Chapter 233: The elixir is in short supply, the barbarians invite you to fight

The peaceful years did not last long, and the tranquility of Feiyun City was once again broken by the surging winds and clouds.

The army, which had just rested, did not even have time to catch its breath before beating drums and marching again towards the Rift Valley.

However, this time it was not the barbarians who attacked, but Yun Yichen led his army to launch a counterattack against the barbarians who had occupied the Rift.

Chen Anyuan was in the Ten Thousand Swords Tower. With the power of the Pupil Shadow Weaving Sky Array, he could vaguely see the smoke rising from the distant battlefield.

The two armies faced off, just like the most ferocious black dragon and the violent yellow scales in the world biting each other. The sky and the earth changed color, and the thunderous sound of fighting shook every inch of land.

On the battlefield, several figures like ghostly shadows shuttled between the two armies. Every time their figures flashed, at least one black-armored soldier would die.

Now the Shadow Barbarian King's tribe has not retreated yet, and together with the Strength Barbarian King, the human race's defense line is in jeopardy under such an offensive.

Feiyun City could have chosen a more prudent strategy, waiting for Ling Xuanxiao, Yun Yichen and others to return from their injuries, gathering tremendous strength, and retaking the Rift Valley with minimal sacrifice.

But the current situation is like a game of chess, and King Liman's injuries are also recovering quietly. If we wait until then, the challenges we face may become even more arduous.

During the several months of confrontation between the two armies, Chen An, except for occasionally going to the Ten Thousand Swords Tower to check on the battle situation, spent the rest of his time in the clan, either practicing or refining the Yanbingrongling Pill.

But as time went on, he felt more and more that something was wrong.

The amount of Red Flame Spiritual Fruit and Mysterious Ice Cold Grass sent by Li Zhen decreased month by month, and in fact, he had stopped receiving these two kinds of spiritual medicines in recent times.

At this critical moment of life and death, there must be some unknown hidden reason behind cutting off such important cultivation resources.

The only reasonable speculation is that there is a problem with the supply of these two spiritual plants.

Although they are also planted in Feiyun City, the output is scarce and far from meeting the growing demand. The main source of these spiritual medicines has always been supplied by Yunyin Province, which is ruled by Xuanling Danhuang. Not only is the output abundant and the quality high, the price is also relatively low, making it a treasure land for the source of spiritual medicines for the human race.

The sudden supply cut was probably due to problems in Yunyin Prefecture.

Rift Valley.

At this moment, Man Qian and Man Huang temporarily put aside the Linghuang Blood Moon Formation that was about to be completed. They looked serious and walked hurriedly, their target directly at the dreaded Tianyun Wind Region at the other end of the valley.

As they approached step by step, the scene in front of them gradually changed. A violent gale carried countless tiny foreign objects as small as needles and whistled towards them. The power was so strong that even people with their level of cultivation would not dare to get involved easily unless they used their golden bodies.

The legendary Tianyun Wind Region was once just a place where ordinary strong winds raged, but ever since a meteorite from outer space fell from the starry sky here, everything has changed dramatically.

The meteorite fell to the ground, and over the years, it was not eroded and dissipated by the strong wind. Instead, under the influence of some strange force, it merged with the wind domain and split into countless indestructible fragments.

After being baptized by endless years, these fragments have become extremely sharp and can easily penetrate the defenses of ordinary treasures, posing a huge threat to the body and soul of cultivators.

In this wind domain, even cultivators who have reached the realm of refining emptiness must be extremely careful. If they are careless, they will face the risk of having their souls torn apart by the pervasive strong winds and sharp fragments, and turning into a lonely soul in this wind domain.

In a mood of tension and anticipation, Manqian and Manhuang waited patiently for several hours.

Finally, a figure slowly walked out from the strong wind.

This man was short but extremely strong, with tiny scars all over his body.

His cold and hard face revealed a fierceness that should not be underestimated. Even though his body looked weak, he exuded a powerful aura that no one dared to underestimate.

