Cultivation: I can see the proficiency level

The Milky Way is dazzling, and the moon is as bright as day.

Silver frost blankets the mountains, and the deep pool reflects the jade plate. Heaven is on our side, and tonight, with the bright moon hanging high in the sky and the moonlight thick and rich, Bai Jiuniang's breakthrough has gained even more chances of victory.

Standing on the blue stone, Bai Jiuniang was bathed in moonlight and felt extremely comfortable. With a slight circulation of her demonic power, the moonlight rushed towards her.

The moonlight, drop by drop, gathered and accumulated, countless in number, gradually enveloping Bai Jiuniang, as if she were in a silver veil, or as if she were bathed in a layer of radiant light.

The surging moonlight was absorbed into the meridians, rolling forward and becoming streams of magical power. As the magical power rose, the demonic energy spread and the aura surged.

This scent swept across the mountains and rivers, startling birds in the forest and frightening mullet in the pool.

The chirping of insects suddenly ceased, the croaking of frogs fell silent, and Yu Tinghe's demonic pet deer hid behind her in fear. Yu Tinghe patted the deer and whispered comforting words for a long time.

The edge of the bluestone.

Granny Yu planted the last small flag, and wisps of spiritual energy were injected into the flag. The spiritual light lit up one by one, and the light of the array flashed and disappeared, protecting Bai Jiu Niang in the center.

Afterwards, the group each took their assigned positions in the north, south, east, and west directions to protect the Dharma.

As time passed, the moonlight it devoured became immeasurable. Bai Jiuniang began to shed her old fur, old claws, and old teeth. Demonic energy swirled around her, and her demonic body changed every second, growing larger and larger.

Just as Iron Bone Elder was thinking how smoothly he had broken through the barrier, he sensed several mid-stage Qi Refining auras rapidly approaching.

He shouted, "Fellow Daoists, someone is coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures rode magical artifacts and flew through the air, landing at a distance that was neither too close nor too far from Iron Bone Elder and his companions. Holding their magical artifacts, they faced off against each other from afar.

There were three people who came.

On the left is a short, stout man wielding a large, ghost-headed sword.

On the right is a man with reddish-black hair and beard, holding a tattered black banner.

The person in the middle has a scholarly air about him and holds a green ruler.

Broadsword Yama, Red-haired Demon, Bamboo Master.

The arrival of these three was within Wang Mian's expectations. Cang Songzi had come once after his death, and at that time, it was Tie Gu Sou and another senior who protected Wang Mian.

Subsequently, several of the three men came to them, using both threats and inducements, with the aim of taking their cave dwelling, spiritual land, and demonic pets.

Bai Jiuniang possessed extraordinary talent and repeatedly relied on her speed to help Wang Mian escape in disarray.

Those days are still fresh in my memory.

Despite losing the fight, Wang Mian, relying on his superior strength, ran away while cursing, using vulgar language that included insults directed at his ancestors, parents, disciples, and relatives. He even chased after his opponent, continuing to hurl insults.

Including their master, grandmaster, and great-grandmaster, they all had grudges against the older and younger generations of the other side, with old and new hatreds entangled in a complex and indescribable situation.

Living in Luopo Mountain for a long time is like this: there are few fellow Daoists, but many enemies.

"Fellow Daoists, could you please do us a favor? We have come here only for this demonic beast and this little rascal. My Green Bamboo Forest will remember this favor." The scholarly Master Huang pointed his magic weapon directly at Wang Mian.

Whenever he saw Wang Mian, he couldn't quite control his nonchalant demeanor. He had been insulted by Wang Mian several times, and each time he remembered it vividly.

The fact that he called him a scoundrel reveals his resentment.

"We two also make this promise, and we would like to trouble you fellow Daoists to do us a favor," said Broadsword Yama, and the red-haired demon beside him nodded in agreement.

The two men and Wang Mian have a long-standing feud.

