Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills-Chapter 383 - 88: Blackwind Mountain Now and Then, Monster Legion
Chapter 383: Chapter 88: Blackwind Mountain Now and Then, Monster Legion
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Yan Tang Manor.
“Greetings to the Royal Crown Prince.”
Standing outside the door, Song Zhishu, who has already stepped into his midyears and possessed a scholarly appearance, respectfully welcomed Zhao Huai’s arrival.
At the side, the white-haired Granny Su Li and Yang Biao were already in their positions.
The two elderly generals of the Yan country were stationed in the south to guard against unforeseen events. Although Yan Country was far away from danger, they also had to prevent any potential threats
“Master Lord, I have conveyed your words.”
Shen Yuer spoke softly.
When Song Zhishu learned of Zhao Huai’s victorious return from the Western State, he naturally rejoiced. At this time, when he saw the Xia’s Empress, who came to Nanyu Prefecture in person, he was somewhat surprised.
“Does the Crown Prince intend to send troops to join the war in the Xia’s territory and consolidate the frontlines?”
Zhao Huai nodded: “That’s right, now as various Heaven and Earth disasters are rampant and Crow Immortal emerges, Yan Country should also contributes its own strength.”
“If the Central State falls, it would also be difficult for Yan Country to escape. All members of the human race must unite as one.”
Regarding this, Song Zhishu agreed.
As the governor of Yan Country at present, he stood for Zhao Huai to wield great power. In a certain sense, his understanding of the country’s internal affairs was clearer than Zhao Huai’s.
His strategic assessment was more accurate and reliable.
He said that what could be done would definitely be foolproof.
“After years of development, our Yan Country now has more than a hundred thousand soldiers. How many of them does the Crown Prince think should be sent?”
“Just enough to maintain local public order. The rest will all rush into the Xia’s territory.”
Zhao Huai pondered.
Then Song Zhishu turned his head to Yu Qinghan and asked politely: “May I ask the Empress, what is the current arrangement of the Xia’s troops? Our Yan Country army must have a destination when heading there. If some places are weak, we can garrison accordingly.”
Yu Qinghan, who has been silent all this time, finally spoke slowly:
“The Xia Country’s current troops are not many. From the previous 800,000-strong army to today’s 500,000, after my elder brother came to power, he cut down more than half. Many soldiers were recruited two years ago, but after the Battle of the West, the Xia lost a lot and needed a large number of troops to replenish. The weakest area is naturally here.”
Song Zhishu pondered for a moment and said, “In that case, the Yan Country army will advance westward to guard the border, resist the invasion of the Primitive World of the Western State, and the Xia’s army doesn’t have to move. The troops can stay in the north, which can save a large expenditure.”
“Well, that makes sense.”
Zhao Huai saw that the two were discussing harmoniously and spoke solemnly: “As long as you have a good discussion, specific orders will be delivered by the document. Time waits for no one, and we must set off tomorrow.”
Everyone obeyed the order, each nodding their heads.
“Before that, there is one more thing I need to deal with.”
Zhao Huai walked to the window, looked at the distant mountains, and smiled faintly.
Blackwind Mountain.
Birds were chirping, and the fragrance of flowers was refreshing.
The sun appeared at the top of the mountains in the east, casting slanting rays into the forest, swaying trees everywhere.
In the jungle, the demonic qi was overwhelming.
Properly arranged little demons all had solemn expressions on their faces as they watched a burly man with a giant knife in front of them.
These little demons were quite large, at least as tall as a person, and each of them looked menacing. They filled the mountainous area, already reaching the scale of the Blackwind Granny and Spider King occupying Blackwind Mountain in the past and even exceeding them by a lot.
It was not surprising.
Nowadays, Blackwind Mountain has become a vast force of the Demon Race.
A large number of demons flocked to join, but there was a rule on Blackwind Mountain: anyone who joined must obey the rules of the mountain.
At this point, we have to mention this burly man, with a hairy chest and fierce aura, kneeling before him a rat-headed monster.
He was a King of one mountain, the Boar King.
He had become the only powerful demon that could be called a King within thousands of miles.
“How many times have I said that you cannot attack the human villages and cities? If you don’t respect them, this is what will happen!”
The burly man spoke with extreme severity.
As soon as his words fell, the giant knife in his hand came down, chopping off the rat demon’s head directly.
Blood splashed all over the ground.
Making the surrounding demons feel a chill in their hearts.
