Eternal Immortal Dynasty: Starting as a Petty Official

Chapter 126 Night Raid on the Thieves' Den (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

As night fell, the bright moon hung high in the sky, its light as clear as water.

After finishing their dinner, the group quickly set off towards Duiying Mountain under the cover of night.

They passed through several villages and more than ten pavilions along the way, and the group, fully armed and prepared, dared not stop at all.

As dawn broke, the group had traveled all night and were already halfway through their journey.

"Let's rest for a while!"

Looking around and seeing that there were no pedestrians, Zhao Xian immediately ordered everyone to stop and rest.

Upon hearing Zhao Xian's order, all the Daoist people breathed a sigh of relief, completely disregarding the cold air on the ground, and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"Please trouble you, Lord Chen, to use your magic to relieve everyone's fatigue!"

Seeing this, Zhao Xianfu looked at Chen Yuancheng beside him and said solemnly.

Chen Yuancheng nodded slightly, and a flash of light appeared in his hand, followed by a three-inch crystal jade bottle appearing in his palm.

Chen Yuancheng tossed out the jade bottle and immediately formed a hand seal.

In an instant, his hands moved like butterflies, revealing wisps of afterimages.

"Like a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain!"

With a soft shout, a beam of spiritual light struck the crystal jade bottle floating in mid-air.

Then, a stream of sweet rain gushed out from the mouth of the bottle, turning into a fine drizzle that fell on everyone.

"Chen Jun's rain-making technique has reached a high level!"

Seeing this, Xu Dekun couldn't help but whisper his praise.

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"Comfortable!"

"Is this magic?"

"It's so amazing!"

The Taoist priests, who were sitting slumped by the roadside, felt the nourishment of the spiritual rain and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Although this world is a mix of immortals and mortals, cultivators with spiritual roots who can cultivate to the late stage of Qi Refining are extremely rare.

It is extremely difficult for ordinary Taoists to witness the wonders of magic.

Not to mention personally experiencing the divine power of magic.

The four teenagers, Zhao Hong, Huang Zhong, and the others standing to the side, also revealed a hint of envy in their eyes.

Although the path of Qi and Blood Martial Arts also has a way to reach the heavens, the prevailing trend of cultivation in this world is still the path of Qi cultivation.

The rain only lasted for a little over ten breaths before it dissipated, and at this moment, a fine sheen of sweat appeared on Chen Yuancheng's forehead.

Even though his cultivation had reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, he still couldn't control his magical artifact for long.

If one truly wishes to wield magical weapons in battle, one must first establish a foundation in the Dao.

"Mr. Chen, is it still possible to continue the journey?"

Zhao Xian stepped forward, a hint of concern on his face.

"It's alright, don't worry about me!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuancheng waved his hand and put a bright green elixir into his mouth.

After a few breaths, his complexion gradually became more rosy.

"Let's keep going!"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Xian immediately turned around and shouted sternly.

"Splash!"

The people immediately got up, and the group sped away again.

Traveling during the day is not as discreet as at night, and the group walking on the official road naturally attracted the attention of passersby.

Along the way, several more pavilions stood beside the official road. The pavilion chief, Qiu Dao, and others saw Zhao Xian and his party of dozens of people, fully armed and in good gear, but they dared not approach to investigate. They could only watch helplessly as they sped away into the distance.

As night fell, the group finally arrived at Duiying Mountain, located at the border of Rongtai County and Ronghuai County.

Duiying Mountain is named for its two peaks, which are of similar terrain, high and densely forested, one to the south and one to the north, leaving only a wide road in the middle.

"The thieves' lair is on the north peak!"

Upon reaching the foot of Duiying Mountain, Chen Yuancheng immediately raised his hand and pointed, speaking solemnly.

"All those entering the mountains must hold their mouths shut and refrain from making any loud noise!"

Zhao Xian immediately looked at Zhao Hong and the other three, and whispered his instructions.

Upon hearing this, the four boys immediately ran towards the back of the group, whispering messages to each other.

"Enter the mountain!"

Seeing that the group had quieted down, Chen Yuancheng took the lead and headed into the mountains and forests.

It was early August, and the nights were already quite cold. The group walked silently through the forest.

Fortunately, the people of the Dao had been following Zhao Xian for the past few days and were able to eat some meat, so none of them couldn't see the road ahead after nightfall.

Once they entered the mountains and forests and had traveled three or four miles, Zhao Xian found a sheltered mountain hollow and then ordered everyone to stop and rest.

To avoid being discovered by bandits, they could not light bonfires, and the villagers could only huddle together to ward off the mountain chill.

"I would trouble you, Mr. Xu, to go to the vicinity of the bandits' lair again and keep an eye on their movements!"

After the Daoist people had rested, Zhao Xian looked at Xu Dekun and said in a low voice.

"good!"

Xu Dekun responded, immediately stood up, and disappeared into the forest in a few flashes.

At the beginning of the Yin hour, Zhao Xian woke up all the Daoist practitioners one by one, while Chen Yuancheng was already casting a spell, and wisps of sweet dew in mid-air entered the bodies of the Daoist practitioners.

