Two Worlds: The Demon Cultivator Mistakenly Enters the Lord's World

Chapter 46 Three demons and one person, waiting for their chance to strike.
The forest was quiet, and a cold wind swept around the Five Ghosts Altar.

At midnight on the second night
He and Tiebi guarded this place, and saw the black triangular flag on the altar fluttering in the wind, with five twisted black shadows residing in the altar.

Iron Wall chuckled hoarsely:

"That's convenient; we can gather the five ghosts in just two nights."

Ten ghosts—not a large number, but enough for now.

The Five Ghosts Altar is ultimately not a building specifically designed by the undead race to recruit Yin Ghosts.

An altar can only house five malevolent spirits.

Before the ghosts that had entered the altar perished, the Five Ghosts Altar could not accommodate any more ghosts.

To recruit more, we can only continue building the Five Ghosts Altar. The Xuan Yin Temple is still collecting materials for the Five Ghosts Altar, but it will take some time.

Ironwall led his troops to roam around Blackstone Village for a while.

Zombies act as human shields in front, skeleton warriors bravely attack, and ghosts harass from the flanks.

Under Iron Wall's command, the three types of troops cooperated seamlessly, and small groups of field troops were no match for them.

During his time at Xuan Yin Temple, Tie Bi also had Old Xu find him some military books and study the methods of military training, which greatly enhanced his ability to command soldiers in battle.

Tie Bi, who studied diligently, used all his knowledge to his advantage around Black Stone Village and reaped great rewards.

Goblins and kobolds fell in front of the iron wall, howling in agony.

Under the influence of the necromancy, more skeletons crawled out of their corpses and joined the ranks.

Unfortunately, once the skeleton soldiers' corpses were pulled out, there was no way to condense Soul Coins.

After drawing out twenty or thirty skeleton soldiers as cannon fodder, Iron Wall abandoned the use of the necromancy spell and simply waited for the enemies to die so that they could condense into soul coins.

The Soul Coins harvested, when used on zombies and wraiths, allow Hero Ironwall to clearly feel his troops gradually becoming stronger.

"The Lord's World is progressing much faster; the existence of Soul Coins is practically cheating!"

One by one, the black iron soul coins were consumed in his hand, increasing the death magic power circulating within his body according to the Three Yin Technique. The soul fire within Iron Wall's body was dancing joyfully.

He touched his bald head, completely baffled as to why the lord seemed so reluctant to absorb soul coins.

However, he did not notice that his originally pure bronze soul fire had become covered with some disgusting and repulsive black.

Like foul-smelling silt, it stubbornly clung to his soul fire.

After letting Tiebi roam freely outside Blackstone Village for a while, Lu Feng also met Heishan, a soldier who had returned from training at the guard post, in Blackstone Village.

"Greetings, Lord!"

During the training of the halberdier Jell, Black Mountain completely mastered the true form of the blazing sun, opening up nine acupoints to contain his rage.

His aura gradually calmed down, yet it also contained a scorching, fierce, and violent power, like that of a furnace.

In Lu Feng's perception, although the warrior Black Mountain had not yet reached the 1-star silver level, he was not far off.

The other four 1-star warriors who trained with Black Mountain also showed great promise and all mastered the true form of the Blazing Sun.

"Very good, I now have a strong and well-equipped force under my command!"

After Iron Wall returned from training his troops, Lu Feng led Iron Wall and the others back to Xuan Yin Temple.

Ten Yin ghosts were released to patrol the area around Xuan Yin Temple, adding more eyes to the scene.

Several days passed in Black Stone Village, and Feng Yingzi of Xuan Yin Temple still had not found any trace of Zheng Yang Daoist.

Feng Yingzi was also a little anxious. He had taken Lu Feng's Moon Well water, but he hadn't finished the task of finding Zheng Yang Dao Ren, which made him feel quite ashamed.

For the past two days, he has personally ridden the eagle to patrol the Wild River Cave, attempting to find the whereabouts of Daoist Zhengyang.

Inside the Wild River Cave. A blue-eyed snake demon with a snake's head and a human body, dressed in a Taoist robe, sat in the main seat. To his left and right were a pig demon and a crocodile demon.

