Mortal: Reborn in Yellow Maple Valley, Awakening the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts

Chu Zifei's endless stream of methods completely boosted the morale of the seven sects' cultivators.

Seeing this, everyone stopped holding back and unleashed their trump cards, launching a full-scale counterattack.

Various spells and magical artifacts rained down, causing heavy casualties among the remaining demonic cultivators, who were forced to retreat in defeat.

The utterly defeated demonic forces were no longer able to hold on and dared not linger in battle. They turned and fled in panic, abandoning their plan to seize the spirit stone mine.

The battle ended in an instant, but Chu Zifei did not rashly pursue them.

He knew in his heart that this victory was largely due to taking the initiative and seizing the upper hand.

The main force of the demonic path did not truly fight to the death, and the Azure Sun Demonic Fire Formation failed to take shape. If they had truly fought to the death, the final outcome would have been uncertain.

Just then, Xuan Le, the leader of the seven sects of cultivators, moved and flew straight towards Chu Zifei.

Xuan Le flew towards Chu Zifei, landed slowly in front of him, and bowed slightly, appearing humble and polite.

"Many thanks to you for your timely assistance. May I ask your esteemed name? The seven sects of Yue Kingdom will certainly repay you handsomely and will not treat you unfairly!"

Chu Zifei raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping coldly over the other person, without uttering a word.

He didn't want to have much contact with such hypocrites who spouted righteousness but harbored ulterior motives.

Chu Zifei completely ignored Xuan Le in front of him, turned around and quickly searched through the corpses of cultivators scattered all over the ground, silently collecting the storage bags left behind on the battlefield and cleaning up the spoils of war.

A cold glint flashed in Xuan Le's eyes.

He was a legitimate cultivator from one of the seven sects, of noble status. How could he have been so disrespected and ignored by a rogue cultivator without any sect or faction?

If it weren't for Chu Zifei's ruthless methods just now, given his temperament, he could have easily fabricated a charge and arrested the person on the spot.

Xuan Le suppressed her anger, maintaining a grateful and gentle expression on her face, and stood quietly in place without leaving.

Only when Chu Zifei's hands were full of storage bags, leaving no free hands, did he step forward again, his tone becoming increasingly enthusiastic:

"Fellow Daoist, you have exerted a great deal of effort in this battle, and must have expended a lot of spiritual energy. I have prepared some excellent restorative pills here. Why don't you come into the formation and rest for a while? We can protect you throughout the battle, so you can rest and recover in peace."

This proposal greatly appealed to Chu Zifei. However, what appealed to him was not the so-called regulating pill, but the crucial Great Teleportation Token in the spirit stone mine.

Seeing that he remained silent, Xuan Le assumed that the bribe had worked and quickly pressed her advantage:

"Fellow Daoist, carrying these spoils of war is ultimately cumbersome and inconvenient. If you go into the formation to rest, we can help you convert them all into spirit stones, saving you a lot of trouble."

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He secretly calculated that as long as this rogue cultivator dared to step into the great formation, he would be trapped like a turtle in a jar, and he could then manipulate him at will. A mere nameless rogue cultivator could not cause the slightest trouble.

"No need."

After a brief moment of contemplation and deliberation, Chu Zi resolutely refused.

Before he could finish speaking, a burst of spiritual light appeared beneath his feet, and he instantly activated the Soaring Cloud Step, transforming into a blur. Before Xuan Le could react, he had already swept out of the valley and disappeared into the desolate horizon.

"you......"

Xuan Le froze on the spot, staring at the empty valley entrance. Her face instantly turned ashen, and she muttered under her breath, "They really don't know what's good for them!"

With nowhere to vent his anger, he could only turn back into the great formation, summon the cultivators from the other six sects, and question them one by one, trying to find out the truth about Zi Fei.

However, after questioning them, none of the people present recognized this mysterious rogue cultivator.

Despite her deep resentment, Xuan Le had no choice but to suppress the matter for the time being and focus all her energy on seeking commendation after the war.

Unbeknownst to anyone, Chu Zifei, on his way out, had his own set of plans.

