A Martial Saint in Chaotic Times: Starting with Grinding Proficiency

Chapter 152 The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun

Is this person in Luochuan City?

Upon hearing this news, Qingxu's face, which was covered by a black cloth, turned noticeably for the first time, as if "looking" at Ji Gaoxu.

Thousand Fantasy Demon King.

This title was not only well-known in Qingzhou, but also widely recognized in Youzhou, thousands of miles away.

The reason is simple: this person possesses a divine seed.

Its corresponding supernatural power is called Moving Mountains and Filling Seas.

"This is a letter sent personally by this person. Please examine it carefully, Daoist Master."

After saying this, Ji Gaoxu handed the wax-sealed letter to Qingxu with both hands.

Qingxu took the letter, and with a light stroke of his fingertip across the envelope, the letter slipped out silently.

Although his eyes were bound, he seemed to be able to "see" every word on it in a different way.

A moment later, a ripple finally appeared in Qingxu's otherwise calm and still aura.

"I didn't expect that even Shen Xuantong would come to Luochuan City."

Qingxu's voice remained calm, but Ji Gaoxu could detect a hint of seriousness in it.

Bloodhand Butcher.

This title was never given lightly.

"Just as the letter says," Ji Gaoxu's voice was very low, revealing an undisguised excitement, "as long as we help him kill Shen Xuantong, he will hand over the original seed of supernatural power without hesitation."

Most importantly, with Shen Xuantong dead, Luochuan City will no longer have a Dragon Transformation Realm expert in charge, and will return to our control.

Cut off the Qingzhou army's food supply, and Xuanhuang Pass will be within reach.

Qingxu remained silent.

Supernatural powers are the supreme strength in this martial arts world, beyond even the description of "martial arts." They are miracles, earth-shattering forces.

To master supernatural powers, one must comprehend them through the original source of supernatural abilities.

The birth of each original divine seed will stir up bloodshed and chaos in the world.

Even a master like him, who had long since transcended worldly affairs and reached the Dragon Transformation Realm, couldn't help but feel his heart stirred when he heard the words "Original Seed of Divine Power".

"But this Shen Xuantong is no ordinary person," Qingxu murmured to himself.

He clearly still had great concerns about joining forces with the Thousand Illusions Demon Lord to assassinate Shen Xuantong.

Seeing this, Ji Gaoxu spoke again.

"Two people aren't enough, so let's have three."

"Didn't the letter say that the Jingye Division has three people in Luochuan City? Among them, Zhou Yuan, who is at the Yi Jin Realm, is as weak as an ant, but he is a very strange person."

"At such a young age, in a barren place like Luochuan, he has actually managed to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill to the second level. There must be a great secret hidden within him."

"And that murderous monk from the Broken Precepts Temple, with the full strength of the temple and decades of time, only managed to cultivate the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill to the fourth level. If he knew that Zhou Yuan had cultivated this skill so quickly, he would definitely have some ideas."

"A monk who kills?"

Upon hearing this name, Qingxu's whisk, which he had been holding horizontally, trembled slightly.

Although this person is a monk, he comes from a broken-precept temple and has long since broken all the eight precepts of Buddhism. His actions are both righteous and evil.

Even within the Six Desires Demonic Sect, they are considered an anomaly.

When the Yan army marched south, the Six Desires Demon Sect mobilized almost its entire force, except for the Broken Precepts Temple, which did not make a move.

"This person has never been involved in worldly affairs, so how can we persuade him to come?" Qingxu asked.

"Rest assured, Daoist Master," Ji Gaoxu said with a confident smile, "I will immediately write a letter to my father. With my father's intervention, we will surely be able to persuade this murderous monk to come forward."

Since that's the case—

Qingxu swept his whisk and clasped his hands together.

"Then Shen Xuantong's day of death has come."

He let out a soft sigh, as if he couldn't bear it, but beneath the blindfold, two terrifying glints seemed to flash by.

Seeing that the plan was in place, Ji Gaoxu no longer hesitated.

"Duan Hu!"

He gave a low shout.

The curtain was lifted, and Duan Hu strode in. When he saw Qingxu's figure, he was suddenly stunned.

When did this person come in?

He stood guard outside the door the whole time and did not see anyone enter.

But seeing that this person was dressed as a Taoist priest and stood so close to the prince, Duan Hu knew that his identity was definitely not ordinary, and hurriedly looked away.

Move aside, clasp your hands in a gesture of respect.

