Published: March 3, 2025
Chapter 317: Descending to Máng Mountain (Combined Chapter)
After flying for a while, Liu Yu suddenly turned his head to look back.
He saw dozens of spiritual ships and vessels rising into the sky above the distant Ancient Rampart City, their might comparable to that of the Yuan Yang Sect, with the leading ship being the "Red Dream Ship" of the Heavenly Harmony Sect.
This sect had always been a rival of the Yuan Yang Sect, and during this alliance, who knows if any schemes would arise?
"I hope not. It’s best if it doesn’t involve me."
Liu Yu had a clear goal for this journey to Yan State and did not wish for any unexpected complications.
After activating the "Mother-Son Spiritual Light Array," the control of the Return to Origin Boat was handed over to the Cangwu Ship, so there was no need for his manipulation. The token in his hand also could not control it, so he put it away in his storage bag.
According to the words of the three elders before, the first objective of the sect was one of the large markets in Youzhou, the "Golden Rampart Market," which was about eighteen hundred miles away from the Ancient Rampart City.
The task of the twelve subordinate Qingfeng Teams was also to start from the Golden Rampart Market or the subsequent large gathering places of cultivators.
With the speed of the spiritual ships activating the Mother-Son Spiritual Light Array, they would likely arrive in about two hours.
But before that, the Qingfeng Teams would successively detach from the main force of the sect and begin executing their missions independently.
Liu Yu’s several goals would also begin to be realized in two hours.
Thinking of this, Liu Yu fell silent, yet his heart surged with emotions, feeling a stirring sensation that he couldn’t calm down for a while.
As he remained silent, Jiang Qiushui and the other three, along with the foundation establishment cultivators from their affiliated forces, gradually stopped speaking. The qi refinement cultivators were even more silent, not daring to say a word.
This was not a normal time; if the leader was displeased, dealing with it would not be simple.
Arranging a doomed task would be an easy way to resolve things.
If someone dared to disobey, it would be even better; punishing them for disobeying military orders would be normal.
In these extraordinary times, the sect had selectively delegated some authority, granting the leader the right to deal with those in the team who did not obey orders.
The more chaotic the situation, the less concern high-level cultivators had, and the casualties were usually among low-level cultivators.
Moreover, there was a saying that "orders have their exceptions when outside," wasn’t there?
Believing in the above stakes, their elders should have already warned them; unless one was mentally deficient or seeking death, they wouldn’t act out of line.
"Haah."
After a long time, Liu Yu gently exhaled, calming his heart lake, and turned to look at the cultivators on the boat, preparing to make some arrangements.
At this time, there were three hundred and ten cultivators on the boat, including ten foundation establishment cultivators and three hundred qi refinement cultivators, with the Yuan Yang Sect cultivators and their affiliated force cultivators each accounting for half.
Behind Meng Wenxing and the other five foundation establishment cultivators stood the qi refinement stage disciples they brought along, all at least in the mid stage of qi refinement, capable of using magical artifacts.
Qi refinement cultivators in the early stage lacked sufficient spiritual consciousness to use magical artifacts and were at a significant disadvantage against those who could, making the chances of winning in a duel of magic almost nonexistent.
Such cultivators, aside from increasing numbers, would be no different from sending themselves to die on the battlefield.
Thus, major sects had long established regulations that any participating cultivators must be at least in the mid stage of qi refinement.