Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 367 You surnamed Bai, you've gone too far in bullying my Yuquan lineage!

"Wait a moment!"

Just as the guards were about to leave, Wen Zhong felt it was inappropriate and quickly stopped them, standing up and saying, "I will personally go to greet them."

No matter what, they came all this way to help him, and besides, they're from the same sect. What kind of behavior is it for him to just send a lowly soldier to ask for help?

However, when Wen Zhong arrived at the gate and saw who had come to help, he was stunned.

Wen Zhong was stunned because he realized he didn't recognize the two people, and secondly, because they were both incredibly young.

Two young men were standing outside the gate.

One was a young man in a yellow shirt who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a peaceful expression and an innocent appearance.

Another person, about the same age but slightly shorter, had his arms crossed and looked very grumpy, as if he found fault with everything.

"So you're Wen Zhong?" the arrogant young man asked.

Could it be the Biyou Sect members who joined me after I descended the mountain...? Wen Zhong clasped his hands and said, "Indeed, the gatekeeper just reported that you two fellow Daoists have come to help me. I have come to welcome you. Please come inside and we can talk further."

He turned to the side and gestured with his hand to invite the two into the central tent, where they sat down as host and guests, and wine and dishes were laid out.

"You two have come from afar, you must be tired. May I ask how you are addressed, and why you came to help me when you knew I was in trouble?" Wen Zhong asked with a smile.

"My name is Xiaobai, and his name is Azheng."

Xiao Bai said, "We came down the mountain on our master's orders to assist the Grand Tutor."

Wen Zhong was delighted and asked, "Master's order? May I ask which senior brothers and sisters you two are from?"

"Senior brothers and sisters?"

Xiao Bai and A Zheng exchanged a suspicious glance. Yuquan Mountain and Jie Sect shouldn't have any connection, right?

Immediately, Xiao Bai took out a jade book from his bosom and said, "I have a letter from my master to Grand Tutor Wen here."

Yu Qing, Wen Zhong's apprentice, who was standing next to him, quickly handed over the letter.

Wen Zhong opened the package with a look of suspicion, glanced at it, and quickly changed his expression, exclaiming in surprise, "Are you two disciples of Master Yu Ding?"

In his letter, Yu Ding wrote that he had heard that Wen Zhong was in trouble, so he sent two of his apprentices to find him, partly to help him and partly to give him experience, and asked him to take good care of him.

Yu Ding also made a special request.

Try not to get human blood on you... Wen Zhong glanced at the two young men and quickly understood what Yu Ding meant.

Whether it's a god or a demon, killing ordinary living beings will bring karmic retribution. The more sins one commits, the greater the karmic burden becomes. Even if one doesn't die a violent death, one will still be subject to reckoning during tribulations.

Therefore, although he served as a minister in the Shang Dynasty and fought for many years, he only punished the ringleaders when soldiers faced soldiers and generals faced generals.

The two nodded slightly, and Ah Zheng, his fighting spirit surging, asked, "When will the war begin?"

"Ahem, this matter is not urgent. We have already fought the rebels several times, and now our men and horses are exhausted and morale is low."

Wen Zhong hurriedly said, "After a few days of rest, I will study and arrange some tactics before fighting the rebels again. I will arrange for you two fellow Daoists to stay first."

"Wars among mortals are troublesome." A-Zheng shook his head.

If it were their tribe, they would simply gather all the men, young and old, to get to work if something happened.

Even after a good night's sleep, they'll still be howling the next day after a long day of fighting.

Xiao Bai raised his hand and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Grand Tutor."

Wen Zhong quickly arranged for his disciple Yu Qing to settle the two of them down.

"How strange, how strange!"

Wen Zhong stared at the two figures as they walked away, his eyes flashing, a military order in his hand, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Master, is there something wrong with those two?"

Another disciple, Ji Li, said, "Speaking of which, I think that bald kid called Xiaobai is only at the Qi Refining Perfection stage, his realm isn't even as high as mine. Are they here to help or to watch?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Immortal Yu Ding must have a deeper meaning behind this move. However... Fellow Daoist Bai's cultivation is indeed a bit low."

Wen Zhong pondered and said, "But that 'fellow Daoist' is not simple. Just sitting there, he gave me a sense of profound and imposing presence, and I couldn't detect how high his cultivation level was at all."

"What? Master means... his cultivation is higher than yours?"

Jili exclaimed in surprise, "Impossible, this is impossible! He looks about the same age as the other one, how could his cultivation be higher than Master's?"

"This is also what I find strange and perplexing."

Wen Zhong frowned and said, "Logically speaking, these two young friends are about the same age, so their cultivation levels should be similar as well."

