The Path to Immortality: Starting with an Analysis of Basic Concepts

Chapter 88 The City Falls, Divine Words Manifested (Please Subscribe)

"Bai Yutang—!"

Zhang Jiamu uttered each word with a blank expression.

The servant standing nearby knew that the young master was furious and dared not speak. His gaze swept over the obviously flustered city guards, and he sighed inwardly, preparing to escort the young master away at any moment.

soon.

The scene that made Zhang Jia's face even uglier and the soldiers even more panicked happened once again.

All that could be seen above the sky was...

A burly man with red eyes, disheveled hair, and a dark face seemed to be chewing something. His red eyes became even more vivid. Under the gaze of the red-faced, bald old man opposite him, whose arm was stained with blood, he raised his arm and forcefully threw the short spear in his palm.

call out--

The short spear whistled as it aimed straight at the red-faced old man.

Upon seeing this.

The red-faced old man frowned, and with a flicker of his body, he transformed into dozens of lifelike figures that scattered in all directions.

But what happened next horrified him.

The short spear seemed to be sentient, ignoring the many illusions, and flew straight towards him. Its speed did not decrease but increased. He vaguely saw a ferocious beast with the body of a lion and the tail of a tiger, and red eyes, rushing towards him.

The red-faced old man was momentarily dazed, then felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows, and his consciousness faded into darkness.

outside world.

A flash of crimson light appeared, and the head of the fleeing red-faced old man exploded instantly, the crimson divine inscription of "Red-faced Monk" above his head collapsing with a deafening roar.

About one-third of it merged into the suspended short spear, one-third dissipated into the heavens and earth, and the remaining one-third merged into the divine words above the head of the dark-faced, burly man.

"Red Eyed Suanni".

Instantly, the divine words, which were already like blood, became even more vivid and lifelike, inspiring awe in those who saw them.

"Hahaha--"

The burly man threw his head back and laughed loudly, shouting, "Let me let you all know that the one who killed this Dao Fruit Realm martial artist is none other than 'Red-Eyed Steed' Qiu Jun!"

After saying this, he remotely drew the short spear into his palm.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd below, he raised his hand and shattered the red-faced old man's corpse with a single palm strike. He opened his mouth and inhaled the shredded flesh and blood, swallowing it whole. His eyes grew even redder, and the aura he exuded became increasingly terrifying.

below.

goo-dong-

Whether they were bandits or soldiers guarding the city, they all swallowed hard upon seeing this scene.

In the crowd, Wu Yong secretly praised, "Truly a ruthless man!"—He then raised his hand and slapped away a martial artist at the Divine Speech Realm in front of him, shouting, "Kill!"

"kill!"

The second-in-command, Meng Qi, and the third-in-command, Shi Niangzi, turned towards them, their faces contorted with rage, showing no mercy whatsoever.

His cultivation, which was almost half a step away from entering the Dao Fruit Realm, erupted, and the Divine Word Realm martial artists who were fighting against him were all severely injured in an instant.

at the same time.

The leaders and bandits of Yunshan Village, along with other bandits from other mountain strongholds who had been transferred there, all began to fight desperately as they saw hope of breaching the city.

"Kill them!—"

The deafening roar resounded, causing all the defending soldiers to feel a bit timid. Some even dropped their weapons and fled in panic.

"Young master, we can't hold out any longer, let's escape."

The servant stepped forward and said anxiously.

Zhang Jia looked around at the chaos, his face ashen, his fists clenched so tightly that veins bulged.

Seeing that the young master did not speak, the servant understood. He apologized, grabbed Zhang Jia by the shoulder, and leaped into the city. After a few teleports, they disappeared into the depths of the house.

"The county magistrate has fled!"

Some people in the crowd saw this, dropped their weapons, and ran into the city.

"I knew he was unreliable!"

The guards of each household cursed under their breath, ignored the bandits, and turned to run away.

"It's a pity, if we could have held on a little longer—"

A kind-looking young man with bald patches glanced at the bandits rushing towards him, touched his hard chest, and turned to leave.

The sky.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the two Dao Fruit Realm martial artists who had joined forces to fight Lu Changming exchanged a glance, then directly burned their "Divine Word" origins, transforming into streaks of light and escaping to the left and right respectively.

Qiu Jun grinned and was about to give chase with his spear.

"Brother, wait a moment."

Lu Changming hurriedly called out and stepped forward, saying, "Remember, don't pursue a desperate enemy." He then pointed towards Dangyang County, where bandits had crossed the border and chaos was beginning to emerge, and laughed, "There are still some stubborn ones in the city, so we need you to keep watch, my sworn brother."

"Just watch and see, brother."

Qiu Jun brandished his short spear, which was covered in fine blood streaks, and strode towards the county town.

"What a truly valiant hero! He deserves to join my Yunshan Mountain!"

Watching his retreating figure, Lu Changming's eyes flickered, but he did not follow him inside. Instead, he turned around and stepped into the air to leave.

Dayuan Money Shop, underground.

A person and a cat were lying in the passageway, one in front of the other.

