Longzang

Chapter 256 Food and Sex
Gazing at the two sides locked in battle in the distance, Wei Yuan fell into deep thought.

The timing was right, the location was right, and the fluttering Zhao Kingdom flag proved the target was right, but what was going on with these two groups of people fighting? One side looked like bandits, and they fought like bandits, but they weren't bandits.

Wei Yuan had a sharp eye. What bandits were all equipped with standard military gear, especially riding the same standard military horses? Weapons and armor were a little more likely, for example, Wei Yuan himself was wearing standard armor, but warhorses were impossible.

Wei Yuan's mere three hundred knights rode a motley crew of horses of all kinds, breeds and colors, clearly a mixed bag. The bandits, on the other hand, rode horses of the same breed and roughly the same quality; only kingdoms or powerful families possessed such resources.

What does it mean that a group of fake bandits preemptively robbed their target? Is it part of a test, or is someone trying to steal the opportunity?
However, Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and felt that the latter was unlikely. Would someone capable of producing thousands of standard-issue military horses really care about the meager resources of a powerful maternal relative? Unless someone was as poor as Wei Yuan, who would try to curry favor with a powerful maternal relative?
In the Western Jin Dynasty court, the influence of the imperial relatives was only slightly greater than that of the upright officials.

Wei Yuan's headache grew stronger with each thought, so he turned to Cui Yu beside him and asked, "When your family holds trials or tests, how do you usually prove your strength to the family?"

Cui Yu was a little confused as to why Wei Yuan would ask this question. He said, "It's simple. The best way to prove yourself is to have all your opponents come at you at once and beat them all down."

Wei Yuan understood.

He put on his mask, grabbed his gun, and shouted, "There aren't many enemies. Try to capture them alive, but if any of them are really desperate, then let them die a horrible death! If any experts come here, remember to hurry. Alright, get ready, charge!"

The three hundred knights were all clad in black armor and wielded long spears. Their bodies shimmered with light, and their aura continued to rise, actually condensing the military spirit that normally required ten thousand elite soldiers to form!

This time, Wei Yuan was generous, giving each knight a wisp of luck, and each of the fifty cores received three wisps. Then, the vast landscape materialized, and the Heaven and Earth Madman activated its power. With this double blessing, the knights grew larger, becoming as fierce as tigers, and charged menacingly onto the battlefield!
Three hundred Dao Foundations charged forward together, their momentum reaching the heavens and the earth, and a column of azure energy soared upwards, straight into the clouds!
In an instant, countless powerful warriors on the battlefield felt a tremor in their hearts and looked in this direction at the same time.

Inside the carriage, the girl stared wide-eyed at the azure aura in disbelief, exclaiming, "That's military aura? Three hundred men can have military aura? Isn't that almost the same as my father's Imperial Guard Eagle Cavalry?"

The old man, his eyes still half-open, mumbled, "They're not bad, but they're still a bit inferior to the Imperial Guard Eagle Cavalry. Your father's Imperial Guard Eagle Cavalry were all selected from the battlefield; they were people who had fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. There were no little kids among them."

The girl hummed in agreement and stared intently.

Three hundred knights charged with the momentum of a thousand troops! The two armies, still locked in battle, were horrified to see such a cavalry force charging towards them and instinctively slowed their fighting.

Wei Yuan sat firmly on his blue steed, calm and composed. With a flick of his finger, a jade mountain appeared out of thin air and crashed down upon the center of the battlefield. Instantly, thousands of warriors trembled with fear and scattered in terror.

The jade mountain vanished a foot off the ground; Wei Yuan didn't intend to actually crush these ordinary soldiers to death. However, the jade mountain's power was too great; the gust of wind it generated as it fell had already knocked hundreds of people off their feet around the point of impact, opening a path for the charge.

Without Wei Yuan's order, the three hundred knights automatically split into ten teams. The first team of thirty riders charged through the army like thirty galloping war elephants. All the knights raised their lances at the same time and slashed downwards fiercely, creating a spear aura that stretched for more than ten feet, blasting those who were hit into various places.

Veteran soldiers with a discerning eye were terrified; the thirty vanguard knights were all Dao Foundation cultivators!
The old man in the carriage opened his eyes slightly.

As soon as the first squad of knights went into battle, the second squad of thirty knights followed closely behind, each unleashing thirty long spear beams that felled a group of warriors, regardless of their faction.

Another thirty foundational steps!

The girl's eyes were wide open, and her hands were unconsciously clenched into fists, as if afraid of missing a single detail.

In an instant, the third and fourth squads of knights broke through the army formation. A total of sixty spear beams swept across, and more than a thousand people fell to the ground.

The old man in the carriage coughed and slowly sat up.