However, for a disciple of True Immortal Jade Cauldron, the level of Qi Refining is too low;
But the other realm was beyond his comprehension, yet it was said to be even higher than his own...

Not to mention his apprentices, even he himself didn't believe it.

Wen Zhongfang was exceptionally talented and gifted among the three generations of the Jie Sect, yet he still cultivated the Dao for fifty years and spent over a hundred years seeking the Dao before finally becoming a True Immortal.

Ji Li pondered for a moment and said, "How about... I go and test them?"

"Don't disturb them. Just treat them well with good food and drinks."

Wen Zhong stared at the map on the table with a solemn expression and said, "Beihai is thousands of miles away from Chaoge. It's a long-distance war, and the provisions and supplies for so many people are a big problem. If it drags on, there will be serious problems. We must quell the rebellion in Beihai as soon as possible..."

War is not just about fighting, but also about supplies and money.

The large merchant group, with its strong external presence but weak internal structure, simply cannot withstand the attrition of a protracted war.

The current situation of the Shang Dynasty is like that of an aging tiger, whose claws and teeth have grown old, while the feudal lords from all directions are like a pack of fat and strong wolves.

Although surrounded by wolves, the tiger's old power remained, so not a single wolf dared to rush up and bite it.

But Yuan Futong set a very bad precedent by attacking the tiger.

If the Shang dynasty cannot quell the rebellion in Beihai and eliminate Yuan Futong as soon as possible, the situation will become serious...

At this moment, in a camp behind the rear of the army.

At Xiaobai and Chitianzheng's request, this is where they are arranged to stay.

The main reason is that their cultivation methods are too unconventional, and since this place is near the back gate, they can go out to cultivate when they have nothing to do.

Are you going out?

Chi Tian asked Xiao Bai, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"No, Master said my cultivation direction is too off track, and I should focus on cultivating magical power in the future," Xiaobai said.

It is indeed very remote... Chi Tian nodded and said expressionlessly, "Then you should practice hard."

As he walked away from the tent, a wicked, unrestrained smile spread across his arrogant face.

I'm sure I'll be the first to be promoted to Great Wizard this time...

Chi Tianzheng's eyes flashed. "You surnamed Bai, I won't lose to you again."

After a Qi cultivator transcends tribulation and becomes an immortal, they are divided into four major realms: True Immortal, Celestial Immortal, Golden Immortal, and Great Luo Immortal.
The Wu tribe has a very simple system for classifying power: Wuren corresponds to those below the Immortal Path, Lesser Wuren corresponds to True Immortals and Celestial Immortals above the Immortal Path, and Greater Wuren corresponds to Golden Immortals and Great Luo Golden Immortals.

Therefore, apart from the Ancestral Witches, the Great Witches are the top combat force in the Witch Clan, but there are also differences in combat strength.

In ancient times, there were once unparalleled shamans who could capture stars and the moon, move mountains and fill seas, and established a great reputation.

In comparison, although Prince Changqin was his teacher and one of the few remaining great shamans, his image was too amiable, far from the domineering image of a great shaman he had imagined.

He has now reached the pinnacle of both physical strength and magical power, and is just one step away from entering the realm of a great witch.

Xiao Bai only possesses the physical body of a Lesser Witch, his magical power is far too low. To become a Greater Witch? Ha, he's still two thousand years away.

Chi Tianzheng felt increasingly relaxed as he thought about it, and he felt that his cultivation level was also stirring, as if there were signs of a breakthrough.

"Tell me, how do I lose?"

Chi Tianzheng left the three-army camp and saw that the camp was built against the mountain.

When he arrived at the mountaintop in search of a suitable place to cultivate, he suddenly looked at the distant city with eyes as cold as lightning.

"There is evil spirit!"

A cloud of black mist descended from the sky and silently disappeared into the distant city.

Meanwhile, a faint demonic aura appeared in the sky above the center of Beihai City.

Chi Tianzheng's eyes sharpened, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips: "So demons have gotten involved too? Their cultivation is not weak and their numbers are considerable. Master, you really know your disciple well."

At this moment, he felt a slight restlessness in his blood, which made him agitated.

This is hatred etched into our blood.

Even today, no matter how weak a tribe is, the demon race will rush to eradicate it completely upon discovering it.

Similarly, once the Wu tribe discovers the existence of the demon race, they will rush to exterminate them no matter how far away they are.

This is an irreconcilable... blood feud!
The matter will only end when one side's race is completely exterminated.

At this moment in the city
Inside the camp.

Xiao Bai sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, circulating his magic incantation. From all directions, wisps of turbid and malevolent energy gathered and entered his body.

"Hey, you've broken through to the Qi Refining stage?"