Zhu Yu pointed upwards, "Senior brother, is this the place?"

As Liang Kuan behind him shoveled earth and stones outwards, he replied, "That's right, the Great Yuan Treasury is located up there."

Upon hearing this...

Without further hesitation, Zhu Yu began to dig upwards. After digging less than three feet, the soil suddenly became as hard as stone, making it very difficult for him to dig even with his current strength.

"Rice paste mixed with sand and gravel—"

Zhu Yu glanced at it and immediately understood the structure of the silver vault's foundation, but he didn't have a good solution and could only dig it up.

A full quarter of an hour passed.

Perhaps there were no Divine Realm martial artists among the guards, because even after he dug through the foundation and entered the silver vault, he didn't see anyone come in.

At his level, he could already see in the dark, and so could the cat. In the dimly lit silver vault, the man and the cat looked at the mountain of copper coins of various colors, and their eyes lit up.

"Meow--"

Liang Kuan leaped onto a wooden box, swung his claws to open it, but to his disappointment, it was empty.

It leaped to another wooden box, which was still empty. Undeterred, it opened several more boxes and finally found something: a ten-tael silver ingot.

Zhu Yu's gaze swept over the empty shelves, wooden crates, and messy footprints on the ground, and he thought to himself, "Has the city fallen?"

Thinking of this, he quickly instructed Liang Kuan to transport the copper coins.

The copper coins were put into a box, pushed into the tunnel, and transported by Liang Kuan to an abandoned courtyard not far away.

After some tinkering.

Until he heard hurried footsteps outside, and seeing the few remaining copper coins, Zhu Yu stopped collecting them, jumped into the pit, closed the stone slab, and entered the underground passage, crawling and burying the pit behind him as he went.

After exiting the tunnel.

Looking at the copper coins that almost filled the room, and hearing the bursts of laughter and crying coming from outside, Zhu Yu sat cross-legged on the copper coins and said to the exhausted raccoon beside him, "I need to trouble you, senior brother, to protect me. I wish to use this place to condense divine words."

Liang Kuan nodded and wrote with a flick of his wrist: "The people who collect copper coins are a mixed bag. If you sense that you can't withstand it, don't force a breakthrough. If the two of us join forces, it won't be difficult to steal some silver—"

"Thank you, senior brother. I understand."

Zhu Yu nodded, without explaining that his innate skills required the assistance of copper coins. He closed his eyes, concentrated, and activated his divine seed.

Actions follow the mind.

The hopes and expectations contained in the copper coins flowed into his body one after another, and fragmented memories surged forth like a surging river.

Under its nourishment, the divine seed quietly underwent subtle changes.

Liang Kuan paused and watched for a while. Seeing that his expression was calm and unchanged, he secretly praised his good temperament. He then took light steps and slipped out of the door through the corner gap.

Just as he was immersed in his breakthrough.

Dangyang County was plunged into chaos as more than 500 bandits swarmed through the area like locusts, looting gold and silver from house to house. Those who resisted were killed on the spot, while those who did not resist were ignored, and the bandits moved on to the next house.

Meanwhile, leaders of all ranks, such as "Cloud-Piercing Hand" Dong Chengen and White Tofu, specifically selected some fine houses and did not smash, burn, or loot them. Instead, they politely asked them to hand over all their belongings.

Those who resisted need not be mentioned, but those who cooperated did not do anything further, and even thoughtfully left their own imprints at the door before leaving.

As for Wu Yong, Meng Qi, and Lady Shi, they neither entered the house nor robbed the common people, but instead invited many merchants in the city to sit in the county government office.

They captured Dangyang County.

A grand feast begins.

Whether they were low-level bandits, big or small leaders, or even the heads of the gang, they all ate until they were full and fat!

This is just the money. After some time, when the news of Yunshan Village's attack on Dangyang County spreads, the strength of the bandits in Yunshan Village will surely explode like an geyser, and the strong will always be strong.

As the sun sets in the west and dusk begins to fall.

The city lord's mansion was brightly lit, and laughter and merriment filled the air.

The bandits drank and ate heartily, with bundles of various sizes beside them containing the gold, silver, and other valuables they had plundered during the day. A group of plump and slender courtesans strolled around the men, occasionally letting out a scream that evoked a cacophony of howls and wails.

County government office.

Qiu Jun sat alone at a table, eating large mouthfuls of unknown flesh and blood stained with blood.

Below are several round tables.

Wu Yong was in the center, flanked by Meng Qi and Lady Shi, with the leaders of Yunshan Village behind him.

Opposite them were representatives of the city's three wealthiest families, as well as a host of merchants and shopkeepers.

Hearing the loud chewing sounds, everyone's faces turned pale. No one touched their chopsticks, and they whispered about the protection fee for breaching the city and the subsequent offerings.

At the very back of the crowd.

"Um?"

Bai Doufu was suddenly stunned. Sensing the suddenly enhanced divine power and the continuous flow of qi and blood into his body, he exclaimed in surprise, "This is—Mi Ya'er manifesting divine power?"

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