"Second Elder, you have finished your training and summoned us here, but for..."

Man Lie's eyes were as cold as a star. Before he could finish his words, he interrupted, "Didn't I tell you that in this outside world, you must respect me as a general!"

"Yes, yes, General!" Manhuang and Manqian hurriedly lowered their heads and exchanged nervous glances with each other, with beads of sweat already oozing out of their foreheads.

Standing in front of them was Manlie, one of the three elders of the Limanwang tribe.

Another elder died heroically after blocking a fatal blow for King Liman in the fierce battle against Feiyun City not long ago. The remaining one is responsible for guarding the tribe and stabilizing the rear.

But when it comes to prestige and respect, no one can match Manlie.

Born with short stature and weak constitution, he should have been regarded as useless among the extremely strong barbarians. However, with his amazing perseverance and unremitting hard work, he trained his body to an extraordinary level and ascended to the position of elder.

The strength of his cultivation can be seen from the fact that he can travel through the Tianyun Wind Region with his physical body alone.

"Recently, the human race has been frequently invading and plotting against the Rift Valley. Logically speaking, with our barbarian strength, it would be easy to drive out the human race."

"However, the human race seems to have mastered some means. The power of their battle formations has been greatly improved compared to the past. Even the 'Ten Cold Flames Formation' that is comparable to an ordinary fourth-level Void Refinement cultivator, now two or three formations combined can actually compete with a barbarian warrior of our race who has cultivated into a golden armor in the middle stage of Void Refinement."

"Over the past few months, our warriors have suffered heavy losses, and the barbarian population is not as prosperous as that of the human race. With such a consumption, I am afraid it will be difficult to continue."

Man Lie sighed softly, looked at the two of them with deep eyes, and asked, "You two are both very talented and highly valued by the Barbarian King. Do you have any good ideas for this predicament?"

Faced with this sudden inquiry, Man Qian seemed quite anxious. He rubbed his hands and scratched his head, like an ant on hot pot, restless and uneasy. Obviously, he had no so-called "good plan".

In contrast, Manhuang seemed much calmer, with a faint smile on his face. He took a step forward and said, "Although we have a plan, it is far from your thoughtful consideration. I am afraid it is not as comprehensive and perfect as yours."

Obviously, Manlie summoned them not to gather ideas, but because he already had a plan in mind.

Man Lie nodded slightly, a hint of imperceptible complacency flashed across his eyes, and he whispered, "You are quite self-aware."

"How is the arrangement of the Linghuang Blood Moon Formation going? This formation is the key to our tribe's defense against foreign enemies."

"Reporting to the general, the formation has been mostly completed. We just need to work harder and it will be completed soon. However, we have not received specific instructions from Lord Barbarian King for the most critical blood sacrifice ceremony."

"I have already received news of this matter from Lord Barbarian King. The blood sacrifice will take some time to prepare. After all, this is a very serious act. Once it is discovered by other races, it may cause unnecessary trouble."

Man Lie sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness between his brows, "The situation is urgent now, we can only try to buy time."

"How do we fight for it? The human race's offensive is like a tide. If this trend continues, the strength of our race will gradually weaken." Manhuang frowned, his worry evident in his words.

"Send this armistice agreement to the human race!" Manlie said as he took out a secret letter that had been prepared long ago and handed it to Manhuang.

"Armistice agreement?!" Manhuang's eyes were full of confusion, but he never dared to question the wise Second Elder easily.

"It's time to let the Shadow Barbarians help us again. Tell them to go all out and make full preparations." A meaningful smile appeared on Manlie's lips, as if everything was under control.

"Yes, sir. I'll arrange for someone to do it right away."

Manhuang took the secret letter respectfully, a look of enlightenment in his eyes, and then he quickly left with Manqian who was waiting on the side.

On the other side facing the barbarians, Yun Yichen and others were also frowning at this moment.

