The Carefree Little Immortal (Complete) - 4

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In the eighth monster-slaying competition

, although Cui Caiting was a rogue immortal, her cultivation had reached the Flying Immortal realm of "traveling to the North Sea in the morning and to Cangwu in the evening." However, because Shui Ruo, Xiao Wan, and Xiao Xuan's cultivation was relatively shallow, they could not withstand the intense flight, so they slowed down and did not reach the Great Swamp Plain, hundreds of miles away, until the afternoon.

The group saw a town below, quite large in scale, bordered by a river to the north and a vast expanse of crisscrossing rice paddies to the southeast. Cui Caiting asked, "What place is this?"

Xue Han had been to this area before and replied, "Below is Wangze, one of the largest towns on the edge of the Daze Plain. Merchants entering Daze from the south often stop here to rest."

Cui Caiting immediately descended on her sword, landing in a secluded spot a few miles outside the city. She put away her dream-entering ability and looked down at a tavern by the roadside. She said, "Let's start our investigation from this area. I've heard that Daze is quite desolate, with few villages and towns. Let's go get something to eat first and prepare some dry food and water."

The group entered the tavern, ordered tea and rice, and while they were eating, they suddenly heard a commotion outside. The innkeeper guessed that a big order had arrived and hurriedly went out to greet them.

They saw more than twenty men rushing in from the door, all carrying weapons on their waists and backs. Most of them were heavy weapons such as hammers and axes. They were all men, and when they saw the women, their eyes lit up with surprise. Some felt ashamed and dared not look at them for long, while others stared at them without blinking, which was quite rude.

Cui Caiting, Xuehan, and Li Mengtang continued eating calmly. Feiluo seemed oblivious to everyone else, Xiaowan blushed slightly, Zhaixia bit her lip in a hint of reproach, Shuiruo's brows furrowed slightly, as if she were angry, and Xiaoxuan raised an eyebrow, about to explode.

Cui Caiting looked at him and said, "What are you doing?"

Xiaoxuan remembered the promise he had made to her before coming down the mountain and froze for a moment.

Cui Caiting said, "It's naturally not as quiet outside as on the mountain. Everyone should eat properly. If anyone causes trouble, they will be punished without exception."

Xiaoxuan had no choice but to bury his head in his food.

The group shouted to the innkeeper, "No need to ask, bring up whatever good food you have!" They sat down at five or six tables, making the tavern very crowded.

A burly man in brocade clothes with a bushy beard, seemingly their leader, sat at a nearby table, staring at Feiluo without restraint.

Xiao Xuan caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye and thought angrily, "Look at me a couple more times, and I'll turn your potato eyes into panda eyes!"

Several of the bearded man's companions noticed and raised their cups in a toast. One of them laughed, "Second Boss, this time Young Master Fang has raised the bounty again! Each skull will be worth eight taels of silver. As long as we can still make a fortune like last time, we'll be rolling in money. We won't have to worry about women then! Haha!" The others joined in with lewd laughter.

The bearded man, still staring intently at Fei Luo, practically drooling, shook his head and sighed, "Even the top courtesan at Baiyulou isn't as good as this one."

Fei Luo seemed to hear him, smiled, put down her chopsticks, turned her head, and gave the man a charming, reproachful look—truly captivating and alluring.

The men froze instantly, their muscles trembling and their souls gone.

Xiao Xuan also stood there, mouth agape, dumbfounded.

Cui Caiting suddenly said coldly, "Anyone who hurts people indiscriminately shouldn't come to Yujing with me."

A flash of murderous intent crossed Fei Luo's eyes, but she turned back, grinning, "No, I just thought those guys were quite interesting."

The men took a while to recover, and then one of them said, "By the way, I heard in town yesterday that someone killed a few Red Bone Skeletons and sent them to Zeyang City, exchanging each for fifty taels of silver."

Xiao Xuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words "Red Bone Skeletons," and he saw Xue Han and Li Mengtang exchange a glance.

"Fifty taels for one? You didn't hear wrong, did you?" The bearded man stared with wide, potato-like eyes, seemingly incredulous.

"It's absolutely true. I heard it from a friend who just came back from Zeyang City the other day. He's my best buddy since childhood, he would never lie to me."

Another said, "I heard it too. Apparently, there's someone in Zeyang City who specializes in buying those Red Skulls."

"Where did you find those Red Skulls?" the bearded man asked.

"I heard it was in the ancient military camp near Qianqiu. Second Boss, why don't we go deeper this time and see if we can find some of those good stuff? If we're lucky, we can bring back thirty or fifty of them, and then we'll go to the Immortal Pavilion in Zeyang City to have some fun. Hehe, in that paradise, you can find as many beautiful women as you want!"

"Great!" the bearded man slammed his hand on the table. "Bring plenty of food later, let's go to the ancient military camp too!" The men raised their glasses together, their faces showing excitement.

Suddenly, someone stammered, "I wonder if those red skeletons are sharp? We...we don't know if we have enough manpower?"

A rough voice next to him sneered, "Damn, scared? Then go home and hug your son. What are you afraid of following our second-in-command? You're spineless!"

The man who had spoken earlier blushed and cursed, "Better safe than sorry! Why are you so anxious about asking a few questions? If you piss me off, I'll chop you up with an axe!" The two started shouting at each other. The bearded man didn't stop them, but just clinked glasses with the others and drank heartily. His eyes kept darting towards the girls. This time, he didn't just look at Fei Luo, but also feasted his eyes on Li Mengtang and Cheng Shuoruo.

"How dare he look at Shuoruo like that..." Xiao Xuan slurped his noodles angrily, secretly plotting how to teach this ignorant guy a lesson.

After the girls finished eating, Cui Caiting instructed Li Mengtang to take Xiao Wan and Xiao Xuan to buy some dry food. The group then got up and left the tavern.

"There really is something foul in this area," Cui Caiting said.

Xue Han said, "There must be quite a few, which is why this large-scale hunt has occurred."

"And blood skeletons have appeared," Li Mengtang added with a frown.

"Blood skeletons? Are those the red bone skeletons those guys were talking about?" Xiao Xuan asked excitedly.

Li Mengtang nodded and said, "Since they're red bones and someone's collecting them, it's probably true, because blood skeleton bones are a rare magical material."

Fei Luo said, "Blood skeletons are almost impossible to form naturally, so it seems someone is indeed causing trouble here. No wonder there are so many strange phenomena in this area."

Cui Caiting pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go check out that ancient military camp. Xiao Xuan, go ask where the trench is."

Xiao Xuan got the general direction of the trench from the shopkeeper, and Cui Caiting led the group to avoid the road and used a land-based flight technique to speed away.

After passing two villages, the hills became more numerous, and the surroundings became increasingly desolate. There were no more houses or people in sight. Xuehan, who was flying at the front, suddenly stopped and stood on a rocky hill. The rest of the group immediately stopped as well.

Xiao Xuan looked around and saw broken skeletons lying among the rocks, scattered and incomplete, all missing their heads, which was quite bizarre. After counting them briefly, he exclaimed, "There are twenty or thirty of them. They've all been headless by hunters?"

Xue Han said, "Yes, and they must have run into an expert. These low-level skeletons have no power to resist."

