Brown Rice was quickly taken away by various peaks. Along with it, there was also a handwritten piece by Li Hong titled Record of Worldly Experiences, which used simple and straightforward language to depict the hardships of the common people during the Song Dynasty. Soon, all the low-ranking disciples of the Nine Li Sect learned about the current situation in the Song Dynasty. The name Yue Fei echoed like thunder throughout the entire Nine Li Sect.
For a mortal to be praised so highly by an immortal is unprecedented.
Chuxuan tightly held onto the Record of Worldly Experiences, reading it repeatedly ten times or more, his emotions surging. Unable to sit still any longer, he flew towards Summit Green Pavilion, hoping to hear more news about the situation from Li Hong.
He arrived too late; Li Hong had already left the mountain.
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A Torrential Rain poured down, accompanied by howling winds. Flashes of lightning tore through the dark sky. The booming thunder sounded like military drums, thudding heavily in people's hearts.
In the moment when lightning illuminated a nearby mountain peak, countless strange black shadows revealed their pale, swollen, and terrifying faces, resembling stones and trees, remaining motionless against the raging storm.
On a mountain peak across a distance of an arrow's flight, dense grass was beaten down by the rain, and dozens of figures lay motionless in the mud and grass, all dressed in coarse garments. At first glance, they looked just like stones. The rain poured down relentlessly, soaking their clothes tightly against their skin. Insects crawled up their calves, but those people seemed oblivious. A thin red light flashed by, turning the insects to ashes.
"How many?" Spirit Stone wiped his face dry and asked quietly.
Li Hong had been counting for a while and replied, "Two thousand four hundred fifty-eight."
"What about their master? Can you still not sense anything?"
Li Hong nodded.
Spirit Stone pondered: "Strange. With these Walking Corpse placed here, yet their master is absent. What on earth is going on?"
For two days now, these Walking Corpse had stood here without moving. The opportunity to take action had already passed due to the heavy rain; if they were to tear apart these highly toxic Walking Corpse, the poison would mix with the rainwater and spread everywhere, causing great trouble.
Thinking of the South Mountain Exit, that area had now become a completely barren land; thick Toxic Miasma lingered without dispersing. Fortunately, the terrain of Deep Valley was very low and shaped like a trumpet mouth, preventing the poison from spreading outwards. However, it was uncertain how long it would take for the poison to dissipate completely. At this point, the South Mountain Exit was practically useless; except for elders with cultivation levels above Core Formation Stage, no one dared to pass through there.
A slight rustling sound came from above as several figures swiftly approached.
Li Hong remained still; they were allies.
Someone reported quietly to Spirit Stone: "We’ve confirmed that there are a total of fifteen mountain peaks arranged like this with Walking Corpse, each with a number similar to this one, and they are all standing still."
"Alright, understood. You all take a break."
The elders nodded and casually found a spot to lie down, indifferent to the pouring rain around them.
The uniforms distributed by the Nine Li Sect could shield against wind and rain, but no one was wearing them. The garments were bright red, easily visible to anyone with good eyesight from a distance, let alone the Demon Sect Monsters. They were certainly not suitable for hiding one's presence. Therefore, the members of the Patrol Team never wore them.
Li Hong shook his head, water splattering like arrows from his hair, creating a mist around him. He said leisurely, "Why haven't any of the demons shown up? My jade bottle hasn't been opened yet; just thinking about it makes me anxious."
Spirit Stone, twirling a damp clump of mouse whiskers, chuckled, "You'll have your chance..."
He suddenly stopped, his expression turning serious. Li Hong sensed it too. There were signs of Yin Power fluctuations from the Demon Sect Monsters high in the sky.
His expression turned cold as his Divine Consciousness swiftly reached into the sky.
In the clouds, ten or so dark figures slowly became visible. Upon closer inspection, Li Hong found it strange that these individuals were not like the earlier Demon Sect Monsters who wore hooded cloaks that obscured most of their faces; instead, they were dressed in ordinary black robes with their faces fully exposed.
The leader had considerable cultivation, appearing to be at the Mid-Stage of Transformation. He seemed to carry less Yin energy and had a faint aura of blackness. He stood with his hands behind his back in the clouds, coldly gazing down as if observing something.
Li Hong noticed that this demon was surprisingly handsome, with very pale skin and somewhat feminine features, almost resembling the legendary Rabbit Spirit.
After staring for a long time at the Rabbit Spirit, the demon's thin lips moved as he communicated something to his subordinates behind him. Then his figure faded and disappeared.
The high sky returned to calm.
Li Hong confirmed they had left before speaking to Spirit Stone.
Spirit Stone remained silent for a long while after hearing this and slowly said, "Strange; they don't seem to be from the same group as those earlier demons. What's going on?"
Li Hong recalled some rumors he had heard and pondered aloud, "Could it be that Old Demon's disciple came to inspect?"
Spirit Stone understood that Li Hong was referring to Yandao Demon Lord and shook his head. "If their cultivation is only at Mid-Stage of Transformation, then it definitely isn't him. The disciples of that Old Demon hold very high status in the Demon Sect; a direct disciple would never have such low cultivation. At most, they would be a grand-disciple or even further down."
Li Hong's eyes flashed as he suddenly stood up. "We need to intercept him!"
Spirit Stone sighed wryly, "Don't think about it. There are countless disciples of Old Demon. Do you think Demon Sect cares? Besides, they have long since retreated!"
