Chapter 337: 289: The Return of the Human Demon (Request for Monthly Tickets)

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Chapter 337: Chapter 289: The Return of the Human Demon (Request for Monthly Tickets) “Boom” The night was as dark as ink, and the serene Yunding Mountain meandered, resembling a painted scroll of mountains and waters under the brush of heaven and earth. Suddenly, the beating of a drum, like the shattering of a silver vase. Rumbling through the mountains! At the foot of the Ninth Mountain, on the training field, with this sound, the warhorses, well-trained, whinnied, their noses puffing out thick white breaths, hooves scraping the ground, growing restless. These newly recruited troops and horses, puzzled by the agitation beneath them, stirred up a cacophony of noise and commotion. “What’s going on?” someone asked, adjusting their heavy helmet. “It seems to be the sound of drums.” As the words fell, another drumbeat arrived. Then a third, a fourth, growing more urgent. The warhorses underfoot became even more frenzied. Ahead, Liu Qing and Yun Tiansheng, three Piaoqi, their faces tensed, their gazes capturing everything within three feet. The drumming signified a military dispatch. As the thought crossed their minds, on the mountain, three figures holding red command flags ran down the mountain to the shouts of the wind. “By order of the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel!” “The Qian family has rebelled, colluding with demons.” “Quickly capture all members of the Qian family.” “Kill those who resist without mercy!” “Depart!” “Depart!” “.......” Three Orderly Officers on fast horses weaved through the dense military formation, with one hand holding a fiery red flag, flapping in the wind, their orders carried by the breeze. This announcement stunned the more than four thousand new recruits. What was happening! They hadn’t even gotten familiar with the paths of the Ninth Mountain, and they were already being deployed to carry out military orders. The Qian family’s rebellion, was it about the Qian family from the Four Sects and Eight Families? Colluding with demons? And some knew clearly that the Qian family was not colluding with demons but was about to be purged, and their hearts suddenly chilled. “Neighing” With a long whinny, the horses lifted their hooves, and the three generals, in a swift motion, drew their blades. “Depart!” With that command given. The warhorses neighed, their hooves pounding in time with the urgent drumbeats, gushing forth like the opening of a river’s sluice, unstoppable, transforming into a torrent of iron-clad riders surging out from Yunding Mountain. The faces of the riders, whether youthful, tense, or excited, began to take on a more solemn and lethal expression with the momentum of this iron torrent. ........ As the drumbeat echoed from Yunding Mountain, and the newly inspected recruits were dispatched from the mountain, inside the Heavenly Patrol Hall, Orderly Armor Soldiers holding Tiger Talismans rushed out of the hall, then mounted their horses and flew their banners, dispersing in all directions. These Orderly Officers were prepared to give orders to the Liu Family, Murong Family, Xia Family, Yun Family..... Roughly thirty families in total. At the foot of the mountain, these families’ sons had already set out with the Ninth Mountain, it was time for their fathers to exert some effort. As these Orderly Officers each left the hall, Chen Yuan’s figure promptly followed, stepping out, with two Record Officers following closely behind and Taoist Li from Fulong Temple half a step to the side, joining them. Chen Yuan looked up, watching the Orderly Armor Soldiers, flags flying, horses prancing, ears twitching slightly to the thundering iron hooves below. He swayed his empty sleeves, then lifted a hand and swept it. Instantly, the Sky Flapping Sleeve burst forth, billowing in the wind as it grew larger in mid-air, like a huge sack, and sucked towards a part of Yunding Mountain. The whistling wind, strong enough to shake the buildings below, but finely controlled to avoid damaging them, merely caused the doors in the courtyards below to bang open. A wave of startled cries and shouts of anger suddenly erupted. Some burst forth with Spirit Light, others transformed into beams of light seeking escape. But these fleeing beams did not manage to evade the immense suction, pulled back in, and then experienced the suffocation of being yanked and kneaded into a ball, subsequently enveloped by something, plunging into darkness. After seven or eight breaths, the sleeve retracted, and Chen Yuan dusted off his sleeve and lowered his hand, tilting his head slightly to the side, “Gao Yu, Fan Chou, go inform the Four City Guards to seal the entrances and exits.” “In addition, as a precaution, activate all the prohibitions of Yunding Mountain!” After speaking, he straightened his face, squinting his eyes, his voice drawing out, “Perhaps, tonight, we can catch some bigger fish and let the brothers have a share of the meat.” These past few days, he had been garrisoning Jingguan City, causing all these movements with a nine-word strategy. Lure a group, strike a group, kill a group. Jingguan City was too big. Even if he could suppress them temporarily with martial force, what about after? He could forcefully send these people to the outside of the border to guard against demons, but some might take pot shots at him when he least expected it, causing trouble. Thus, came these actions over the past few days. Unite all forces that can be united, then kill a batch of disobedient ones, to temporarily gain control of Jingguan City, and afterwards, observe the comportment of the remaining people. As for those families and individuals killed, their family resources could be placed under the custody of the Ninth Mountain! For the Ninth Mountain to expand quickly, to develop its strength, and to secure its foundational base, Chen Yuan had already figured out where the resources would come from. The Qian family had been forced into a corner, even inviting the Martial Vault Monster from the Shaking Mountain Sect. Wondering which other families were involved. “Yes, my lord!” The two Record Officers responded solemnly, clasped fists, and then proceeded to leave as ordered. At this moment, over four thousand new recruits from the Ninth Mountain’s troops have set out, with orders sent to more than thirty large and small families, coupled with the mobilization of the Four Directions Guard, Chen Yuan’s pupils