107: Chapter 107 A Scheme Within a Scheme

Chen Guanyu and the other two wore gloomy expressions as dark as water. Aside from the Golden Core evil Cultivator before them, Fourth-Tier Yao Kings began to appear one after another.

"A Middle Stage Golden Core evil Cultivator, along with seven Yao Kings whose strengths are all above the Medium Grade Fourth-Tier. For the Yao Race to wipe out the three of us, they have truly gone to great lengths," Master Yuxu transmitted his voice to the other two.

"There is even one whose cultivation I cannot discern; it must be at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core level."

"Hehe! Well come, let me, Leilong, test you all," Master Leilong laughed aloud. Although he knew the opponents possessed formidable strength, he was not overly afraid.

Chen Guanyu merely gazed calmly, his attention focused from beginning to end on the flaming lion whose strength rivaled that of a Pseudo-Nascent Soul Cultivator.

"I can tell that you are the strongest," said that flaming lion, whose name was Chiyan.

"Cut the crap. If it is only the few of you, you truly cannot keep us here."

Chen Guanyu's tone was arrogant. A mere Golden Core evil Cultivator and seven Yao Kings—so what if one of them possessed Pseudo-Nascent Soul combat power? He was a Sword Cultivator, and a Sword Cultivator whose cultivation had reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core at that. How could he fear a Pseudo-Nascent Soul?

"What if it is not just the few of us?" The instant it finished speaking, several more Yao Kings appeared not far away.

"Chiyan, you certainly move fast." King Cang arrived with several Yao Kings, and together with Chiyan and the others, they surrounded Chen Guanyu and the three of them tightly.

Chen Guanyu and the other two were speechless. For the Yao Race to genuinely surround and kill them, this was only logical: a full twelve Yao Kings, plus two Golden Core evil Cultivators.

Every single one of them possessed strength at the Middle Stage Golden Core level. That being said, the Yao Race's combat power on the front lines must have decreased by quite a bit.

The three of them smiled in unison.

"What are you laughing at?" Chiyan and the others looked somewhat puzzled.

"It's nothing. I just didn't expect your Yao Race to deploy such combat power just to deal with the three of us. Should we call it an honor for the three of us, or should we call you foolish?" Master Leilong laughed heartily.

"Foolish? Death is at your doorstep; let's see if you can still laugh in a moment!" another flaming lion said angrily. It was the decoy responsible for luring the three into the main hall earlier.

"Attack." Chiyan and King Cang gave the order to the other Yao Beasts simultaneously.

Fourteen Golden Core combat forces immediately struck, surrounding and assaulting the three Great Perfection Golden Core Cultivators.

With a thought from Chen Guanyu, his natal Flying Sword instantly left his body, slashing toward Chiyan and King Cang. Without looking back, he said to the other two, "Fellow Daoist Yuxu, Fellow Daoist Leilong, leave these two beasts to me. The rest will be up to you to trouble yourselves with."

"Fellow Daoist Chen is too polite. I never expected that in this lifetime we would actually join hands to face an enemy together. If we manage to return alive this time, this old man will definitely find the two of you for a drink." Master Yuxu's lips curled into a smile, his tone carrying a trace of relief.

"Very well, then I, Leilong, will wait for this old fellow's fine wine." Finished speaking, Master Leilong traced his hands before him, arcs of electricity leaping along with his movements.

On the other side, Master Yuxu brandished the Thousand Illusions Pot, completely shrouding the several Yao Kings that charged at him within it.

A chaotic battle between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Chen Changqing and the others were still waiting for Master Moxuan's return. However, several days had passed, and there was still no sign of Master Moxuan, so they planned to join forces to cross Qianmo Ridge together.

Right at this moment, streams of escaping light flashed past from outside Qianmo Ridge. Were those Human Race Cultivators?!

Chen Changqing and the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators were all shocked as more than a dozen streaks of escaping light swept over their heads.