“This is the end of violating the rules of Blackwind Mountain. Whether you have just joined or have been here for years, you will receive the same treatment!”
The burly man looked around and spoke loudly.
“So, are there any questions?”
At this moment, a weak voice asked.
“Boar King, we are now within the Yan Country’s territory, the number one mountain in the surrounding seven states. We have thousands of powerful demon soldiers under our command. Why should we still subject ourselves to Blackwind Mountain? Now that there are demons wreaking havoc in various places of the Central State, shouldn’t we enter the human world and become the kings of cities?”
This voice undoubtedly reflects the thoughts of many monsters.
Nowadays, Blackwind Mountain is so powerful that it doesn’t need to be guarded here. Instead, focusing on the human race is the most sensible choice.
Hearing this, the Boar King’s face darkened, lifted his huge fist, and with a “boom”, directly smashed a three-meter-tall marble from a distance.
He shouted loudly:
“Although the human race’s attention is not on us at the moment, just a slight mistake, and just one Golden Core cultivator, can lead to heavy losses for us.”
“King, don’t we still have Master Jiu Jie?”
A rabbit demon cautiously interjected.
Another little demon echoed, “Yes, Master Jiu Jie has been at the Core Formation for a long time and is comparable to the existence of the Demon King. We don’t need to fear Golden Core cultivators with him.”
“What if there is a Rebirth Realm cultivator?” the Boar King questioned.
“King, you’re too cautious. Nowadays, how many Rebirth Realm cultivators are there in sects?”
“That’s right, that’s right.”
A group of little demons buzzed.
“Silence! Rules are rules, they cannot be violated, or you can go ask Master Jiu Jie.”
The Boar King stared coldly, his hands behind his back.
There was no room for doubt in his tone.
At this time.
A ferocious-headed human body monster walked out of the cave. He was not as burly as the Boar King or as imposing as the Demon King, but his aura was not weak and was rather restrained. If you didn’t look closely, you wouldn’t even notice it.
The bulging muscles on that arm seemed extremely reliable, and his blood and qi were astonishing, as if one punch could break a low mountain.
He emerged silently from the cave, with brown hair and black eyes, his aura restrained. He came silently to the front of the crowd.
“It’s Master Jiu Jie!”
“Master Jiu Jie has ended his seclusion!”
Many little demons below exclaimed in surprise.
This Jiu Jie is Zhu Ganglie’s younger brother.
Years ago, he had already become famous. Relying on his formidable strength, he defeated many powerful demons and led Blackwind Mountain to become strong, forming an Influence.
Thus, his prestige among the demons is extremely high.
“Jiu Jie, since you’ve fully absorbed the power of the demonic core and refined a few drops of the essence and blood from the blood pool, how many?”
The Boar King’s eyes softened as he looked at Jiu Jie.
Jiu Jie was assigned by that man to assist him. Now it seems that Jiu Jie’s reputation is well known throughout the surrounding states, and no demon does not recognize him.
With his pair of iron fists, he smashed countless powerful demons into pulp.
“Not many, only 10 drops.”
Jiu Jie calmly spoke, appearing relatively low-key compared to demons, not getting involved in too many affairs.
Hearing his answer, the Boar King looked surprised: “So many? I’ve only taken three drops now, and this essence blood is not so easy to refine. To incorporate it into the body requires unbearable pain.”
“Just bear it.”
The Boar King glanced at the hundreds of demons below and frowned, saying:
“Now the various demons under my command have ideas about expanding towards the human race, what do you think?”
He did not treat Jiu Jie as an outsider or a subordinate but as an equal in their relationship.
“Staying in Blackwind Mountain is Master Zhu Ganglie’s order, and we must obey.”
Jiu Jie’s tone was full of certainty, and when mentioning Zhu Ganglie, his eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.
“But staying in Blackwind Mountain forever is not the solution. The number of human expansions is too many, and nowadays Blackwind Mountain can no longer bear so many demons.”
The Boar King was also troubled and felt extremely tormented in his heart.
At this moment, a patrol demon ran up to the Boar King and shouted:
“King, King!”
“A human has come to our door, claiming to be your relative! I didn’t believe him, of course, but he captured the entire patrol squad and only let me go to report to you.”
“King, Master Jiu Jie, you have to help me!”
The patrol demon wailed, kneeling and kowtowing.
“Human Race?”
“Could it be…”
The Boar King and Jiu Jie exchanged a glance and saw the excitement in each other’s eyes.
