212: Sir, someone wants to see you! (Seeking monthly ticket)

"Luck Point + 13"

"........"

"Luck Point + 23"

"Luck Point + 34"

"Luck Point + 158"

"..."

After a bitter battle, the leading Dao Fruit Demon was slain, and the Six Mountains Yao Race suffered a massive defeat.

For Chen Yuan, these were all walking Luck Points; how could he easily let them go?

Thus, he sped along, chasing them for nearly four hundred li.

The Thirty-Six Mountain Demon Suppression Tower and the Three-Pointed, Double-Edged Spear indiscriminately blasted the small demons scattering below, leaving nothing but dust.

Two unlucky Dao Soldier Demons were also caught by him and suppressed by the Demon Subduing Pagoda. Like the Twenty-Eight Elders, their Divine Souls were torn to shreds by the demons on the tower, becoming one of them.

With this, his Luck Points surged, increasing at a delightful rate.

It wasn't until he reached Ma Wang Mountain, four hundred li away, that Chen Yuan stopped. He looked down from above, his gaze sweeping over the vast mountain forest below, where sparse demon shadows scattered and vanished frantically into the rain.

He let out a sharp howl towards the distance, and seeing the demons shriek and speed up like startled rabbits, he couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter.

"Hahaha!"

The shaking mountains trembled, and the sky rumbled, terrifying those demons and sending them fleeing in terror.

At this moment, Chen Yuan's eyes flickered, lighting up with a flowing brilliance.

His Luck Points finally settled at 2934 points.

His Dao Fruit advancement had reached 39%.

After devouring one Dao Fruit Demon, it rose to thirty-eight percent, an increase of five percent from before. However, devouring two Dao Soldier Demons only increased it by less than one percent.

This shows that even though they are both in the Fourth Heavenly Gate, the gap between the Dao Fruit and Dao Soldier minor Realms is like a chasm.

However, for Chen Yuan, slaying a demon brought a double increase.

And just like that, he accumulated nearly three thousand more points.

It was just a pity that the mountain forest was vast, and the demons were too scattered, making it somewhat laborious to kill them one by one.

...

At this moment, sixty li northwest of Guangan Prefecture,

A Bo beast, swiftly piercing through the forest and mist, let out a low roar like a beating drum. Its four claws galloped through the woods, fleeing in a panic.

On the mountaintop, a figure dressed in dark green robes moved between the trees, stepping on the treetops, moving swiftly. From time to time, he would swing a white light downwards, shouting and striking at the demon shadow.

But the Bo beast was extremely fast, and the white lights landed on nearby trees and the ground, kicking up dirt and wood chips.

At this moment, the figure chasing the demon showed an anxious expression.

This person was Yun Zhuosheng, a Yun Family disciple who had met Chen Yuan once in a ruined temple. The Yun Family responded to his cousin Cloud Skyborn's suggestion, and the young disciples supported the Ninth Mountain Zhonglang General's southward advance, so he also came to Guangan Prefecture.

Ever since he arrived in Guangan Prefecture and learned of the dire situation, a strong sense of crisis lingered in the hearts of every Sect disciple who came here. This direct confrontation with the Yao Race had led to several narrow escapes, which were truly thrilling, and he himself had lost half a hand.

Fortunately, the Ninth Mountain Vice General had slain the great demon, and the Demon Soldiers were in disarray. He, however, wanted to retrieve the half arm that the Bo beast had swallowed when it ambushed him, so he chased it all the way here.

If he were to be crippled with one hand, it would greatly affect his future martial arts Cultivation, especially now that he had come out and seen the sky filled with Evil Qi from the Yao Race, their imposing Aura, and the difficult situation. Who knew how many more people would die?

And their Yun Family Cultivation Technique had a special method: as one cultivated, the body gradually filled with a cloud-like Qi, allowing severed limbs to be reattached, like lotus roots connected by threads. However, the time interval could not exceed twelve hours, and the severed limb could not lose its vitality.

This limb had fallen into the demon's belly, and no one knew the situation, but Yun Zhuosheng didn't want to give up even a sliver of Opportunity. Now, it was a race against time.

He watched as the fog in the forest ahead grew thicker, and his visibility became smaller and smaller. If this continued, the creature would probably escape. His expression couldn't help but grow anxious. He pulled out a golden talisman from his chest and frantically injected his limited True Qi into it.

His face quickly turned pale, but his eyes gradually hardened. Then, he threw the golden talisman in his hand. The talisman immediately glowed with golden light, then let out a sharp screech, transforming into a golden divine arrow about a meter long. With a "whoosh," like a rapidly vibrating bowstring, it shot towards the Peak Second Realm Bo beast.

The golden arrow light was extremely fast, stirring up an air explosion. The Bo beast sensed the danger, let out a roar, and leaped, trying to dodge sideways.

But on the treetop, Yun Zhuosheng's finger twitched, and the golden arrow light directly "whooshed" through the demon's head, creating a bowl-sized bloody hole.

The demon let out a tragic scream, its four claws went limp, and its nearly three-zhang-tall body instantly tumbled forward with great inertia.

Suddenly, a cliff appeared in the thick fog ahead, and the demon actually rolled directly down it.

Yun Zhuosheng's expression changed. He leaped, jumped to the edge of the cliff, and looked down, seeing nothing but a vast expanse of white mist.

After about two or three breaths, a dull thud of a heavy object landing echoed from beneath the misty cliff.

It didn't seem too deep!