Xiao Xuan asked curiously, "Senior Sister, how do you know?"

Li Mengshang said, "Skeletons are not stiff even when broken. The smartest and most effective way to deal with them is to break their spines. Don't you think so?"

Xiao Xuan looked carefully and indeed saw that the spines of the skeletons were either broken or fractured. He then realized, "I see."

After searching for a while, the group found nothing else, so they continued to rush forward. After only ten miles or so, they found one after another headless skeletons, and the number was increasing. They were all surprised.

Li Mengshang said as she ran, "I didn't expect so many people to come here to hunt skeletons."

Xiao Xuan, who had wanted to show off his skills, was slightly disappointed that someone else had beaten him to it. "It seems we won't find any live skeletons."

Xiao Wan chuckled beside her, "Are there any living skeletons?"

Xiao Xuan argued vehemently, "A moving skeleton is alive."

Suddenly, Shui Ruo, ahead, coldly said, "Xiao Wan, haven't you heard? There's been a time when a dead person suddenly climbed out of their coffin because of an argument. Since the dead can be alive, what's so strange about a living skeleton?"

Xiao Wan smiled and said, "Hmm, I understand."

Xiao Xuan didn't dare to reply and kept running, but felt a strange sense of joy in his heart.

Xue Han, who was running at the front, suddenly stopped, staring at the dense bushes ahead with a solemn expression.

The others behind her also stopped, and they all smelled a nauseating, foul odor. Fei Luo murmured, "There must be something strange here..." She walked diagonally to a spot and stopped in front of several large trees covered with vines.

Xiao Xuan hurriedly followed and asked, "Thirty-third Uncle, is something wrong here?"

Fei Luo pointed ahead and said, "Pull these vines apart."

Xiao Xuan shook his arm, and the Eight-Clawed Fiery Dragon Whip flew out from his sleeve like a rainbow. In a few strokes, it shredded and tore apart the thick, tangled vines. Suddenly, a thick, almost tangible stench rushed towards him, making him stagger and feel nauseous.

"Ah!" Shui Ruo behind him exclaimed in surprise, her delicate body stiffening.

It turned out that in the middle of several large trees, there was a circular pool made of thousands of human heads, filled with thick, almost congealed dark red blood. Countless sticky internal organs, which looked like hearts, livers, intestines, etc., floated on the surface.

Everyone's faces turned extremely pale. Xiao Wan trembled and said, "What...what is this?"

Fei Luo was a master of formations. At a glance, she vaguely understood and stared intently, saying, "It's an evil energy field." "

A Gathering Resentment and Binding Spirit Formation?" Li Mengtang asked hesitantly.

"Hmm, no wonder I heard people say that Fairy Qingni is knowledgeable and has a vast knowledge base," Fei Luo said admiringly.

Li Mengtang nodded and said, "Those are just other people's jokes, Martial Aunt, please don't take them seriously."

"Let's go, let's go and see other places. If there is another blood pool like this seven miles away in the Gen position, it is probably the Gathering Resentment and Binding Spirit Array." After Fei Luo finished speaking, she took the lead and leaped out.

The others followed with their land-based flying techniques.

Xiao Xuan suddenly remembered that Shui Ruo was most afraid of these things. He turned his head and saw that she was pale and dazed. He quickly slowed down and whispered, "Third Senior Sister, don't stand too close later."

Shui Ruo continued to run quickly, and after a while, she nodded almost indistinctly.

Xiao Xuan couldn't help but say again, "Last...last night I...I..."

Shui Ruo glanced at him and glared at him fiercely.

Xiao Xuan was so frightened that he quickly shut his mouth and buried his head as he rushed forward.

The jungle became denser and denser, and there was no way to go. Half an incense stick later, the group indeed found another terrifying blood pool, identical to the one they had found about seven li away in the Gen direction.

"What exactly is this 'Gathering Resentment and Binding Spirit Array'?" Cui Caiting asked.

Fei Luo replied, "Ninth Senior Sister, the Gathering Resentment and Binding Spirit Array is an evil array that demonizes the remains of the dead. It's a secret technique of the Root Sect. It hasn't appeared for hundreds of years since the Skeleton Ancestor was besieged by the immortals and killed by the Recluse of Juku Continent, Fenxu."

Cui Caiting said, "It seems things are indeed not simple. Someone is using this ancient battlefield to wreak havoc."

Xiao Wan asked, "Could it be that the skulls that were hunted were used to build this kind of blood pool?"

"No, skeletons have absolutely no flesh and skin," Fei Luo shook her head and said, "but the human heads used to build these blood pools still have skin and flesh. Judging from the degree of decay, they haven't been there for more than three months."

Xiao Wan suppressed her nausea and looked over. Sure enough, those heads were very different from the white skeletons she had encountered along the way. Although they were decaying, the flesh and skin were still there, and some even had eyeballs hanging down from their faces. Her face was ashen as she said, "Could it be that someone is hunting living people and using their... heads to..."

Xue Han's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she said calmly, "That is undoubtedly true. Someone is using the heads, blood, and internal organs of living people to perform evil magic to corrupt the remains in this area."

"Each blood pool receives evil power from the main pool at the center of the formation, then demonizes the skeletons within a radius of several miles. This place was once an ancient battlefield, with countless remains, making it the perfect place to perform this evil magic." Fei Luo paused for a moment, then continued, "The skeletons we saw along the way were mostly demonized by these blood pools, but we don't know who killed them."

Cui Caiting pondered and asked, "How many blood pools are in a Gathering Resentment and Binding Spirit Formation?"

Fei Luo said, "It depends on the skill of the formation setter and the size of the main pool. Small ones are no more than three or five, while large ones can reach hundreds or thousands, completely covering the entire Daze Plain."

Li Mengtang gasped, "Not counting anything else, just the remains of those 400,000 slaughtered surrendered soldiers, if they were all successfully demonized, would be an unimaginable catastrophe."

Xiao Xuan blurted out, "Then let's quickly destroy all these blood pools and thwart their evil plan!"

Fei Luo smiled at him and shook her head.

"Pig brain!" Shui Ru cursed inwardly, then couldn't help but say, "If there are hundreds or thousands of blood pools here, when will we ever be able to destroy them all? Since they all receive their evil power from the main pool, wouldn't it be enough if we just destroyed the main pool?"

Cui Caiting nodded slightly, and Fei Luo smiled, "Shui Ru is so clever."

Xiao Xuan slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "That makes sense! Great idea! Why didn't I think of that?" He looked at the beautiful woman expectantly, smiling ingratiatingly, hoping she would smile at him too, even if it was just a weak smile.

Shui Ru snorted softly and turned her face away.

Cui Caiting looked at Fei Luo and asked, "Can you find the location of the main pool?"

Fei Luo said, "Let's try, follow me." Before she finished speaking, she had already leaped up again, heading towards the next Gen position based on this point.

"Huh? There's a lake here," Fei Luo said.

A small lake, as green as jade, appeared before them, lying quietly in the embrace of the forest, its surface as smooth as a mirror.

"Look, look! There's an island in the middle of the lake! It's so beautiful!" Xiao Wan exclaimed.