Opposite them, the Daoist Zhengyang, with a face as dark as a date, sat cross-legged with an air of composure, showing no sign of urgency.

However, the pig demon in the cave was getting impatient and spoke up somewhat agitatedly:

"Old Taoist priest, when do you think we should set off? The Xuan Yin Temple is rolling in money, and I, Old Pig, dream of going there for a hearty meal! Let's hurry up and get started, lest something unexpected happens!"

The pig demon, thinking of the wealth of Xuan Yin Temple, had eyes full of greed, and his mouth watered with excitement.

The pig demon's words drew enthusiastic agreement from the crocodile demon beside him:
"Yes, yes! I heard that the young Taoist disciples at Xuan Yin Temple all have delicate skin and tender flesh, yet they're chewy and delicious!"

As if recalling something, the crocodile demon couldn't help but lick its teeth, which were covered in bits of meat, its eyes turning bloodshot.

The two demons' greedy words reached Zhengyang Daoren's ears. He snapped out of his meditation, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, and thought to himself:

"These two mere Qi Refining demons dare to covet the Xuan Yin Temple's assets? If you weren't somewhat useful, I would have chopped you up and used you as sacrifices to my magical artifact, the Blazing Sun Furnace!"

The monsters in Wild River Cave are not good monsters; they eat people, rob, and commit all sorts of evil deeds.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't persuade the fellow Daoists on Wushan Mountain, Daoist Zhengyang wouldn't have thought of coming to find these three demons from Yehe Cave.

That wretched Xuan Yin Temple, what kind of bewitching potion did they give to the fellow practitioners on Wushan Mountain that made them all reject me?

Thinking of all this, Zhengyang Daoist felt a burning rage within him, wishing he could kill Lu Feng right now and seize his Xuanyin Temple.

However, the cold, damp air from the Wild River Cave calmed him down.

Facing the blue-eyed snake demon in the main seat, Daoist Zhengyang shook his head and patiently explained:

"War is like hunting; when you move, you must strike decisively and kill without hesitation!"

"You must have heard of Master Lu of Xuan Yin Temple before, so if we don't want things to go wrong, we need to be patient!"

"The Wind Eagle on Misty Mountain is still controlling birds to track our movements. If we go out to attack Xuan Yin Temple now, wouldn't we be walking into a trap?"

"You wouldn't want to be surrounded by a group of cultivators as soon as you arrive at Xuan Yin Temple, have your skin peeled off, your bones broken, and be stewed in a big pot, would you?"

The words of the Taoist priest Zhengyang were a wake-up call, extinguishing the flames of greed in the hearts of the pig demon and the crocodile demon, and reminding them of the former reputation of Lu Feng of Xuan Yin Temple.

Thinking about it this way, the attack on Xuanyin Temple does indeed require careful consideration.

"Wait patiently a little longer. Hunting is something I, the snake demon, excel at, and I have no shortage of patience! Waiting a little longer won't hurt!"

In the end, the blue-eyed snake demon of Wild River Cave agreed with Zhengyang Daoist's suggestion and decided to wait.

Three demons and one person lurked in the cave.

While patiently waiting, Feng Yingzi, who had been patrolling the sky searching for Zhengyang Daoren's whereabouts for several days without success, finally couldn't hold on any longer.

"Master Lu, this won't do! That Daoist Zhengyang has vanished without a trace. Could it be that he has abandoned Xuanyin Temple and left this place?"

Exhausted, with sunken eyes, Feng Yingzi complained resentfully.

"It's alright, you don't need to ride your eagle to patrol every day. Just have your ordinary birds keep an eye on the area around Dongping County!"

Lu Feng waved his hand, not caring about Feng Yingzi's defeat.

The Taoist priest Zhengyang seemed to be a seasoned hunter, hiding in the shadows, searching for his weakness, and waiting for the right moment to strike.

Since Daoist Zhengyang wanted to stall and find a weakness, Lu Feng was naturally happy to play along.

Feng Yingzi's rest was the first weakness that Lu Feng revealed.

Sure enough, after Feng Yingzi had rested from exhaustion, the Blue-Eyed Serpent Demon in the Wild River Cave immediately noticed Feng Yingzi's disappearance.

Their patient waiting directly cost Xuan Yin Temple a key general.

(End of this chapter)