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The Seven-Colored Devouring Python, towering at a hundred feet long, was encircled by five people holding hands. Its body was adorned with vibrant patterns of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet, making it appear incredibly dazzling. In the ranking of Ancient Beasts, the Seven-Colored Devouring Python held the second position, just behind the true Divine Dragon.
"Could those legends really be true? How could a creature like the Seven-Colored Devouring Python exist in the Soul World?"
Wei Chen's mind drifted back to six years ago when the Demon Lotus descended and the Golden Armored Giant swung its axe at it before vanishing. That Golden Armored Giant must have come from another world; surely a beast as powerful as the Seven-Colored Devouring Python could only exist in such a realm.
"Why has the Seven-Colored Devouring Python appeared here, a beast powerful enough to devour the earth?" Wei Chen gazed helplessly at the spiraling Seven-Colored Devouring Python above him, feeling waves of helplessness wash over him. It was torturous that he had to break through a major realm just to ask a single question.
But wasn't this also a form of motivation?
After a long while, a woman clad in a seven-colored battle skirt returned to Wei Chen's side.
"Should I call you Serpent Queen, Seven-Colored Devouring Python, or Ni Junlin?" Wei Chen asked helplessly. Surely this question didn't require breaking through a major realm to ask?
"Call me Ni Junlin. Although I am a serpent demon, I prefer my human form. This name was given to me by you, so of course I should be called Ni Junlin," she replied. In her expression, Wei Chen sensed an ambiguous mix of emotions that felt both flirtatious and melancholic.
"This woman seemed like an ice mountain when she first appeared, but now she has completely changed; is all this emotion just an act?" Wei Chen thought silently before asking, "Is Ni Junlin really a name I gave you?"
"It was given in another world," Ni Junlin replied curtly, her demeanor haughty as she looked down on Wei Chen. "At that time, your strength was unparalleled; I was merely one of your subordinates. Now, however, it's your turn to be my subordinate."
Ni Junlin's lips curved into a smirk as her eyes sparkled with mischief; finally, there it was!
"Alright then, no problem," Wei Chen said before asking again, "What about those two people? What happened with them?"
"They were fighting on my territory and were easily dealt with by me when they ran out of energy. It's that simple," Ni Junlin seemed disinterested in the matter and reminded Wei Chen, "Hurry up and cultivate. Condensing the Mountain Spirit of this Sword Mountain will bring you endless benefits. Once you reach the Fate Soul Realm, I'll tell you more about yourself."
Upon hearing this, Wei Chen didn't hesitate. He immediately found a high ground, sat cross-legged, and activated the Soul Refinement Technique he had obtained from Cloud Spirit Sect to absorb Soul Power frantically. The Soul Power at the peak of Sword Mountain was primarily released by the Sword Mountain Spirit; since it was rarely visited by people, the Soul Power here was much denser than in other places, making absorption smooth and effortless.
Countless strands of Soul Power infused with Mountain Spirit attributes flowed into Wei Chen's body and condensed within his Essence.
Wei Chen remained calm as he focused on condensing his Essence Martial Soul. The Demon Lotus would send out a petal to assist him, just as it always did. Thus, Wei Chen concentrated solely on absorbing Soul Power, ignoring everything else.
The presence of the Demon Lotus was an immense help to him.
Ni Junlin floated silently in the air, watching Wei Chen without saying a word or making any movement.
However, deep down, Wei Chen was far from as tranquil as he appeared. Donghua's death was undoubtedly connected to Seven-Colored Devouring Python Ni Junlin; he just lacked the strength to confront him. For now, he could only nod in agreement with whatever Ni Junlin claimed. Did he have the right to question anything else?
The two of them remained quiet while at the foot of Sword Mountain, a thousand-member armored cavalry unit galloped forward on their steeds.
The guards protecting the convoy at the base of Sword Mountain showed little reaction; the armored unit bore the insignia of Wushuang City, and nothing could shake the Dragon King Temple.
