitude.

Then, with a look of curiosity on his face, he couldn't help but step forward and ask, "I saw you guys recorded it in a notebook after you eliminated the bandits. What is that?"

Elder Chen patiently explained, "This is a merit book. Each disciple has one, specifically recording the good deeds of the Saint King disciples. They help the people solve their problems, and every achievement is recorded in the book."

Whether it is drawing water from the river to moisten the earth, dispersing the sandstorm that blocks out the sky, or using magical powers to promote the growth of oasis vegetation, these may be just a piece of cake for the monks, but they can actually improve your lives.

Furthermore, the Saint King Sect will select talented cultivators from among the residents. If a child has outstanding talent, he or she will be able to embark on the path of cultivation and change the fate of himself or herself and their family."

Upon hearing this, the elder's eyes lit up with hope, and he sighed, "That's great! I just hope we can have a more peaceful life in the future. These past few years, we've been living in this desert, and it's been tough, not to mention the frequent harassment from bandits. It's been incredibly hard."

Elder Chen gently patted the elder's shoulder and consoled him, "Don't worry, with the Holy King Sect here, such a disaster will never happen again!"

(End of this chapter)