20demayo Chapter 99 Battle of Rotten Peach Peak 3
Chapter 99 Battle of Rotten Peach Peak 3
The wind is gentle tonight, drifting in from the direction of Sushanfang, carrying the hustle and bustle of the city, passing through the villages scattered throughout the western suburbs, swirling the smoke rising from the chimneys, and heading west, slipping into the layered mountains of Chujiazhai.
They say a high wind is a night for murder, but actually, a light wind is the perfect weather for wiping out an entire family.
Xu Xiaolin stood on the Silver Leaf Swallow, reaching out to feel the wind while absentmindedly looking down at the dark, rugged Rotten Peach Peak.
The bright yellow halo of the magic circle floated on the mountaintop, like a thin skin wrapping a dying body, undulating slightly, barely clinging to life.
It's just a fish nailed to the cutting board. It's a pity the fish is still alive, but what should have come hasn't.
To him, Xu Ping'an was merely bait. He spent countless spirit stones and set up a grand scheme, all for the sake of Cai Fei.
He laid out this trap and waited for three days, only to be met by a group of ignorant old fools and dozens of greenhorns who had never even seen blood.
After receiving Yin Lianli's message from afar that "Cai Fei has not been seen leaving the Water Curtain Cave," Xu Xiaolin became somewhat disheartened, so much so that he didn't bother to attend the negotiations at the Blood Hand Camp that morning.
"Don't rush, send a few people to blow it up, I'll check the surroundings first..."
Xu Xiaolin rode the Silver Leaf Swallow forward, leisurely taking out a jade piece shaped like a compass.
There was no other way; the deposit had already been paid, and the show of force had been set up. It wouldn't be right not to kill a few. It was a good thing that the Chu family refused to surrender. It was necessary to massacre the Chu family village and intimidate Aolai.
As for the enemy's helpers, he didn't really care how many came. If fewer came, he would kill fewer; if more came, he would kill more. That was all.
The greater the enmity, the more firmly the Blood Hands, Wind and Rain Pavilion, and other families will be bound to Star Moon. Why not?
Thirty feet ahead lay Rotten Peach Peak. He stopped Silver Leaf Swallow and waved to the back.
A group of cultivators immediately appeared behind them, led by a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and rushed straight towards Rotten Peach Peak.
What Xu Xiaolin didn't know was that Cai Fei, whom he had been waiting for, had already infiltrated Rotten Peach Peak six hours earlier. The reason Chu Zhengshan was dragging his feet and dawdling was to give Cai Fei time to set up the formation.
At this moment, Cai Fei was sitting on the top of a small stone house on the mountain peak, accompanied by seven Chun San Niangs, one big and six small.
One pair of human eyes and fifty-six spider eyes all looked up at the sky, observing the approaching enemy in the darkness.
Bao Xingqian led a dozen cultivators to the magic array and began to smash things wildly, using all sorts of attack methods, including Foundation Establishment sword energy, ice arrows, fireballs, and heavenly lightning.
Fireworks exploded on the protective array, and colorful patterns appeared on the bright yellow halo. The powerful sword energy of the Foundation Establishment cultivator even scratched the array with fine cracks, but with the spiritual power of dozens of cultivators supporting it, the protective array quickly recovered without a trace.
Amidst the chaotic clash of spiritual energy, within Cai Fei's sea of consciousness, the star-like spot on the forehead of the Mengji Beast suddenly flashed, and a concealed divine sense swept across the surroundings, clearly providing information on all enemies within a mile.
"Seven Foundation Establishment cultivators—four of whom are sword-wielding, one is hidden among the Silver Leaf Swallows, one is lurking in the forest, and one is patrolling in the distance; eighty-four Qi Refining cultivators—sixty-eight of whom are in the air, and sixteen are lurking in the forest, all of whom are in the late stage of Qi Refining."
Li Zhu reported a number that made Cai Fei feel extremely desperate—nearly a quarter of the entire Aolai Foundation Establishment cultivators had arrived. They really think highly of me, Cai Fei!
Fortunately, he still has to deal with the Chu family, so not all of these people will stay here.
At this time, the one who came to test the formation had returned and reported to Xu Xiaolin: "The first-tier, mid-grade Six Harmonies Returning to Origin Formation does not require a formation-breaking talisman; just smash it with earth and stones."
