Two days later, in the middle of the night, a black mass of cultivators stopped above a mountain forest in the sky with all kinds of flying magical treasures.
This large group of cultivators added up to a total of one hundred and forty to fifty. The seventeen or eighteen cultivators at the front were slightly separated from the cultivators at the back. It seemed that the status of these seventeen or eighteen cultivators should be higher than the cultivators at the back by a bit.
Among the seventeen or eighteen cultivators at the front, there were three cultivators that were the most conspicuous. One of them had spiritual Qi condensed into the shape of lotus leaves. It was the Jin Dan cultivator of the Dongyao Mountain, Daoist Everlasting Wind.
Previously, Daoist Everlasting Wind was scared out of his wits by the Weisuo. Not to mention his foot being poked, his body and Jin Dan suffered heavy injuries. The damage to his cultivation might take eight to ten years to recover, but judging from the spiritual Qi roiling around his body, his injuries were mostly healed. It seemed that the "Vitality Augmentation Dao Pill" that Bai Xuan Ji spoke of was a true top grade earth grade pill.
The other two most conspicuous people were a short and stout Dhuta. He wore a shiny golden ring on his head. His hair was disheveled and looked a little greasy. His face was full of fat and his pair of small eyes flashed fiercely. He looked like a fiend. The spiritual Qi that flowed from his body was yellow and condensed into the shape of bodhi seeds. The other person was a middle-aged cultivator in azure robes. He was tall and thin like a bamboo pole, and the spiritual Qi that seeped out of his body took the shape of azure kelp. This person's water spirit aura was very strong, he should be a cultivator with a water spirit root. Moreover, his aura clearly suppressed Daoist Chang Feng and the fiendish short and fat monk beside him. His cultivation was clearly much higher than Daoist Chang Feng and the short and fat monk.
Beside Daoist Everlasting Wind were the white-robed Bai Xuan Ji, the black-robed old man Luo Daoyou, and the other high status figures of the Dongyao Mountain, as well as several elders of the Star Condensation Sect at the fourth level of the Split Thought Stage.
In addition to the elders of the two sects, there were also two young cultivators standing next to the three Aurous Core Stage cultivators. They appeared to be slovenly in appearance.
One of the young cultivators had a full beard and wore a black leather jacket. He had his hands behind his back and three beast enslavement pouches hung from his waist. As for the other young cultivator, he wore an iron-grey suit of armour. His hair was as messy as straw and there was a terrifying scar on his face. The young cultivator rode a white crane that was over three meters long even when it didn't spread its wings. It carried him and the bearded cultivator, and he carried a small silver mouse in his hand.
The silver mouse was very strange. The rest of its body appeared no different from ordinary mice, but its nose was red like a stamen of a flower with five petals.
"She made us all wait here. It seems that Han Wuya is really arrogant." After glancing at the dark sky behind them, the short and stout monk standing on top of a flying magic treasure shaped like a ruler suddenly sneered at the several elders of the Stellar Condensation Sect.
The short and fat monk's voice was very loud but also very stiff. It sounded like a broken gong. Hearing this, one of the several elders of the Star Conglomerate Sect, who was dressed like a scholar in a yellow robe, didn't dare to be negligent. He respectfully explained, "I'm really sorry, our Sect Master Han has gone to pick someone up. He should be here soon."
"Oh? What kind of person has to be picked up by Han Wuya in person? It seems that it's not Han Wuya who is arrogant, but the person he picked up is arrogant. "The short and fat monk with a fierce face snorted coldly.
"He's here!" At that moment, the elders of the Star Condensation Sect revealed joy on their faces.
In the distant night sky, a silver streak of light suddenly appeared.
In only a short moment, the silver streak of light wasn't far from where Daoist Chang Feng was. The silver streak of light was a silver crescent-shaped flying magic treasure. Three people could be faintly seen on the flying magic treasure. Two of them were Han Wuya and the grand elder of the Star Condensation Sect, Song Yang, while the other person was a middle-aged Daoist.
The Daoist wore a yellow robe and stood upright with his hands hanging by his side. His hair was coiled up with a white jade hairpin. There were no talisman patterns on his yellow robe, nor were there any accessories on his body, nor was there any spiritual Qi leaking from his body. His face was like jade, giving off an exceptionally clean and refreshing feeling.
"Huang Yazi! So it was him. I didn't think Han Wuya would be able to invite him. " When he saw the appearance of the yellow-robed Daoist in the distance, the thin middle-aged cultivator in green robes, who originally seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, had a slight change in expression. He transmitted a warning to the short and stout monk, "Huang Yazi is extremely vengeful. When you meet him later, you must be careful with your words. Do not anger him. Otherwise, you may suffer a great loss at his hands."
"Who is this person?" The short and stout monk was slightly startled. "Is his cultivation above the second layer of Jin Dan?"
