Chapter 194 In the three-person team, Xie Jiao…
In the three-person team, Xie Jiaoyue is at the Nascent Soul stage, while Gong Shichuo and Gong Shi Moyu have the same cultivation level, both at the late Golden Core stage.
Perhaps because they were so similar, the two even competed with each other on their journey, each wanting to be the first to advance to the Nascent Soul stage, and each feeling that they were more qualified to stand beside Xie Jiaoyue.
Even if you can't reach the Nascent Soul stage in a short time, you can still condense your spiritual energy to reach the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage. The point is to be superior to the other person.
Xie Jiaoyue had just been promoted and needed to solidify her foundation. Compared to cultivating mental techniques, sword practice was more suitable. While the other two were meditating, she couldn't stay idle and simply practiced swordsmanship on the side.
As he finished a sword routine, a patch of green suddenly appeared in front of his face.
A small handful of clear spring water sits on a lush green lotus leaf.
"You've been training for so long, how about a drink to quench your thirst?" Gong Shichuo didn't look directly at Xie Jiaoyue. "I didn't bring this specifically for you. I was patrolling the area just now, checking for any magical beasts, and I happened to see a natural spring, so I brought some back."
“Monsters often roam this area, and the spring water may be contaminated.” Gongshi Moyu handed over a cup of tea from the other side. “I brought it from the Buzhou Immortal Realm, so there won’t be any problems.”
Gong Shi Moyu emphasized, "This was specially brought for you."
Gongshi Chuo couldn't help but glare at Gongshi Moyu. This person really knows how to talk, always trying to impress Jiaoyue.
She couldn't bring herself to say those words.
She took out an inconspicuous blanket from her storage bag: "This blanket can blend into the surrounding environment, can carry three people, and is much faster than flying on a sword. It can be driven with spirit stones. I specially prepared it for this trip. We'll ride this in a bit."
She was once a core disciple of a prestigious family at the prefecture level, and her family background was far superior to that of Gong Shi Moyu. This time, she was bound to win.
As soon as she turned her head, Gongshi Moyu was already sitting in front of the blanket.
Gongshi Moyu pointed to the seat next to her and said, "Jiaoyue, you sit here. We'll squeeze in. The back is spacious enough for Gongshi Chuo. She's already used such a powerful magic weapon; we can't let her suffer."
Gong Shichuo: ...
Don't think she doesn't know what Gongshi Moyu is up to!
Xie Jiaoyue found it amusing that the familiarity between the two people made the awkwardness that had arisen from not seeing each other for several years disappear without a trace.
She sat on the blanket and turned to hug Gongshi Chuo.
Gong Shichuo blushed instantly, only managing to stubbornly ask, "What are you doing?"
“Ah-Chuo~ I’m with Mo-Yu Ge now.”
In short, it shocked both of them. One was pleasantly surprised that he could finally see the light of day, while the other was shocked that his beloved had been taken advantage of.
Although Gongshi Moyu has good cultivation and is a rising star in alchemy, he is favored by the Alchemy Association and various aristocratic families. He is also good-looking and has a clean family background.
Even so, it doesn't mean that Gongshi Moyu is worthy of Xie Jiaoyue! Jiaoyue became the head of a Heavenly-level aristocratic family at a young age. How could Gongshi Moyu possibly be worthy of Jiaoyue?
Although Gongshi Chuo couldn't imagine what kind of being was worthy of the bright moon.
Even the heads of the Heavenly-level aristocratic families are no good; how could those old fogies be worthy of the beautiful and radiant Jiaoyue?
The old man is not even as good as Gongshi Moyu.
Gong Shichuo said with a stern face, "You, forget it. When we get back, I'll buy you two lessons with Xie Lingliu. Record them and listen to them at least ten times."
"Alright, alright, whatever you say, our Ah-Chuo is the best."
Gong Shichuo shoved Xie Jiaoyue down: "Disgusting, sit down properly."
She shuddered, still unable to bear Xie Jiaoyue's style of speaking.
Xie Jiaoyue sat up obediently and looked ahead: "We're almost there."
The three people did not leave the flying carpet. Each of them took out a magical artifact to conceal their bodies and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ahead, we have arrived at the territory under the jurisdiction of the Wan family.