As they approached, they saw a high, blue-green platform standing on the island. A building stood on it, with flowing eaves and flying tiles, serene and elegant, but lifeless. Many parts had collapsed, and vines hung everywhere.

Xiao Xuan asked curiously, "What is this place? It looks unusual."

No one answered. Shui Ruo, with her sharp eyes, pointed and said, "There seems to be a bridge over there."

The group circled the lake, and as their angle changed, they gradually saw a suspension bridge extending from the platform on the island, connecting to the dense forest on the opposite bank.

"Let's go to the island and take a look," Cui Caiting said, rushing towards the bridgehead.

Suddenly, they vaguely heard a strange noise, interspersed with shouts, and quickly followed the sound.

Passing through a dense thicket, the view opened up before them, revealing dozens of soldiers and over a hundred skeletons locked in fierce combat on the open ground at the bridgehead—a scene both spectacular and bizarre.

Although the skeletons were numerous, they were all unarmed, relying only on their claws and teeth, clearly the lowest level of skeleton spirits.

The soldiers, on the other hand, were fully armed, wearing iron helmets and heavy leather armor, carrying round shields. Their weapons were not the common hiltless swords, but uniformly short axes. They maintained a disciplined formation throughout the fierce battle, calm yet ruthless, and despite their smaller numbers, they held the upper hand.

Xue Han stared intently, noticing that the round shields held by the soldiers all had a fierce-looking tiger's head cast on the front, and said, "They are tiger-headed shield bearers from the Imperial Army."

Li Mengtang said, "These shield bearers must have been instructed by a master; they've all replaced their swords with axes, which are more effective against skeletons, and they know their weaknesses perfectly."

Seeing that the soldiers were indeed targeting the skeletons' spines, chopping one down with just a few axe strokes, Xiao Xuan shook his head and said, "It's just a massacre." A wave of disappointment washed over him; it seemed he wouldn't be able to show off his skills again.

At the bridgehead, about a dozen soldiers remained unmoved, standing side-by-side protecting a handsome young man. He wore a brocade robe, a jade crown, thick eyebrows, bright eyes, and slightly dark skin. His expression was calm, yet he exuded an air of quiet authority, standing there with his hands behind his back, radiating an undeniable air of noble elegance.

Skeletons fell one after another, leaving only a few dozen pitiful skeletons hopping about, utterly fearless, still instinctively and frantically attacking the intruders who had entered their territory.

Fei Luo said, "The skeletons here have not only attracted the hunting of adventure teams, but also the encirclement and suppression of government troops. It seems they won't amount to much. If there aren't many blood skeletons, we can simply ignore them."

Cui Caiting said, "We'll just destroy the main pool. The remaining evil spirits can be cleaned up by the government troops and demon hunters. Let's go, let's continue searching for the main pool."

Just as everyone was about to leave, they suddenly heard a loud snapping sound of branches breaking. They saw hundreds of skeletons suddenly leap out of the dense forest opposite them, their momentum overwhelming. The formation of the swordsmen was momentarily disrupted, and four or five soldiers were knocked to the ground, letting out chilling screams.

The young man in brocade robes next to them shouted loudly, clearly directing the government troops to remain calm and restore their formation.

Xiao Xuan immediately perked up and said to Cui Caiting, "Master, can I go help them?"

Cui Caiting saw that the swordsmen had quickly regained their footing and was about to refuse, but seeing his eagerness, she finally nodded.

Xiao Xuan was overjoyed. With a strange cry, he leaped out like a giant bird. In mid-air, his crimson whip spun like a dragon from his sleeve, instantly piercing through the body of a skeleton. He swung his arm back, scattering bones everywhere.

Two skeletons sprang up, grabbing upwards, but their four bony arms snapped instantly by the Eight-Clawed Fiery Dragon Whip. Then, with two sharp cracks, they too shattered into countless bones, some still burning.

Xiao Xuan landed, whipping his whip around, clearing a large space. He then tucked the whip back into his sleeve with imposing grandeur, standing proudly with a sidestep. One of the skeletons, spinning wildly, finally came to a stop, then suddenly snapped in two at the waist with a crack, falling to the ground like a broken body.

The young man in brocade robes watching from the sidelines looked on in astonishment.

"Wow! That's amazing!" Wan'er clapped her hands and exclaimed, "So powerful? Go Xiao Xuan!"

The young man in brocade robes turned his gaze and saw the group of beautiful women who looked like celestial beings. His eyes lit up immediately.

Xiao Xuan glanced over and saw Shui Ru staring blankly at him, a surge of joy and smugness washing over him.

But the skeletons knew no fear, nor did they show any mercy, and didn't let him bask in his glory for long, continuing their roaring, surging surge.

Xiao Xuan quickly cracked his whip, wielding it with the speed and power of a rainbow, soaring through the air like flames. With almost every strike, a skeleton shattered or felled, as if he were in an empty field.

The tiger-headed swordsmen, now reinforced, became even more ferocious and unstoppable, felling dozens more skeletons in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the brocade-robed young master raised an arm, made a gesture, and shouted something.

The swordsmen immediately retreated, adopting a defensive stance, slowly withdrawing from the arena to form a protective circle around the brocade-robed young master.

Xiao Xuan thought to himself, "What the hell... Are they blaming me for stealing their thunder? They want me to deal with all these skeletons by myself? Humph, does this little saint think he's afraid?" He roused himself, channeling his inner fire energy, and felt the Fiery Dragon Whip in his hand dance more and more smoothly, with exhilarating freedom.

The young man in the brocade robe loosened his collar, tossed off his robe, and took a long, black staff from his subordinate. He swiftly swept it past the swordsmen, leaping into the center of the arena, shouting, "Begin!" He swung the staff down with thunderous force, smashing a skeleton's head in two.

Xiao Xuan was slightly taken aback, but then saw him spin and sweep, cleaving another skeleton in half at the waist, shouting, "Two to zero!" He then realized the young man wanted to challenge him. His competitive spirit surged, and he lashed out at the skeleton, eager to test his skills.

The two fought fiercely, their movements like leaves in a whirlwind. Crackling sounds rang out, bones scattered everywhere, and the skeletons were almost no match for him.

Xiao Xuan wielded a divine weapon of the immortals, and after a moment took the lead, triumphantly shouting, "Nine to six!"

The young master, unwilling to fall behind, unleashed his inner energy, slashing and sweeping with incredible force. Each swing of his staff seemed to carry the sound of wind and thunder, its power astonishing, and in the blink of an eye, he had caught up in the number of monsters killed.

Fei Luo said, "Not bad, this kid's skill is not bad."

Xue Han said, "His staff technique is also quite good, but why does it look so familiar..."

Seeing him gradually catching up, Xiao Xuan's eyes darted around, a wicked idea forming in his mind. He swiftly lashed out

with his whip at the skeleton the young master was about to strike, wrapping it around its arm and pulling it away. The young master missed his target, looking back to see the skeleton already whipped into a ball of fire by Xiao Xuan. Slightly stunned, he roared angrily, "You stole my monsters!" He leaped to Xiao Xuan's side and thrust at the skeleton in front of him.

