Beast Taming Immortal Clan

Chapter 223 The Great Battle Begins [Please Subscribe]

Outside the gate of Qinglian Temple, Zhou Chun stared in astonishment at the swiftly turning and disappearing figure in blue, unable to recover for a long time.

This shows how much of an impact Liu Shiyun's earlier address of "Brother Zhou" had on him.

"Huh! Is it because I'm too handsome?"

After a long while, Zhou Chun sighed softly, touched his face, and his expression changed.

Liu Shiyun thought he was great, but he himself didn't think he was that great.

So when he suddenly encountered this situation of a woman pursuing a man, his first reaction was that he was too handsome.

Based on his experience in his previous life, when a woman pursues a man, it's either because the man is too handsome or because he's rich and has a powerful background.

Although Zhou Chun was also wealthy and well-connected, he never flaunted his wealth to Liu Shiyun.

As for background, Liu Shiyun's background is at least no worse than his.

Therefore, he naturally attributed the reason to his handsome face.

The key point is that he really has no intention of finding a Daoist partner right now!

Liu Shiyun is very beautiful, but Zhou Chun doesn't feel any attraction to her.

There are so many handsome men and beautiful women in the cultivation world; Zhou Chun has seen countless beauties while traveling all over the country.

Therefore, it's not entirely impossible to win his heart with just physical appearance, but it's certainly unlikely.

Cultivators themselves have a strong ability to control their lust, and any orthodox cultivation method has the function of helping people to restrain their desires and abstain from lust.

Therefore, it's impossible for Zhou Chun to experience the loneliness and longing for women that ordinary people have.

To give a simple example, since he transmigrated into this world, so many years have passed, and he has never used his five fingers even once, nor has he ever had any nocturnal emissions.

Therefore, if he doesn't have the intention of finding a Daoist partner and isn't influenced by any extraordinary skills or secret techniques, he won't have the idea of ​​spending the night with a woman just because she's beautiful.

"Forget it, I'll just talk to her face-to-face next time I see her, to avoid any misunderstandings!"

Shaking his head, Zhou Chun quickly calmed himself down and sped back to his family.

The journey was uneventful, and in less than two days, Zhou Chun returned to the Jiufengling family's mountain gate.

At this time, the clan leader Zhou Daoyi was still secretly cultivating in seclusion, so Zhou Chun didn't want to disturb him. Instead, he went to see the Supreme Elder Zhou Mingde first.

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"

Inside the cave, Zhou Mingde was overjoyed to see Zhou Chunping return safely.

"Senior Mingxia said the war is about to begin, which is why she asked me to return to the family to prepare. I wonder how the preparations are going?"

Zhou Chun repeated Mingxia Daoist's words and then inquired about the family's preparations.

Although they maintained correspondence throughout, there were some things that couldn't be mentioned in those letters, so Zhou Chun wasn't entirely aware of the changes his family had undergone in the past year.

Upon hearing his words, Zhou Mingde immediately replied, "The family's preparations are almost complete, and we have already informed everyone in advance. Everyone is accepting of the family's decision."

"As long as the clansmen can accept it, that's good. After this battle, as long as we win, the clan can truly develop in peace and usher in a period of great prosperity!"

Zhou Chun's expression relaxed, and he finally felt relieved.

"I hope so!"

Zhou Mingde sighed softly, but dared not relax in the slightest.

This battle was extremely important to the three major sects of Jingguo, and equally important to the cultivation families such as the Zhou family.

At this moment, the interests of the sect and the family are aligned, and they all hope to win this battle.

Less than a month later, news of the Dragon Transformation Sect's atrocities of feeding dragons with humans spread rapidly throughout Jingguo and became wildly popular in neighboring countries.

All the human cultivators who learned of this were filled with shock and anger, and were extremely furious.

"It's outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"

"Traitors! These beasts of the Dragon Transformation Cult are all traitors to humanity, enemies of our race!"

"Instead of being decent human beings, they choose to be slaves to a bunch of treacherous snakes. Those beasts of the Dragon Transformation Sect deserve to die!"

Various scathing rebukes echoed in the markets and strongholds of Yasukuni and the surrounding countries, all condemning and denouncing the evil deeds committed by the Hualong Sect.

Some cultivators who were still wavering about whether to join the Dragon Transformation Sect, or those who were secretly connected with the Dragon Transformation Sect, were so frightened that they immediately cut off all contact. Even if they surrendered themselves, they dared not go to the Dragon Transformation Sect again.

At the same time, the news spread throughout the five major branch altars and various important strongholds under the Hualong Sect.

