Achieving the Dao from the Hundred Schools of Thought

"call out!"

The spear, formed from condensed flames, accurately struck the howling wild boar in the distance.

With a single shot, the wild boar's head exploded instantly.

The flaming spear remained condensed and did not dissipate. The high temperature emanating from the spear distorted the surrounding air, and the wild boar carcass emitted a sizzling sound under this high temperature.

"Brother Zhao, let's go side by side! We're already familiar with this demon, why waste words with them?!"

As he spoke, Zhuang Weiyang unleashed his full wind magic, closing in on the target... a small demon in the distance?

Zhao Xiuwen seemed somewhat stunned by this sudden turn of events.

After a few breaths, he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Zhuang Weiyang, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, the "elephant demon" in the distance let out a series of mournful howls, and a black wind swept through, revealing its true form, which was five zhang tall!

A wild boar with an elephant trunk!

"What a pity! People often say that one in ten pigs becomes an elephant, but this pig demon is clearly a case of bloodline reversion, its combat power far surpassing that of ordinary lesser demons!"

"We can only rely on the advantage of the chariots. I hope the Crown Prince will not underestimate me."

With a thought, Zhao Xiuwen used his archery skills, and the cannons of the two chariots that had just been lowered rose up again.

"boom--!"

Show mercy but don't raise your hand; raise your hand but show no mercy!

Zhao Xiuwen made up his mind, immediately started the chariot, used magic to aim, and wrapped the cannon with the momentum of the army formation, and blasted it towards the five-zhang-tall demon!

Hearing the sound of the cannon from a distance, Zhuang Weiyang immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"This isn't a genuine Thunderfire Chariot; it's a replica! The craftsmen of the Gongshu family are all fanatics; when they build chariots, all fifty cannons fire only once!"

"Zhao Xiuwen just fired the cannons; the sound was chaotic, it must be a replica! A replica can only fire one salvo in a short time..."

"Hehehehehe..."

Zhuang Weiyang was in a great mood. She used her wind magic to tease the little demon and buy time.

Zhao Xiuwen still has a war chariot.

……

On the reviewing stand, all the ministers remained silent. Prince Di, who had been indignant just moments before, was now overjoyed.

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! Warfare is based on deception, war is based on deception!"

The Crown Prince smiled and agreed, "This Zhuang Weiyang is indeed quite remarkable."

Bo Pi, a member of the Crown Prince's faction, also remained silent.

As for any condemnation of Zhuang Weiyang? Absolutely none!

For someone from a humble background to outmaneuver the Zhao family's young master, who carried chariots and eight hundred soldiers, was already a remarkable feat!

Being outmaneuvered is simply a sign of the incompetence of the young master of the Zhao family.

Prince Di bowed to his elder brother, the Crown Prince, who had expressed his admiration, then stared at the light screen again, his heart filled with anticipation.

"What else could Weiyang possibly do?"

Deep within Tiger Hill, the battle raged on.

After a round of shelling, the land around the "Elephant Demon" looked as if it had been plowed up.

At the center, a deep pit appeared, and the demonic energy around the elephant demon was dispersed. It lay in the pit, its life or death unknown.

Zhao Xiuwen didn't have time to go up and investigate.

The last lesser demon has already reached us!

After breaking through his cultivation level, Zhao Xiuwen devoted all his energy to studying archery.

The Zhao family possesses the skills to replicate military chariots, and archery is the best way to enhance their combat effectiveness.

However, Zhao Xiuwen had not mastered other spells, which limited his ability to enhance his army.

Without any blessing or order from Zhao Xiuwen, the ordinary soldiers naturally wouldn't do anything extra to stop them, lest they lose their lives in vain.

Facing the demon that was only a dozen feet away from him, Zhao Xiuwen's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he adjusted the cannon's muzzle.

The target is—himself!

Several guards nearby retreated hastily, narrowly escaping with their lives!

"boom--!"

Another round of shelling followed, blasting the monster into pieces. Zhao Xiuwen, who was at the center of the barrage, had a gloomy face but was completely unharmed!

Zhao Xiuwen's face was grim as he stood within the pale red light screen.

The phoenix feathers on the helmet emitted a pink glow, maintaining the light barrier and protecting Zhao Xiuwen from harm.