The Red-Haired Demon's master killed Wang Mian's grandmaster, and Wang Mian's master killed the Red-Haired Demon's disciple. The master of the Broadsword Yama was called the Broadsword Immortal, and it was he who poked more than a dozen holes in Wang Mian's grandmaster.

Even after Wang Mian's cultivation breakthrough, he still intends to deal with them.

When will this cycle of revenge end?

Only through endless cycles of revenge, through countless blows, through utter destruction, through the extinction of their lineage, can this cycle be broken.

"Fellow Daoists, what do you think?" The red-haired demon had limited patience, and when the others did not answer, he pressed them for an answer.

The group had been unable to kill Wang Mian and Bai Jiuniang, and realizing that Bai Jiuniang possessed outstanding potential and posed a great threat, they knew that this was their last chance.

If they aren't killed outright, who knows, the day in the future might be the day Wang Mian kills them with a single blow.

New and old grudges, life and death at stake.

The group intended to try diplomacy first, then resort to force if negotiations failed; if they couldn't reach an agreement, they would each use their own methods.

Wang Mian and Bai Jiuniang will die today!

Even Nascent Soul stage experts couldn't be kept.

"Why must you be so eager to fight, fellow Daoist? My junior is quite well-behaved. If he has offended you in any way, I will apologize on his behalf," Hua Gu said.

She spun the daisy in her hand quickly, the sharp white petals slicing through the air with a soft rustling sound.

Iron Bone Elder didn't speak, but took a step forward. The bronze staff in his hand was activated by spiritual power, emitting wisps of spiritual light. His skin was stained with a dark iron color from bottom to top, making him look like an iron man.

The Bone Taoist now wielded a bone whip, which moved with extraordinary agility, resembling a vibrant venomous snake.

Granny Yu now held an array plate. With a surge of spiritual energy, the array plate glowed faintly, and tiny swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks moved within it.

Their attitude is obvious.

"Fellow Daoists, we have already clashed with that scoundrel Cangsongzi. Now that Cangsongzi is dead and his cultivation has vanished, are you still going to make enemies of us over this petty scoundrel?"

"Our forces are evenly matched to begin with. If we were to fight, I wonder if you would be able to protect your own disciples, given that you would be able to do so?"

Sensing Bai Jiuniang's increasingly powerful aura, Master Huang knew he could not delay any longer and spoke sharply. As soon as he finished speaking, several figures flew over from a distance.

The one leading them was none other than Master Huang's disciple.

"Qi Refinement Level 3?" Neither Iron Bone Elder nor Granny Fish expected that their opponent had such a trump card. Their expressions turned solemn, and they turned to look at their disciple in tacit agreement.

The situation has changed, and the key is no longer between the few people who are confronting each other, but has shifted to the younger generation.

Those who couldn't extricate themselves understood that all the pressure had fallen on Wang Mian.

At the same time, Wang Mian also noticed the figures flying over from afar under the moonlight. He could sense that the auras of several of them were at the first or second level of Qi Refining, but only one of them put a lot of pressure on him.

His cultivation level must be much higher than his.

"The third level of Qi Refining..." Wang Mian's expression was extremely solemn.

One person at the third level of Qi Refining, one person at the second level of Qi Refining, and three people at the first level of Qi Refining. Clearly, this time, the opponent was well prepared and came to eliminate all threats and wipe them out completely.

Wang Mian reached into his storage pouch at his waist and found a long sword in his hand.

He then turned to Jiang Hao and Yu Tinghe and said, "The person who came here is after me. You should go and seek your master's protection. You should be safe."

This time, the three old dogs came with the intention of taking Wang Mian's life. They certainly wouldn't touch the two people with their master by their side, but capturing them as bargaining chips is another matter.

If that happens, it will actually threaten Jiu Niang.

"Brother Wang, I'm tough and resilient. Leave those few Qi Refining Level 1 cultivators to me. I'll hold them off while you apply your armor and head into the mountains." Jiang Hao stepped forward, carrying his iron cudgel.