The news was presented in a very detailed and detailed manner, not only citing the example of the Red Dragon Hall's Grand Elder and the Evil Dragon perishing together a hundred years ago, but also citing examples of Dragon Transformation Sect protectors who had mysteriously disappeared when their lifespans were almost up.

Faced with these inexplicable examples, the cultivators of the Dragon Transformation Sect could not help but be terrified.

For a time, the entire Hualong Sect was filled with unease, and there were signs of disintegration.

Some of the Dragon Transformation Sect's missionaries even started to run away.

Among them, those cultivators who had been lured by the Dragon Transformation Sect ran the fastest.

If they had known earlier that the Dragon Transformation Sect was secretly feeding humans to dragons, they would never have joined the Dragon Transformation Sect in the first place.

As for the high-ranking members such as the protectors and elders, although they dared not run away because of the existence of the "Dragon Soul Seed," they all banded together and demanded an explanation from the leaders and vice leaders above them.

All of this was within the expectations of the three major sects, including Qinglian Temple.

So, just as panic was gripping the Hualong Sect, thousands of cultivators from the three major sects stationed at various outposts along the Yunzhou border suddenly charged out and stormed into the wilderness, heading straight for several branch altars of the Hualong Sect.

At this time, the emergency mobilization order jointly issued by the three major sects quickly spread to all the major families in Jingguo.

Regardless of the other families, the Zhou family received a conscription order that all those who participated in the "Hundred Clans Conference" must go to the battlefield. In addition, the family's Qi Refining stage cultivators must also be transferred to the Yunzhou stronghold with a cultivation level of mid-stage or above.

However, Zhou Daoyi has now broken through to the Purple Mansion stage, so he naturally cannot accept this conscription order.

Therefore, Zhou Mingde had no choice but to personally go to Qinglian Temple to explain the situation and hope to change the order so that someone else could take over.

While Zhou Mingde was on his way to Qinglian Temple to report the situation, Zhou Chun had already set off with three other Foundation Establishment cultivators to the border of Yunzhou.

There was no other way; this mobilization order was extremely urgent. It required the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Zhou family to arrive at the front-line stronghold in Yunzhou within three days of receiving the order, and then join forces with other family cultivators to venture deep into the wilderness to attack the Hualong Sect's stronghold.

At this point, the strategic plan of the three major sects was already very clear: their direct descendants would act as the main vanguard to attack the six branch altars of the Hualong Sect, while the allied forces composed of various cultivation families would follow closely behind to eliminate the Hualong Sect's strongholds and cut off the connections between the various branch altars.

Time was of the essence, and Zhou Chun and his group couldn't wait for news from Zhou Mingde, so they had to set off ahead of schedule.

The four of them set off from Lanzhou and entered the territory of Yunzhou. They easily saw various streams of light flying towards the border from all over the country. Most of them were cultivators from various families who had been conscripted like them.

When the four of them arrived at the designated meeting point, they found that Zhou Mingde had already arrived there.

"So, in the end, I'll still have to trouble you, Second Elder?"

Zhou Chun looked at the Second Elder Zhou Chongshan with Zhou Mingde and felt somewhat uneasy.

This result was undoubtedly the worst they had anticipated!

Zhou Chongshan himself didn't have many years left to live, but unexpectedly he still had to fight for the Zhou family at such an advanced age.

However, compared to Zhou Chun, who was feeling uneasy, Zhou Chongshan himself was more open-minded and showed no sign of reluctance.

Instead, he smiled faintly and said, "It's a good thing that this old man can make some contributions to the family before he dies!"

After saying this, he couldn't help but sigh, "Compared to dying in a quiet room, dying on the battlefield might not be such a bad thing!"

These words left the Zhou family cultivators present speechless, unsure of what to say to comfort them.

Finally, Zhou Mingde spoke first, saying, "You must be tired from your journey. Take some time to rest. I'll go and find out about our upcoming mission."

After saying that, he went to the command post inside the stronghold alone.

Meanwhile, cultivators from all over Jing Kingdom continued to arrive at the stronghold. Zhou Chun and the others dared not waste any more time and hurriedly went into the courtyard arranged for the Zhou family at the stronghold to rest.

After Zhou Chun and the others had rested for three or four hours and were almost fully recovered, Zhou Mingde returned.

Seeing that they had all recovered, Zhou Mingde immediately called them together to share relevant information.

"Alright, now let me tell you the information I just learned."

"The main forces of the three major sects have now surrounded the Crimson Dragon Branch and the White Dragon Branch, and it is expected that the Black Dragon Branch will also be besieged."

"Our mission as family cultivators is to quickly besiege and eliminate the strongholds built by the Dragon Transformation Sect in various border areas under the command and leadership of the cultivators of the three major sects, so as to prevent these cultivators from returning to their respective branch altars to strengthen their branch altars."