After pondering for a while, he recalled something and stood up, saying, "I need to go back once. You all continue to be cautious and investigate here. Do not act rashly; we will discuss everything when I return."
Spirit Stone turned and rushed towards North Mountain Exit.
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At Chengxian Pavilion, on the The Abode of the Sect Leader on the Twenty-Eighth Floor, Ling Xuzi listened to Spirit Stone's words and pondered for a long time. He took out a Silk Scroll from his pocket and handed it to Spirit Stone, saying, "Take a look at this. It is the latest battle report from the Immortal Sect."
Spirit Stone unfolded it and saw that the content of the battle report, which came every ten days, was just like previous reports. The Immortal Sect had swept through a certain outer hall of the Demon Sect, detailing enemy casualties, their own casualties, and who among them was injured. However, this report ended with an additional note: "According to reliable intelligence, there are four major Dark Halls of the Demon Sect, personally overseen by the four direct disciples of Yandao Demon Lord. Their exact locations are unknown. If your sect has any information, please inform us."
Unable to contain himself, Spirit Stone clapped his hands together, "After six years of fighting, we finally know that the Demon Sect has the Four Major Dark Halls. It's a pity we don't know their exact locations; otherwise, we could all rush in together and surely break them!"
Suddenly, he thought of something, and his expression darkened.
Ling Xuzi sighed, "You understand now." He said solemnly, "I have some more news. As far as I know, among the Nine Major Sects, besides our Nine Li Sect, only the Emei Sect is like us; only our two sects have been in conflict with the Demon Sect Monster at our doorstep."
Spirit Stone said gravely, "Do you suspect that one of the Four Major Dark Halls is nearby?"
"This is already a certainty. Think about it: since the Immortal Sect declared war on the Demon Sect six years ago, how many elders have sacrificed from our Nine Li Sect compared to others? Even Emei cannot compare; in fact, we've lost more at our doorstep than those sent into battle. This is self-evident. Today you also saw a group of different-looking Demons, which makes me even more uneasy; I have a more terrifying thought..."
"There are two major Dark Halls close to us!" shouted Spirit Stone, his hands trembling slightly. "How can we allow others to sleep peacefully beside our bed! This is precisely why they are restless every day!"
Ling Xuzi nodded silently, deeply troubled as he sighed heavily.
Having been struck down by Ling Xuzi's words, Spirit Stone muttered to himself, "The two major Dark Halls of the Demon Sect Four Major Dark Halls are close to us. Heaven help us! How can our Nine Li Sect be so plagued with disasters!" He suddenly stood up and exclaimed loudly, "The only plan now is to quickly seek help from Kunlun. Brother, you must hurry; do not hesitate at all. You must persuade the sect leader to send reinforcements!"
"That's all we can do now. I just don't know if they will believe us," sighed Ling Xuzi, once again letting out a long sigh.
"Hmph! Once the ' Celestial Sect Order ' comes down, we will have to send elders into battle. If we face difficulties and they do not come to support us, then we should simply withdraw all participating elders! Protecting our homeland is paramount; do we want our Nine Li Sect to be the first sect captured by the Demon Sect! At this rate, I see it as very likely!" said Spirit Stone, coldly.
Ling Xuzi's eyes flickered as he began to calculate.
After six years of fighting, more than fifty elders have already sacrificed their lives, including the former Yue Qingzi and another expert at the Nascent Soul Stage. Now, there are only over ninety elders left in the Nine Li Sect, with only twenty-one at the Nascent Soul Stage. Excluding myself, Chief Elder of Punishment Yue Mangzi, the Chief Elder of Alchemy Yue Changzi, and the idle Yun Jiuzi, there are still seventeen remaining. However, most of these seventeen Nascent Soul Stage elders cannot be seen in public because they belong to the Array Hall and must take turns guarding the Li Fire Formation, requiring at least three people on duty at all times. Therefore, counting Yun Jiuzi, Yue Changzi, and Yue Mangzi, there are no more than ten Nascent Soul Stage elders who can participate in battle at any given moment.
The remaining seventy or so elders below the Nascent Soul Stage include the newly promoted Chu Hongzi; all fifty of them are part of the patrol and supply team, highlighting how tight the manpower is. Perhaps using Spirit Stones is a good idea. If those from the Immortal Sect refuse to lend a hand, Nine Li Sect could recall all the elders currently engaged in battle outside. They have over fifty members out there, nearly equivalent to another Purchasing Patrol Team, which could be quite useful.
Ling Xuzi made up his mind and stood up coldly: "Let's do as you say! I will reopen the Heaven and Earth Platform and personally head to Kunlun."
Spirit Stone nodded resolutely: "Don't worry! Before you return, I will ensure that the Heaven and Earth Platform remains secure without any incidents!"
"Good, I'll leave this to you!" Ling Xuzi patted Spirit Stone's shoulder heavily.
The two exchanged glances, each reflecting a steadfast determination to face life and death together.
The Heaven and Earth Platform reopened once again with a humming sound as red light flashed. Ling Xuzi disappeared from the platform along with two Nascent Soul Stage elders.
The Heaven and Earth Platform cannot be closed before Ling Xuzi returns; otherwise, it could lead to major issues during transmission. Spirit Stone decided to call back the Patrol Team to surround the Heaven and Earth Platform tightly. If demons manage to infiltrate during this time, they would have no choice but to fight hard.
On the White Jade Plaza, where shadows could be seen, all available elders had gathered. Li Hong stood on the periphery with a solemn expression, his body straight as a spear.
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