The fifth squadron of knights charged in immediately afterward. The knights' formations widened, and the gaps they tore open grew larger and larger. In the blink of an eye, the gaps had expanded to cover more than half the battlefield; they could no longer be called gaps.

Just then, a flash of light suddenly appeared from among the bandits, extinguishing seven spear beams in one go!
A young man with a lazy smile stepped out, knife in hand, and said, "There was definitely something unexpected going on. Luckily, I was worried and followed to check it out. You guys are quite good, but it's a pity you ran into me..."

Before he could finish speaking, a person suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was a young girl, wearing a mask, her long hair flowing, holding an unusually long knife in her hand. Although her face was not revealed, her exposed neck and hands were as white and delicate as snow, suggesting that the face beneath the mask must be extremely beautiful.

The young man smiled even more broadly and said, "You use a knife too? Perfect, I can teach you. My name is Wang Ziyan..."

The girl had no intention of speaking to him; with a wave of her hand, a thin, soft blade of light slashed towards him.

Wang Ziyan laughed loudly and said, "The sword is the king of weapons, and it should be used like this!"

He held the knife in both hands, his aura suddenly surged, and he slashed out fiercely, as if he could cut through mountains and cleave peaks!
In that instant, even if there were mountains or seas in front of him, he could cut them in two with a single stroke!

The moment the domineering blade touched the slender, delicate blade light, it produced a deafening roar, as if two mountain giants were swinging their iron hammers with all their might and striking each other!
Wang Ziyan felt as if he had been struck by the giant hand of an ancient powerhouse. His whole body trembled violently, and he instantly lost feeling in his arms. The huge treasured sword flew high into the sky, soaring hundreds of feet in one breath, before suddenly exploding into countless pieces.

Wang Ziyan's mind went blank.

The girl didn't press her advantage. Instead, she thought for a moment, then pulled out a flattened bag of snacks from her pocket, threw it in front of Wang Ziyan, and asked, "Have you not eaten for days? Why don't you eat something before you fight?"

Wang Ziyan didn't know whether he was weeping or bleeding inside. Seeing the girl raise her long sword again, he said in grief and indignation, "I surrender!"

The girl thought for a moment, then said, "I don't know if we take prisoners. You should lie down first!"

Before Wang Ziyan could even argue, he was suddenly struck hard on the back by the girl's blade, falling to the ground. Then, the girl stomped on his back, burying him in the ground, and then swept the loose soil back into place with a gust of wind from her blade.

Wang Ziyan's mind was shaken by the stomp, his primordial spirit trembled, and cracks appeared in all his bones, rendering him completely immobile. He could only watch helplessly as he was buried alive. Fortunately, his Dao foundation was still intact, so he wouldn't die after being buried for a day or two.

By the time the seventh squadron of knights charged out of the battle formation, a third of both sides had already fallen to the ground, and the rest had dropped their weapons and knelt down, refusing to get up. Two hundred knights—this battle was simply inhuman.

Having cleared the central battlefield, the three hundred knights regrouped and approached the convoy. The Zhao general, who had already ordered his troops to form a defensive line around the central wagon, shouted, "We are envoys from Zhao, responsible for escorting Princess Ning to the Western Jin. Who are you, daring to kidnap a royal princess?"

The knight in the center said calmly, "We are the number one bandits in the Western Regions, the Fifty Great Thieves of Zhantian."

The Zhao general glanced at the three hundred masked knights before him, having never heard of the so-called "Battle Heaven Bandit." He softened his tone and said, "Princess Ning is deeply favored by the King and is also the younger sister of the Western Jin Dynasty's Imperial Concubine. If you retreat now, I can pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, if the immortals of both countries are angered, even though the world is vast, there will be nowhere for you to hide."

The knight nodded and said, "That makes sense. So, in order not to hurt the princess, will you dismount and surrender yourselves, or do you insist that I take action?" Suddenly, an old man appeared in front of Wei Yuan, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and slowly said, "It's good for young people to be energetic, but being too arrogant is not good."

Wei Yuan's heart skipped a beat; he knew the real test had finally arrived. He asked, "Who are you?"

The old man chuckled and said, "Who I am is not important. You just need to know that the thing is in my hands. If you want it, come and take it if you have the ability."

The girl with the long sword tried to rush forward, but Wei Yuan pulled her back.

Wei Yuan leaped up and landed in front of the old man, saying "Excuse me."

The old man smiled and waved his hand, saying, "It's alright, go ahead and do as you please."

Wei Yuan held a gun in his hand. The gun in his hand was dark silver in color, and instead of a spearhead, it had a long, crescent-shaped blade, somewhat resembling a cleaver, and also somewhat like a halberd.

Wei Yuan stared at the old man, then suddenly moved several feet to the side.

The old man turned slightly to face Wei Yuan, somewhat puzzled as to what Wei Yuan was trying to do.