"Immediately issue the order to beat the drums and gather the generals. Also, summon those martial artists who recently came from Luochuan County."

"yes!"

Duan Hu responded immediately and hurriedly retreated.

Half an hour later, in the central command tent.

In the vanguard camp of the Yan army, all the generals gathered together. They were all veterans of countless battles, and the invisible aura emanating from them made the air in the entire tent heavy.

"I heard that the plan in Luochuan City has failed," a dark-skinned young general said in a low voice.

"Yes, who can argue with that? I heard it was almost a complete failure. If it weren't for the Jingye Division showing up at the last minute, Luochuan City would have already been captured," another person replied, their words full of regret.

"It seems that the only option left is to launch a direct assault on Xuanhuang Pass."

"The Crown Prince has summoned us today, surely for the purpose of tomorrow's assault on Xuanhuang Pass."

Just as everyone was discussing it privately, several figures walked in from outside the tent.

Leading the group was none other than the tall and imposing Wu Xingtong, whose robust physique was particularly striking in the tent.

Behind him followed Du Chong and Shen He.

After their failed ambush of Zhou Yuan at Yanling Fort that day, the two men dared not return to Luochuan City, nor were they willing to become outlaws in Black Wind Mountain. After much deliberation, they went directly to join the Yan army.

"Who let you in?"

Upon seeing them, the young general immediately rebuked them without any politeness.

"This is the central command tent, where military secrets are discussed. Is this a place for you?"

He clearly didn't take these martial arts practitioners who had come to him seriously.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xingtong flew into a rage, his eyes widening in fury.

After his mother's death, he begged Xie Ningmei to avenge him. Although he knew that this matter had little to do with Zhou Yuan, it did not diminish his hatred for Zhou Yuan.

However, Xie Ningmei, as an elder of the Qingyuan Sword Sect, was well aware of the power of the Jingye Division. Moreover, with Shen Xuantong, a master of the Dragon Transformation Realm, guarding the city, she would never attempt to assassinate Zhou Yuan for him.

Disappointed, Wu Xingtong pondered for a while and had no choice but to come and join the Yan army, hoping to use their power to kill Zhou Yuan.

Xie Ningmei knew that his mind was made up, so she could only sigh and return to the Qingyuan Sword Sect on her own.

However, upon arriving at the Yan army camp, his status as an outsider meant he faced considerable disdain from the military officers. Just as he was about to retaliate after being publicly reprimanded, a clear, cold voice came from the side.

"General Liu, please don't be angry."

The one speaking was Duan Hu, Ji Gaoxu's bodyguard.

"This is His Highness's order."

Upon hearing Duan Hu's voice, the general surnamed Liu snorted coldly and said nothing more, only glancing at Wu Xingtong with disdain.

Just then, Ji Gaoxu walked into the central command tent.

He walked straight to the main seat and sat down, first saying to Wu Xingtong and the others, "Since you are all martial artists from Luochuan, you must be well aware of the current situation and defenses in Luochuan."

"The main reason for the failure of the last operation was that we were not clear enough about the situation inside the city. Therefore, this time, if I want to attack Luochuan City again, I will send a few of you to sneak back first as inside agents."

"At that time, I will personally lead the elite Xuanjia cavalry to provide support from the outside."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xingtong, Du Chong, and Shen He all showed delight on their faces.

They defected to the Yan army hoping to one day return to Luochuan and personally kill Zhou Yuan to vent their hatred. Now, their opportunity has finally arrived!

"A generous reward will be given once the task is accomplished."

Ji Gaoxu then looked at Duan Hu.

"Duan Hu".

"exist!"

"You will also go this time, bringing with you more warriors at the Blood Exchange Realm, and also the Eighteen Riders of Yan Yun. You must sweep Luo Chuan aside with overwhelming force."

The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun!

Upon hearing these five words, all the generals in the tent narrowed their eyes.

These eighteen riders of Yanyun were all martial artists at the Blood Exchange Realm, and each of them wore heavy armor. They were an invincible spearhead in field battles, leaving nothing but desolation in their wake.

For a mere city like Luochuan, they actually had to mobilize the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun?

Duan Hu cupped his hands in response, feeling a surge of joy in his heart.

The fact that His Highness entrusted him with the command of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun shows how important he is to him.

Ji Gaoxu stood up and surveyed the entire room.

"Three days later, I will personally lead three thousand elite Xuanjia cavalry, bypass the Cao River, and head straight for Luochuan!"

"yes!"

Everyone inside the tent clasped their fists in unison and responded in deep voices.

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