Xie Jiaoyue and the other two communicated in secret. To be on the safe side, they dared not use the Spirit Mirror or transmit their voices, and instead used the most primitive method: handwriting.
The Wan family is the oldest among the Heavenly-level families, with the largest number of members and the most highly skilled cultivators. Therefore, they are responsible for guarding the most important Eastern Region.
Perhaps knowing the importance of the Eastern Region, where the number of magical beasts far exceeds that of the other three regions, the cultivators stationed here are busy running around, their faces full of fatigue.
The three of them hid on the blanket, concealed in mid-air.
That's how people are; they only see the small patch of land in front of them and can't see anything more. The high places in the air are often overlooked by most people. The three of them were nervous for a while, but then they realized that no one was even looking up.
I'm relieved.
"What was that sound?" Xie Jiaoyue asked neatly on the paper.
"It sounded muffled and chaotic, mixed with roars, as if it came from the demon realm, as if it were separated by multiple layers of cotton blankets?"
Xie Jiaoyue looked at the long string of words written by Gongshi Moyu. This person really didn't mind working hard; he even used metaphors while writing.
"The Demon Realm?" She didn't quite understand the term.
Gong Shichuo eagerly wrote: "Its origin is unknown, but it is known to be connected to the human world, with seals distributed at the connection points."
Very concise. It's almost ambiguous.
Logically speaking, different realms should have clear boundaries. In the unknown dimensional space that Xie Jiaoyue couldn't understand, there should be mutual repulsion between them, and they should never come into contact.
Her original world and her current world can be considered two different realms. In all this time, she has only heard of her and Gongshi Moyu being two people who crossed realms, while the magical beast can just cross realms whenever it wants, which is obviously unreasonable.
"There's at least a small monster horde; let's stay far away."
Gong Shichuo piloted the flying carpet, carrying the three of them away from the battlefield to hide, and then each of them was given a small telescope.
It looks strange, but in terms of function, Xie Jiaoyue prefers to call it a telescope.
The Buzhou Immortal Realm and the Southwest Region are truly different; these cultivators seem to possess everything.
Xie Jiaoyue placed the magic weapon on her forehead, channeling spiritual energy into it, and her vision suddenly cleared.
This is equivalent to amplifying the ability of cultivators to have sharp ears and eyes.
Once she had adjusted to her new perspective, large numbers of magical beasts appeared simultaneously from several points.
This was Xie Jiaoyue's first time facing a monster horde.
Perhaps because she was too far away, Xie Jiaoyue didn't feel flustered or shocked. She found it strange; even from a movie-watching perspective, this should have been more impactful than watching a film on the big screen.
Xie Jiaoyue stared intently for a long time before finding the problem.
The cultivators of the Wan clan were too calm.
This can certainly be attributed to the Wan family's excellent management, appropriate response, and thorough prior preparation.
But it's still strange.
"Can the Warcraft wave be predicted?" Xie Jiaoyue scribbled in her notebook.
Gong Shi Moyu didn't write anything; instead, he simply shook his head.
That's right. Since the monster tide happened suddenly, the Wan family couldn't have known about it much earlier than the three of them. So why was everyone so calm, with only fatigue on their faces and no surprise at all?
It was like a war scene that had been rehearsed in advance. Both sides had already calculated it out on paper several times to ensure that every point was under control and that no unexpected events would occur.
It has a fake feel to it.
This is simply unbelievable.
Perhaps it's because she watches too many movies that she has this feeling.
Demonic energy cannot be absorbed by humans and will erode the mind and body of cultivators. No one would cooperate with demonic beasts.
Xie Jiaoyue thought this, but still had Gong Shichuo manipulate the flying carpet to bring the three of them a little closer to the battlefield.
As she watched, Xie Jiaoyue couldn't help but stand up from the flying carpet.
The battlefield is starting to spiral out of control.
Originally, the two sides fought in a coordinated manner, advancing and retreating as needed. More accurately, the Wan family fought with complete confidence, with only the monsters suffering casualties and no Wan family disciples being injured.
As the fight went on, some of the Wan clan disciples began to appear as if they had exhausted their spiritual energy, their spells were not powerful enough, their sword moves could not be aimed, and they were getting more and more wounds.
At this moment, they showed a much more panicked state than ordinary cultivators, as if every battle with magical beasts in their lives had never encountered any unexpected events, so when the pressure really came and began to threaten their own lives, they seemed completely unprepared.
