Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 303 Tooth Jade
In fact, Song Yan had no intention of involving Xiao Zhou. He never expected that Yang Wenxuan would bring two Qi Refining cultivators into the ruins.

I still feel a little guilty.

This kid is so unlucky.

Song Yan casually pointed to the Qin army coming from outside the pass and said to Wu Caidie and the others, "You go and assist General Hong, don't follow me."

"..."

After saying this, he didn't care how the others reacted, but simply flew away from the place and spread his divine sense.

Zhou Mengdie was spotted very quickly.

Song Yan was taken aback: "Why are you lying on the ground again?"

It's likely that the chaotic scene of war frightened the little girl into fainting.

It was truly a torment.

He leaped forward.

A Yuan wanted to speak up to remind him, but Sheng Nian stopped her.

He winked at A Yuan: "What's the rush?"

She simply followed behind him, wanting to see Song Yan fall into a coma after being attacked.

However, Old Song walked quickly to Zhou Mengdie, as if walking on flat ground, and was not affected at all.

"Um?!"

There was a hint of surprise in Sheng Nian's eyes.

This is how the same thing?

Could it be that the strange field has disappeared?
"Ah Yuan, go give it a try."

Upon hearing this, the corpse puppet A Yuan stepped forward. As soon as he entered the three-zhang range that was vaguely indicated, his body went limp and he was about to collapse.

The young master pulled him back again.

"What kind of sorcery is this old Song using?"

Sheng Nian frowned, looking at Song Yan sitting cross-legged in front of Zhou Mengdie with a puzzled expression.

……

"Seeking revenge?"

In a dream.

Zhou Mengdie's small eyes widened, her expression blank: "You mean, there's an old monster like you who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and is your mortal enemy?"

Zhou Zixiu hummed in agreement and began to mutter to himself.

"This Xie Yucheng is a vicious and ruthless demonic cultivator. I never expected that he would actually survive."

"But how could this be..."

"Meng Tian and I should have perished together, could it be... that dragon pearl..."

Zhou Mengdie didn't care about any of that. She muttered to herself, "And now he's on that Foundation Establishment cultivator's body, coming to kill me and seek revenge?"

Zhou Zixiu glanced at her: "That's right."

Not alive anymore.

Xiao Zhou kicked his legs and fell onto the cloud-shaped bed, looking peaceful.

"Oh, why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhou Zixiu pulled himself out of his memories, looked at Xiao Zhou, and sighed: "Although I am now dead and my soul is almost gone, I can still protect you under the Golden Core stage."

"However, you can't keep taking it easy like this, otherwise I won't be able to protect you once that person advances to the Golden Core Realm."

"When the time comes, if they come seeking revenge, we'll both die together."

Ok?
Zhou Zixiu suddenly sensed something: "Your senior brother Song is here."

"what……"

Xiao Zhou did a somersault and jumped up from the cloud.

"There's no need to tell him about this."

Zhou Zixiu suddenly said, "This is, after all, a matter between me and Xie Laomo. Involving you juniors is already against etiquette."

"Don't involve outsiders anymore."

Zhou Mengdie didn't quite understand, but since that's what her ancestor said, she did as he said: "Okay."

……

In the present world, the golden light in Song Yan's eyes slowly faded, and Zhou Mengdie also woke up from her dream.

"Yang Wenxuan is dead, and this pass has been captured."

Song Yan stood up and said, "You will stay with us and leave here together when the time comes."

Xiao Zhou was somewhat dragged into this situation by himself, so at the very least, he had to get the person out safely.

Hearing this, the little girl nodded her head, still a bit dazed.

Looking up, I saw a familiar face next to Senior Brother Song.

"?"

Xiao Zhou's eyes lost their color.

A playful impulse struck him in his prime. He raised an eyebrow at her and gave her a sinister look: "Nice to meet you."

Xiao Zhou hurriedly retreated behind Song Yan, staring at Sheng Nian with a flustered expression.

“Gou Sheng, this is a junior sister of my sect. Now that Daming Pass has been breached, she is in some danger here, so I brought her back to the Qin army.”

"Are you coming back with me?"

Sheng Nian shook his head: "There are still a few treasures among the Sui army that we need to take."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"it is good."

Gou Sheng wasn't a proper prisoner; that statement was just something Song Yan said to Wu Caidie and the others.

"The Qin army has already captured Daming Pass. Can you get out now?"

Sheng Nian scoffed, "Who do you think you are?"

After saying that, his figure began to gradually melt into the darkness.

