The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

Bang!

Jiang Ning plummeted to the ground, landing directly on someone's head. He bent his knee and slammed it into the person's skull, the force of the impact breaking the person's neck.

As soon as he landed, Jiang Ning scanned his surroundings and began to fight, moving as if he were in an empty field.

Upon seeing Jiang Ning charging towards them, one of them frantically tried to defend himself, but he was far slower than Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning reached out and pressed his hand on his face, using his five fingers to lift him up.

Bang!

Jiang Ning continued at full speed, pressing the man's head down and smashing it into the other man's face, causing it to burst open like a watermelon.

Jiang Ning's tactics not only terrified the enemy, but also made his allies tremble with fear.

No one expected that someone who looked so refined would be so ruthless.

Jiang Ning had been preparing for this ambush for a long time. After the rolling stone attack and the traps, there were more than 300 people, and more than 100 were killed or wounded. The number of casualties increased sharply under the attack of Jiang Ning and Yue Buqun.

The moment the two sides made contact, the ground turned blood red, and cries of agony and agony filled the air.

Most of these people were second-rate, only a dozen or so second-rate martial arts practitioners. Not only were they fewer in number than those from Jiangning, but their strength was also far inferior. They were quickly killed, crying out for their parents and desperately trying to run towards the exits of the mountain road.

The female disciples of the Emei Sect also started fighting with these people.

Although these Emei disciples were women, they were swift and decisive in their attacks, without any hesitation, and they were also ruthless.

Bang!

A female disciple from Emei Mountain delivered a vicious groin kick to a man, causing his body to stiffen and his eyes to roll back in his head.

A Taoist priest passing by frowned upon seeing this.

It was a one-sided battle, and it didn't last long. Of the three hundred men, only a few dozen remained.

The remaining people had no courage to fight back and scattered in all directions.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning pushed off with his feet, leaped high into the air, and fell towards one of the people.

The man sensed movement behind him and instinctively turned around to look. He only saw a dark shadow, and the next second his vision reversed as he was kicked away, crashing to the ground and rolling more than ten meters away before becoming motionless.

"Where do you think you're going!"

The Taoist priests of Qingcheng Mountain shouted and gave chase. Several priests caught up with one person and surrounded him, kicking and cursing him as they did so.

"You think you can escape? I'll let you run, but do you think you can get away?"

The Emei disciples also pursued and intercepted them, killing them without hesitation once they caught up. In the end, more than a dozen people were surrounded by them.

A female disciple of Emei raised her eyebrows and shouted sharply.

"Will you surrender or not? I'll count to three."

The surrounding area was filled with beautiful women, but the people inside felt no joy. In their eyes, these female disciples of Emei were all like female demons, and their legs began to tremble.

Upon hearing this, just as some of these people were about to surrender, the Emei disciple who had spoken earlier shouted sharply.

"three!"

"Don't shed tears until you see the coffin; let's do it!"

After he finished speaking, the Emei disciples charged forward.

The person in the center of the encirclement glared angrily.

Why skip counting one and two and jump straight to three?

The screams filled the air; these Emei female disciples were extremely ruthless. The Qingcheng Mountain Taoists, who had already finished their battle not far away, shook their heads at the sight.

"We Sichuan girls are just fierce."

A Taoist priest couldn't help but say something.

The other Taoist priests also nodded.

After a while.

Jiang Ning placed one foot on the chest of a corpse, his gaze sweeping around. The corpse's chest was deeply dented.

Corpses were scattered all around, and blood flowed everywhere, staining the ground a deep crimson.

The battle is over; all three hundred men have been killed.

Jiangning had been preparing for this ambush for several days and had been lying in wait for several hours, but the actual fighting lasted less than a quarter of an hour.

At this moment, Yue Buqun, Zhang Quandao, Qingwei Shitai, and others walked towards Jiangning.

"Master Jiang, you have won a great victory!"

Zhang Quandao was very excited. He had a black eye and a torn sleeve on one hand, making him look rather disheveled, but he was not seriously injured.

He was the fastest to charge and was surrounded and hit by a cannonball.

What are our casualties?