Yun Zhuosheng said nothing. He used the wind to propel himself, turned and jumped, gripping his sword in a reverse grip. He directly plunged it into the cliff face, inserting it, then with a series of "chi chi chi" sounds and sparks flying, he slid down towards the bottom of the cliff.

As Yun Zhuosheng slid down for a short while, he slowly began to feel that as he breathed, the mist transformed into a cool thread of Qi. It passed through his Twelve-Story Pagoda, circulated through his Lesser Heavenly Cycle, and nourished his Dantian, which was almost dry.

It was very obvious.

The essence Qi here had reached a certain density to allow for such clear perception.

And as he slid deeper, this feeling became more and more obvious. His almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise, and his chest couldn't help but pound.

Was he in a situation where he thought there was no way out, only to find a new path, accidentally stumbling into a treasure trove?

His heart couldn't help but feel hot with excitement, and the impatience in his eyes turned into jumping brilliance.

Just like that, after sliding down about two hundred zhang, Yun Zhuosheng's feet finally touched the ground.

He quickly scanned his surroundings, only to see that the mist at the bottom of the cliff was so thick that visibility was only two to three meters.

The essence Qi within it was even more astonishingly dense. With every breath, his Dantian furnace operated ceaselessly, and wisps of essence Qi surged into his Dantian, replenishing his strength.

Yun Zhuosheng's eyes gleamed as he slowly moved his feet, constantly alert to his surroundings.

Following the approximate location, he quickly found the Bo beast in the mist. At this time, the demon lay quietly, seemingly lifeless.

Yun Zhuosheng retreated a few steps, his body once again hidden in the mist, then he unleashed several sword lights from within, striking at the demon's corpse.

"Puff"

"Puff"

"Puff"

Several dull thuds.

The demon's corpse remained motionless.

Only then did Yun Zhuosheng emerge from the mist and approach the demon's belly. He drew his sword across its belly, and immediately, a large pile of rotten flesh and blood clots poured out, and a pungent, bloody stench assaulted his nostrils.

Seeing this, Yun Zhuosheng held his breath, then stuck his sword into the ground nearby. His hands covered in True Qi, he began to search through the foul-smelling, bloody flesh with his bare hands.

As he rummaged, he found many human remains inside, which made his stomach churn.

After about a few breaths, he found a basketball-sized object resembling a silkworm cocoon, and his expression relaxed.

He drew it with his hand, and the "cocoon" dissipated like mist, revealing a severed hand inside.

Then, he aligned the severed hand with his own arm. Immediately, a cloud-like Qi emerged from the interlocked flesh, connecting them, a somewhat strange sight.

Afterward, Yun Zhuosheng pulled out a green talisman from his sleeve and placed it on the wound. A spiritual light flickered. He tried to move his fingers; they were still a bit stiff and difficult to control. It seemed it would take some time to recover.

After completing all this, his eyes flickered as he looked at the surrounding white mist, filled with the unknown, stirring his strong curiosity.

He thought for a moment, then sat down cross-legged on the spot to recover his state. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he got up and began to explore the bottom of the cliff.

Two hours later, a muffled Dragon roar suddenly echoed from beneath the cliff. The sea of mist abruptly churned, and countless essence Qi escaped from within.

A rich green light shone from beneath the white mist, then flashed into a stream of light, quickly disappearing.

Another two or three hours passed, and on top of the cliff, a hand grabbed onto the cliff edge, then with a jump, Yun Zhuosheng reappeared.

At this time, the sky was pitch black, the rain had lessened, and it was drizzling continuously.

Yun Zhuosheng's eyes were fixed on the cliff below, his face filled with unwillingness.

There was a great Opportunity at the bottom of the cliff, but he didn't even have the qualifications to approach it.

It had flashed and disappeared a few hours ago.

He searched for a long time but couldn't find it again.

His eyes flickered rapidly as he continued to run along the cliff towards the northwest.

...

The next morning, at a courtyard in the Sky Patrol Division's station in Guangan Prefecture.

Chen Yuan stood in front of the hall, holding a secret letter. His gaze swept over it, his brows slightly furrowed, and his eyes showed a pensive expression.

The letter was sent from Commander Pei of the Dao Fu Division, and it mentioned two things that concerned Chen Yuan.

The Imperial Court's Taichang Temple was sending people to the Ten Thousand Mountains.

And that the Yao Race in the Ten Thousand Mountains, who were suppressed by a great Divine Ability user with the Luck of Shu Land back then, had now broken through. These Lucks had reappeared in Shu Land, and in the future, Shu Land would likely attract many people, making the situation a tangled mess!

The letter instructed Chen Yuan to remain still and wait for the right moment.

He finished reading the letter, destroyed it casually, then spoke to the kneeling messenger in front of him: "Did Commander Pei say anything else?"

The messenger immediately said, "Yes."

Saying that, he took out a black box from his sleeve and respectfully handed it over.

"This is what Commander Pei asked this humble subordinate to bring to you, General!"

Chen Yuan raised his hand and summoned the box. Then, with a blow from his mouth, the spiritual light on the box flickered and died out.

Then, Chen Yuan lifted a finger, and the box opened, revealing a small white jade bottle inside, and a familiar scent of elixir wafted out.

Chen Yuan immediately thought of something, and his heart felt a complex mix of emotions.

"Commander Pei is thoughtful!"

"You may withdraw first."

"Yes!"

The messenger bowed and retreated a few steps, then turned and exited the door.

But just as he left, there was movement outside.

"General, a Yun Family disciple outside wishes to see you!"