Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 83 - 64 Da Liang - , to be continued... [2-in-1 Chapter!]

Chapter 83: Chapter 64 Da Liang Chapter, to be continued... [2-in-1 Chapter!]

Meishan Prefecture.

Dai County.

Hui Feng, the elderly monk with graying beard, walked with purpose and vigorous strides.

Behind him, two other towering monks followed, both strong and powerful in demeanor. One carried a staff, the other wielded a Precepts Sword. Their faces harbored traces of hostility.

Along their journey through Dai County, they had already uncovered seven or eight instances of concealed "Evil Spirits." Fearing they might alert the culprits, they refrained from intervening, but their impressions of Dai County, Baozhi Forest, and Chen Jichuan were far from favorable.

"The disappearance of our fellow brothers, Liao Jue and Liao Tong, is surely tied to Baozhi Forest!"

Liao Zhi, holding his Precepts Sword, spoke in a low voice.

Beside him, Liao Zheng nodded and added, "In the Green Forest, Meishan County is also known as ’Chen County’ or ’Bao County,’ implying that Chen Jichuan and Baozhi Forest are the actual masters of Dai County. Even the county magistrate, upon assuming office, must pay respects to Chen Jichuan at Baozhi Forest as his first priority. Nothing stirs within Dai County without his knowledge. The disappearance of our two brothers is most likely his doing."

Just over half a month ago.

Liao Jue and Liao Tong ventured into Dai County, only to vanish without a trace. After waiting for two days, Hui Feng Monk’s patience wore thin, prompting him to bring his first disciple, Liao Zhi, and his second disciple, Liao Zheng, directly to Dai County.

The first goal: to find Liao Jue and Liao Tong.

The second motive:

"It might not necessarily be Old Ghost Chen’s doing."

Looking southward toward Mount Qian, Hui Feng explained to his disciples, "Twenty years ago, I was tasked with purging the Evil Spirits within Meishan Prefecture. Besides Baozhi Forest’s Old Ghost Chen, I encountered a Daoist of wicked path at a temple on Mount Qian, whose cultivation far surpassed Old Ghost Chen’s. During that fleeting encounter, I glimpsed a ’Jade Dragon Fruit Tree’ within the temple. I instructed Liao Jue and Liao Tong to investigate not merely to benefit humanity but also to secretly assess the situation surrounding the Jade Dragon Fruit Tree at Tongshen Temple. The sinister Daoist has committed unspeakable atrocities, and should he continue to dominate the spirit tree, it could eventually lead to catastrophic consequences."

The events of those years held deep complexities.

At the time, Hui Feng Monk was still serving under the Night Patrol Bureau. Furthermore, the Daoist faction had already overshadowed the Buddhist sects, and Tongshen Temple’s Jade Dragon Fruit Tree was decades away from bearing fruit again.

Hui Feng feared that acting prematurely would only allow the Daoists to reap the benefits, so he chose to bide his time.

Calculating meticulously.

Twenty years later, he returned to Dai County—not for Chen Jichuan, but for Tongshen Temple and the Jade Dragon Fruit Tree!

"The Jade Dragon Fruit Tree?"

"Such an extraordinary item indeed must not fall into the hands of evil!"

Liao Zhi and Liao Zheng brightened visibly.

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If Baima Temple could acquire the Jade Dragon Fruit Tree, it would bolster their chances of leading the Buddhist sects above the Daoist factions by an additional thirty percent in the future.

The two disciples were exhilarated.

Hui Feng Monk, seeing their reaction, was about to speak further when suddenly—

Thump, thump, thump!

Thump, thump, thump!

In the distance, black clouds descended low upon the ground as dark mists surged upward. Among them echoed the sound of hooves striking the earth, as if an army of thousands marched forth.

"This is—"

Hui Feng Monk’s face grew somber. He rubbed his eyes lightly, and spiritual light flickered as he glimpsed within the black fog—the ghost soldiers advancing en masse, flanked by Five Directions and Ten Directions Five Ghosts.

In broad daylight, a hundred ghosts roamed openly!

"Ghost soldiers on the move!"

"Marching under the sun!"

Liao Zheng also discerned the imagery within the black mist. The ghostly energy was oppressive, and he sensed the formidable aura of several amplified ghosts among the throng, so powerful that they even exerted pressure upon him.

Liao Zhi felt the same.

Watching the flagrant display of ghost soldiers overrunning the streets, his heart surged with both shock and fury: "To be this brazen within the borders of Dai County, it could only be the one from Baozhi Forest."

Many cultivators excel at enslaving ghosts, yet within Dai County, the foremost master of such arts was undoubtedly Chen Jichuan.

"Two hundred ghost soldiers."

"Five ghost generals."

"Various factions of Five Ghosts."

Hui Feng Monk surveyed the formation before him, his heart trembling with unease: "Old Ghost Chen’s ’Five Ghosts Yin Soldiers Skill’ is far stronger than it was twenty years ago."

He had experienced Chen Jichuan’s methods firsthand two decades prior.

Now, encountering them once again—

It was clear that these Five Ghosts Yin Soldiers had grown significantly stronger—

Each of the two hundred ghost soldiers possessed power equivalent to Level 4 or Level 5.

Each of the five ghost generals was comparable to Level 7.

The assorted Five Ghosts varied; the weaker ones were no less than Level 6, while the strongest surpassed even the ghost generals.

By observing this alone—

This single technique, the ’Five Ghosts Yin Soldiers Skill,’ was powerful enough to rival the mid-tier Daoist sects in Northern Da Liang. Even compared to Baima Temple, it was closely matched.

If the martial masters and spirit monsters of Baozhi Forest were included in the calculation, it might even surpass Baima Temple.

Yet—

"Has he mobilized the entire force?"

Hui Feng Monk scrutinized the ghost soldiers and their direction of travel, his brows suddenly furrowing as he pondered: "Could they be heading toward—"

...

It wasn’t solely Hui Feng Monk.

Along the way.

Numerous individuals witnessed the ghost soldiers advancing in a mighty procession.

The faint-hearted were terrified and hurriedly ducked away to hide. The bold-spirited quickened their pace to follow closely behind, observing the black mist as it surged toward Mount Qian.

"Five Ghosts Yin Soldiers?"

"I haven’t even acted, but the main player has arrived."

A Daoist dressed in hemp robes carrying a spirit banner inscribed with the words "Iron Mouth and Direct Decision" mingled in the crowd, laughing aloud as he joined the pursuit.

...

Mount Qian.

Tongshen Temple.

Qizhenzi sat cross-legged in the hall, his face pale and wan.

Six days ago, he employed divine magic, utilizing a century of accumulated essence from the Jade-faced God Statue to cast the ’Plow Head Curse’ and strike at Chen Jichuan.

The effects were impressive.

Miao Fa and Hong Yuan’s techniques failed to break the curse, instead rebounding harm upon themselves.

Chen Jichuan had just one day left to live, his soul on the brink of obliteration.

Though Qizhenzi suffered some backlash, the primary burden fell upon the mana borrowed from the Dharma Protecting God General’s century-long reserves, so the personal toll on Qizhenzi was limited.

With just seven to eight days of recovery, he could completely offset the damage.

In fact—

He had nearly fully recuperated already.