Xiao Xuan spun his arm around the skull, swung it through the air, and lashed it in two with a whip, grinning, "You think you can beat me?"

The young master roared, "We'll see!" Refusing to back down, he fought back fiercely.

But Xiao Xuan's Eight-Clawed Flaming Dragon Whip was over two zhang long, and he was skilled at capturing and binding, making him extremely agile in snatching monsters. Before long, the gap between the two had widened to thirty-nine to twenty-six.

Seeing the situation was turning against them, the soldiers around them shouted angrily, "Damn it! Stealing monsters, daring to cheat in front of the young marquis!" "How dare you bully our young marquis Fang! We'll tear you to pieces later!" "You brat! You're asking for death!"

Xiao Xuan didn't take them seriously and said to the young marquis Fang, "So you're a high-ranking official. Why don't we stop competing and just give me an order to admit defeat?"

The young marquis Fang's eyes blazed with fury, and he roared at the side, "Shut up, all of you!"

Xiao Xuan smiled, "You have some spirit, but your skills are just so-so." He wielded his whip with increasing ease and grace, showing off with a golden bell inverted pose, sending two skeleton whips flying as they missed.

Sweat beaded on the young marquis Fang's forehead. Seeing that the remaining skeletons were dwindling, he grew anxious, suddenly let out a cold snort, and stopped, sheathing his whip.

Xiao Xuan landed and saw him in a meditative state, and couldn't help but wonder, "So he's given up? Hmm, the gap is so big, there's no way he can catch up." Just as he finished thinking this, he suddenly saw Young Master Fang raise an arm, two fingers holding a strange, dark talisman, flicking it through the air. The talisman suddenly ignited and shot out like a meteor.

Xiao Xuan was surprised and doubtful: "This kid actually knows how to use talismans?" Suddenly, he saw seven or eight black shadows silently dart out from the void, some on horseback, others on foot, as fierce as if they were about to charge into battle. Their bodies were covered in spiky patterns, and before he could even get a clear look, they had already swept past the skeletons and disappeared in a flash. The

previously lively skeletons suddenly froze, incredibly strange.

"Huh? An ambush talisman..." Fei Luo beside him looked surprised.

With a crisp "crack," a skeleton suddenly split open, followed by the rest of the skeletons shattering and falling to the ground like pieces.

In the blink of an eye, not a single skeleton remained standing on the field.

Young Master Fang tossed his staff aside, turned around with his hands behind his back, and smiled at the dumbfounded Xiao Xuan, saying, "Forty-seven to forty-six, sorry, you lost."

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Xiao Xuan's handsome face flushed red. He carefully counted and, sure enough, he had lost by one. Furious, he shouted, "That doesn't count! You cheated with a talisman! Let's find a skeleton and rematch!"

The soldiers around him clamored, "Pah! You lost and you still won't admit it!" "Damn it, you brat, try arguing again, I've wanted to beat you up for ages!" "Our Young Master Fang is a disciple of immortals, with superb martial arts and great supernatural powers. You're far inferior!"

Xiao Xuan roared in anger, his sword-like eyebrows twitching, and brandished his whip, ready to take on the fifty or sixty tiger-headed swordsmen one-on-one.

Young Master Fang gestured to quell the commotion and smiled at Xiao Xuan, saying, "Young hero, all's fair in war, especially when it comes to clever tactics. Besides, you're using a divine weapon and you got to the monster first, so it's not unreasonable for me to use a talisman, is it?"

Xiao Xuan was speechless, thinking that he had indeed gained a considerable advantage by using the Eight-Clawed Fiery Dragon Whip.

"Are you a disciple of Zhaixingzi?" Cui Caiting suddenly asked from the front of the dense forest.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Fang hurriedly turned to the ladies and bowed, saying, "Master Zhaixing is indeed my master. May I ask which immortals you are?"

"No wonder you have the ambush talisman, I remember now..." Feiluo laughed, "You are the disciple of Senior Brother Zhaixing who became a high-ranking official, Fang... Fang what? Then come over and kowtow quickly." Pointing to Cui Caiting, she said, "She is your Senior Uncle Ruyi. As for me, I am Feiluo. Have you heard of me?"

Young Master Fang was overjoyed and immediately knelt down and kowtowed, respectfully saying, "Disciple Fang Shaolin pays respects to Ninth Senior Uncle and Thirty-Third Senior Uncle." It turned out that he was the grandson of Fang Shangshao, a famous marquis of the Sun and Moon Dynasty, and the son of Fang Baijun, the former magistrate of Daze. Because his grandfather and grandfather had both made extremely high contributions and had passed away, he had inherited the title of First-Class Marquis of Zhongjing and was also appointed as the magistrate of Daze.

Cui Caiting woke him up and asked, "Where is your master now?"

Fang Shaolin replied, "My master said that I have shallow roots and shallow blessings, and have no affinity for the immortal path. He left Zeyang two years ago and went on a journey. I don't know where he is now."

Zhaixingzi was the eleventh among the third-generation disciples of the Xuanjiao Sect. He was most skilled in talisman-making and was a top talisman refiner among the wandering immortals of the mortal realm. The ambush talisman that Fang Shaolin used just now was a secret talisman that he had made himself.

Cui Caiting said, "These are all your fellow disciples. Take this opportunity to get to know them."

Fang Shaolin greeted them one by one. He had long heard of Xue Han and Li Mengtang's reputations and was both surprised and delighted, repeatedly saying, "Please give me your guidance, senior sisters."

Cui Caiting called over Xiao Xuan and said to Fang Shaolin, "This is your senior brother, Cui Xiao Xuan. Don't take what happened earlier to heart."

Fang Shaolin was slightly older than Xiao Xuan, but because their master, Zhai Xingzi, was ranked after Cui Caiting, he should address Xiao Xuan as his senior brother and bowed. He said, "I offended you just now, senior brother. Please forgive me."

Xiao Xuan was magnanimous and saw that he was very humble and had no airs of an official, so he felt a good impression of him. He blinked and said, "What kind of talisman did you use just now? It managed to kill more than twenty skeletons at once."

Fang Shaolin said, "It was an ambush talisman. I did take advantage of the situation just now."

Xiao Xuan stretched out his hand: "Alright, quickly give me a few as a tribute, and I won't blame you."

Cui Caiting scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about!" She dismissed Xiao Xuan and turned to ask Fang Xiao... Lord Marquis: "What exactly is going on in this area?"

Fang Shaolin replied: "Since August or September of last year, strange things have been happening frequently in the Great Swamp. First, merchants who had been passing by mysteriously disappeared, and then it escalated to the point that surrounding villages were attacked one after another, causing chaos and unrest. So, I sent people into the swamp to investigate, only to find that it was plagued by filth. We then mobilized troops to the swamp to encircle and exterminate it. Fearing that some might have escaped, we also issued a proclamation offering a reward, recruiting masters from all over the country to hunt them down. Now, it has been very effective, and the number of skeletons in the Great Swamp has decreased significantly." "I estimate it won't be long before we can clean up all this filth."

Fei Luo said, "I see. But you're a bit too bold. As the magistrate of the Great Swamp, you only brought a few dozen soldiers to venture this deep into the swamp."