With his master by his side, he most likely wouldn't die. Even if he was seriously injured, it wouldn't be a problem; he would just need to lie in bed for a few months. In Jiang Hao's view, once Wang Mian escaped, this situation might be resolved.

Wang Mian was somewhat moved.

Wang Mian caught a glimpse of Tie Gu Sou's forced composure out of the corner of his eye. Not intending to put Jiang Hao in danger, he drew a sword with flowing light and shimmering brilliance. He then affixed a Vajra amulet, which shimmered with golden light.

"Brother Jiang is a man of honor. These are just a few petty scoundrels; I'll deal with them." Wang Mian pointed at Yu Tinghe. "Brother Jiang, you have a heavy responsibility to Fellow Daoist Yu; you must protect her."

Wang Mian is ready to fight to the death.

He was afraid of death, but he never lacked the courage to fight to the death. Wang Mian was like that, as were most of the rogue cultivators of Luopo Mountain.

"You've blown away even the most cunning beasts, Brother Wang." Jiang Hao's leather skin gleamed with a coppery light as he tugged at Yu Tinghe, saying, "Fellow Daoist Yu, hurry and find your master. I'll accompany Brother Wang to deal with these petty scoundrels."

Even when facing a Qi Refining Level 3 expert, Jiang Hao never considered backing down.

It wasn't that he didn't know the opponent could pierce his copper skin with a single sword strike, nor that he didn't understand that a second-level Qi Refining expert could sever his limbs, nor that he was unaware of the extreme danger of the current situation.

so what?

When I was young, I was entangled by a giant python. Didn't my elder brother, Wang, also try to pull me away in fear and trembling?

When he was young, he was captured by a wild monk. If it weren't for his elder brother standing in front of him and crying out to kill him first, he would have been captured.

When I was young, I had a rudimentary understanding of cultivation, but I lacked resources. It was only because my brother gave me the only half of the spirit stone that he had.

All of this is still vivid in his mind. Since he and Wang Mian were sworn brothers, why should he fear life and death? Why should he fear the situation of life and death? Why should he fear the life-or-death moment?

True friendship is forged in life and death; one should stand together through thick and thin.

"Brother Jiang, get out of here!"

"Brother Wang, shut up!"

Jiang Hao was strong and pushed Yu Tinghe, making her stagger a few steps. Looking at the two staring at each other, he couldn't help but envy their deep friendship that transcended life and death. It was also the first time in his life that he had felt such heroic spirit.

Yu Tinghe hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at her master. Seeing her master sigh and then nod slightly, Yu Tinghe's eyes hardened as she gazed at the figure flying towards her from not far away.

Her slender, smooth hands stroked the jade pendant at her waist, and she picked up a few small flags in her hand.

"If I set up a small cloud formation, it might be able to trap the opponent at the second level of Qi Refining for three incense sticks' time. The first level of Qi Refining is being held back by Fellow Daoist Jiang. The key is that third level Qi Refining cultivator. Fellow Daoist Wang, could you perhaps stall for time?" Yu Tinghe said.

Seeing Wang Mian's surprised expression, as if he was taken aback by her choice, she was not surprised either: "Once your demonic pet breaks through its cultivation, we will be able to break this killing trap."

Offering help in times of need is always better than adding to someone's good fortune. Although this situation is dangerous, it is not without hope. If we can just buy time, Bai Jiuniang can break through her barrier and turn the tide.

If she could gain two more friends, she would be willing to take the risk.

The friendship and trust among the cultivators of Luopo Mountain are forged through shared life and death, facing storms hand in hand and seeing rainbows together.

Without a second thought, Wang Mian remembered Yu Tinghe's willingness to risk her life for him.

Holding his longsword, Wang Mian looked at the approaching figure and said, "No need for further maneuvering, fellow Daoist, hold on for a moment. I will slay this fiend and then come to your aid!"