The Carefree Little Immortal, Episode 1: Leaving the Mountain, Chapter 8: Monster-Slaying Competition

Although Cui Caiting was a rogue immortal, her cultivation had reached the level of a flying immortal who could "travel to the North Sea in the morning and the Cangwu Mountain in the evening." However, because Shui Ruo, Xiao Wan, and Xiao Xuan's cultivation was relatively shallow, they could not withstand the intensity of the flight, so they slowed down and did not reach the Daze Plain, hundreds of miles away, until the afternoon.

The group could see a town below, which was quite large, with a river to the north and a large 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, mostly heavy weapons like 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, quite rudely.

Cui Caiting, Xue Han, and Li Mengtang continued eating calmly. Fei Luo seemed oblivious to everyone else, Xiao Wan's cheeks flushed slightly, Zhai Xia bit her lip in a hint of reproach, Shui Ruo's delicate brows furrowed as if she were angry, and Xiao Xuan raised an eyebrow, about to erupt.

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

Xiao Xuan remembered the promise he had made to her before leaving the mountain and froze.

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

Xiao Xuan had no choice but to bury his head in his food.

The group shouted to the innkeeper, "No need to ask, bring on whatever good food you have!"

They sat down at five or six tables, making the tavern very crowded.

A burly man in brocade and a tight-fitting outfit, with a thick beard, seemed to be their leader. He sat at a nearby table, staring at Fei Luo with unbridled arrogance.

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 drained.

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’s specifically 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 too? 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 and 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 Skulls are sharp? We...we don't know if we have enough men?"

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, but the bearded man didn't stop them. He just clinked glasses with the others and drank heartily, his eyes frequently darting towards the women. This time, he didn't just look at Fei Luo, but also gave Li Mengtang and Cheng Shuoruo a good eye look.

"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 women 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 grew increasingly desolate. No more houses or signs of human habitation could

be seen. Xuehan, who was flying at the front, suddenly stopped on a rocky outcrop, and the others immediately halted. Xiao Xuan looked over and saw broken skeletons lying among the rocks, scattered haphazardly, all missing their heads—a rather bizarre sight. He quickly counted them and exclaimed, "There are twenty or thirty of them! They've all been headhunted, haven't they?"

Xuehan replied, "Yes, and we ran into an expert. These low-level skeletons are powerless against us."

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

Li Mengshang said, "Skeletons are resilient 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 closely and saw that the spines of the skeletons were either broken or fractured. He then realized, "So that's how it is."

After searching for a while, the group found nothing else. So they continued to rush forward. After only ten miles, they found one after another skeletons that had been hunted down, and the number of them 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 to have been beaten to it. "It seems we won't find any living skeletons."

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

Xiao Xuan argued, "A skeleton that can move is alive."

Suddenly, Shui Ruo said coldly from ahead, "Xiao Wan, haven't you heard that there have been dead people who suddenly climbed out of their coffins because of arguing? If the dead can come alive, then what's so strange about living skeletons?"

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

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

Xue Han, who was running at the front, suddenly stopped, staring solemnly at the dense bushes ahead.

The others behind stopped, all smelling a foul, nauseating stench. Fei Luo murmured, "There must be something strange here..."

She walked diagonally to a spot and stopped in front of several large trees covered in vines.

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

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

Xiao Xuan flicked his arm, and the Eight-Clawed Fiery Dragon Whip flew out of his sleeve like a rainbow. In a few swift movements, it shredded and tore apart the thick, tangled vines. Suddenly, a thick, almost tangible stench hit him, making him stagger and feel a surge of nausea.

"Ah!"

Shui Ruo exclaimed in surprise, her delicate body stiffening.

It turned out that in the middle of the large trees was a circular pool made of thousands of human heads, filled with thick, almost congealed dark red blood, with countless sticky entrails floating on the surface, resembling hearts, livers, intestines, and other internal organs.

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

Fei Luo, a master of formations, understood immediately upon seeing it. She stared intently and said, "It's an evil energy field." "

A Gathering Resentment and Binding Spirit Formation?"

Li Mengtang hesitated.

"Yes, no wonder I've heard people say that Fairy Qingni is knowledgeable and has a vast knowledge."

Fei Luo said admiringly.

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

"Let's go and look elsewhere. If there's another blood pool like this seven miles away in the Gen position, it's probably a Gathering Resentment and Binding Spirit Formation." After

Fei Luo finished speaking, she took the lead and leaped out.

The others used their land-based flying techniques to follow.

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 imperceptibly.

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

Shui Ruo glanced at him, giving him a fierce glare.

Xiao Xuan quickly shut his mouth, burying his head and rushing forward.

The jungle grew denser and denser, making it impossible to walk. Half an incense stick later, the group indeed found another terrifying blood pool, exactly the same, about seven miles away in the Gen direction.

"What is this Gathering Resentment and Binding Spirit Array?"

Cui Caiting asked.

Fei Luo said, "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 Jukuzhou, Fenxu."

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

Xiao Wan said, "Could it be that those 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. Some even had eyeballs hanging down from their faces. She looked pale and said, “Could it be that someone is hunting living people and using their… heads to…”

Xue Han’s eyes flashed with a sharp light. 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 even thousands, completely covering the entire Great Swamp Plain.”

Li Mengtang gasped, “Ignoring everything 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 with pleading eyes, 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 replied, "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, emerald-green lake appeared before them, its surface as smooth as a mirror, nestled quietly in the embrace of the forest.