He had indeed coveted the Great Shift Order, but after weighing the pros and cons, he turned and left.

After all, with cultivators from seven different sects gathered around the spirit mine, there were many eyes and ears around. If his identity were exposed, it would inevitably bring endless trouble.

Moreover, the enemy outnumbers us, and they clearly have a plan. Once we enter their formation, we will be surrounded and put in a passive position.

More importantly, the strength he displayed in the battle just now was too dazzling. If he really participates in the competition for the Great Teleportation Token, he will inevitably be targeted by the seven sects of cultivators, which will be extremely dangerous.

Rather than taking a risk, it's better to retreat temporarily and wait for a better opportunity in the future.

Chu Zifei sped along, disappearing over a hundred miles away without stopping. As he flew, he opened all the dozen or so storage bags he had collected from the battle and tallied up all the spoils.

The spoils were not particularly substantial, as most of the fallen were only early Foundation Establishment cultivators with shallow resources, and their storage bags contained only ordinary resources.

Even so, when all the scattered amounts are put together, it still amounts to a considerable sum of money.

After meditating and recuperating in a secluded place for half an hour, Chu Zifei set off again.

For the next few days, he wandered alone along the borders of Yue, observing the situation in the world.

At this time, the battle between the seven factions of Yue Kingdom and the six sects of the Demonic Path on the Tiannan battlefield had long been at a stalemate, with the battle line stretching for thousands of miles and tens of thousands of cultivators falling on the battlefield every day.

None of this concerned him. He knew perfectly well that the rebellion at Spirit Beast Mountain was already a foregone conclusion, and the destruction of the cultivation world of Yue Kingdom was an inevitable and irreversible fate.

But there was one thing that repeatedly crossed his bottom line and made him resentful.

Whenever the six sects of the demonic path conquer a territory, their demonic cultivators would capture mortals on a large scale, sacrificing their blood and essence to cultivate their evil and demonic arts.

Amidst the flames of war and the chaos of war, countless people were torn apart from their families, forced to flee in all directions, and subjected to slaughter and suffering.

During his short journey of just a few days, Chu Zifei witnessed two cruel acts of blood sacrifice.

These demonic cultivators weren't particularly strong, only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. Relying on the chaos of the world and the lack of restraint, they wantonly slaughtered mortals.

Witnessing the horrific scene, Chu Zifei was filled with murderous intent and attacked fiercely, instantly turning all the demon cultivators into a bloody mist, leaving no trace of their bodies.

The surviving people wept bitterly, prostrating themselves in gratitude and repeatedly shouting their thanks to the immortal master for saving their lives and for his boundless kindness.

Chu Zifei stood silently in place, his heart filled with only sorrow.

With the invasion of the demonic path, the collapse of the Yue Kingdom was an inevitable trend, and with his current cultivation level, he was powerless to influence the overall situation.

All he could do was stand up for what was right, eliminate evil, and seek a clear conscience.

During his travels along the border, he also encountered resistance teams formed by the seven factions on several occasions.

Because he did not reveal his identity as a disciple of Huangfeng Valley and dressed like a rogue cultivator, most cultivators ignored him.

However, two teams, seeing that he was all alone, wanted to forcibly conscript him and send him to the front lines to serve as cannon fodder in the fight against the demons.

Chu Zifei showed no mercy to such oppressive behavior, using his absolute strength to force them back, but without harming a single person.

In these chaotic times, even if some cultivators are narrow-minded and short-sighted, they are still a force to resist demonic cultivators and should not kill each other.

After these events, Chu Zifei completely abandoned the idea of ​​traveling to the border regions.

This place is teeming with cultivators from all seven sects. If he were to run into a high-ranking member of a sect at the Core Formation stage, he would be powerless to resist given his current strength and would most likely be forcibly conscripted.

Even Core Formation experts are frequently falling on the battlefield these days. For a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him to rashly go there would be tantamount to courting death.

Having made up his mind, Chu Zifei did not linger any longer. He changed direction and sped away from the border of Yue, heading towards the neighboring Yuanwu Kingdom.