"May I ask if you gentlemen have come with news from Wushuang City?" a Chu Family driver inquired cheerfully.
"Indeed, we have news to convey," the Centurion sneered before suddenly roaring, "Kill them all! Leave not a single one alive!"
Over a thousand cavalrymen charged toward the convoy, screams erupted, and soon enough, the convoy's personnel were slaughtered cleanly.
Within Wushuang City, a massive storm was brewing.
One hundred thousand City Guard Army soldiers surrounded the various residences of the Chu Family factions. Around the Lord's Mansion, three thousand troops gathered under Chuxiong's orders to launch a fierce assault.
Inside the Lord's Mansion, a thousand elite guards vowed to resist to the death. They belonged to no faction but were solely accountable to the current lord. Lord Chu Yu had died atop Sword Mountain, along with their ancestor Chu Liuxiang. Unaware of this grim reality, they hoped for Chu Yu and Chu Liuxiang to return soon and restore order.
In half a day's time, Wushuang City was engulfed in turmoil. Members of the Chu Family factions clashed with City Guard Army soldiers in every corner of Wushuang City. However, due to their overwhelming numbers, the Chu Family members could not hold their ground. The key forces that could determine the outcome of this battle had perished atop Sword Mountain; thus, the Chu Family faced inevitable doom.
"Reporting to the general, we have not found Chuliang!"
"General, we have not found any trace of Chuliang here!"
"General, the entire Wushuang City is under martial law, and there is still no sign of Chuliang."
Inside the military tent, Chuxiong anxiously awaited the results, only to be met with immense disappointment.
They had taken control of Wushuang City and searched so thoroughly, yet they still could not find Chuliang?
Chuxiong's brows furrowed deeply as he waved his hand. "Continue the search. We must find Chuliang; otherwise, this operation will be deemed a failure. Dismissed."
Once the subordinate generals left in haste, Chuxiong turned to the back of the tent and said in a low voice, "You two, are you not coming out?"
"Chuxiong, your incompetence is astounding! Chuliang is your greatest rival, and you let him escape?"
Xiao Lang stepped forward with a sinister expression, his hawk-like eyes fixed on Chuxiong.
"Standing there and talking is easy; why don't you give it a try?" Chuxiong retorted coldly.
"Uncle Chu, we of the Xiao Family entrusted you with this matter because we thought highly of you. Who would have expected you to create such a mess! If something goes wrong, we can just walk away, but it will be you who suffers," Xiao Xuan added as he emerged from the shadows, sneering at Chuxiong.
"Heh, that's quite a nice sentiment. This situation was doomed from the start. Once Chu Yu and Chu Liuxiang return with a large number of powerful Cloud Spirit Sect members from within Wushuang City's territory, none of you will escape," Chuxiong said with a cold smile, seemingly eager to witness that outcome.
It appeared that the relationship between him and the Xiao family was far from harmonious.
"Heh, don’t try to intimidate us; we’re not afraid," Xiao Xuan paused before continuing coldly. "That group has been down there for so long without returning; they must have perished inside. The ruins of an Eighth Rank Soul Realm Expert are not something their meager strength can easily explore."
Chuxiong fell silent, knowing that the chances of survival for Chu Liuxiang and Donghua were indeed slim.
"I'll tell you this: the Soul Palace is very interested in the remains of the Eighth Rank Soul Realm Expert. Now that the war in the Sui Kingdom has stabilized, a large number of powerful individuals from the Soul Palace are on their way here. Even if that group returns alive, they won't have the qualifications to deal with the Soul Palace. You should focus on your own matters; Chuliang must be captured. Even if it means digging three feet into the ground in Wushuang City, we must catch Chuliang!" Xiao Lang said in a low voice.
Chuxiong was taken aback, his face showing shock as he asked, "The people from the Soul Palace are coming to Wushuang City?"