Suddenly, Xiaobai opened his eyes and scratched his head in confusion: "Why did it go so smoothly this time?"

As a contestant with a severe imbalance in his skills, the reason for this imbalance must be that he is too slow in Qi cultivation, which is a case of doing twice the work for half the result, far less simple and effective than body cultivation.

His master had never told him the reason before, but he learned from Chi Tianzheng last time that it was because his bloodline was mixed with that of the witch clan.

He had been at the peak of Qi Refining for a long time, but he had tried many times without success. However, this time he broke through smoothly... Of course, he didn't know that the cultivation of magical power by the Witch Clan was different from that of Qi Refiners.

Qi cultivators gather the pure and spiritual energy of heaven and earth, while the witch clan cultivates by gathering the turbid and malevolent energy of heaven and earth. The heavier the turbid and malevolent energy, the faster the cultivation.

Actually, not only Xiaobai, but even Yuding didn't know this before.

Therefore, Xiaobai's cultivation of magical power was not going smoothly for two reasons: first, his bloodline, and second, he was cultivating the wrong kind of qi.

"Never mind, keep practicing..."

Xiao Bai shook his head after not understanding, but this major breakthrough greatly boosted his confidence, and he began to continue his cultivation.

According to the path of immortality, after refining essence and qi, one refines spirit, cultivates primordial spirit, which is yin spirit. After being tempered by the heavenly tribulation of becoming an immortal, yin is exhausted and yang is pure, transforming into yang spirit and becoming a true immortal.

However, the Wu tribe does not have a primordial spirit, so they do not cultivate immortality, but only magical power.

In other words...

Unlike cultivators, the Wu clan doesn't have as many bottlenecks; there are only two major hurdles: Lesser Wu and Greater Wu.

The rest can be spent accumulating magical power and cultivating one's physical body.

Xiao Bai closed his eyes and made a hand seal. The surrounding evil and turbid energy gathered and was absorbed into his body, circulating through his body and transforming into his own magical power.

Thus, Xiaobai's magical power increased rapidly, like water being released from a dam.

"How could my cultivation be going so smoothly? Could I have gone astray and become possessed by a demon?" Xiaobai was also a little worried.

Little did he know that while the turbid and malevolent energy was beneficial to the Wu clan, even their powerful physiques could not absorb too much at once.

One must proceed gradually and slowly. In the early stages, one should practice once every half month to ensure that it is beneficial and harmless, without damaging the meridians or the body.

However, due to a series of unforeseen circumstances, his physical body was incredibly strong, and these turbid and malevolent energies could not harm a single hair on his head when they entered his body.

At this moment, he is like a solid dam, all that is needed is to pour water into it at full power.

Chinese military tent.

"The rear? Are we going to cultivate there?"

After listening to Yu Qing's report, Wen Zhong pondered for a moment and then said, "Forget it, we don't need to worry about them."

"Master, the rear is where the food and supplies for our more than 100,000 troops are stored. Are you sure these two are alright?" Yu Qing asked cautiously.

Wen Zhong glanced at Yu Ding's handwritten note again and said confidently, "There is sword energy left behind by the immortal Yu Ding on this note, so there is no problem."

Yu Qing pondered for a moment and said, "Then how about tomorrow my junior brother and I take those two to find Yuan Futong and challenge him to a duel? It'll be a good opportunity to see what these two are capable of?"

At this point, Jili told Yu Qing about the strange things about the two of them.

"Your skill level is too low..."

Yu Qing fell silent after hearing this: "So, there's no hope for us?"

"That's not quite right. It's just that we can't take them into account when planning the operation."

Wen Zhong pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, "Yu Qing, in a couple of days, go and send a challenge to Yuan Futong. I need to go and meet those two sorcerers around him again."

……

Beihai City.

A pitiful scream came from a room in the backyard of the Marquis's mansion.

The demonic aura landed in the courtyard and transformed into a man wearing a black cloak. After glancing around the courtyard, he sat down in the pavilion to wait.

Soon, several skeletons were casually thrown out of the window and landed in the pond with a thud, but they did not sink, even though there were already piles of white bones underneath.

Eight figures quickly emerged from the room, including the two men in animal-patterned robes who had been following Yuan Futong earlier.

The man in the black cloak said coldly, "You all seem to be having a very comfortable time here."

One of them exclaimed in surprise, "Nightwing Messenger, you... how did you get here?"

"Routine inspection to see if you are acting on the orders of the Imperial Capital Mountain."

Nightwing glanced coldly at the group: "Where's Zhujian? How is he managing you?"

"This matter... is the will of the Zhujian Demon God."

A demon king, holding a feather fan and wearing a long robe, with a shrewd appearance, said, "As for the demon god... he will come after he leaves seclusion in a few days."