“According to the secret letter from the City Lord’s Mansion, Yunyin Province was not spared and was raided by the barbarians, causing a sharp decrease in the supply of Red Flame Spirit Fruit and Mysterious Ice Grass to Feiyun City. And the Flame Ice Melting Spirit Pills in our hands will not last long if they are consumed at this rate.” Yun Yichen slowly put away the jade slip, his face calm, showing no sadness or joy, but there was unspeakable worry hidden in his deep eyes.

"What should we do? Without the help of the Yanbing Rongling Pill, it will be very difficult for us to defeat those 'shit barbarians'!"

Pei Wuji's voice was deep and heavy, his face full of worry.

Due to their special uses, the two spiritual plants, Red Flame Spiritual Fruit and Mysterious Ice Cold Grass, are not grown and stored on a large scale in all immortal cultivation cities.

Only Yunyin Province, where Xuanling Danhuang is in charge, has become the main supplier of these two spiritual plants because of its unique conditions. However, as Yunyin Province has also been invaded by barbarians, its own demand for spiritual plants has increased dramatically, and naturally it can no longer support Feiyun City as usual.

"Don't be anxious. The city lord has sent people to other immortal cultivation cities in Qingcangzhou to seek purchases. Although we can't expect a large amount, it is enough to solve the problem temporarily. However, this is not a long-term solution after all."

Yun Yichen spoke in a calm tone, seemingly to comfort everyone, but he was actually extremely anxious. As the leader of the Tianwei, he was well aware of the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

Although the Black Armor Army and the Sky Guards were extremely brave, it was difficult for them to withstand the fierce offensive of the Golden Armor Barbarians without the assistance of the Yanbingrongling Pill.

The loss of Tianwei is secondary. Once the defense line is broken by the barbarians and allowed to penetrate deep into the hinterland of Qingcangzhou, it will be a great sin to the human race and the Human Emperor!

With a subtle but rhythmic sound of footsteps, the white-haired sword demon stepped into the hall. He held a warm jade slip in his hand and said in a calm tone, "The secret letter from the barbarians has just arrived."

Yun Yichen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw the fierce murderous aura lingering all over his body: "Did you kill the barbarian who delivered the letter again this time?"

The white-haired sword demon raised his lips slightly, and responded calmly: "My hands are itching, so I'll just do it."

Yun Yichen shook his head helplessly. Communication between the two armies was normal, but with the cultivation level of the Spiritualization or even Refining Void, there was no need to risk one's life to send a letter. There were many ways to transmit the message over long distances.

However, no matter what means are used, it is impossible to control the craft from a long distance without an anchor, so they have to get a little closer to ensure both efficiency and the safety of the messenger.

However, this white-haired sword demon has the ability to take the life of the opponent after noticing it. This is not the first time such a thing has happened, which makes the barbarians gnashing their teeth in hatred, but they can do nothing about it.

"Old Man Yun, what did those 'shit barbarians' say in the letter?" Pei Wuji poked his head in, looking anxious.

"See for yourself."

"These 'shit bastards' must be up to no good."

Pei Wuji muttered as he took the jade slip. He scanned it with his spiritual sense and a look of "as expected" appeared on his face. He then said excitedly: "It seems that the barbarians are scared. Why not take this opportunity to gather our forces and kill them in one fell swoop."

It turned out that the barbarians in the letter proposed to hold three one-on-one competitions, on the grounds that if the two tribes continued to fight each other, it would be a lose-lose situation. The loser would have to retreat thousands of miles to avoid unnecessary casualties.

"Absolutely not!"

Yun Yichen pondered for a moment, and said in a deep and powerful voice: "Although the barbarians are afraid of consumption, how long can we hold on?"

"Once the Black Armor Army loses the support of the Flame Ice Melting Spirit Pill, its combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced and it will be completely defeated!"

"Whether it's collecting Red Flame Spirit Fruit and Mysterious Ice Cold Grass from other Xiuxian Cities, or using the Nine Nether Sword Formation to condense the Sword Evil, it will take time."