Nourished by spiritual energy, all the fatigue on the bodies of the Daoists dissipated.

To keep the people of the Dao alive, Chen Yuancheng melted a Rejuvenation Pill worth dozens of low-grade spirit stones into the jade bottle.

"Walk!"

After Zhao Li, Zhang Gong, and the others had organized the group, Zhao Xian and Chen Yuancheng took the lead and continued forward.

The moon is bright and the stars are few; the shadows of the branches sway gently in the stillness of the mountains and forests.

About half an hour later, the group arrived near the bandits' lair.

Looking at the bare mountain wall in front of him, Zhao Xian couldn't help but look at Chen Yuancheng and Xu Dekun.

"This mountain wall is a manifestation of the illusionary array!"

Chen Yuancheng immediately whispered his instructions.

"Bo Zhang, since midnight, there has been no further movement from the bandits' den; they must all be resting now!"

Xu Dekun, who was standing to the side, also spoke up in a low voice.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Xu, are you two confident that you can break this outer formation without alerting the thieves inside?"

Zhao Xian stared at the mountain wall in front of him, pondered for a few breaths, and then asked in a low voice.

"We two are not capable of such a thing!"

Upon hearing this, both of them said the same thing.

"Very well, in that case, I and the two of you will lead the way!"

Zhao Xian nodded slightly, then spoke solemnly.

"good!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Xian summoned Zhao Li, Zhang Gong, and others and gave them instructions one by one.

Uncle Zhao Li naturally did not want Zhao Xian to go first, and said that he would go to scout ahead for Zhao Xian, but Zhao Xian raised his hand to stop him.

"Whoosh!"

A set of tattered armor appeared in front of Zhao Xian.

"Uncle, please put on this armor. You must be brave and lead the charge!"

Zhao Xian looked at Zhao Li and said with a smile.

"good!"

Seeing this, Zhao Li had no choice but to agree, and then, with the help of others, he put on his armor.

"Walk!"

Zhao Xian, Chen Yuancheng, and Xu Dekun took the lead and walked forward.

"Whoosh!"

A flash of crimson light appeared in Zhao Xian's eyes, and the stone wall in front of him transformed into a multicolored spiritual light shield.

The three strode forward and went straight into the spiritual light barrier.

"Pop!"

With a soft sound, the three appeared outside a valley.

On either side of the valley stood two braziers, each guarded by two bandits.

Upon seeing the three men suddenly appear before them, the four bandits froze on the spot, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"kill!"

With a low shout, Zhao Xian charged out first!

"Clang!"

With his ring-bladed sword drawn and his feet barely touching the ground, Zhao Xian appeared before the two bandits.

"cut!"

A flash of sword light, as white as snow, disappeared in mid-air!

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Two muffled thuds followed, and the two bandits moved their lips as if to shout, but then their bodies went limp and they fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, Xu Dekun slowly pulled his ring knife from the bandit's body, and drops of blood dripped from the silver blade.

"thump!"

The two bandits fell to the ground simultaneously.

"Ah Xian~"

With a soft exclamation, Uncle Zhao Li rushed in from outside, followed by Xu Hua, Xu Fu, and others who also strode in.

"Leave no survivors!"

Zhao Xian turned to look at Zhao Li and the others, and then said in a solemn voice.

"Splash!"

The villagers immediately charged into the valley with their spears, while Chen Yuancheng and Xu Dekun took the lead.

Among them, the two of them had the highest cultivation level, so they naturally had to fight against the two late-stage Qi Refining cultivators among the bandits!

Zhao Xian did not rush into the valley, but stood with Zhang Gong and his group of archers.

"Brother!"

Zhao Hong shouted loudly, his eyes filled with urgency.

"Charge! Charge in! Disrupt the bandits' formation!"

Zhao Xian shouted loudly at Zhao Hong.

"kill!"

Huang Zhong roared and charged into the valley, brandishing his spear, flanked by the three brothers Zhao Hong, Zhao Duan, and Zhao Bing.

Suddenly attacked by the enemy, the bandits who had been sleeping in the valley were all awakened from their sleep, and stood there in a daze, their faces full of panic!

"kill!"

With a roar like a tiger, a burly man in armor charged into the valley.

He raised his ring-handled sword high, its cold light flashing, and swung it fiercely!

In an instant, the two bandits were decapitated!

"kill!"

Several more burly figures, each wielding a metal shield as tall as a person, charged at the still bewildered bandits.

"Snap! Snap!"

Wherever the wooden shield passed, the sounds of bones breaking and tendons snapping echoed.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Suddenly, a mournful wail echoed through the valley, and only then did some of the bandits finally react.

"Pfft!"

Like a shooting star, before the bandit could shout any further, an arrow pierced his chest.

The immense force of the arrow pinned the bandit straight to the ground!

"shoot!"

Several arrows flew through the air, followed by several figures falling to the ground, lifeless.

"Who are you, daring to invade our camp!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from deep within the camp, followed by several figures sweeping in like a whirlwind.