"All the cultivators from the Zhou family who have come to this Qingmang stronghold will now be under the command and control of Daoist Mingjing, a late-stage Purple Mansion cultivator from the Qinglian Temple, until higher-level cultivators from the three major sects take over, or until the war ends!"

At this point, Zhou Mingde glanced at the five younger members of the family and said in a deep voice, "If you have any questions, you can ask them. I will answer them without reservation."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chun was the first to ask, "What about the Golden Core cultivators? Will those seventeen Golden Core cultivators from those families travel with us?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mingde immediately shook his head and said, "No, all the Golden Core cultivators in Jingguo who are not from the three major sects have now been recruited by the three major sects into their main forces to assist in attacking the various branch altars of the Hualong Sect."

Upon hearing this answer, Zhou Chongshan, who was standing nearby, quickly asked, "Does that mean we won't encounter any enemies at the Golden Core stage?"

"No one can be sure, the chances are very small."

Zhou Mingde shook his head again, unable to give a definite answer.

Zhou Chun then asked again, "How are battle merits calculated? How are the spoils of war distributed? Are there any compensations for cultivators who die in battle?"

"Battle merits are calculated in two ways: one is battlefield merits, which are tallied by members of the three major sects on the battlefield; the other is personal merits that occur during pursuit battles and small-scale battles, which are verified by evidence such as enemy corpses and magical artifacts captured, as well as one's own testimony. After the battle, the two types of merits can be combined to receive the reward!"

"The distribution of spoils will follow the same principle. Spoils on the battlefield will be distributed according to the magnitude of one's contribution, while spoils outside the battlefield will be distributed based on the contribution of individuals and squads!"

"However, it should be noted that these spoils only include those carried by enemy cultivators. No one is allowed to plunder any supplies within the enemy stronghold; violators will be held personally and by their families accountable!"

"The cultivators who died in battle will certainly receive compensation. The specific compensation plan will be announced by the three major sects after the battle!"

Zhou Mingde glanced at Zhou Chun and then gave a very detailed account of the relevant information.

The three major sects have been preparing for this war for many years, and have naturally considered all related matters in detail.

After clarifying the situation, Zhou Chun and the others patiently waited inside the Qingmang stronghold for the order to depart.

After waiting for a day and a half, the order to depart was finally issued.

On that day, with a command from Daoist Mingjing of Qinglian Temple, twenty-seven cultivators at the Purple Mansion stage, including himself, one hundred and seventy-six cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, and seven hundred and thirty-two cultivators at the Qi Refining stage set off together and rushed towards the wilderness.

In the sky, cultivators at the Purple Mansion stage and Foundation Establishment stage flew through the air, their multicolored magical energy turning the sky into a kaleidoscope of colors.

Meanwhile, the Qi Refining stage cultivators on the ground followed closely behind, traveling in groups of two or three on a single horse.

But those who run on the ground can never outrun those who fly in the sky. Before long, these Qi Refining stage cultivators were left behind and could only continue their journey towards their destination led by a few Foundation Establishment stage cultivators who were guiding the way.

Compared to other cultivators, the Zhou family members were undoubtedly much more relaxed.

Zhou Mingde released the Fire God Jackal, and Zhou Chun and the other four sat on its back with him, flying without consuming their own magic power.

The other cultivators in the group who had second-tier flying mounts did almost the same thing.

With a great battle imminent, every bit of mana we can conserve is precious, as victory or defeat may be decided by that single bit of mana at times!

After flying for six or seven hundred miles, they finally arrived outside the first Dragon Transformation Sect stronghold.

The Dragon Transformation Sect's stronghold is located on a river alluvial plain. It is situated in the only mountainous area within hundreds of miles, and some human villages can even be seen on the nearby plains.

"This is the White Fang stronghold. Normally, it's guarded by three Dragon Transformation Cult protectors and twelve missionaries. Let's take it down first, using it as a resting place for our army, before continuing our march to the next stronghold!"

In mid-air, the white-haired Daoist Mingjing, dressed in green, gazed at the stronghold hidden by the array's mist and calmly delivered information about it.

Then he raised his hand and waved it, wielding a blue flying sword that slashed towards the stronghold in front of him.

"Let's do it!"

On the back of the Vulcan Jackal, Zhou Mingde let out a low shout and immediately unleashed his magical weapon, striking the stronghold ahead.

In an instant, all sorts of magical artifacts rained down, quickly covering every part of the small White Fang stronghold.

Under such a dense and terrifying offensive, the stronghold's protective formation shattered on the spot, revealing the terrified and desperate faces inside!

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