Zhuang Weiyang, who was in the distance, heard the second round of cannon fire and stopped holding back!

"Wind and Fire Techniques, activate!"

"A raging fire engulfs the city!"

Azure flames accompanied by a hurricane coiled around the wild boar! Ordinary little demons had no power to resist Zhuang Weiyang, a "fierce general" who had mastered the four arts of the first-level military saint and was fully buffed. They were immediately turned into food and died.

"break!"

The flames transformed into a spear, which cut open the wild boar's belly and extracted an object resembling a red jade stone.

The essence of a demon—its demon core!

Zhuang Weiyang stuffed the demon core into her bosom and, without pausing for a moment, unleashed her wind magic to its fullest extent, rushing towards Zhao Xiuwen!

Zhao Xiuwen was filled with resentment when he saw Zhuang Weiyang still dare to step forward:

"Zhuang Weiyang—!"

"Brother Zhao, why thank me? Besides, this battle is not over yet... Yes."

As she spoke, Zhuang Weiyang used fire magic to scorch the eyes of the distant elephant demon.

The elephant demon possessed a divine bloodline, and Zhuang Weiyang's fire magic couldn't burn its flesh! But in excruciating pain, the elephant demon could no longer feign death. It immediately rose, facing the two, ready for battle!

Zhuang Weiyang didn't give the elephant demon a chance; a gentle breeze enveloped her, creating distance between them.

They seemed to be sitting on the sidelines watching the tigers fight.

The elephant demon was at a loss.

The two human cultivators before them were a pair; one was protected by a rare treasure, and the other was incredibly slippery and fast.

If we stay any longer, I'm afraid I'll lose my life here.

Forget subordinates, forget mother, survival is the only thing that matters! I have noble blood, I can't let myself perish here.

However, due to the severe injuries sustained in this battle, even retreating would not be enough to protect oneself in the depths of Tiger Hill...

With this in mind, the elephant demon no longer hesitated and turned to run towards the outer army formation!

Human blood is highly beneficial to the demon's body!

And if you eat with dozens of people and find a place to recuperate, your cultivation might even advance to the next level!

"Thump! Thump! Thump!" The elephant demon charged into the formation, moving away from Zhao Xiuwen and heading straight for the lone soldier!

The ordinary soldiers were terrified, their legs trembling, yet they still gripped their weapons tightly and shouted.

"General Zhao! General Zhao!"

"General Zhao, please use your magic to kill this scoundrel!"

Zhao Xiuwen turned a deaf ear.

In this chaotic battle, first the chariots were mobilized, then the phoenix feathers were activated, and the inner fire has already been consumed by more than half.

Saving these dozens of soldiers would be a losing proposition.

They're not your own soldiers, so their performance doesn't count. Why risk your life?

As the elephant demon drew closer, Zhao Xiuwen remained unmoved, while the soldiers wore expressions of despair.

"Why--!"

Zhuang Weiyang sighed and shot out.

"I was the one who started the fight between Zhao Xiuwen and the elephant demon."

"If these soldiers died slaying demons, I can accept it, after all, there are always many casualties when hunting demons in Tiger Hill."

"This elephant demon clearly intends to use these soldiers as food!"

Zhuang Weiyang moved forward at lightning speed, unleashing her wind magic to its fullest extent, stirring up clouds of dust.

"Wind and Fire Take Shape! Flame Spear!"

A long, cyan-red spear shot out once more, its target aimed directly at the elephant demon!

The wind fanned the flames, and the flaming spear moved with incredible speed. The elephant demon couldn't dodge in time and had to slightly turn its head to take the blow on its shoulder.

"Damn it! You human, I didn't want to fight you, but you're relentlessly pursuing me!"

"Today, I will not run away; I will fight you to the death!"

"The true form of the Blood Elephant! Give it to me..."

"You've been talking too much nonsense!" Zhuang Weiyang conjured a beam of light in his hand, which first alternated between blue and red, and then a grayish-brown color faintly appeared.

The light transformed into a deep red jade stone!

Through arduous practice in dreams, I finally mastered this technique.

"The sky collapses! Explode!"

"boom--!"

After the loud bang, Zhao Xiuwen's ears rang, but his eyes were fixed on Zhuang Weiyang.

"What kind of technique is this? How can it be several times more powerful than my chariot cannon fire?!"