"Of course. Without the strong from the Soul Palace, do you really think we can occupy Wushuang City? Don't forget, the forces in Wushuang City are not just your City Guard Army; there’s also a million strong Peerless Legion. Can your City Guard Army hold them off?" Xiao Lang sneered repeatedly, fully aware of Chuxiong's calculations. Without the Soul Palace's strong presence, perhaps Wushuang City would fall into Chuxiong's hands.
"An urgent report for the general!"
At that moment, a voice came from outside the tent. Xiao Lang and Xiao Xuan shot a fierce glare at Chuxiong before returning to the rear tent.
"Come in."
"General, bad news! The Scouting Team outside reports that Garrison Armies from all four directions are heading towards Wushuang City and will arrive at the city within three hours!"
Hearing this, Chuxiong's face changed dramatically as he waved his hand to dismiss the messenger. After Xiao Lang and Xiao Xuan exited the rear tent, they both looked at Chuxiong with displeasure.
"Chuxiong, how could the Garrison Army receive news so quickly?" Xiao Lang narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent flashing.
"Xiao Lang, do you think I informed them? I led troops to take down the lord's mansion; if I called them here, wouldn't that be self-destruction?" Chuxiong retorted angrily. Being suspected by "allies" felt terrible.
"What do you plan to do?" Xiao Lang did not pursue further; at this point, it was unwise to offend Chuxiong too much.
After pondering for a moment, Chuxiong said solemnly, "When can the Soul Palace experts arrive? As long as we eliminate the senior commanders of the Garrison Army, the remaining ordinary soldiers will certainly not dare to disobey my orders."
"It will take two more days." Xiao Lang was also anxious; in two days' time, he wondered if Chuxiong's City Guard Army could withstand an assault from two hundred thousand Garrison Army soldiers.
The City Guard Army and the Garrison Army are not of the same type. The City Guard Army is stationed within Wushuang City, responsible for maintaining order in the city, while the Garrison Army is stationed a hundred miles outside Wushuang City in all directions, safeguarding its security, with a total strength of two hundred thousand.
In contrast, the million-strong Peerless Legion is stationed even farther away, at the border with the Sui Kingdom and near the territory of Yelü's forces, where a large number of unmatched troops exist. It would be extremely difficult for the Peerless Legion to come to the rescue, especially with the Garrison Army being the hardest to defend against.
"General Qian of the Garrison Army has no ties with me; they wouldn't easily interfere in the internal affairs of the Chu Family. However, their swift arrival this time must be due to that scoundrel Chuliang meddling," Chuxiong thought, secretly resenting himself for agreeing to the demands of the Xiao Family. If it weren't for the leverage they had over him, he would never have engaged in such matters. With the Xiao Family entangled with the Soul Palace, it was impossible for him to take control of Wushuang City; he could never outmaneuver them.
Chuxiong was filled with regret, realizing that collaborating with the Xiao Family was akin to seeking skin from a tiger.
While Chuxiong, Xiao Lang, and Xiao Xuan were all anxious and worried, in a special place within Wushuang City, festivities continued unabated.
"There won't be any guests tonight. With Wushuang City in such chaos, even those Young Masters wouldn't dare to come out and play at a time like this. Let's close up shop."
Musa stood at the corridor's edge, idly chatting as he spoke lightly to the woman beside him.
"Young Master, should we take advantage of this? This is our best opportunity." The woman was Beautiful Woman, often seen by Musa's side, alluring and voluptuous.
Yet at this moment, she lacked her usual demeanor; despite her revealing attire, her sharp gaze made it clear that she was not to be underestimated.
"The opportunity is indeed good, but we should remain cautious about those heading to Sword Mountain," Musa replied firmly, his tone steady and resolute.
"What are your plans, Young Master?" Beautiful Woman asked.
After hesitating for a long time, Musa's expression hardened as he coldly smiled and said, "Prepare to take action and seize Wushuang City!"
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