Chapter 279: 245: Thousands of Men Depart from the Hometown Pass, Refusing to Let the Precious Sword Hide Its Sharp Edge (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2

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Chapter 279: Chapter 245: Thousands of Men Depart from the Hometown Pass, Refusing to Let the Precious Sword Hide Its Sharp Edge (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2 “Eldest Young Master, this old man had the fortune, a Jiazi ago, to glimpse the birthing of a Spirit Root Heavenly Treasure. At that time, countless strong men shed rivers of blood for it. In the end, it was acquired by a Great Divine Ability User from Langya Cave Heaven. It’s said that for this item, several Grotto Heavens tore off their masks of civility. And just now, that small tree, with its extraordinary aura, even its projection drew the gathering of the Essence Qi of heaven and earth. You must have felt it as well, there’s no mistake. It seems that those elusive figures are in such a hurry to go there for this very reason. It looks like the information from within the Court is correct; with the reshaping of the earth’s Luck, such Destiny Treasures will be born. It seems that the Ninth Colonel has fortuitously come upon one!” Following behind this man in white clothing came an aged voice shrouded in a white robe. It was the master and servant from the Central Plains Li Family! “Do you think that Colonel is really dead or not?” As the Eldest Young Master of Li Family spoke, his voice sounded gloomy, recalling the enormous projection that spanned the heavens and the earth and the overwhelming ferocity unleashed, a rich palpitation flashed through his eyes. He could never have imagined that the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel, who seemed like someone he could easily squash at will, turned out to be so terrifying. Martial Vault! His gaze flickered intensely at this moment. If the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel were still alive, he would definitely not provoke such a Great Divine Power wielder. He wasn’t foolish; in the presence of such a person, he didn’t have the capital, even with the backing of the Li family, he would never do such a foolish thing. After all, one’s own martial strength is the real foundation of confidence. But now, his eyes revealed a thoughtful look, “If this Colonel has indeed fallen, wouldn’t the Destiny Treasure have fallen into the hands of Demons? If we go now, wouldn’t it be too late?” And Elder Ai, standing behind him with hands slightly lifted, also seemed uncertain in his aged voice, “In the end, the Primordial Spirit Dharma Form of that person was shattered by several Great Demons that arrived; it dissipated between heaven and earth. This old man cannot be certain, but for such Heavenly Treasures, even with only a sliver of hope, numerous people will still explore, and should it fall into Demon’s hands, there are those who dare to battle with Demons. Others may not understand, but the Young Master saw as well, everyone is eagerly heading there. If that Colonel isn’t dead, he must’ve been gravely injured. Young Master should understand the implications.” “Moreover, I sensed two auras within them, hiding danger, possibly containing a Great Martial Vault Divine Power wielder. If that Colonel is really not dead, we might face another bloodbath. With the strength of Young Master and myself, I actually do not recommend getting involved.” “Please make your decision cautiously, Young Master!” The old servant shrouded in the white robe kept a cool head, analyzing the situation and then left the question to the Eldest Young Master of Li Family standing in front. The Eldest Young Master of Li Family’s pupils rapidly flickered, his brows tightly knitted as he considered the pros and cons. Then, the hand that had been held behind him was raised, and a white stream of light flew out from the gold-trimmed sleeve. The white stream of light vanished, revealing a palm-sized white Flying Sword, pure and without blemish, gently trembling, flickering with dazzling Spirit Light, like a little fish darting unpredictably in front of the Eldest Young Master of Li Family. This item was called the Ten Thousand Miles Sword Talisman, capable of crossing ten thousand miles in a short time. The production of this talisman is extremely troublesome and rare, serving as a means for message transmission at critical moments. “Tell the clan to send a Clan Elder over!” “No matter what, if such a Heavenly Treasure truly exists, even if there’s a slim chance, we should try. Otherwise, if there’s really an opportunity and it is missed, we will regret it later. Moreover, with such items appearing, there will likely be more emerging in the future. I, Li Rulong, do not wish to lag behind others.” Having said this, he drew the Ten Thousand Miles Sword Talisman into his hand and pressed it against his forehead. About three or four breaths later, the Eldest Young Master of Li Family spurred the spell in his hand, and the palm-sized talisman trembled loudly with a white blaze. Li Rulong waved his hand, and with a buzzing sound, the white light turned into a white rainbow, leaping towards the void behind him. With a flash, it quickly disappeared into