Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 241 - 220 Tricks, Part 2

"Let’s wait a bit. Once we’re past this section, there will be far fewer towns along the way. The Princess couldn’t possibly have friends in the deep mountains and forests, right?" Zhang Rongfang consoled.

The group laughed but didn’t respond.

The Daoist could joke with the Princess because their statuses weren’t too different.

But not them.

They silently ate the wild boar meat when suddenly there was a sound of clothes flapping in the distance.

Soon after, voices were heard greeting the Princess.

"She’s back," Zhang Rongfang joked. "It seems we should talk more; perhaps she heard our words and returned."

"That’s right, Daoist," Ah Yi laughed.

He was also eager to reach Citong soon to find a comfortable place to relax.

After a simple meal, Zhang Rongfang got up, found a dark spot to meditate, and prepared to rest.

At the same time, he also added the attribute points he had just obtained to make a total of three, all invested in the Illusion Talisman Skill.

Silently, the three attribute points turned into countless streams of air like fine sand, appearing out of thin air inside his body, then spreading throughout.

Zhang Rongfang could clearly feel his body becoming heavier, and its density increasing.

This enhancement induced by External Medicine was similar to breaking limits to enter the grade, bringing comprehensive strengthening to the body.

He understood why, after the Super Grade, martial artists would improve significantly all of a sudden.

He glanced at the description behind the Illusion Talisman Skill in the attribute panel, which had changed from External Medicine three times to four times.

The dissatisfaction caused by the Commandery Princess delaying him earlier was slightly alleviated.

The feeling of being able to get stronger every moment made him feel quite content.

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On a slope, more than a mile away from the convoy.

Several shadows were gazing at the firelight on the road, standing still.

"It took so long to arrive. Wasted my time."

The voice of the leading person was gloomy and dissatisfied, evidently annoyed by the Commandery Princess Yongxiang’s frequent stops.

"My Lord. Shall we take action tonight, or wait another day?" the assistant shadow asked.

They came with a considerable number of experts, a coalition formed by various forces from the Thousand Teachings Alliance.

The leader, an elder with the surname Wang, was a Super Grade Three Emptiness Level expert, tasked with diverting the Commandery Princess Yongxiang.

The other three, two were Inner Skill, one was External Medicine, the best that each sect could send.

Above them were the Three Emptiness and Grandmaster level experts, whom no family would risk sending, fearing accidents.

In the Thousand Teachings Alliance, such experts usually stayed within their own circles and rarely ventured out.

Having Elder Wang dispatched was already an exertion of effort.

"We’ll act shortly to avoid any unexpected difficulties," the elder said coldly. "Our task is to draw away Yongxiang and the three guards around Zhang Ying, creating an opportunity for the insider."

"We received news a few days ago that Zhang Ying had consumed a Super Grade secret medicine and successfully achieved the Super Grade.

Should we continue with the original plan?" someone asked in a deep voice.

"It’s fine. He is just a newly advanced External Medicine; the two insiders have already reached External Medicine three times, and there are two of them.

The gap is vast due to the accumulation of External Medicine strengthening, so the fight can be quickly resolved," the elder replied.

After the Super Grade, External Medicine must be consumed nine times over a period, equivalent to Ninth Grade, each time enhancing the body substantially.

About a 10% increase each time. Nine times nearly double the total body fitness.

In such a state, two with External Medicine three times against one with just Super Grade and External Medicine once is an easy overwhelm.

One attacks head-on, the other from the back in a surprise attack; the battle can be resolved in no time.

"That should suffice, but Lord Wang, how strong is the Commandery Princess Yongxiang exactly? Do you truly have the confidence to hold her off?" another person inquired again.

Though they were acting together, they ultimately belonged to different factions, so asking more questions was quite normal.

"Why do you think the Alliance sent me here?" Lord Wang coldly chuckled.

"Initially, we only planned to use one insider, but that young man breaking through to the Super Grade during the journey left us with no choice but to employ another insider temporarily to ensure success with the cooperation."

"Enough talk, let’s move!"

The elder immediately stopped speaking, stepped forward, and shot towards the convoy like an arrow.

The others followed closely, silently drawing various weapons.

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Beside the convoy’s campfire.

Zhang Rongfang and his companions were having dinner.

"Who goes there!?" suddenly someone shouted sharply from outside the convoy.

This was followed by a series of dull clashing sounds.

Zhang Rongfang’s expression tensed as he quickly opened his eyes and stood up.

On the campsite, heaps of campfires were the only source of light in the night.

Outside the convoy’s firelight, everything was overshadowed.

From the shadows, several black silhouettes were rapidly flying over, appearing like darts or throwing knives.

These hidden weapons were instantly knocked down by the Captain of the Guard of the Commandery Princess Yongxiang.

A few people, confident in their martial skills, chased after them, with the sounds of combat echoing from the woods and quickly fading away.

Not waiting for the convoy’s side to finish.

On Zhang Rongfang’s side, four people also felt someone rapidly approaching.

Chen Han quickly raised his hand and blocked a silently incoming throwing knife with a ding.

In the darkness, several people suddenly emerged and surrounded Chen Han and Ah Yi, Ah Er, launching attacks with full force.

Chen Han and the others counterattacked, with their bare-handed clashes producing noises akin to metal objects colliding.

"It’s the Spiritual Veins!!" Chen Han’s face changed as he shouted a reminder.

His arms swung, suppressing his opponents like a storm, but there were many of them; two joined to withstand his full-strength blows.