Fang Shaolin laughed, "Uncle, don't worry. There are still five hundred men stationed at Old Vine Slope, eighty miles away. Besides, my sixty Tiger Head Swordsmen are all elites, handpicked from the best. I personally trained them. Even if two or three hundred more skeletons came, they wouldn't be a match for them."

"But you shouldn't come in alone. What if something goes wrong..." Li Mengtang said with concern. For some reason, she felt uneasy after entering the Great Swamp.

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Sister," Fang Shaolin said. "I recently heard that Blood Skulls have appeared in this area. I thought they would be excellent materials for refining talismans, and it would be a pity if someone else took them for free. Hehe, so I couldn't resist coming in myself."

Shui Ruoxin thought to herself, "This person is probably like Xiao Xuan, an incurable collector..."

"Have you found any Blood Skulls yet?" Xiao Xuan asked hurriedly, as the bones of Blood Skulls also made his mouth water.

"No," Fang Shaolin said dejectedly, "I've been searching for three days without even seeing a shadow of one. But then I found this small lake, and the island in the middle of the lake looked quite strange. Just as I was about to go up and take a look, this group of skeletons came running. Although there are many of them, unfortunately, there isn't a single Blood Skull among them."

Cui Caiting said, "This island is indeed a bit strange. Let's go up and take a look. Shaolin, the suspension bridge is rotten and might break at any time. Your men shouldn't go up."

Fang Shaolin then ordered the swordsmen to rest on the spot and bandage and treat the wounded.

Cui Caiting led the group in a coordinated land-based leaping technique, carefully skimming across the swaying, dilapidated suspension bridge and ascending to the high platform on the island.

Xiao Xuan looked around, "It seems like there's no one here."

The platform was silent, except for a three-story building, pavilions, a well, and other structures. Everywhere were ruins, the ground paved with pale green stone slabs, the cracks filled with clumps of lush green weeds. Ancient banyan trees, verdant and verdant, grew around the edge of the platform, a cool breeze blowing, creating an atmosphere of ancient grandeur.

"It's beautiful, but also strange," Xiao Wan said.

Upon reaching the island, the unease that had been lingering in Li Mengtang's heart vanished without a trace, leaving her secretly surprised.

Fei Luo carefully observed her surroundings, a slight look of astonishment appearing on her jade-like face.

The group arrived at the building and saw a half-broken plaque hanging crookedly above the main gate, only the last character "台" (platform) visible.

Climbing the steps, passing through the front courtyard, and entering another gate, they were greeted by a magnificent and imposing palace.

The main hall was empty, with tall, fragmented statues standing evenly spaced around it. Some reached waist-high, some had only legs, and some only had half a bare foot remaining. The center was even more spacious, except for a blue-green stone platform, its surface mottled and uneven, as if something had once existed there but had been completely removed.

What was even stranger was that, although everything was dilapidated and incomplete, it was spotless, without a single cobweb, and it instilled a strange sense of awe in people.

"How strange, why do I feel... feel very..." Xiao Wan hesitated.

"Very comfortable, isn't it?" Fang Shaolin continued.

Xiao Xuanli said, "Yes, yes, yes, what's going on?"

Li Mengtang looked at Fei Luo, frowning, and said, "It seems like..."

Fei Luo slowly walked to the center of the giant hall, looked down at the ground, and suddenly said, "There is a remnant of an array here. Although it has been destroyed eight or nine-tenths, it is still working." "

What kind of working?" Xue Han asked.

"The reason everyone feels comfortable is because this incomplete formation is gathering essence from an unknown source and transmitting it to where I'm standing." Fei Luo lifted her skirt and leaped onto the green platform in the center of the hall.

Xiao Xuan ran over and jumped onto the platform as well, immediately feeling refreshed and cleansed. He exclaimed, "Wow, it really is! Standing here is even more comfortable!" Suddenly, he noticed that the ground around the platform was engraved with many smooth lines, arranged in a pleasing and mysterious way, forming a series of profound and eerie images. He was suddenly puzzled.

Cui Caiting asked, "What kind of formation is it?"

Fei Luo shook her head and said, "I don't know. This formation is neither Tai Chi nor the Four Symbols, nor the Eight Trigrams or the Nine Palaces, nor is it related to the heavens or constellations."

Everyone was secretly surprised. She was a top-tier formation master in the mortal realm, yet she couldn't recognize it. This showed how rare and extraordinary this formation was.

Fei Luo continued, "I recognize the few remaining fragments of the array outside the building. They are all supreme arrays for subduing evil and demons, but I didn't expect them to still be breached and the main array destroyed."

Fang Shaolin asked curiously, "Are there any arrays outside? I didn't see any."

Xiao Wan, who was next to him, smiled and said, "Some arrays are good at concealing themselves, even hiding among the grass and trees. If you haven't learned them, it's naturally difficult to find them."

The two stood very close. Shao Lin turned to look at her, his starry eyes brightening. He bowed exaggeratedly and said respectfully, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sister. I will have much to learn from

you in the future." Xiao Wan was taken aback, her pretty face slightly flushed. "No need to be so polite. Feel free to ask me anything, but I also have many questions."

Li Mengtang suddenly said, "I heard the Commander say that after Fen Xu subdued the Skeleton Ancestor, before returning to Juku Continent, he visited the Great Swamp. He was very worried about the 400,000 lingering vengeful spirits. It is said that he set up a large restriction in this area. Could it be this array?"

Fei Luo pondered. "I've heard this legend too, but no one can confirm it... However, it's said that the Burning Void Hermit's cultivation is unique, neither Zen, nor Chan, nor Dao, nor Xuan. This formation is so mysterious, it does seem to fit that description."

Cui Caiting frowned and said, "If this is indeed the restriction set up by Burning Void, its power must be extraordinary. Now that it's been destroyed, the person who broke it must have had malicious intentions, and must also be..."

Fei Luo continued, "And must have had astonishing cultivation. Someone suddenly set up an evil formation in the Great Swamp, causing demons to proliferate. This might really be related to the destruction of this place. We must not be careless." "

But the several groups of people I sent out have all made rapid progress, and so far I haven't found any powerful demons," Fang Shaolin said.

Xue Han said, "Didn't they say blood skeletons have appeared recently?"

Fang Shaolin said, "That's right, but there can't be many. Only one demon-hunting team has ever captured a few. By the way, it's said they were encountered at an ancient military camp near Qianqiu. It's not far from here, shall we go and take a look?"

Cui Caiting nodded and said, "Yes, blood skeletons must be refined by demonic magic to be generated. Let's start by investigating them. If we still can't find them, we'll have to follow those blood pools one by one to find the main pool of the evil array."

"What blood pool?" Fang Shaolin kept pestering Xiao Wan as they walked...

The group searched the second and third floors again, but found nothing else, so they went downstairs. Xiao Xuan was still in a daze, not even understanding what he was confused about.

"Xiao Xuan, what's wrong with you?" Li Mengtang asked softly beside him.

Xiao Xuan mumbled incoherently, "I feel like I've seen that pattern somewhere before..."

"What?" Li Mengtang was puzzled.

Xiao Xuan mumbled incoherently, unable to articulate anything clearly.