A Yuan bowed respectfully to Song Yan and stood beside Sheng Nian.

In the blink of an eye, the two figures disappeared from the spot.

"Let's go."

The Qin army has captured Daming Pass, so Song Yan doesn't need to worry about it. He just wants to return to the military camp as soon as possible to report back.

There are now over seven hundred golden-red ancient runes, a considerable number, but still far from the final one thousand.

I wonder if capturing this Daming Pass will earn me some merit rewards to make up for the shortfall.

Just as he was pondering this, he saw Zhou Mengdie hesitate, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped: "Senior Brother Song..."

"Ok?"

She thought for a moment, then asked, "Was that person who just left your friend?"

"Him? Heh heh, yes."

Song Yan nodded: "He made bad friends when he was young, they weren't good people."

"Just stay away from him."

"Oh...oh."

After informing the lieutenant surnamed Hong, he used his flying sword to take Zhou Mengdie away from Daming Pass and head towards the Qin army camp.

It seems that Qin Zhan also came here with Yang Wenxuan.

However, Song Yan did not care whether he lived or died.

Upon returning to the Qin army camp, he first settled Zhou Mengdie in, and then reported back to Luo Zheng.

He recounted to Luo Zheng the general events surrounding the capture of Daming Pass and the current situation.

This action naturally earned the praise of Deputy General Luo, but he also realized that the situation on the main battlefield had reached a critical juncture.

Not only did the battle between the states of Yan and Qin reach a fever pitch, but the Sui army also joined in.

Together with the Qin state, they attacked the Yan state.

For this reason, the reward for Song Yan was temporarily put on hold until the war was completely over, and then it would be given in full.

Although he felt a little regretful, there was nothing he could do. He thanked Luo Zheng and returned to his own tent to await further orders.

We've been in this ancient battlefield ruins for more than half a year now, so a little longer won't make a difference.

For the next period of time, Song Yan's life returned to its previous state.

They practice the integration and transformation of sword formations, and occasionally are ordered to lead troops into battle.

Zhou Mengdie set up a small tent next to Song Yan's tent, where she usually slept most of the time, only following Song Yan when he went out.

It must be said that when she was in Yan, she often slept poorly and always felt anxious.

Perhaps it's because Yang Wenxuan and Qin Zhan aren't exactly good people, but I feel more at ease sleeping here.

However, she's not simply sleeping right now.

After being frightened by Sheng Nian, she realized that if she didn't start cultivating, she would really be in danger.

You can't expect your ancestors to protect you forever.

Only when you are powerful enough can you be unafraid of others' threats and sleep peacefully.

And so, several more months passed.

Overall, the fall of Daming Pass did not significantly damage the morale of the Yan army. However, it was precisely because of this location that the Qin army had more tactical options.

As the saying goes, "pulling one hair affects the whole body," and in the past few months, the Yan army has suffered a series of defeats.

On this day, the armies of Qin and Sui, in large numbers, arrived at the Yan army camp.

Amidst deafening battle cries, Song Yan strode into the Yan army camp.

"Oh, General Song."

A familiar voice reached my ears, and when I turned around, it was Sheng Nian.

"And everyone, how have you been?"

In his prime, he also served as a subordinate general of the Sui Dynasty, participating in this final battle and witnessing the outcome.

He walked over, patted Wu Yun on the shoulder, and grinned.

Now that the Sui and Qin states are allies, there is no need for them to be at each other's throats.

Ah Yuan wasn't by his side; perhaps he was waiting outside.

Song Yan asked, "What brings you here?"

"Hey, what are you saying?"

Sheng Nian shook his head and said, "You're allowed to come, but I'm not?"

"Of course I came for the treasure of the Yan Kingdom's general..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Caidie and the other three brightened up, each making their own plans.

What is the purpose of all the cultivators who enter this ancient battlefield ruins of the Immortal Dynasty?

Of course, they are spiritual objects and treasures.

It's been almost a year now, and I can say I've gained nothing.

This battlefield seemed to be nothing but killing and slaughter.

The few scattered gains were mostly from the infighting among these outsiders, who obtained small storage bags.

How could anyone not be tempted by the sudden mention of treasure in the prime of life?

Zhou Mengdie followed Song Yan, her small eyes darting back and forth between the group, sensing a hint of danger.

Song Yan said, "The Great General of Yan... must also be a Martial Immortal who has surpassed the Golden Core and Nascent Soul realms."

"If the two generals don't make a move, what use is it for us to covet the treasures of Yan..."

The three generals have not made a move from beginning to end.