Jiang Ning asked.

"I'll go and take inventory right away."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Quandao immediately left to count the number of casualties. He returned a moment later, looking excited.

"No one has died on our side!"

The disparity in numbers and strength between the two sides is enormous. In a head-on confrontation, none of these people could possibly defeat Jiang Ning's side, let alone the fact that Jiang Ning's side had laid an ambush beforehand.

In particular, Jiang Ning's side, besides himself, also had Yue Buqun and Feng Buping, along with six or seven other top-tier masters.

"Four of our fellow Daoists suffered minor injuries."

The four Taoist priests twisted their ankles while chasing someone because they were running too fast.

Upon hearing this news, Jiang Ning and Yue Buqun were relieved, and Master Qingwei couldn't help but smile.

"Next, I'll need your help to clean up the body and this area."

Jiang Ning said.

Killing these people doesn't mean the end. Although they are dead, Jiang Ning is still very busy. The bodies here need to be disposed of, the stones on the mountain path need to be moved, the bloodstains on the ground need to be cleaned up, and the pits that have been dug need to be filled in.

Besides these, Jiang Ning had other things to do. Next, he planned to cooperate with Mr. Mo to collect all the bows and arrows from the enemy camp, so as to prevent them from causing heavy casualties to his side.

These people were sent out by Master Mo yesterday. According to the journey, a round trip will take about seven days. Including the time they need to buy food, it will take about ten days. Jiang Ning wants to take advantage of this ten-day window to try to steal the enemy's bows and arrows, and then continue to set traps to prepare for the next battle.

With time running out and the task at hand, Jiang Ning cannot afford to be idle for even a moment.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, leave everything to us."

Zhang Quandao patted his chest and took on the task.

"We'll find a place to bury them all, and also perform a ritual for them so they can be reborn as good people in their next life."

Chapter 231 Two-Pronged Approach

Zhang Quandao had everything arranged clearly: he handled both the killing and the burial, providing a complete service for the murderers and their spirits.

"Then I'll leave it to you Taoist priests."

Jiang Ning bowed and thanked him.

"What's the big deal?"

Zhang Quandao smiled and waved his hand, then took out a stack of silver notes from his pocket and handed them to Jiang Ning.

“Master Jiang, these are the silver notes we found on the leader.”

Zhang Quandao had a total of six thousand taels of silver notes in his hand.

"Take a look at how to handle these things, and you can make the arrangements."

Jiang Ning held the silver notes in his hand, his head bowed in deep thought.

"what happened?"

Seeing the expression on Jiang Ning's face, Yue Buqun asked.

Jiang Ning looked up at Yue Buqun, Zhang Quandao, Master Qingwei, and others.

“Master, Taoist priest, nun, I have an idea.”

Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun said, "You speak."

Jiang Ning looked at everyone and shared his thoughts.

"What? Using sleeping potion?"

Zhang Quandao was stunned for a moment. Not only him, but also Abbess Qingwei and Abbess Qingxu were stunned.

Jiang Ning's plan was to secretly put sleeping pills into the enemy camp's wine jars and make them all drink them.

"Will this... will this work?"

Zhang Quandao hesitated. It wasn't that he didn't trust Jiang Ning, but rather that the plan was too idealistic, so idealistic that it was completely unworkable.

Jiang Ning's idea might be useful in a fight between a dozen or twenty people, but against a group of several thousand, the scale is not small, and the feasibility of such a plan is completely unseen.

Although Abbess Qingwei did not speak, she maintained the same attitude.

"Please rest assured, Taoist Master."

Jiang Ning explained, "Although this plan is difficult, it is not without the possibility of success."

“As I said before, our Five Mountains Sword Sect has an inside agent within the enemy's ranks. We can have him cooperate with us from within.”

Jiang Ning still thought of Mr. Mo Da.

Mr. Mo has infiltrated the enemy's command post; it would be a shame not to make good use of this identity.

Upon hearing this, Yue Buqun, who had been silent, suddenly remembered something and his gaze turned somewhat strange.

If it were Mr. Mo Da, it might actually be possible.

"An inside man?"

Zhang Quandao hesitated.