Leaving the island, Li Mengtang felt a sudden pang in her chest, her mind uneasy once more. She glanced around; apart from Xiao Xuan, everyone else seemed fine. Thinking it over, she suddenly remembered that she had always felt this startled and terrified whenever she was about to encounter a powerful demon, though never with such intensity.

"The ancient military camp is just ahead," Fang Shaolin pointed to a gray bulge on the horizon.

Cui Caiting and her group used their land-based flight technique to speed away, leaving the fifty-odd tiger-headed swordsmen far behind.

"Hey, I have to say your troops are pathetic. Dozens of men and not even a horse," Xiao Xuan said, dizzy and trying to shake off his worries by talking to someone.

Fang Shaolin said, "No way...we're here to fight skeletons. If a horse sees this filth, it'll throw us off."

Xiao Xuan said, "That just shows your skills are still shallow. Do you know there's a very basic, easiest-to-make talisman called 'Guardian Spirit'? Anyone, human or animal, can be protected from ghosts and spirits just by sticking it on their body."

Fang Shaolin said, "I've heard of it. Do you know how to make it?"

Xiao Xuan glared at him and said, "I didn't study this. Don't tell me you really don't know how."

Fang Shaolin told the truth, "I don't know how."

"Heavens! Uncle Zhaixing is a famous talisman refiner. You're not being too...you know what, are you?" Xiao Xuan said mischievously.

Fang Shaolin was a little embarrassed: "He really thought I was slow-witted, and only taught me for a little over a year before abandoning me."

Xiao Xuan looked at him strangely and sighed, "You really can't judge a book by its cover! I misjudged you!"

The young marquis was furious and about to explode when he suddenly heard someone chuckle beside him. Xiao Wan said, "Then how come you have such a powerful ambush talisman?"

Fang Shaolin immediately calmed down and said happily, "That was left to me by my master. Besides the ambush talisman, there are many other fun and magical talismans. I'll show them to you sometime, if you want?"

Xiao Wan smiled and said, "Okay, don't forget."

As they approached, a huge military camp built of earth and wood gradually became clear. The walls of the camp were still high, but the earth and wood were bare, and there were no flags.

"Huh! Why are there so many people?" Xiao Wan said.

The ancient military camp was teeming with people, in groups of three or five.

Fang Shaolin gazed intently into the distance and chuckled, "They're all those self-organized demon-hunting teams. They must have heard about the Blood Skull here and rushed over."

Cui Caiting and her group slowed their pace and headed towards the camp. Before they even reached the gate, someone recognized Fang Shaolin and hurriedly went to greet him and bow. The news spread quickly, and soon all sorts of people from inside and outside the camp gathered around, numbering as many as two or three hundred. Among them were monks, Taoists, and laypeople; some were fierce and ruthless, some were shrewd and experienced, and some were unfathomable. Judging from their demeanor, they were all extraordinary individuals from all over the land.

"Is it really Young Master Fang? Tsk tsk tsk! Truly dashing!" someone flattered.

"How could it be fake? Such a dashing figure, besides our Young Master Fang, who else in the world could it be!" someone echoed loudly.

"Oh dear! This area is quite dangerous. Why did you come in personally, Young Master?" someone asked obsequiously.

Fang Shaolin smiled and said loudly, "It is precisely because this place is not peaceful that I have come here to see what kind of evil dares to wreak havoc on the world under the clear sky!"

"Young Marquis, you disregard your safety and work tirelessly; this is what it means to be devoted to the people!"

"A young hero, your reputation is well-deserved!"

"No wonder the martial arts world says, 'A son should be like Sun Quan; today we look to Young Marquis Fang!' Ah..." Immediately, praises and flattery rose from the surrounding crowd.

Fang Shaolin pressed his palm down to suppress the noise and said in a measured tone, "You have all come from afar to rid the people of evil, haven't you? As the official in charge of the Great Swamp, how could I dare to seek comfort!" He paused for a moment and continued, "Everyone has worked hard; how was the harvest this time?" "

Thanks to the Young Marquis's might, our Iron Blood Alliance has only been in the Great Swamp for one day, and we have already killed more than two hundred skeletons!" someone shouted excitedly.

"Hehe, our Celestial Masters Sect has already surpassed three hundred." Someone retorted, not to be outdone.

"No way, now there are too many monks and not enough porridge, and it's extremely difficult to find demons. We haven't seen a single one in dozens of miles." Someone else expressed great dissatisfaction

. "The fewer demons there are, doesn't that mean we've succeeded in exorcising evil? I think it won't be long before this place is completely peaceful. This is all

thanks to our young Marquis Fang's summons." Someone never forgot to sing praises. "This kid is quite imposing..." Xiao Xuan looked at Fang Shaolin, who stood proudly with his hands behind his back, and asked Li Mengtang beside him, "Second Senior Sister, what kind of petty official is the Daze Ling? Why are these people trembling with fear?"

Mengtang smiled and said, "The Daze Ling is just a petty official who holds military and political power over the five cities and nineteen towns of the Daze Plain. It is said that the Tiger Head Army, which is famous throughout the country, has a branch stationed here and is also under his command. It's just sixteen thousand heavily armed swordsmen."

Xiao Xuan was dumbfounded.

In the tenth massacre,

Fang Shaolin once again suppressed the flood of flattery and loudly asked, "Heroes, has anyone managed to kill a Blood... Crimson Bone Skeleton?"

The surrounding area immediately fell silent. The heroes exchanged bewildered glances, and after a long while, someone cursed, "Damn it! Someone must be playing a trick on us, spreading rumors. There aren't even many of those broken skeletons here, let alone Crimson Bone Skeletons!"

Then many people joined in the cursing, clearly none of them had managed to kill a Blood Skull.

"Yeah, we were the first ones here, and we only managed to kill twenty or thirty broken skeletons!"

"We haven't found a single one! We should never have come. We've traveled over a hundred miles for nothing! Damn it!"

"If I find out who spread this false information, I'll squeeze their balls to mush!"

The women all frowned, but Xiao Xuan seemed quite intrigued, listening with great interest.

Fang Shaolin was disappointed and could only say, "The news might not be false. Maybe those Red Bone Skeletons heard we were coming and ran away in a panic. We mustn't let our guard down. Tomorrow we'll find another place to continue our search!" He

added a few more words of reassurance and dismissed the group.

He walked up to Cui Caiting and her group, shrugging, "We've come all this way for nothing. There are no Blood Skulls here."

Fei Luo said, "The only solution now is to find the main pool based on the layout of those blood pools."

Cui Caiting nodded, gazing at the sunset, and said, "It's getting late. Let's find a quiet place to rest for now and make plans tomorrow."

At this moment, the fifty-odd swordsmen had arrived, and Fang Shaolin ordered them to set up camp near the ancient military camp.

Cui Caiting and Fei Luo led the disciples to a secluded spot on a hillside to rest, and started a fire to cook.

"Second Senior Sister, Xiao Xuan seemed a bit absent-minded after we came out of that island," Shui Ruo asked quietly, sitting by the fire next to Li Mengtang.

Mengtang pondered, "I also found it strange..." She looked around; the surroundings were already pitch black, except for the flickering fires inside and outside the ancient military camp—the campfires lit by the heroes who had spent the night. Suddenly, the inexplicable unease in her heart seemed to intensify.