“Sigh.” Sheng Nian waved his hand: “Lord Song, how can you not understand…”

He pointed to the defeated and scattered Yan soldiers and said, "This general of Yan has already lost."

Song Yan paused slightly, as if he understood something.

Looking in the direction he pointed, smoke signals were scattered across the wilderness, and scattered soldiers were fleeing in panic.

Just as Sheng Nian said, the Yan army was already in a completely collapsed mess.

At that very moment, a sudden change occurred.

In the Yan army camp, the soldiers who had not yet been killed suddenly disintegrated and turned into blood-red spiritual light that drifted far away to a mountain peak.

After a short while, the shouts of battle around them gradually quieted down.

Everyone looked around.

But all the troops of both the Qin and Sui states stood quietly, facing the direction of that mountain peak.

It seems they are waiting for a result.

Before long, a surging and ancient aura suddenly rose from the mountain peak.

In an instant, it swept across the entire battlefield.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A hearty laugh echoed through the sky.

"I admit defeat, and I have indeed lost this battle."

"Buried here for so many years..."

"Fellow soldiers..."

"Let's go home."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a burst of blood-red light shot into the sky atop the mountain.

This crimson light was purer and more powerful than any other scarlet spiritual energy that Song Yan and the others had ever seen before.

The blinding scarlet color reached its peak and then suddenly stopped.

The next instant, it exploded silently in the sky.

There was no loud explosion, but a clearly perceptible shock suddenly swept across the entire battlefield, affecting everyone's body and soul.

The soldiers of Qin and Sui suddenly faced the mountain peak and saluted.

Then it gradually began to dissipate.

Luo Zheng casually tossed the spear in his hand into the ground, then faced the direction of the Qin camp and bowed.

"This humble general takes his leave."

It then transformed into a scarlet aura and vanished.

Everyone stared at the scene in a daze.

Sheng Nian was the first to speak: "Let's go, let's go take a look."

Song Yan nodded and flew towards the mountain peak with Sheng Nian.

Wu Caidie and the others followed closely behind.

It was less a general's residence and more a huge dome in the mountainside.

There was a huge hole in the dome, through which sparse moonlight streamed in, illuminating the mess below.

This place was once the residence of a great general of the Yan Kingdom. You can feel the rich spiritual energy that remains here, but there is more of an atmosphere of decay.

The stone pillars supporting the dome are covered with terrifying handprints and engravings, and some of them have broken in the middle.

The stone shelves, which were originally used to store items, are mostly empty or simply broken on the ground.

Scattered on the ground were fragments of broken weapons, of extraordinary quality.

But due to the passage of time, they have all faded and lost their luster.

What drew everyone's attention was that amidst the chaos, a skeleton sat cross-legged, its skull drooping.

Several items were placed in front of him.

A jade artifact suspended in mid-air—Song Yan had never seen anything like it before, and naturally, he knew nothing of its purpose.

The other item was a small tiger-shaped object.

Without a doubt, these are all ancient artifacts from the Immortal Dynasty.

The breathing of everyone unconsciously became hot.

Sheng Nian glanced at Wu Caidie and the others with a meaningful look, then walked forward nonchalantly.

"Sister."

Wu Yun said in a low voice.

Wu Caidie, however, did not react.

Admittedly, she also wanted the treasure.

Otherwise, how could she be content after spending a whole year in this wretched place and only getting a few Qiankun bags?

But neither of these two people in front of me is someone to be trifled with.

Especially this Song Yesheng, back then, Li Yan and I tried many times to find an opportunity to seize his ancient talisman, but we didn't have enough courage to actually make a move.

Now that both of them are at their peak, she dares not make any rash moves.

Most of the treasures here have been destroyed and lost over the long years.

Only these two things remained.

Song Yan also stepped forward, and Sheng Nian took the jade object and held it in his hand.

"what is this?"

"It looks like a jade tooth scepter."

Upon hearing the name, Song Yan knew what it was used for.

Throughout history, there have been countless methods for recording written texts in the world of cultivation.

Jade slips were most popular simply because they were simple and convenient.

In ancient China, the jade tablet (牙璋) was also one of the mainstream recording media.

Song Yan knew about it, but had never seen it.

"What's inside?"

The two spoke without using telepathy, simply exchanging words without any attempt to conceal their conversation from Wu Caidie and the others.

"It is a swordsmanship technique."

Sheng Nian handed it directly to Song Yan.

With a single probe of his divine sense, the contents of this sword technique immediately came to mind.

General's Seal.

(End of this chapter)