Longzang

Chapter 130 Allied Forces Watching

As dawn broke, the sound of horses' hooves rang out. Xu Wenwu had gotten up early; he had set off to take his horse for a walk as soon as it was light. Seeing Xu Wenwu get to work, Wei Yuan added another layer of luck to the horse.

The territory has now expanded to over ten miles, and there are more and more places where horses can run. Xu Wenwu trotted along, feeling quite carefree, almost as if he were admiring the green hills from a horseback ride. Xu Wenwu wasn't entirely clueless; he had noticed the changes in his horse and guessed that these changes were probably related to him, otherwise Wei Yuan wouldn't have made him walk the horse every day.

Xu Wenwu couldn't see Wei Yuan's aura, but he felt that the horse changed noticeably every time he rode it. It seemed that he was hiding a great secret, but it wasn't time to activate it yet. Unfortunately, he didn't know the activation conditions for the secret, so he couldn't work on it in a targeted way.

He rode his horse across the hill and over the river, and suddenly thought, if this continues, the horse will surely undergo a tremendous change. Will it one day transform into a dragon? The only pity is that this is not a female horse, otherwise we can look forward to its future transformation.

As he pondered, Xu Wenwu suddenly slapped his forehead and muttered to himself, "Hey? Aren't I just a stable boy?"

Xu Wenwu remembered that there were also several long sticks in the embryonic form of the magical artifact, and he seriously considered whether to ask Wei Yuan for them. Although he certainly couldn't move a single one now, what if his bloodline awakened one day?

Xu Wenwu stroked the horse's mane, thinking that if that day ever came, wouldn't this be a ready-made white dragon horse? As for Wei Yuan, considering the friendship they had developed over this period and his appearance, he could become a holy monk.

However, those vixens like Yun Feifei and Xu Wan'er, who constantly bewitch the holy monk, are guilty of unforgivable crimes and must be subdued... no, made to be subdued.

Then persuade them to turn over a new leaf.

Moreover, one capture wouldn't be enough to atone for their sins. Back then, Zhuge Liang captured Meng Huo seven times, and Xu Wenwu was also an unparalleled strategist; how could he allow Zhuge Liang, a mere villager, to steal the limelight? Therefore, these two vixens had to be captured and released seven times to achieve perfect justice. This story, passed down through generations, is a celebrated tale, likely worthy of several classic tales.

Within the realm, Wei Yuan suddenly sensed something and knew that someone had entered.

Wei Yuan casually picked up a magic sword embryo, ran his hand across the blade, and a blazing fire ignited, already imbuing the Immortal Sword Pseudo-Sun with its power.

A disdainful voice rang out behind Wei Yuan: "This can be called a 'Legendary Sword'?"

Wei Yuan turned around and saw Xiao Yu standing behind him, looking at the magic sword burning with raging flames with a look of disdain.

After many years, Xiao Yu had grown into a handsome young man, though his appearance was still more refined than most so-called beauties. He wore a white robe with blue patterns on the collar and cuffs, and held a celestial sword in his arms, his elegance unparalleled.

What Xiao Yu was holding was not her own Dao Foundation, but a real magic sword to support the Immortal Sword Great Sun. Just looking at the scabbard, one could tell it was ancient and majestic, no ordinary item.

As the most outstanding genius of the younger generation of the prestigious Xiao family, the item Xiao Yu possessed was, if not a top-grade masterpiece, then at least a rare and exceptional one, completely on a different level from the crude sword blank in Wei Yuan's hands. Not to mention the sword itself, even a single stone pried off the scabbard would be enough to buy ten or eight of the Lan Shen Palace's secret vaults.

Wei Yuan ignored Xiao Yu's taunts, put down the flaming magic sword in his hand, picked up a second one, and with a flick of his finger, the blade also burst into flames. Then came the third, the fourth...

When Wei Yuan lit the twentieth magic sword, Xiao Yu's expression finally changed, and she shouted, "Enough!"

Wei Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by burning immortal swords arranged in a lotus shape, his imposing aura was quite intimidating.

Wei Yuan said calmly, "This is a corner of my Dao Foundation, what do you think?"

Xiaoyu snorted: "Twenty pieces of trash, not worth mentioning."