Without further hesitation, Wei Yuan suddenly unleashed a halo of light in front of him, from which a dazzling column of water shot out and instantly reached the old man!

The old man was finally moved. His long eyebrows danced, and an ancient book appeared in his hand. The pages turned continuously, and countless profound words flew out from within, blocking the water column.

As a highly accomplished practitioner, the old man moved with lightning speed, yet remained calm and composed, displaying the demeanor of a master.

However, the sacred words and teachings flying out of the book could not stop the water flow in the slightest. The water flow instantly rushed onto the book, and as a result, the sage's words flew everywhere, and most of the ancient book was worn away in an instant!

A glint of light flashed in the old man's eyes, his sleepiness vanished, and three scrolls of classic texts appeared above his head. Countless words of sages flew out from them, forming a light barrier that finally blocked the flow of water.

But the old man immediately found that his magical power was rapidly flowing out as if a floodgate had been opened, and half of it was gone in the blink of an eye! Only then did he realize that the power of this dazzling stream of water was incredibly great, as if dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators were attacking him at the same time!
In the blink of an eye, the old man's magic power was more than half depleted, while the opponent's water flow was still endless. The old man finally disregarded his pride and tried to dodge.

However, he suddenly realized that if he dodged, the water blade would hit the carriage behind him! Only then did the old man understand why the knight had moved a few steps to the side first.

The old man had no other choice but to grit his teeth and persevere. Fortunately, just as his magical power was about to run out, the water flow finally disappeared.

But as soon as the water flowed away, the knight roared and thrust his spear straight at his chest!
The old man mustered his remaining magical power, which transformed into a scroll, and finally blocked the shot.

This shot was fierce and domineering, unstoppable, and shattered the ancient book with a single thrust!

The old man's magical power collapsed, leaving him defenseless in an instant. Fortunately, the old man realized that the knight was also at his limit and it wouldn't be easy for him to squeeze out any more power. But he was, after all, a Dharma Aspect, and his magical power could be regenerated with a single breath, allowing him to recreate the ancient book and defend himself.

But in that instant, the strange spear in the knight's hand suddenly shot out countless iron pellets with a bang, blasting the old man all over! The old man instantly felt a sharp pain in his primordial spirit, and his Dharma body felt as if it were being bitten by thousands of ants. He could no longer hold on and fell backward.

Although Wei Yuan's iron sand was not very powerful, it was specially made and all of it was soaked in the God-Eating Demon Incense.

With the old man fallen and the great enemy gone, Wei Yuan looked towards Feng Lin and his two thousand soldiers who were still standing.

Deputy General Feng, a seasoned and valiant general, immediately threw his sword to the ground. His soldiers were equally quick-witted, dropping their weapons in unison and retreating to form a battle line.

Wei Yuan then looked at the Zhao general. The general's face was calm and composed as he said, "No need for further words. Today, I will only die!"

Wei Yuan didn't argue with him, but simply pointed his spear at the boat and carriage.

The general's expression changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "If you can keep the princess safe, I will surrender!"

"Don't worry, no one will lay a finger on the princess."

The Zhao general sighed and threw his spear to the ground.

Looking back at the old man lying on the ground, Wei Yuan suddenly realized a very serious question: What exactly was that thing?
When the Marquis of Xiang sent word, he only said he wanted to retrieve something. The old man replied that the item was in his possession. Both men displayed the demeanor of true masters, mastering the art of leaving things unsaid; neither revealed what the item actually was.

However, this matter was easily resolved. Wei Yuan waved his hand and said, "Search!"

The old man, still clinging to a last shred of consciousness, was filled with shock and rage. He managed to raise a finger, pointing at one person, and said in a trembling voice, "My body... only she can search! Otherwise... I'll fight you to the death..."

Wei Yuan turned his head and saw that the old man was referring to Xu Yi, and he understood somewhat.

As the sage said, "Food and sex are human nature."

The sage does not deceive me.

In fact, Feng Tingyu's appearance was even better than Xu Yi's. However, this junior sister had too strong aura of the Mingwang Palace. It was fine if she didn't speak or move, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she would give herself away. And it was even worse when she made a move. No matter who she hit, it was like a mad dragon playing with flies.

Since the old man had spoken, Wei Yuan readily agreed and said to Xu Yi, "Go ahead."

Upon hearing this, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief, his tense mind relaxed, and he fainted. The Devouring Incense was far too poisonous; even though the old man was a renowned high-level cultivator, he could not withstand it after his magical power was exhausted.

Xu Yi asked somewhat reluctantly, "What do you want me to search?"

This problem stumped Wei Yuan again. However, Wei Yuan had a solution: since he didn't know what the thing was, he might as well take it all, since it was definitely inside.

So Wei Yuan said, "Strip them naked."

(End of this chapter)