"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 green platform standing on the island, with buildings on it, flowing eaves and flying tiles, serene and elegant, but lifeless, with many parts collapsed and green vines hanging 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 a high platform on the island, connecting to the dense forest on the opposite bank.

"Let's go up to the island and take a look,"

Cui Caiting said, rushing towards the bridgehead.

Suddenly, the group vaguely heard a strange noise, interspersed with shouts, and hurriedly followed the sound.

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

Although there were many skeletons, they were all unarmed, relying only on their claws and teeth, clearly the lowest-ranking skeleton spirits.

The soldiers, on the other hand, were fully armed, wearing iron helmets, heavy leather belts, and carrying round shields. Their weapons were not the common hiltless swords, but rather short axes. In the fierce battle, they maintained a disciplined formation, calm and ruthless, and although outnumbered, they held the upper hand.

Xue Han stared intently, noticing that the round shields held by the soldiers all bore the image of a fierce-looking tiger's head with fangs. She remarked, "These are tiger-headed shield bearers from the Imperial Army's regular forces."

Li Mengtang added, "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."

Xiao Xuan, seeing that the soldiers were indeed targeting the skeletons' spines, felling one skeleton with just a few axe blows, shook his head, saying, "It's blatant slaughter."

A wave of disappointment washed over him; it seemed he wouldn't be able to display his skills again.

At the bridgehead, about ten soldiers remained unmoved, standing side-by-side protecting a distinguished 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 around on the field. They showed no fear, still instinctively and frantically attacking the intruders.

Fei Luo said, "These skeletons have not only attracted the hunting of adventure teams, but also the encirclement of government troops. They seem unlikely to pose a threat. If there aren't many blood skeletons, we can simply ignore them."

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

Just as the group was about to leave, they suddenly heard a loud snapping sound. Hundreds of skeletons suddenly sprang out from the dense forest opposite, their momentum overwhelming, momentarily disrupting the formation of the swordsmen. Four or five soldiers were knocked to the ground, letting out chilling screams.

The young man in brocade robes beside 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, may I go help them?"

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

Xiao Xuan was overjoyed, let out a strange cry, and leaped out like a great 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 and grabbed upwards, but their four bone arms tightened suddenly, having been forcefully severed by the Eight-Clawed Fiery Dragon Whip. Then, with two "crack" sounds, they also scattered into countless bones, which flew in all directions, some still burning with flames.

Xiao Xuan landed, swung his whip around, and immediately cleared a large area of space. He then majestically put the whip back into his sleeve, stood proudly with a sidestep, and a skeleton that had been spinning uncontrollably finally came to a slow stop. Suddenly, with a "crack," it broke in two at the waist and fell to the ground like a broken body.

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

"Wow! That's amazing!"

Xiao Wan clapped her hands and exclaimed, "So powerful? Go, Xiao Xuan!"

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

Xiao Xuan glanced over and saw Shui Ru staring blankly at him. He couldn't help but feel a surge of joy and pride.

But the skeletons knew no fear and showed no mercy. They didn't let him be carefree for long and continued to roar and surge forward.

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

The tiger-headed swordsmen, now reinforced, became even more ferocious and unstoppable. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, they had cut down dozens more skeletons.

Suddenly, the young man in brocade robes raised an arm, made a gesture, and shouted something.

The swordsmen immediately retreated, only defending and not attacking. They slowly withdrew from the field and formed a protective circle around the young man in brocade robes.

Xiao Xuan thought to himself, "What the hell... Is it because I stole 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, exhilaratingly.

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, leaped into the center of the arena, and shouted, "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 with his whip, eager to test his skills.

The two fought fiercely, their movements like leaves in a whirlwind. Crackling sounds rang out, bones flew 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, sweeping the skeleton away and flinging it into the air before striking it in two with a whip. He grinned and said, "You think you can beat me?"

The young master roared, "We'll see!"

Unwilling to back down, he fought fiercely.

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

Seeing the situation was dire, the soldiers nearby shouted angrily, "Damn it! Snatching monsters, daring to cheat in front of the young marquis!"

"You dare to 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, turning to the young marquis Fang and saying, "So you're a high-ranking official, huh? Why don't we stop competing? Wouldn't it be easier to just give me an order to admit defeat?"

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

Xiao Xuan smiled, "You have some spirit, but your skills are just so-so."

His whip strikes became increasingly graceful and elegant, culminating in a showy inverted bell pose, sending two skeletons flying as they missed.

Young Master Fang, sweat beading on his forehead, grew increasingly anxious as the remaining skeletons dwindled. Suddenly, he let out a cold snort and stopped, sheathing his staff.

Xiao Xuan landed, seeing him as if in meditation, and wondered, "Has he given up? Hmm, the gap is so large, there's no way he can catch up."

Just as he finished thinking this, he saw Young Master Fang raise an arm, two fingers holding a mysterious black talisman, flicking it through the air. The talisman suddenly ignited and shot out like a meteor.

Xiao Xuan was astonished, "This kid can use talismans?"

Suddenly, seven or eight black figures silently darted out from the void, some on horseback, others on foot, moving with the ferocity of a warrior charging into battle. Their bodies were covered in scribbling marks, and before he could even make out their appearance, they had already swept past the skeletons and vanished in a flash.

The once lively skeletons suddenly froze, a bizarre sight.

"Huh? A hidden weapon talisman..."

Fei Luo beside her looked surprised.

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

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

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

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