"Then add another eighty!" Wei Yuan waved his hand, and a pile of stone swords fell to the ground with a clatter, piling up into a large heap.

Xiaoyu suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.

Even the worst immortal swords, if gathered together into a hundred, wouldn't be underestimated in power. Wei Yuan's immortal swords could barely be considered human-grade, and the combined power of a hundred human-grade Dao foundations was quite considerable. Xiao Yu ultimately didn't want to lie, so he really didn't want to answer this question.

Xiaoyu changed the subject, asking, "What are the names of these swords of yours?"

"The Legend of Sword and Fairy: False Sun"

The anger in Xiaoyu's chest was now truly stuck, unable to go down or come up.

He drew his magic sword a section out, its blade gleaming coldly, but suppressing his anger, he thrust it back in, gritting his teeth and saying, "If it weren't for the presence of the alien race, making internal strife inappropriate, I would have shown you what a true immortal sword is!"

Wei Yuan knew Xiao Yu was somewhat exasperated; otherwise, she wouldn't have said so much in one breath. But Wei Yuan still remembered how Xiao Yu used to flaunt her Dao Foundation in front of him every day, so he wasn't going to let her off easily. Wei Yuan had already prepared a grand gift and was now just waiting for the Witch Clan to come knocking. Although this gift wasn't specifically prepared for Xiao Yu, her arrival was perfectly timed; she practically delivered herself to his doorstep.

Wei Yuan coldly replied, "We are both adults now. Any grudges should be settled with the foreign races. If the Witch Clan attacks later, we might as well have a great battle with them and decide who is superior based on our performance. What do you say?"

"That's for the best! Otherwise, using merit to suppress you would be too much of a bullying," Xiaoyu said coldly.

"Military achievements? Heh." Wei Yuan gave a forced smile.

Xiao Yu probably doesn't know that he just killed two Dharma Aspects and received a Heavenly Merit. Who cares about merit now? However, Wei Yuan doesn't plan to reveal this now, but waits for the merit list to be updated. Let Xiao Yu brag for now; the more he brags now, the faster he'll burrow into the ground later.

Although the defeat of the Dharma Avatar was ultimately largely due to the power of the Sea-Listening Immortal Lord, the Immortal Lord wouldn't steal that credit from Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan had even prepared his lines, just waiting for the merit list to update.

In terms of speaking skills, disciples of the Azure Sky Hall have a natural advantage that other halls cannot match.

The two men had barely been facing off when they suddenly looked into the distance. Dozens of miles away, a Wu tribe army appeared on the mountain ridge and began constructing a camp. This army numbered two thousand warriors and was quite powerful, but they didn't seem to have any immediate intention to attack.

Wei Yuan and Xiao Yu exchanged a glance, both knowing that this group of witches had ill intentions.

When Xiao Yu entered the boundary, she saw a large number of Wu Clan warrior corpses lying on the open ground, knowing that a great battle had just taken place here, and the Wu Clan must have suffered a crushing defeat. But this Wu Clan force dared to appear so brazenly, they must have something to rely on. Furthermore, this force was encamped just a few dozen miles away, not approaching the boundary at all, rendering Qing Ming's advantages useless.

Wei Yuan said solemnly, "It seems there's a trap waiting for us. Should we endure it for a few days? The boundary will cover us in three days."

Xiao Yu's face flashed with surprise, and she said, "Three days? It's truly a divine object!" "That's right! Should we wait or fight?" Wei Yuan asked again.

Xiao Yu slowly drew her magic sword and said, "Let's go, let's test our swordsmanship!"

"Test the swords!" Wei Yuan waved his hand, and the hundred immortal swords on the ground disappeared, all of them being collected into the silk threads in his left hand.

Seeing that Wei Yuan had brought all the fake Japanese swords and was shouting to test his swords, Xiao Yu inexplicably started to get angry.

The Immortal Sword, a weapon of ultimate power, imbued with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and capable of containing all sorts of wondrous landscapes, has always been an incredibly sacred object in Xiao Yu's heart. Yet Wei Yuan carries the Immortal Sword in bundles, just like an old lady buying groceries.