This is unreasonable. From the moment cultivators begin their practice, they are not on a safe and secure path. Danger is everywhere. Even in the All-Region Competition, people may die. How can it be like living in an ivory tower?
But Xie Jiaoyue still couldn't bear to look at the bloodshed.
She almost couldn't resist striking, but luckily a commotion broke out behind her.
Xie Jiaoyue turned around, and behind her, Chu Xingjin appeared behind the group.
In just a few years, Chu Xingjin seemed to have become a pivotal figure in the Wan family. As soon as he appeared, people would flock to his side, as if he were the backbone who could reassure people with his mere presence.
She squinted as she analyzed Chu Xingjin's cultivation level.
She was certain that Chu Xingjin had become a Nascent Soul cultivator earlier than she had.
Why did no one know? Why did the Wan family keep this a secret?
Chu Xingjin's cultivation is so fast, shouldn't she be a key figure that the Wan family is promoting? If the Wan family had released this news earlier, her advancement to the Nascent Soul stage wouldn't have caused so much discussion.
Xie Jiaoyue watched as Chu Xingjin used his impassioned words to boost morale, then took the lead, wielding his natal spirit sword, and with a single sword strike, he instantly killed the most threatening late-stage Golden Core demonic beast on the battlefield.
The entire battlefield erupted in excitement.
The Wan family members, who had been in a panic, calmed down again, and their scattered battle formation became orderly once more. Xie Jiaoyue also lowered her hand from her sword.
But the peace had barely been restored when a scream echoed through the sky.
"Monster! There's a monster!"
Because there were so many monsters, the demonic energy on the battlefield was almost materialized. Clumps of black energy condensed everywhere, scattered yet densely packed throughout the battlefield, making one's scalp tingle at a glance.
Within the black mist, cultivators formed arrays with their physical bodies, creating colorful orbs of light that provided a unique sense of security to both humans and demons in the pitch-black battlefield.
However, with the screams, a colorful ball of light dimmed, and black energy swirled around it from the inside out, gradually staining the entire ball of light black, and finally merging into the battlefield, submerged in countless black demonic energies.
Once the cultivator was completely immersed in the demonic energy, he went berserk, behaving no differently from the demonic beasts around him, indiscriminately attacking his former kin. The only difference was that this was a demonic beast that could use magic and swordsmanship.
It sounds terrifying.
Most people only paid attention after hearing the screams and didn't know what had happened. If Xie Jiaoyue hadn't been staring at that spot, they probably wouldn't have noticed the whole thing happening.
But she had no idea what had happened.
Humans have turned into monsters? Demonic energy has mutated them?
Although demonic energy can corrupt cultivators, it is a physical, corrosive corruption that destroys a person's dantian and internal organs, rather than their spirit, turning a healthy cultivator into something like a zombie.
Xie Jiaoyue was alarmed. Had the demonic energy mutated? Could cultivators in other places also have this problem?
Amidst screams and cries for help, Chu Xingjin descended from the sky, like a war god arriving on the battlefield. He was bathed in golden light, and his long sword was raised high in his hand.
"Ignorant villain, surrender at once!"
With just one sword strike, the cultivator, who had already lost his mind, was dead.
Chu Xingjin appeared completely unaffected by the demonic energy and unafraid of the crazed Wan clan cultivators, demonstrating unparalleled leadership.
Those cultivators who were nearby all cheered.
But soon, the cheers stopped, and screams began to rang out.
Xie Jiaoyue looked back and saw that Chu Xingjin had dealt with it too easily, which gave the other cultivators confidence, making them feel that they could also go up and fight the mad cultivator.
However, simply by touching the magical artifact, the demonic energy spreads out like fuel dripping into a pool, and the artifact is like water. Before one can react, the demonic energy has already entered the body.
Screams replaced screams.
Demonic energy is like bird flu; once a case emerges where a demonic beast transmits the virus to a cultivator, it can be used as a breakthrough to achieve human-to-human transmission.
The situation, which had been calmed down by Chu Xingjin, suddenly collapsed again.
The fighting broke out in multiple locations, with screams and shrieks rising and falling. The stable formation could no longer be maintained, and fleeing figures and desperate fighters intertwined, creating a noisy, blood-red scene.
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