"Bang!"

A streak of fire, trailing a fiery tail, ripped through the air and hurtled toward the Daoist who was charging ahead!

"disease!"

Xu Dekun made a hand seal and gave a soft shout. A wall of earth rose from the ground, blocking the fireball directly in front of him.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, flames shot out, the earthen wall collapsed, and rubble flew everywhere.

"hiss!"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Xian couldn't help but gasp. This small fireball spell was actually comparable to the power of a hand grenade in his previous life.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

"It hurts so much!"

Several cries of pain came from the mouths of the people in front, all of them raising their hands to cover their heads, their faces bruised and swollen from being hit by flying dirt and stones!

"Shoot those two Qi Refining cultivators!"

Zhao Xian roared and aimed his arrow at one of them!

"Whoosh!"

The bowstring twanged in mid-air, and the arrow shot out!

"What a fast arrow!"

The arrow was already in front of him in the blink of an eye. The cultivator only had time to cry out in surprise before he suddenly lunged to the side.

"Pfft!"

The arrow fletched violently and pierced deeply into the soil, sinking more than a foot into the ground!

"disease!"

Suddenly, another Qi Refining cultivator noticed Zhao Xian and the others. He immediately tore up a talisman and pointed it at Zhao Xian and the others.

A fireball the size of a fist shot towards Zhao Xian and his group.

"Bang!"

Unfortunately, before the fireball could get close to Zhao Xian and the others, it was pierced by an arrow and exploded in mid-air, the flames illuminating the entire valley.

"The talismanic arrow is precisely what we need to use it on the tip of the blade!"

Zhao Xian murmured and drew another pale blue talisman arrow, nocking it onto his war bow.

"kill!"

At the same time, Xu Dekun and Chen Yuancheng had already met the two Qi Refining cultivators.

Both of them held nothing back, raising their hands to unleash two flying swords at the two people opposite them!

"A magical artifact!"

The two Qi Refining cultivators exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the flying sword hurtling towards them.

Immediately, he turned and fled into the distance, without even a thought of fighting!

"Can they escape?"

Zhao Xian chuckled softly from a distance, a cold smile already creeping onto his lips.

"Whoosh!"

A pale blue arrow shot out with a whoosh!

"what!"

The sound followed the arrow's trajectory, and a mournful cry echoed through the valley. It was then revealed that the calf of one of the Qi Refining cultivators had been pierced by the talisman arrow!

"A great opportunity!"

Seizing the opportunity, Xu Dekun immediately stirred his mind, and the flying sword in mid-air, tinged with a yellowish-brown hue, instantly gained momentum and transformed into a beam of yellowish-brown spiritual light that struck the fleeing cultivator.

"Pfft!"

A yellowish-brown spiritual light emanated from his body, and the cultivator staggered forward several steps.

He immediately looked down at his chest in disbelief and saw a hole big enough to fit a fist in.

"No!"

With a mournful cry, the cultivator's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Meanwhile, another Qi Refining cultivator seized the opportunity and dashed dozens of feet away like a gust of wind!

"Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator's divine sense cannot penetrate more than a few dozen feet, let alone two late-stage Qi Refining cultivators!"

Seeing that he had escaped the life-or-death crisis, the cultivator's face gradually revealed a hint of wild joy, but then his heart was filled with rage!

"This group of people has ruined such a great achievement!"

"Once I report to my superior, I will tear you all to pieces!"

Upon thinking of this, a trace of hatred flashed in the cultivator's eyes. He turned around and looked back, wanting to remember the appearance of Chen Yuancheng and the others!

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a cold light ripped through the sky and shot straight toward him!

"Flying sword?"

The cultivator was slightly taken aback as this unrealistic idea surfaced in his mind.

Having already escaped dozens of feet away, how could those two Qi Refining cultivators possibly be using flying swords to attack here!

The cultivator turned slightly to the side, and a cold light flashed past his face, the resulting gust of wind blowing against his face, chilling him to the bone!

"boom!"

The arrow struck the rocks beside it with a thud, and in an instant, a burst of fire rose up, scattering rocks everywhere.

"Explosive Rune Arrow!"

The cultivator exclaimed in surprise, then his feet seemed to fly, and he sped forward like an arrow released from a bow.

"That guy must be a sharpshooter!"

"Who exactly are these people?!"

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The sound of air being torn apart rang out behind him one after another, and the cultivator had no choice but to twist his body and leap to the side!

"Bang! Bang!"

Two arrows struck the rocks in quick succession.

Before the cultivator could rejoice, a muffled thud was heard, and a gleaming arrowhead emerged from his chest, with a few bits of flesh still attached to it.

In an instant, a piercing pain shot through him, and the cultivator stumbled and fell to the ground.

A few breaths later, a figure arrived swiftly.

"Who exactly are you all?"

The cultivator, enduring the excruciating pain in his chest, looked up at the newcomer and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Just a minor official in the countryside!"

The newcomer replied calmly, and then swiftly brought down his knife!