This is not the past; Xiao Yu will no longer be so angry as to yell "Barbarian, take this sword!" What he wants to do is let Wei Yuan know what a sword truly is!
Xiao Yu strode towards the Wu tribe camp on the mountain, and after a few steps, she began to climb higher and higher, ascending into the sky. At this moment, Xiao Yu, with her flowing sleeves, already possessed a resemblance to a sword immortal.

The Wu Clan troops camping below quickly spotted Xiao Yu. Two tall leaders took to the air to meet him in battle. Facing two opponents at the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, Xiao Yu showed no fear. His body suddenly rose a hundred feet, his magic sword was half-drawn, and a great sun seemed to rise from his hand, with thousands of fire lotuses falling from the sky like lotus lanterns, illuminating the heavens and earth.

One by one, fiery lotuses drifted down towards the Wu Clan army below. Below, a dozen or so Dao Foundation Realm commanders simultaneously unleashed a barrage of dark light, sweeping back and forth in the air and extinguishing many of the fiery lotuses.

However, the fire lotuses were extremely tenacious. It took several sweeps of the black light to completely extinguish one fire lotus. Even though more than a dozen Dao Foundation cultivators attacked at the same time, hundreds of fire lotuses still fell into the military camp, instantly igniting hundreds of Wu Clan warriors!

The fire of the Fire Lotus is extremely domineering. No matter how the Wu Clan warriors roll and fight it, it will not be extinguished. As long as a little bit touches it, the whole body will be burning, and after a few breaths, it will be burned to ashes!
This sword strike is actually an advanced version of the Three Thousand Lotuses from back then. After cultivating the Immortal Sword Great Sun, the original blue lotus turned into a fire lotus, losing three parts of its purity but gaining ten parts of its killing power.

Xiao Yu was able to kill over a hundred Wu Clan warriors with a single sword strike while facing more than a dozen opponents of the same level. His combat strength was truly formidable and terrifying. No wonder he had the confidence to challenge thousands of enemies head-on.

As soon as Xiao Yu made her move, Wei Yuan could tell that her Dao Foundation was completely stable, and a trace of divine charm was emerging within her Immortal Sword, indicating that she had entered the rebirth stage of the mid-Dao Foundation stage. At this moment, the Immortal Sword Great Sun not only had greatly increased power, but also possessed a touch more divine power than when her Dao Foundation was first established.

A large tent had already been set up in the witch clan camp, and a short, withered old witch emerged from it. He stared at Xiaoyu with his grayish-white eyes, then suddenly let out a scream and chanted a long, rapid incantation. As he chanted, a strange, dark green rune suddenly appeared beneath his feet!
Something invisible in the world subtly changed, and Xiaoyu suddenly felt a strange sense of disgust and irritability, as if everything around her had become exceptionally repulsive.

At this moment, the two mid-stage Foundation Establishment commanders who had taken off rushed towards Xiaoyu from the left and right, waving their hands to unleash swarms of flying insects that buzzed and attacked.

Xiao Yu sneered. These tiny swarms of insects were extremely insidious, but while they might be harmless against others, they were suicidal against his Immortal Sword, Great Sun. Xiao Yu swung his sword horizontally, unleashing a swirling, undulating wave of solar flames. However, the Great Sun True Flame, which should normally be incredibly blazing, suddenly became unusually dim!
If this move, "A Fisherman's Song Flows Eastward with the Water," should have been the blazing midday sun, it has now become the setting sun halfway down the western hills.

A scorching sun swept across the swarm, yet surprisingly, a small portion of the flying insects survived, forcing Xiaoyu into a frantic rush. She had to slash several times before finally wiping out the insects. When Xiaoyu looked up, she saw that the Immortal Sword Great Sun had also become quite dim, only able to unleash three or four tenths of its full power.

Xiao Yu suddenly remembered something and hurriedly shouted, "Wei Yuan, be careful! These sorcerers have altered the heavens and earth and cursed all the immortal swords!"

Xiao Yu was afraid that Wei Yuan would suffer because he hadn't heard her, so she turned around to look for Wei Yuan and wanted to remind him again. But when she turned her head, she saw Wei Yuan.

At this moment, Wei Yuan held a bell in his left hand and a tripod in his right, looking solemn and composed.