"Besides, the city lord and several seriously injured Heavenly Guards have not yet recovered. In my opinion, we might as well agree to their proposal temporarily and use this opportunity to delay time as much as possible to buy the army a chance to catch their breath."

After hearing this, Pei Wuji frowned and thought for a moment. Finally, he nodded slightly, but the worry between his brows did not completely disappear: "What if the barbarians lose and refuse to admit their defeat?"

Hearing this, Yun Yichen raised a sly smile and said, "Do you think I, Yun, will admit defeat if I lose? This is just a delaying tactic."

"You old man, you usually keep silent, but you have more bad intentions than anyone else."

Pei Wuji laughed loudly upon hearing this, with a hint of tacit understanding in his laughter. He then asked seriously, "However, how do we decide on the candidates for the battle?"

"Since we have decided to do so, three matches are not enough. Let's communicate with them about the rules of the competition and think it over carefully. The longer it takes, the better it will be for us."

"Okay, the guy with white hair is pretty strong, so count him in."

Yun Yichen looked at Pei Wuji with deep eyes and said in a deep voice: "In my opinion, we have to fight at least five times. The battle of the fifth level of Refining Void will be left to you."

"Very good!" Pei Wuji answered loudly, his eyes flashing with eagerness to try.

Inside the Tower of Ten Thousand Swords, the sword energy is fierce and sharp.

Chen An and the other man had been planning for a long time. In order to condense the sword evil more quickly, they announced a sword-fighting event on the first floor of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower in the name of the City Lord's Mansion.

In order to attract more monks to participate and lower the threshold for participation, the competition venue is specially arranged on the first floor.

After all, the Ten Thousand Swords Tower is an integrated whole, so it doesn't make much difference which floor it is held on for collecting sword energy.

As soon as the news spread, cultivators from all walks of life flocked to the city. Not only were there Nascent Soul and Spiritual Transformation cultivators, but also several Void Refinement experts who happened to pass through Feiyun City and came here to see the city.

The prizes are generous. The rewards for those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage and have become gods are already coveted. The prize for the first place in the Refining Void stage is an even rarer item, the Lingxu Breaking Barrier Pill, which helps the third-level Refining Void cultivators break through the bottleneck. The second place winner gets the Qingxin Tongling Pill, and the third place winner gets an ordinary mysterious weapon.

The other top ten also have various valuable spiritual materials, which is also a very considerable income for ordinary cultivators.

"What should we do? We have collected quite a few Sword Demons, but it's a bit difficult for just the two of us to handle so many people." Chu Fenglei looked at the vast sea of ​​people. Thousands of people came to sign up, and he was a little panicked unexpectedly.

In this grand occasion, only a small number of cultivators were from Feiyun City, and the majority were cultivators from other surrounding immortal cultivation cities who had heard the news and came here.

"That's easy. I'll go back to my tribe and call some people over to help. After we've dealt with the first few rounds of competition, it should be easier."

Faced with this kind of thing, Chen An smelled something different. As long as the barbarians were still there and the Nine Nether Sword Formation was still there, there would definitely be many similar fights.

If the Chen family could control it, it would be a rare opportunity to expand their influence.

"I almost forgot about this. I'll have to trouble you, Brother Chen."

"It should."

Just as Chen An was about to turn around and leave, a monk with snow-white hair and a cold and arrogant face came towards him.

"Fellow Daoist Bai! Did you receive the Yanbing Rongling Pill I sent you earlier?"

"I have received the Yanbing Rongling Pill, but I am not here for this."

After that, the white-haired sword demon took out a jade slip with an expressionless face and said, "Take a look at this. I am here to pass on a message from Yun Yichen."

Chen An took the jade slip and took a quick look at it. His expression suddenly changed, and he could not hide his surprise: "Invite me to fight the barbarians? There are so many strong people in Feiyun City, why did you choose me?"

"At this level of Refining Void, you are the most suitable candidate at the moment!"

(End of this chapter)