“King of the Wolf, Bear Demon, Leopard Shadow, Wolf Swamp, Jackal Pillar, Python Tai, Flood Dragon Gang, Xuan Qing, you guys really have a lot of nerve.”

The Nightwing Messenger said coldly, "In the last battle to seize the heavens, the six... those six golden crows caused our clan to suffer a defeat and damage our vitality. Therefore, all the Great Sages have asked our clansmen in the four continents to keep a low profile."

"You lot are quite something, daring to meddle in the conflicts between humans! Do you really think you can just ignore the words of the Great Sages?"

The demon kings exchanged glances.

The Wolf King said, "Nightwing Envoy, you are mistaken. This North Sea City has always been our territory since the Demon Court collapsed. It was just that the humans took it away."

We dared not touch the Great Shang before, but now that its fortunes are waning, it's time to feast. If we arrive late, we won't even get a sip of soup.

Nightwing remained silent, lost in thought.

The burly Bear Demon King said, "Besides, the North Sea was originally our territory, which was taken away by the human race in the first place."

"We're currently operating behind the backs of the humans. If things go wrong, we can simply flee a thousand miles away. What problem could there be?"

The Wolf King chimed in, "That's right. If the Great Shang fails to quell Yuan Futong's rebellion, will those powerful lords let the Great Shang off the hook? When the world is in chaos, won't that be the opportunity for our clan?"

Nightwing pondered, "An opportunity?"

The Wolf King quickly said, "We will use this North Sea as our base, and take advantage of the chaos to rally the demons of the Southern Continent. Perhaps even the Southern Continent can fall under our control..."

Therefore, I implore the Nightwing messenger to be lenient and not report this matter to the Imperial Capital.

"Hmph!" Nightwing snorted lightly, "You're dreaming. Do you really think your scheme is so easy?"

As the saying goes, "Planning is up to me, but success is up to Heaven!"

The Wolf King gave the other demon kings a wink: "If we don't do it, then we really won't have the slightest chance."

The Bear Demon King hurriedly took out a jade box and said with a smile, "This is a small token of our appreciation. It is just a small blood offering. Please, Nightwing Envoy, have a taste. If we conquer the area around the North Sea in the future, we will offer you a generous gift."

Nightwing opened the door slightly and saw several pairs of young boys and girls inside.

"It really has been a long time since I've had this."

Nightwing licked his lips and said, "How nostalgic. Fine, do whatever you want. But let's make this clear first: don't drag me into this if anything goes wrong."

"That's it, that's it!"

The demon kings immediately responded respectfully.

"Very well, then I will wait here for Zhujian."

Nightwing Demon King entered the house with his hands behind his back. Upon seeing this, the other demon kings all breathed a sigh of relief, exchanged glances, and smiled.

This hurdle has been overcome.

……

In Chaoge City.

Yu Ding and Kong Xuan walked along the bustling street like ordinary people, surrounded by the constant cries of vendors.

"The warmth of everyday life is what truly comforts the human heart..."

Yu Ding smiled and sighed softly, feeling a long-lost sense of familiarity.

Kong Xuandao asked, "So what are we going to do now?"

"Do nothing, just wander around."

Yu Ding glanced at the capital city in the center of the city; March 15th was fast approaching.

He also wanted to observe the disciple's performance...

"Hahaha, I snagged the first volume of the third part of Bai Xiaosheng's new work, 'The Ballad of the Roc and the Carp.' It tells the story of the Roc Demon King and the human princess who, unable to be together, stormed the Lingxiao Palace in a fit of rage..."

Just then, a young man holding up a book scroll shouted and ran through the streets, spreading the news and laughing heartily.

Upon hearing this, the crowd immediately became agitated and surged towards the direction from which the young man had come.

"Are these people crazy?"

Kong Xuan dodged while asking in astonishment.

"The All-Knowing Scholar, the Roc Demon King, and a human princess?"

Yu Ding, standing beside him, took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty as he tried to suppress his emotions.

But in the end, he couldn't hold back and gritted his teeth, saying, "You surnamed Bai, you've gone too far in bullying my Yuquan lineage."

The earlier story of Yang Jian's filial piety moving heaven and earth was one thing, but then I heard they even fabricated a story about Long Ji, and now this guy has even included Xiao Fei in it...

That bastard is taking advantage of Yuquan's lineage and fleecing them rotten!

With a dark expression, Yu Ding turned and followed the crowd away.

Kong Xuan was left staring blankly at the broken jade cauldron: "What happened...?"

P.S.: Sigh, I felt like writing a bit more, but I failed to adjust my sleep schedule again last night.

(End of this chapter)