"This person is a wandering cultivator near Silver Stone City in the western part of the Profound Sky Continent. His cultivation is at the first layer of Jin Dan." The thin cultivator in green robes replied.
"He's also at the first layer of Jin Dan. Do you think I'm afraid of him?" The short and stout monk's eyes flashed with an ominous glint. It was very obvious that this fellow was not someone to be trifled with.
"Although this person's cultivation is only at the first layer of Jin Dan, he has obtained the inheritance of the ancient Ji Sect. He possesses a semi-mystic rank magic treasure, 'Endless River Overflowing Scroll'. As far as I know, there are two Jin Dan cultivators who have died at his hands." The thin cultivator in green robes sneered at the short and stout monk. "In any case, I've already warned you. Whatever you want to do, it's up to you."
"A semi-mystic rank magic treasure?" When the short and stout monk heard the thin cultivator in green robes say so, he did not say anything. However, his eyes flashed continuously, but no one knew what he was thinking.
In an instant, Huang Yazi, Han Wuya, and Song Yang had already arrived in front of Daoist Chang Feng and the others.
When he arrived in front of them, Huang Yazi, who looked exceptionally clean and refreshing, glanced at the short and stout monk and the others, but did not say anything. He did not have the slightest intention of greeting them.
"Sect Master Han, you've arrived. It seems this Senior is the renowned Senior Huang Yazi." Seeing the three arrive, Bai Xuan Ji went forward and bowed. "This is Daoist Chang Feng of my sect." After introducing Daoist Chang Feng, Bai Xuan Ji casually introduced the short and stout monk and the thin cultivator in green robes. "These two Seniors are Monk Goldbell and Daoist Shark Fishing." “
"It's an honor to meet you." Huang Yazi nodded at Daoist Everlasting Wind, Monk Goldbell, and Daoist Shark Fishing.
"I've also heard of Fellow Daoist Huang Yazi's illustrious name." The thin Daoist Shark Fishing also nodded without batting an eyelid.
Venerable Master Golden Bell also nodded his head indifferently, which could be considered a greeting.
"Since Fellow Daoist Huang Yazi is here, it's naturally safer to deal with this child." Daoist Chang Feng nodded. "Sect Master Han, if there's nothing else, can we set off now?"
Originally, Daoist Everlasting Wind was as arrogant as the majority of Jindan Stage cultivators. At first glance, one could tell that he was an ambitious and ruthless character. However, after being beaten by Wei Suo into fleeing, his current expression was clearly much more cowardly. He no longer had any pride.
"There's nothing else." Han Wuya smiled very elegantly and looked at the two cultivators who looked very slovenly riding on the white cranes. "Now, I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Gu and Fellow Daoist Ma."
These two young cultivators were clearly the Spirit Beast Palace cultivators he had invited. Although the two cultivators were only at the second level of the Split Thought Realm, they didn't seem nervous in the slightest in the face of so many Jin Dan cultivators. They didn't say much and nodded in a manner that was neither servile nor overbearing. The scarred youth holding the silver rat took out a red pill the size of a soybean and stuffed it into the silver rat's mouth.
Then, the silver rat suddenly became spirited and its nose wriggled as it sniffed fiercely.
After that, the silver rat extended its claws in a certain direction. The Spirit Beast Palace cultivator controlled the white crane and flew towards the direction indicated by the silver rat.
"Let's go!"
Daoist Chang Feng, Monk Goldbell, and the others expressionlessly followed. The hundred and fifty or so cultivators behind him immediately followed suit.
At this moment, any cultivator who saw the battle that day and knew of the grudge between Weisuo, Dongyao Mountain, and the Star Condensation Sect would immediately understand that the two sects had gathered forces to deal with Weisuo. Looking at the silver rat's posture, it should be able to track Weisuo's location through scent and aura.
If such a cultivator were to see this, they would be completely speechless.
This was because the majority of these hundred and fifty cultivators were at the Severing Thought Realm and above. With so many high level cultivators, if they were to attack a large sect without a powerful Great Mountain Protecting Formation, they might be able to take it down.
But these four Jin Dan cultivators, in addition to so many high grade cultivators, were all here to deal with a single vagrant cultivator. This was truly too shocking.
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The two Spirit Beast Palace cultivators at the front didn't fly very fast. During this time, they even stopped twice to feed it two red pills.
However, the silver rat's discernment ability was extremely astonishing. It didn't take any detours at all. It was practically following the path that Wei Suo usually took.
When the sky began to brighten, a mountain shrouded in white mist appeared in the line of sight of these cultivators.
"Xiaoye Mountain."
However, Han Wuya shook her head when she saw the mountain that was enveloped in white. She said indifferently, "I heard that the surroundings of Little Night Mountain are a little strange. Could it be that this person has established a cave abode here?"
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