With a shout, Wei Yuan conjured up a vast landscape. Though outside the designated area, the manifestation's range was only two hundred feet, but it still covered most of the camp. Wei Yuan waved his hands repeatedly, sending flaming bells and cauldrons crashing down upon the camp. In the blink of an eye, Wei Yuan had smashed down over a hundred bells and cauldrons. Amidst the clanging sounds, the camp was in complete disarray. The Wu Clan warriors were thrown into chaos, even those at the Dao Foundation stage had to scatter and scatter. The central tent was destroyed by seven or eight consecutive blows from the massive bells and cauldrons.

Xiao Yu pointed at Wei Yuan, her hand trembling: "Where are your hundred fake Japanese guns? Why aren't you using them?"

Wei Yuan said sincerely, just like back then, "I'm just showing it to you, I don't plan to use it."

Xiao Yu felt like spitting out a mouthful of blood, unsure whether to do so or not. If it weren't for the power of the Immortal Sword Great Sun being halved, he would have cut off Wei Yuan's dog head no matter what.

The defeat in this battle was not due to the incompetence of our army, nor the incompetence of the enemy army, but rather to the cunning of our allies!

At this moment, the old shaman scrambled out of the collapsed tent, covered his head, and ran away. Seven or eight blows from the falling bell and cauldron hadn't killed him, and he was quite agile; it seemed he only suffered minor injuries.

Wei Yuan produced another pile of bells and cauldrons, it was unclear how many he had forged. Xiao Yu couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he turned his head to look at the sky, not wanting to see Wei Yuan's performance anymore. But as soon as he turned around, he suddenly froze.

Bao Yun appeared behind them unnoticed, a delicate tree overhead with cascading ribbons of silk separating her from the surrounding world. Had Xiao Yu not seen her with her own eyes, she would never have known she had arrived.

Xiaoyu suddenly thought of something: How long has she been here?
Bao Yun may have seen the whole process of how she was completely fooled by Wei Yuan!
It's bad enough that one friendly unit is cunning, but it's even worse that another friendly unit was watching from the sidelines!

In an instant, Xiaoyu felt all the blood rush to her face, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

At this moment, the Wu tribe's camp on the front lines was in chaos, morale was low, and most of the noble Wu warriors, including the old Wu, wanted to flee. Wei Yuan had examined the great Wu's corpse and knew that these Wu warriors were actually quite strong, some even stronger than the disciples of the Mingwang Palace. Therefore, it was expected that the old Wu hadn't been killed.

Wei Yuan was prepared. He already knew from the last battle that the high-ranking members of the Witch Clan could run very fast, so why would he let them escape this time?

At that moment, a tender green sprout appeared above Wei Yuan's head, and the manifestation range of the vast land and rivers suddenly expanded to eight hundred feet! In an instant, it encompassed all the fleeing nobles of the Wu Clan, and drastically reduced their escape speed!

Although the tender shoot was only the size of a fingertip at the moment, Wei Yuan shouted, "A wondrous tree!"

Bao Yun's eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Xiao Yu's eyes widened instantly, and then a flush rose to his face, this time not from embarrassment, but from suppressed rage. He covered his mouth with his hand, his body trembling uncontrollably. Even though he had experienced many storms, his Dao heart still broke down at this moment.

Wei Yuan, completely unaware of what was happening behind him, focused all his energy on activating his Dao Foundation. Within the vast expanse of land and rivers he manifested, life surged forth, and pure energy billowed forth. All the Wu tribe members were as if doused in boiling oil, screaming in agony. Relying on his immense Dao power, Wei Yuan seized the opportunity to smash out three or four hundred bells and cauldrons in one go, instantly causing heavy casualties among the Wu tribe below. Of the remaining twenty-odd noble Wu warriors, only three escaped—they were all minor figures. The important nobles, including the old Wu, were all killed.

With the battle decided, Wei Yuan calmly turned around, holding the bell and the tripod, and then he saw Bao Yun.

Wei Yuan's mind suddenly went blank.

Xiao Yu's Dao Heart was shattered, and she could no longer hold on, so she fell headfirst from the sky.

(End of this chapter)