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Chapter 596: The Battle Begins (Happy New Year!!!)
Chapter 596: The Battle Begins (Happy New Year!!!)
Several years later, Qingmu Mountain suddenly began its war preparations. The previously depressed prices of pills and artifacts skyrocketed, causing countless merchants who had previously sold at a loss to feel like vomiting blood.
Qingyu Garden.
Fei Changnong, as usual, came to collect spiritual herbs.
Looking at the Qingyu grass that had increased five to six times to 156 stalks, the hundreds of Qinglong flowers, and the dozens of Trilife fruits, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, "The yield from this newly developed herb garden is so abundant?"
If farming could bring such profits, why would the Dao Ji cultivators bother to join the Sihai Hall, overseeing the four directions, or undertake the dangerous combat missions from the Shangsanshaewu Hall? "Brother Fang, your Lingnong technique is truly a waste if you don't oversee the herb garden..."
Fei Changnong looked at Fang Xing with a smile, "The sect is in dire need of a large number of spiritual objects. With such abundant production here, the rewards will be substantial. This time, I'll give you 5,000 Gongxun."
"Thank you, Senior Brother."
Fang Xing smiled in response.
This was not only to prepare for obtaining the Divine Nature's Gift, but also to demonstrate his value.
The reason he hadn't been removed as the herb garden manager was solely due to the sect's rules.
But rules are meant to be broken.
When the time comes for fierce battles and peril, and the Dao Ji cultivators have all perished, there will undoubtedly be many envious eyes.
However, with solid achievements, it would be impossible to replace him.
Or, to put it another way... possessing the ability to cause trouble!
Fang Xing guaranteed that if anyone dared to replace him, the production of Qingyu Garden would immediately drop back to its original level.
Surely, the sect's higher-ups would weigh the pros and cons and make a decision that would satisfy him.
"This time, each of you Qi Sensing disciples will receive a few hundred Gongxun..."
Fei Changnong took a deep look at Fang Xing and then at Dong Meier and the others, saying.
Having given the lion's share, he naturally wouldn't neglect these influential figures.
"Thank you, Senior Fei."
Dong Meier and the others were overjoyed, thinking of the years of hard work in farming, they finally had a substantial reward.
Several disciples exchanged glances, all feeling relieved: 'Seeing this situation, it seems we're really going to war. Farming is tough, but at least we don't have to risk our lives... Moreover, with Uncle Fang, the farming profits have increased several times, no less than going into battle...'
...
As Fang Xing calmly handed in his task.
On the outskirts of Qingmu Mountain.
In a desolate mountain.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed in the sky.
Burning paper figures and tattered leather shadows fell from the sky, occasionally mixed with strange wooden puppets and severed limbs.
"Xue Ying Clan..."
Several streams of green light roared in retreat, "This time, you've brought this upon yourselves!"
"Hehe..."
The sky seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blood light, with layers upon layers of leather shadows and paper figures playing and cackling, "The realm beyond is too small to accommodate too many sects... It's better for one sect to sacrifice than for all to suffer... You Qingmu Mountain is already weak, so why not choose you directly this time..."
The few streams of green light charged recklessly but couldn't escape the bloody sky, eventually falling to their doom.
Paper figures and leather shadows descended, beginning to construct an array formation on this nameless desolate mountain.
Soon, more Xue Ying Clan disciples arrived, treating this place as a bridgehead for their attack on Qingmu Mountain.
Before long, a strange leather shadow theater was set up.
An extremely beautiful woman stood quietly on the stage, dressed in a costume, like a famous performer about to sing.
Below the stage, there were several Dao Ji cultivators from the Xue Ying Clan, all bowing respectfully, "We pay our respects to 'Xilian Zhenren'!"
"Hmm..."
A man's voice emerged from the mouth of the stunningly beautiful woman.
Clearly, this woman was just a painted skin created by the Painting Skin Technique: "From this day forth, a great war will descend... It's the perfect opportunity to collect leather shadows and souls. We, the heretics, love nothing more than seeing the common folk suffer, hehe..."
As he finished, his voice turned into a woman's shrill laughter, "You all may leave and carry out your plans. Huangpizi, stay."
The Dao Ji cultivators quickly stood up and left, as if something bloodthirsty and demonic was chasing them.
Only one Dao Ji cultivator with a yellow beard remained on the stage, looking bitter.
Xilian Zhenren spoke again, his voice turning back into a man's, "How are the spies I sent to Qingmu Mountain doing? They're using an improved version of the Painting Skin Technique that won't trigger any artifact's sensing or detection..."
"We've selected thirteen targets and successfully peeled their skins. Our disciples have infiltrated Qingmu Mountain in disguise..."
Huangpizi bowed in response.
"Excellent... Within Qingmu Mountain, there's a 'All Plants and Trees as Soldiers' grand formation, with a Ten Thousand Year Evergreen Tree as its eye. The more Evergreen Trees, the stronger its power... At a critical moment, we must try to destroy it..."
"Yes!"
"Alright, you may leave... I wonder if this great war will allow me to successfully peel the skin of a Yinshen Immortal..."
Xilian Zhenren chuckled, "To completely peel off the painted skin of a Yinshen Immortal and preserve their divine powers is extremely difficult... The previous three attempts all ended in failure. Do you think I'll succeed this time?"
A drop of cold sweat instantly trickled down Huangpizi's forehead...
...
Qingyu Garden.
"Junior Fei Changqing, paying respects to Uncle-Master."
A young man with a thick face and dark skin bowed repeatedly to Fang Xing.
"So you're the one sent by Fei Yong?"
Fang Xing examined Fei Changqing from head to toe, noticing that he only possessed the cultivation of the fifth level of Qi Sensing. He was unremarkable in appearance and didn't seem to have any outstanding qualities.
He was perplexed as to why Fei Yong would send this young man, wondering if it was because of some distant familial connection to Fei Changnong.
However, after seeing Fei Yong's token, he decided to accept him.
"Dong Meier."
He called the girl in the red skirt to his side, "This is Fei Changqing, your junior brother Fei. You'll be in charge of guiding him for now."
This girl had always disliked farm work and tried to avoid it at all costs, but Fang Xing was now giving her another burden, "Regarding the matters in the herb fields, you must personally teach him everything step by step..."
"Yes..."
Dong Meier grimaced, and Fei Changqing could see several unfriendly glances directed at him, causing him to inwardly sigh.
This woman seemed like trouble, and she was supposedly a Dao Ji cultivator of Fei Yong's grandfather's generation. It was clear that she had been assigned to him for entertainment.
But with the elder having spoken, he had no choice but to accept, and he could only grimace, "Please guide me, Senior Sister..."
"Hmm."
Dong Meier was also a clever one, and she could sense Fei Changqing's reluctance, which only made her more defiant.
(To be continued in the next chapter)
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