One of the escaping lights seemed to notice them, abruptly slowing down and arriving before them.

"Grandmaster," a Foundation Establishment Cultivator said respectfully.

He belonged to the Cultivators of the State of Wei, so the newcomer was naturally a Golden Core Master from the State of Wei.

"Senior," all the Cultivators immediately followed suit, bowing respectfully.

"Mn, Pang Ming, I didn't expect you to still be here." That Golden Core Master was surprised, then immediately changed the topic, "You are all planning to return to the Yan Country border, right?"

Seeing everyone nod respectfully, he continued, "Take this opportunity to go back! If things go smoothly next time, the Yao Race will no longer have the capacity to fight us after this battle."

Hearing this, Chen Changqing and the others wore expressions of great joy.

Then, he turned to look at Qianmo Ridge, slowly rising into the air and heading in one direction. After a short while, he appeared once again, holding several heads in his hands.

Everyone could clearly sense how powerful the aura of those heads was, and they were all extremely shocked. In just a short moment, several Third-Tier Yao Beasts had been slaughtered just like that.

They were the ones who had hidden here for many days because of these very Yao Beasts, not daring to trespass into the mountains rashly.

Standing behind the crowd, Chen Changqing was also greatly alarmed. Previously, he had thought that the Purple Mansion Master was already powerful enough, yet he never expected that Third-Tier Yao Beasts possessing Purple Mansion combat power would die so simply in the hands of a Golden Core Master, unable to stir up even the slightest ripple.

"Take advantage of now to return. Do not worry; the Human Race Cultivators at the Yan Country border are already launching a counterattack, and the Yao Race has no time to spare to deal with you." Having said that, he chased after the Golden Core Master who had already gone far away.

"Since Grandmaster has said so, let's take this opportunity to go back," Pang Ming said.

"Mn, but listening to what Senior said, it seems our Human Race is counterattacking the Yao Race. If things go smoothly, the Yao Race will completely retreat back to the Yao Country," He Qi said excitedly.

"Then let's hurry and leave." Some Foundation Establishment Cultivators could no longer suppress themselves. As long as they returned this time, barring any accidents, they would all receive a massive reward, and there was even a great chance to achieve the Purple Mansion.

Chen Changqing swept his gaze over the crowd, looking at their excited expressions, and understood in his heart. After all, they had been too suppressed during this period of time, constantly worrying about the dangers that might appear around them at any moment.

If they only encountered a Tier 2 Monster Beast, they wouldn't need to worry too much. However, if they encountered a Third-Tier Yao Beast, with good luck they could escape, and with bad luck they would end up as the opponent's flesh and blood food.

Everyone was impatient, not even bothering to discuss it, and thus all swarmed toward Qianmo Ridge together.

When Chen Changqing and the others arrived above Qianmo Ridge, they realized that not only Third-Tier Yao Beasts, but even Tier 2 Monster Beasts had been slaughtered.

Corpses of Yao Beasts littered the ground, and greed arose in the hearts of many Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Seeing that there was no danger whatsoever, some of them first gathered up the corpses of these Tier 2 Monster Beasts.

This action likewise caused the others to follow suit.

Chen Changqing did the same. After putting away two Yao Beast corpses that happened to be near him, he continued onward with a small handful of Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

As for the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators, they seemed to still be looting. Although Chen Changqing and a few others had reminded them, they still ignored the warning.

Seeing this, Chen Changqing and the others felt helpless in their hearts and had no choice but to leave first.

Gazing at the massive Treasure Trove here, those dozen or so Foundation Establishment Cultivators completely forgot that this was the hinterland of the Yao Race. Perhaps it was because this path had been walked by that group of Golden Core Masters earlier that they felt the danger was lower, and thus they weren't as terrified as before.

There were even Cultivators who set their sights on the corpses of the Third-Tier Yao Beasts. Because they discovered that that Golden Core Master had only taken the head and the Yao core without taking the rest of the corpse away, some people also started plotting in that regard.