Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 107 Surrounded
Inside the city gate.

Some generals rallied the routed soldiers and reorganized them into a new force.

"General, one person is missing."

"Never mind, he's probably dead out there."

The general waved his hand; he had no desire to open the city gates and face the demons and monsters outside.

Unlike the ordinary soldiers in front of him, he had followed the city lord and witnessed many immortal masters' techniques.

Those who manipulate ghosts and monsters outside are also immortal masters.

The immortal masters of Bailu Sect are indeed powerful, but those who dare to attack Bailu Sect are no ordinary people.

If it weren't for his duty, he wouldn't want to stay in this dangerous place for even a quarter of an hour.

"Xiao Wu, go to the city lord's mansion and report that an enemy has invaded and that the immortal masters of Bailu Sect have already taken action."

"Yes."

Xiao Wu was a young soldier. Because of his youth, he was quite bold. After loudly agreeing, he ran all the way.

He was focused on completing the task and ran very fast, but unexpectedly, at a secluded corner, everything went black and he fell to the ground.

When he stood up again, his face had turned bluish-purple.

Soon, Xiao Wu arrived at the city lord's mansion.

"What? A ghost cultivator launched a sneak attack?"

The city lord stood up, utterly astonished.

He was also a cultivator with the cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi Refining. He was once an outer disciple of the White Dew Sect and knew how troublesome ghost cultivators were.

"With Senior Brother Bai present, the ghost cultivators cannot break into the city."

The city lord was confident in the strength of Bai Shuheng, an inner disciple, but then became somewhat worried.

"I'm afraid the other party isn't alone. No, I need to ask Uncle Zhou to take action and stabilize the situation."

After muttering something, the city lord immediately stood up and prepared to leave.

At that moment, Xiao Wu suddenly smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

The city lord frowned, his gaze becoming cautious.

Xiao Wu did not answer, but slowly raised his lifeless eyes.

"magician?"

The city lord's expression changed, and he rushed out the door.

However, before he could even step out of the lobby, he was struck by lightning and became unable to move.

A purple arm pierced through his chest, blood flowing freely.

Yin Guangyang shook the blood off his arm, and a strange flame landed on the city lord's corpse, burning fiercely.

"There's a fire!"

"Hurry and put out the fire!"

Yin Guangyang pretended to be panicked and shouted loudly, running around telling everyone.

Soon, the soldiers in the mansion were alerted and desperately tried to put out the fire.

Yin Guangyang then took the city lord's token and entered the mansion's dungeon, releasing the prisoners one by one.

The prisoners scattered like rats, taking advantage of the chaos to grab weapons and, by the light of the fire, waved flags and shouted slogans.

Chaos erupted immediately in the city.
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"Uncle-Master Zhou, it seems there's a big fire in the city."

In a corner of Dahuang Town, a disciple of the Bailu Sect gazed into the distance, deeply worried.

"Don't bother."

Zhou Yuanchen half-opened his eyes and gave a word of advice.

He already knew that a hundred ghosts were roaming outside the city at night; someone wanted to test the defenses of Dahuang Town and even break into the city.

But these things are irrelevant to him.

The fire in the city will be extinguished by daybreak.

If the city lord dies, just replace him; if the soldiers die, just replace them with a new batch.

His duty was to guard the hundreds of monks detained there.

These cultivators came from diverse backgrounds, including rogue cultivators trying to sneak into the heart of Pu County, spies sent by Zhangning Prefecture, cultivators from various grain escort teams in Pu County, and the most numerous of them were members of the Mang Sect.

If anything happens here, Dahuang Town will be completely lost.

If some of the cultivators inside were to die, the White Dew Sect would be plunged into an endless quagmire.

Therefore, this small place is more important than the entire Dahuang Town.

He needs to be in charge personally.

"It's bad, Uncle Zhou, we're surrounded!"

"Surrounded?"

Zhou Yuanchen frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?" "We really are surrounded. I'm not making this up. Uncle Zhou, come and see!"

Zhou Yuanchen hesitated for a moment, then got up and went outside. He saw that in addition to the city lord's mansion, there were three other places on fire in the city.

And he was in the very center of all the fires.

The most critical thing was that within the limit of his divine sense, he sensed a dense surge of magical power flowing towards him.

