Invincible Little School Doctor-Chapter 1766: Not Taking a Single One!

The sword was finally forged by the morning of the second day.

Throughout the night, the Phantom Sound Pavilion and those over two hundred elite Ancient Martial Arts Sect cultivators scarcely rested. After a night of strategic formation changes, the Genius Seven Kills Formation was basically reformed.

However, since they had just come into contact with it, they were still not fully aware of the Genius Seven Kills Formation’s capabilities. On this point, Zi Mengqi could only explain as much as possible. To truly comprehend it, they have to rely on their own insights.

With the Genius Seven Kills Formation reformed, Ye Haochuan divided the Great Formation into three parts according to the strength and weakness of the cultivators.

The first part consisted of the two hundred elite members of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect along with some excellent disciples from the Phantom Sound Pavilion, forming one hundred of the strongest Genius Seven Kills sub-formations.

Since the Ancient Martial Arts Sect cultivators were limited, these formations mostly consisted of Phantom Sound Pavilion cultivators. However, the most crucial Formation Seals, Killing Seal and Control Seal, were managed by Ancient Martial Arts Sect members, enhancing the overall strength significantly.

As for the other positions, they were merely auxiliary seals, and having Phantom Sound Pavilion cultivators in these roles posed no issue.

The second part of the three divisions was entirely composed of elite members from the Phantom Sound Pavilion, meant to support the first part in battle at any moment.

A formation entirely made up of Phantom Sound Pavilion cultivators inevitably had a weaker combat power compared to the first part. However, with the Genius Seven Kills Formation’s support, they’ve significantly improved from before.

The third part, having the relatively weakest strength, was entirely formed by Phantom Sound Pavilion cultivators.

Given that few in the Phantom Sound Pavilion excelled in battle, most of them were allocated to the first and second parts. Therefore, this part was lacking in offensive power, despite its numbers, serving as a third-rate military force.

After the reorganization, they finally had an accurate count of their troops.

"Five thousand people, with the formation’s support, should have a chance to break through!" Ye Yan looked at this number, his brow furrowing slightly.

The number of cultivators above the Foundation Establishment level in the Phantom Sound Pavilion was fewer than he had imagined. Adding the losses from previous battles, only this number remained.

The Evil Sect had over ten thousand members, and even with yesterday’s battle losses, they still had eight to nine thousand, essentially double their numbers. Even with the Genius Seven Kills Formation, no one dared send five thousand against double the enemy forces.

Luckily, they only needed to break through, not completely annihilate the enemy, or Ye Yan would have surely cursed.

"We may be able to successfully break through, but what about them?" Zhu Qingshuang suddenly looked at some ordinary cultivators of the Phantom Sound Pavilion in the distance and sighed.

In the Phantom Sound Pavilion, those who reached Foundation Establishment and above, capable of participating in large-scale battles, were in the minority. The remaining majority were cultivators with little to no resistance abilities, at the Innate or even Postnatal level.

If these cultivators were not brought along, their fate would be easily foreseeable.

"We must abandon some things in desperate times. Sect Master Zhu, you mustn’t be sentimental at this time!" Ye Yan advised.

In terms of seniority, he was much older than Zhu Qingshuang. However, since she was the Sect Master, theoretically on par with Ye Hao, he still had to be as courteous as possible.

"Though you’re right, these are the future of my Phantom Sound Pavilion. Abandoning them like this, how can my Phantom Sound Pavilion revive in the future?" Zhu Qingshuang sighed.

Below Foundation Establishment, not everyone had poor aptitude. Some were too young to have fully developed. In decades, they would be the backbone of the Phantom Sound Pavilion.

"Choose some with good aptitude to bring along. Leave some Fire Seeds for the Phantom Sound Pavilion!" The Old Sect Master spoke with a face full of sorrow, shaking his head helplessly.

Ye Yan furrowed his brow and said, "Bringing some along is possible, but not too many. If we bring too many, they’ll be a burden. If we all fail to escape, it will be troublesome!"

"Then...a hundred!" Zhu Qingshuang gritted her teeth.

Uttering this number was painful. Because it meant all those beyond this number would be sentenced to death.

Ye Yan and the Old Sect Master nodded slightly, accepting this number.

Just at this moment, Ye Haochuan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Not a single one!"

"Haochuan, what did you say?" Zhu Qingshuang looked at Ye Haochuan in disbelief, thinking she heard wrong. Because the Ye Haochuan she knew wouldn’t refuse such a simple request.

"I said not a single one!" Ye Haochuan reaffirmed.

"You..." Zhu Qingshuang’s heart grew anxious, tears beginning to form in her eyes.

She hadn’t expected Ye Haochuan to refuse her, even though Ye Yan could empathize with her feelings.

Ye Yan, witnessing this, gloated and said, "It’s always during crucial times that characters are truly tested. Sect Master Zhu, you must have a discerning eye, don’t be deceived by appearances!"

"I once thought uncle was a proud man, but didn’t expect he too enjoys stirring up trouble!" Looking at Ye Yan’s gleeful demeanor, Ye Haochuan disdainfully commented.

"Brat, stop being glib. If you weren’t afraid of failing to break out and being captured, why wouldn’t you agree to this condition?" Ye Yan snorted coldly.

"I said not to bring them, not out of fear, but because there’s no need!" Ye Haochuan retorted with a sneer.

"What do you mean?" Zhu Qingshuang queried first.

"Because as long as we drive the Evil Sect out of the Sub-Xun Dimension Realm, even if we don’t bring them, they won’t be in danger," Ye Haochuan stated solemnly.

"Are you out of your mind? The enemy’s numbers are twice ours, they can’t be beaten, yet you wish to drive them out? Do you think they’re made of clay?" Ye Hao looked at Ye Haochuan as if he were foolish, disdainfully.

Of course, the members of the Evil Sect aren’t made of clay; in terms of individual strength, most might even surpass those in the Phantom Sound Pavilion.

"Do you think the Genius Seven Kills Formation is just for show?" Ye Haochuan countered.

"You believe your broken formation can defy the heavens?" Ye Yan scoffed, "Even if the formation is powerful, having just been established, how much combat strength can it unleash?"

"To have our newly formed forces confront a battle-hardened enemy with absolute numerical superiority, only a greenhorn like you would dare attempt. All talk, detached from reality!"

Ye Yan’s words made those around nod, expressing their agreement.

While the Genius Seven Kills Formation is indeed formidable, it wasn’t enough to warrant blind arrogance and the belief in their invincibility.

"You think warfare is just comparing numbers? If that were true, why bother fighting? Just send out representatives from each side to showcase their power, then the outcome would be obvious," Ye Haochuan sneered.

Ye Yan was instantly outraged; Ye Haochuan’s remark clearly insinuated that he didn’t know how to wage war.

"Do you think war is some paper-thin fantasy? Do you know the losses you’ll cause if you fail?" Ye Yan shouted sternly. "I want to see who dares to follow a greenhorn like you into chaos!"