"You...you didn't ask him what happened?" Shui Ruo poked the fire with a twig, cautiously continuing to ask.

Li Mengtang said, "I did ask, but he was dazed and seemed to be talking in his sleep. Hmm, I'll ask him again later." Suddenly, as if remembering something, she turned her head and said, "Why don't you ask him yourself?"

Shui Ruo was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly said, "I will ask later, but he's always like that, always acting crazy, so it's better not to ask."

Mengtang stared at her and said, "You two are always arguing at home, why haven't you said a single word today?" Xiao Wan

, who was standing nearby, heard this and chimed in with a grin, "Yeah, it's a bit strange. I haven't heard Third Senior Sister call him 'pig head' all day."

Shui Ruo said in a panic, "Yes, yes...yes, he did talk, but he's probably been running around all day, so he's been quieter." "

Is the soup ready?" Xiao Xuan came out of the darkness carrying a large pile of dry firewood, scattering it on the ground with a "clatter," and clapped his hands, saying, "I found so much again, it should be enough to burn all night."

"It'll be ready soon, sit down and rest." Zhaixia said, stirring the boiling soup in the pot with a wooden spoon, the aroma filling the air.

"It smells so good! What's in there?" Xiaoxuan sat down casually, squeezing between Shui Ruo and Xiao Wan.

"There's wood ear mushrooms, straw mushrooms, bamboo shoots, and your favorite tofu skin," Zhaixia said with a smile. These delicacies were specially brought from the mountain.

"Wonderful! I'm starving!" Xiaoxuan swallowed hard. Xiao Wan scolded

, "There's so much space over there, why are you squeezing in here?"

"It's windy at night, it's warmer to be squeezed together," Xiaoxuan said with a grin, glancing at Shui Ruo.

Shui Ruo suddenly stood up, coldly saying, "I'm very hot." She lifted her skirt and sat down opposite her.

Xiaoxuan felt a little bored and waited silently for the meal to start.

"When did you make Third Senior Sister angry?" Xiao Wan asked quietly.

Suddenly, a torch flickered, and Fang Shaolin arrived with two soldiers. He bowed to Cui Caiting and said with a smile, "These are some dishes and wine brought from town. Please make do with them, Uncle-Master, Uncle-Master, and all the senior brothers and sisters."

The two soldiers brought out a large plate and placed it in the middle of the group. It contained stuffed beef, braised pork hock, and a small jar of wine.

"Wow!" Xiao Xuan exclaimed, delighted. "You're so sensible!" He grabbed a braised pork hock and began to eat heartily.

"Ew... the soup smells so good!" Fang Shaolin looked at the bubbling soup in the pot and froze on the spot.

Fei Luo smiled and said, "Why don't you eat here?"

Fang Shaolin quickly agreed, ordered the two soldiers to go back, and quickly looked around before sitting down on the other side where Xia Xiaowan was sitting. He looked up and met Xiao Xuan's fierce gaze. He blinked nonchalantly and flashed a bright smile.

Xia Xiaowan, in the middle, hugged her knees and huddled up. Her pretty face suddenly seemed to flush, making her even more charming in the red firelight.

The soup was finally ready, and Zhaixia picked up a bowl and spoon to serve it to everyone.

Xiaowan took out a large bag of steamed buns she had bought at noon from her pouch, untied it, and placed it in the middle for everyone to help themselves.

Fang Shaolin diligently served soup to Zhaixia, subtly ladling a bowl for Xiaowan.

Xiaoxuan noticed and remembered that Shuiruo liked straw mushrooms, so when no one was looking, he quickly grabbed a handful for her.

Unexpectedly, Shuiruo angrily retorted, "Can't I take some myself?!" and gave all the straw mushrooms in her bowl to Zhaixia next to her.

Zhaixia drank the soup and ate the steamed buns, her dark eyes darting back and forth between the two of them.

The others all wore ambiguous smiles.

Xiaoxuan was very embarrassed, so he could only stand up and serve food to each of the ladies, forcing a dry laugh, "Eat more, eat more, everyone eat more." It was as if he were the one treating them.

When they reached Fang Shaolin, the two stared at each other expressionlessly for a few seconds before tactfully turning away.

Finally, Xiao Xuan endured the awkward dinner. Using the excuse of needing to urinate, he slipped into the darkness and let out a long sigh.

He relieved himself against a tree root for a while, then pulled up his pants. Suddenly, he thought of Shui Ruo and the absurdity of last night, feeling a mix of sweetness and ecstasy. He couldn't help but sigh again.

Suddenly, he heard a soft laugh behind him. Someone said, "Sighing at such a young age, aren't you afraid of aging prematurely?"

Xiao Xuan turned around and vaguely saw Fei Luo. He quickly tied his pants up and exclaimed, "Thirty-Third Uncle, what are you doing here?"

"I came to find you." Fei Luo stood gracefully in the dappled shadows, her snow-white skin glowing like a blush, her smile enchanting, like a beautiful fox fairy from legend.

"Find me? What do you want?"

"I need your help."

"You need my help? Uncle, are you joking? What do you need my help with?" Xiao Xuan was quite surprised.

Fei Luo said, "Go beat up a guy for me."

"Beat up who?" Xiao Xuan was even more confused. "Who's so powerful that even you, Uncle-Master, couldn't handle him?"

"It's not that the guy is powerful, it's just that I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty." Fei Luo narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly. "Do you remember that bearded guy we met at the tavern at noon? I saw him in the crowd just now; he's probably spending the night at the ancient military camp."

Xiao Xuan smiled. "I see, that's good..." He was about to readily agree when a thought suddenly struck him, and he changed his mind. "That guy looks so pathetic. Even if Uncle-Master hadn't asked me, I would still beat him up, but..." "

But what?"

Xiao Xuan looked troubled. "But before I went down the mountain, I promised Master that I wouldn't cause any trouble on the way. If she finds out..."

Fei Luo said, "We'll go quietly. How would your master know? Even if she does find out, I'll protect you."

Xiao Xuan looked distressed, seemingly very troubled.

Fei Luo glared at him. "Are you going to help or not?"

Xiao Xuan's eyes darted around, seemingly having made up his mind: "For you, my master, I'll risk everything, but...

"

"There's a 'but'?" Fei Luo's expression softened slightly.

Xiao Xuan stammered, even feeling embarrassed himself.

Fei Luo looked at him, her lips slowly curving into a beautiful, sweet smile, like a diamond. Suddenly, she took a step forward, her pink cheeks almost touching the boy's face, tilting her head and whispering sweetly, "Little guy, but what?"

A sweet, cloying fragrance, like orchids and musk, wafted into Xiao Xuan's nose. He suddenly saw a pair of large, melon-like breasts resting on his chest, the protruding tips almost touching his clothes, and his mouth went dry.

"What exactly do you want?" Fei Luo stared at him, her watery eyes seeming to ripple with something.

Xiao Xuan mustered his courage, chuckled, and finally laid out his conditions: "I only hope that Martial Uncle will be generous enough to teach me a few mobile magic techniques or armor-controlling techniques in your spare time..."