Some disciples who had gone out to investigate hurriedly flew back.

"Uncle-Master Zhou, a zombie horde! There's a zombie horde everywhere!"

"A zombie horde?"

Zhou Yuanchen was furious. This place was extremely secluded, and even the disciples of the White Dew Sect in the city knew only a handful of people about it.

The enemy used ghost soldiers to knock on the city gates, thus distracting Bai Shuheng and his group, and then surrounded them with a horde of corpses, clearly indicating that they came prepared.

The question is, where did the other side get this intelligence?
"Gentlemen, follow me to defend against the foreign enemy."

Without time to think, Zhou Yuanchen gave an order, and the Bailu Sect disciples stationed there sprang into action, using flying swords, spells, talismans, and other means to block the approaching tide of corpses.

Fortunately, most of the zombie horde consisted of mortals who had just died in the city and were weak in combat. They were unable to break through the defenses of the Bailu Sect disciples for a while.

Even so, such a large-scale battle still caused a stir.

Countless ordinary people lived in fear; those who could hide in cellars, and those who couldn't, kept their doors and windows tightly shut, lest they be affected.

The commotion could be heard even outside the city.

"Senior Brother Bai, Uncle Zhou has encountered enemies, and there's more than one thief."

A disciple, who was constantly monitoring the situation in the city, shouted anxiously.

Bai Shuheng frowned, not expecting the enemy to be able to find Zhou Shishu's location.

"Hehe, you little rascals, instead of worrying about others, you should worry about yourselves."

The voice of Ghost King Qi drifted from who-knows-where.

"Just you?"

Bai Shuheng sneered, "You cowardly rat hiding your head and tail, come out if you dare!"

With his Qi Refining Perfection cultivation level and the aid of a flying sword, he could have easily killed his opponent.

But the other side, fearing death, hid among the countless ghost soldiers.

These ghost soldiers all possessed magical powers, their forms were ghostly, and they moved or remained still, greatly disturbing his consciousness and causing his flying sword to miss its mark every time.

"I haven't even made a move yet, and you're already exhausted. If I were to actually come out, wouldn't you be begging for mercy on your knees?"

Ghost King Qi laughed heartily.

Hearing the mockery, Liu Lingzhou, who was standing next to Bai Shuheng, became furious and said, "This villain is utterly hateful."

"Senior Brother Bai, isn't there a better way?"

Flying swords were useless. The group originally wanted to use fire magic to burn through the layers of ghost soldiers and force out Ghost King Qi.

Unexpectedly, Ghost King Qi's ghost soldiers were extremely resilient, impervious to water and fire. The group was trapped in the formation, and despite their efforts to break through, they were unable to do so.

Instead, they were dragged here by Ghost King Qi.

I should have learned a secret technique of spiritual perception.

Bai Shuheng secretly regretted that sword cultivators all rely on divine sense, but he had neglected this point while focusing on the sword path.

"Lingzhou, take two people back to support Uncle Zhou."

"Huh? What are you going to do then?"

Liu Lingzhou was at a loss.

"I have more magic power, so I can hold on. This beast is not easy to kill, but it is impossible for it to threaten me."

Bai Shuheng said solemnly, "Uncle Zhou's duties are important and cannot be neglected. You must provide support immediately."

"Ok."

Although Liu Lingzhou didn't know what Uncle Zhou's duties were, she trusted Senior Brother Bai, gritted her teeth, and left first.

Seeing this, Ghost King Qi's eyes flickered.

With his strength, he could naturally stop Liu Lingzhou with the help of the ghost soldiers.

But the cost is the loss of some ghost soldiers.

Although these people in front of me are far less terrifying than that brat from the Li family of Dangui Mountain, once the fire magic was unleashed, swarms of ghost soldiers perished on the spot.

However, he was quite strong, and in one battle, he killed dozens of his own ghost soldiers and even a ghost general.

Each ghost soldier requires at least ten ghosts to be crafted.

Each ghost general requires at least a hundred ghost soldiers to fight each other to be born.

These are all his treasures!
Enough, let her go.

Anyway, they're looking for Yin Guangyang, not themselves.

Thinking of this, Ghost King Qi grinned.

(End of this chapter)