the night, remarkably swift. Having done all this, Li Rulong’s previously uncertain gaze turned ferocious, then a cold smirk crossed his face, “Those people probably went directly to Weiyuan Pass to try their luck, the dangers there unknown. Let’s not get involved in this commotion.” “Do you have a plan, Young Master?” Elder Ai behind him inquired. “We’ll go find the withdrawn Ninth Mountain Soldiers. Perhaps there will be unexpected gains, but still, we must be cautious and act according to the situation,” Li Rulong said with a smile. “That sounds like a good idea; as long as the Young Master has a plan!” ....... Meanwhile, at that moment, in Jingguan City, within that courtyard, Zhao Quanzhen’s gaze burned fiercely as he watched the General’s projection dissipate between heaven and earth, feeling a jolt in his heart. Then watching those powerful presences leaving the city one after another, he wore a look of astonishment and uncertainty. “Teacher, are these people also going out of the city to slay demons?” The old man in hemp clothes, however, looked displeased and burst out with curse words, “Bullshit, if it were one or two people moving me, I’d believe they’re acting in a surge of hot blood. If I’m not wrong, these guys are rushing after the Luck Spirit Root.” “Luck Spirit Root?” Zhao Quanzhen was preoccupied with watching the golden giant shadow crazily battling with the Great Demon, with an indomitable will, standing proudly between heaven and earth, his heart deeply stirred. Being too far away, he hadn’t paid much attention. Now, hearing the words “Luck Spirit Root,” he immediately snapped to attention. Of course, he had heard of its great reputation. The Dragon Spring in the forbidden lands of Enlightenment Mountain was such a Heavenly Treasure. It was said to have the power to bring back life from dead flesh and bones, and cultivating within it allowed one to advance rapidly. He had placed within the top three in the Great Competition, earning the opportunity to cultivate within the forbidden lands for a month, but the spring was deep underground. During their entry into the forbidden lands, they were only allowed to cultivate on the surface and never saw the true face of the Dragon Spring. This highlighted the importance of the spring to Enlightenment Mountain! And this was also the news his father had hinted at in the previous letter. “That tree?” Zhao Quanzhen caught on. “Exactly!” The old man in hemp clothes had a face that flickered uncertainly, “This object has appeared in the hands of the Nine Colonels, and now that they are presumed dead or missing, these guys are like cats smelling fish, trying to test their luck. I still don’t understand what they’re thinking.” “Teacher, are you saying...?” Zhao Quanzhen’s bright eyes brimmed with anger. “Hmph, what else could it be, if this Ninth Colonel isn’t dead, they will try to seize this Heavenly Treasure. After all, they saw the Ninth Colonel’s Dharma Image shattered; if he’s not dead, he must be seriously injured.” The old man in hemp clothes snorted disdainfully. “Teacher, is that nobleman still alive?” Zhao Quanzhen had witnessed with his own eyes that nobleman fighting desperately against impossible odds, first slaying six Demon Fruits, then beheading two Great Martial Vault Demons. He was incredibly domineering, but Zhao also saw the brutal scene, and although he was reluctant to see such a heroic figure fall, he felt there was no chance of survival in that situation. “A righteous person is protected by the heavens. He is a man of great merit; such a person should not die. With such courage, I indeed wish to make his acquaintance. Quanzhen, what this Ninth Colonel has done is exactly what I want to teach you.” The old man in hemp clothes sighed. “Yes, disciple will heed well!” Zhao Quanzhen, tall in stature, bent down and bowed solemnly. “Let’s go!” At this moment, misty clouds of Qi began to rise at the feet of the old man in hemp clothes. “Teacher, where are we going?” “I’ve caused trouble with my own meddling; if the Ninth Colonel is not dead, I must assist him. Moreover, there is someone who might know whether the Ninth Colonel is still alive. We need to find him.” “Is it that Novelist teacher mentioned?” Zhao Quanzhen quickly thought of someone. The teacher had told him about the profound mysteries of the Novelist’s Cultivation Method, which prompted his association. “Correct! That person should be among the retreating ranks of the Ninth Mountain Army!” As soon as the old man in hemp clothes finished speaking, the cloud Qi swiftly enveloped the master and disciple, and then with a swish, they disappeared from their spot. ....... Meanwhile, at Cloud Peak, atop the Heavenly Patrol Hall, there erupted a voice filled with unmistakable rage. “Take this message to the General!” “I will leave the pass in person!” “Kill!” “...” That night, Jingguan was in uproar, with countless sons of the land leaving their homes, all heading to the front line, swearing to battle to the death against the Demon Blood.

Chapter 279: 245: Thousands of Men Depart from the Hometown Pass, Refusing to Let the Precious Sword Hide Its Sharp Edge (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2

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