danced with a pale golden glow as he softly said: “Taoist Li, it’s time for us to make our move!” “Let’s go!” Chen Yuan’s feet lifted off, whooshing through the air, and he shot into the night. Half a step behind him, Taoist Li Guanyi could only sigh, and with a flick of his dust whisk, he took to the air. ......... Southwest of Jingguan City, now at midnight, with more than half of the night dark and only a few scattered lights in limited areas, the rest of the places were plunged into deep slumber. Inside a shabby courtyard in a certain alley, a family of four lived there, the yard strewn with tiles, planks, and various other sundries. This family’s son, just having wed his bride and dealing with some damages in their old house, was preparing for repairs. Today, they had just lifted the tiles of the damaged areas and covered them temporarily with straw. Yet at this moment, inside one of the dark rooms in the tile house, a faint noise could be heard, as the newlywed couple, awake in the dead of night, relished the joys of marital intimacy. “Don’t, husband, it’s so late, and my parents are next door!” The woman’s voice was bashful like a mosquitos. “Father and mother are asleep at this time, we waited specially for this moment, let’s do it just once!” An impatient male voice rang out. Next, the rustling sound of clothing being tugged at could be heard. At that instant, the shy woman’s voice turned puzzled, “Husband,” “Why is the bed moving?” “It’s not the bed that’s moving, it must be you, wife.” “Oh, you deadbeat, it’s really happening!” The woman, clutching her chest, twisted her husband’s arm and sat up from the bed, her complexion changing to surprise. The shaking grew stronger, the unrepaired roof shook, and straw fell, with the windows echoing the sound. The man also quickly realized what was happening, thinking it was an earth dragon rolling over, and hastily rolled off the bed, his face showing panic, “Wife, quick, it’s an earthquake, get out!” With these words, he stretched out his arms, intending to quickly carry his wife to safety. Unexpectedly, suddenly, the roof above collapsed, and a figure fell through. It landed straight into the man’s arms and then crashed down onto the bed. The man cried out in pain, his body bending, while the figure in his arms subconsciously wrapped around the man’s neck. Beneath the moonlight, a big man with untidy beard and bushy eyebrows, his eyes bulging like a bull’s, witnessed the scene and then immediately let go, cursing. “Damn it, I missed my step!” With that, he leapt up and disappeared through the hole in the roof from which he had just fallen. The couple, startled and confused, looked up to see shadows flitting across the three-foot-wide hole. All were strong figures, moving high and agile! The couple hurried outside and saw a huge moon resembling a disk overhead, illuminating the rooftops, where figures flickered and leaped, heading southwest. In the sky, streaks of Spirit Light raced like the Star River, flashing across the vast moon, all converging in the same direction. And the rumbling sound that disturbed the couple were now clear—they were the rapid beats of horse hooves. Following the sound, lights in homes a hundred meters away flickered on, awakened by the noise, and quickly spread. Looking to the end of their view, in the direction where the horse hooves thundered towards, there lay a range of not-so-tall mountains, the tallest peak merely two hundred zhang high. This mountain was known as the Five Treasures Mountain, where the Qian family of the Four Sects and Eight Families resided. At this time, inside a Dark Hall of the Qian family at Five Treasures Mountain, the lamplight flickered. Within the hall, more than twenty silhouettes were gathered beneath the flickering firelight, rendering them indistinct. Only eight individuals were seated. Out of these, four figures were seated above, their auras deep and vast. Among them was Shaking Mountain Sect’s Old Monster You. Sitting beside him was an old monster with red eyebrows and red hair, who belonged to one of the Four Sects and Eight Families, the renowned figure in Shu’s Martial World, Old Monster Wang, who reportedly vanished ten years ago, rumored to have traveled to the Central Plains, only to reappear recently at this timing, having broken through to Martial Vault. Lined up opposite these two were a man in a black robe, gaunt in stature, with an obscured visage and an eerie aura all over him. Old Monster You of the Shaking Mountain Sect and Old Immortal of the Wang family occasionally glanced at this man, whose presence gave off a chilling and strange aura that made the two old monsters uncomfortable. Sitting across from them, another person appeared far more normal, dressed in a brocaded robe with black hair and wearing a Lotus Crown, but his face was masked with a silver cover. Behind him stood a woman in red feathered clothes, her back adorned with several beautiful feathers as well, also wearing a mask. These two, according to Family Head Qian’s introduction, were strong figures from the Central Plains outside of Shu! All Martial Vault experts! As for the other four seated individuals, they were Family Heads from the remaining four families, participating in this “Defeat Chen initiative.” At the highest position sat the Family Head Qian, Qian Sanjin. Currently, inside this Dark Hall, the atmosphere appeared quite peculiar, mingled with heat and tension. “Family Head Qian, are you saying that Ninth Mountain’s Colonel possesses a Luck Spirit Root?” the gaunt, black-robed Martial Vault asked, his voice quacking like a duck, hoarse and with an accent that didn’t belong to Shu. “That’s right!” Qian Sanjin nodded, affirming. “How do you know?” “Begging pardon, but it’s not convenient for me to disclose. However, I, Qian, would not dare to deceive you elders,” Qian Sanjin bowed, his expression filled with a smile. “Hmph, you better not be lying, or offending our Venerable could mean the Qian family won’t be spared,” a woman’s stern voice sounded. The voice came from the woman standing behind the silver-masked Martial Vault, sharp and aggressive in tone. With these words, the seated Family Head Qian of the Qian family, as well as the Qian family’s Guardians behind him, had their expressions change simultaneously, revealing discomfort. Such heavy resentment. “Vermilion Bird!” “Show some manners.”

Chapter 337: 289: The Return of the Human Demon (Request for Monthly Tickets)

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