Fei Luo was stunned for a moment, then stepped back, seemingly annoyed, and said, "Little fellow, how dare you make demands of me!"

Xiao Xuan smiled and said, "Not at all, not at all. This disciple has long admired Martial Uncle's supernatural abilities and is eager to learn."

"Teaching you a few moves is not a problem, but I have always hated being threatened," Fei Luo said coldly.

Xiao Xuan hurriedly said, "How dare this disciple threaten Martial Uncle? I'm just asking you for a favor."

Fei Luo nodded, the corners of her beautiful mouth suddenly curving into a half-smile, and said, "Oh dear, I suddenly remembered something."

"What is it?" Xiao Xuan asked with a smile.

"I suddenly remembered that I couldn't sleep last night, so I took a walk on Xiaoyao Peak, and unknowingly came to a house...

"

"What house?" Xiao Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he stared at her warily.

"There's nothing much to say about that house, but... I heard some strange noises inside, and out of curiosity, I quietly went closer to peek. Hehe, guess what I saw?" Fei Luo laughed sweetly and charmingly, her allure completely gone, showing no trace of her elderly demeanor.

Xiao Xuan's face turned pale, his voice trembling slightly: "What... what did I see?"

"I saw something interesting! It turned out to be two little kids playing house. A little lecherous thief tied up a pretty girl, and then... he started to strip her clothes off..."

"Stop talking! I surrender!" Xiao Xuan completely broke down, hurriedly interrupting, "I'll go avenge you, Uncle-Master, and teach that bearded man a lesson!"

"Come with me." Fei Luo giggled and darted towards the ancient military camp.

Xiao Xuan followed pitifully, his face contorted with grief, "Good Uncle-Master, you absolutely mustn't tell my master..."

"That depends on whether someone's obedient from now on." Fei Luo said smugly.

Sweat beaded on Xiao Xuan's forehead as he repeatedly promised, "I'll definitely listen, I'll definitely listen... You can't tell anyone else!"

Suddenly, a faint, eerie blue flame rose silently from the horizon, streaking across the night sky and shooting into the ancient military camp.

The two saw it almost simultaneously. Fei Luo let out a soft exclamation and stopped in her tracks.

Just as Xiao Xuan was about to ask, dozens more blue flames shot up, following the trajectory of the first flame, and entered the ancient military camp, weaving

a strange and vibrant tapestry in the sparsely starlit night sky. In an instant, screams and cries of terror erupted from the ancient military camp, sounding particularly chilling in the silent night.

"Hellfire!" Fei Luo's expression changed slightly.

Hellfire was an extremely evil, ghostly fire, imbued with an inextinguishable, blood-boiling power. Xiao Xuan was startled.

A long, eerie roar echoed through the air, shaking the earth slightly, sending chills down one's spine.

Roars and shouts of alarm echoed through the ancient military camp. Many areas burst into flames, the brilliant inferno illuminating the night sky in a deep blue-green hue. People brandished weapons as they rushed out of the camp, while those who had spent the night outside surged in, creating immediate chaos.

"An attack!" Fei Luo cried out, leaping forward.

Xiao Xuan quickly followed, suddenly feeling the ground tremble violently. A thunderous roar of galloping hooves echoed from the side of the camp. He was greatly surprised: "This area is teeming with filth; who could ride here on horseback?"

The fifty-odd tiger-headed swordsmen stationed outside the camp stood at attention, forming a defensive formation, shields and axes in hand, calmly observing the situation.

The sound of hooves grew louder and louder, making eardrums ache. Suddenly, a neat, eerie cavalry column appeared from the darkness, numbering over a hundred. Both rider and horse were clad in gleaming black helmets and armor, shields in hand and spears in hand. With a chilling clang of metal clashing, they charged to the gates of the camp in an instant. In the glow of the eerie flames, everyone was horrified to discover that what had rushed towards them was a troop of blood-red skeletons riding skeletal horses.

The heroes were terrified and thrown into chaos. Some, before they could even react, were flung high into the air, spraying blood in a gruesome display.

The skeleton cavalry surged forward like a tidal wave, their horses trampling and spears piercing, slaughtering indiscriminately.

"My god! What level of demons are these?" Xiao Xuan stared in disbelief, desperately running forward, his Fire Separation Technique rapidly surging within him.

Fei Luo did not answer, her jade-like face shrouded in a murderous aura as she sped forward.

The assembled heroes were mostly powerful and capable individuals from the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, including many skilled demon hunters. Yet, they were all utterly defeated, with large numbers falling in the blink of an eye. Some scattered and fled, but none escaped being struck by the azure flames that swept from the darkness, rolling on the ground howling in agony, a truly gruesome sight.

Faced with this scene, a commotion arose among the tiger-headed shield bearers, clearly wavering. At this moment, a troop of skeleton cavalry began to charge towards them. An

officer among the shield bearers roared sternly, ordering his men to prepare for battle. These shield bearers, being the elite of the best, quickly regrouped under their commander's command, regrouping their formation and forming a powerful defensive fortress with dozens of tiger-headed round shields.

Suddenly, the troop of skeleton cavalry split apart, and a chariot, pulled by three tall, armored skeleton horses, charged out like lightning, crashing into the shield formation.

The swordsmen were struck as if by a boulder; several in the front ranks collapsed limply, their bodies shattered and lifeless before they could even groan, leaving a gaping hole in the shield formation.

A dozen or so swordsmen fought back desperately, swinging their axes wildly, but their blows seemed to strike steel, unable to damage the skeleton chariot in the slightest.

An officer roared for others to fill in, then charged forward himself, a spray of blood erupting as he was severed in two at the chest.

Atop the chariot stood a tall skeleton clad in crimson armor, grinning maliciously as it swung its multicolored longsword, cleaving through several round shields and decapitating three swordsmen.

Blood rained down, still warm on their skin; the remaining swordsmen were terrified and instantly routed.

Two groups of skeleton cavalry surged in like a whirlwind through the gap, rampaging and slaughtering, dividing the swordsmen into several groups, each to be surrounded and annihilated.

The skeletal general grinned savagely, urging his chariot onward, crushing everything in its path. A long, emerald-green blade, over a foot long, was drawn from each of the chariot's massive axles, slicing through limbs with each high-speed charge, sending blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The ancient military camp, silent for millennia, was suddenly transformed back into a carnage.

At that moment, Fei Luo arrived first, flicking her sleeve to deflect a charging skeletal horse, throwing its rider far away. She didn't pursue, but closed her eyes and silently chanted. Suddenly, wisps of white mist appeared before her, coalescing into a hazy cloud that almost completely obscured her graceful figure.

Xiao Xuan, arriving shortly after, roared and leaped into the skeletal cavalry. His eight-clawed fiery dragon whip spun rapidly from his sleeve, lashing out like a fire dragon towards the crimson-armored general on the skeletal chariot…

In the blink of an eye, Fei Luo's spell was complete. With a delicate shout, she opened her beautiful eyes, and a burly giant lazily stood up from the cloud of energy. He was a Kunlun slave, as if sculpted from crystal, over ten feet tall, with a deep blue body and bulging, muscular muscles that seemed to hold boundless power ready to be unleashed.

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