Xu Xiaolin nodded, raised his voice, and announced loudly using his Sound Awakening spell, "Listen up, everyone! I will reward you according to the number of people killed: 10,000 for killing a Qi Refining cultivator, 100,000 for killing a Foundation Establishment cultivator, 300,000 for killing Xu Ping'an, and if Cai Fei is here, a million will be awarded for killing him!"
"promise!"
Amidst a thunderous response, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Blood Hand, Ghost Sail, and Wind and Rain Pavilion soared into the air, leading their thirty-odd subordinate cultivators to fly to the east, west, and north of Chu Family Village.
"There are four Foundation Establishment cultivators and 50 Qi Refining cultivators left. Let's take care of the nine lurking at the foot of the mountain first. I'll deal with the Foundation Establishment cultivator in the 'Meng' position, and the rest are yours." Within Cai Fei's sea of consciousness, Li Zhu reported the locations of the enemies lurking around Rotten Peach Peak one by one, "located in 'Kun, Guan, Wu Wang...'"
Cai Fei patted the giant spider's leg, and the seven Spring Thirty Maidens quickly climbed off the roof and disappeared into various parts of the mountain.
Outside the magic array, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators had arrived in their positions one by one, and red signal talismans rose up on the east, west, and north sides. Finally, Xu Xiaolin launched a second-tier signal talisman.
A sharp whistling sound pierced the silence of the night once again, louder and higher than before, soaring thousands of meters into the sky and exploding into a large patch of blood.
The next instant, an enormous Huayan appeared in the crimson light, also pounding its chest with both hands and roaring into the air, its voice shaking the surroundings for dozens of miles, clearly audible even as far as Sushanfang.
"Start smashing!" Xu Xiaolin ordered.
With this command, more than thirty cultivators around him took flight at the same time, flying to a height of a hundred feet above Rotten Peach Peak. Countless boulders and iron balls fell from the sky, crashing down on the ground with destructive force.
Falling objects from a height!
It's a very simple and crude method, which is like an egg hitting a rock when it comes to a second-tier magic array, but it's always effective when used to attack a first-tier small defensive array.
But this time was an exception.
The first boulder, the size of a millstone, hurtled down, encountering resistance only when it reached a height of thirty feet above the ground. However, this resistance was not a whirlwind to slow it down, nor sharp metal to shatter the falling rocks, nor wood spirits to entangle the boulder.
The falling boulder did not spin, did not make a loud "bang," and did not sink into the sea of vines.
It was as if a huge piece of silk had been placed on the top of Rotten Peach Peak. The boulder slid down silently, drawing a huge arc from north to south before being thrown high into the air and falling far beyond Rotten Peach Peak, crashing into the valley with a "bang".
Then countless boulders and iron balls fell, creating a spectacular parabolic scene on the hilltop. These giant objects slid in beautiful arcs, like flying fish emerging from the sea, landing on all sides of Rotten Peach Peak.
"stop!"
"stop!"
"Stop throwing it!"
By the time Xu Xiaolin and the others realized something was wrong and called for a stop, it was already too late.
Chun San Niang's spider silk had already spread all over the foot of the peak, each thread connected to the central core of the formation. The moment the boulder crashed down, the spider silk guided the trajectory of the projectile, precisely pointing to the nine ambush points indicated by Li Zhu.
Long screams echoed from all sides. Under the dense, hail-like bombardment, the eight Qi Refining cultivators hidden beneath Rotten Peach Peak had nowhere to hide and were all crushed to death.
The Foundation Establishment cultivator lurking in the "Meng" position was no exception.
He initially dodged, but the iron slag ball falling from the sky also veered off course and hit him on the head. In the nick of time, the Foundation Establishment cultivator exhaled and punched away the iron block. Then he kicked off and tried to jump out of the forest, but as soon as he left the ground, he was met with another boulder.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Crash!..."
The deafening roar continued. After shattering and repelling more than a dozen giant objects, the Foundation Establishment cultivator finally exhausted himself. He was knocked down by a boulder in the short time it took to catch his breath, and then countless giant objects crashed down, smashing him into a bloody pulp.
The cultivators hovering in the air were all stunned, and the other cultivators lurking further away were even more terrified, summoning their flying vehicles to escape into the air.
Faced with this enormous change, everyone was stunned.
Even those inside the Rotten Peach Peak formation, though unable to see the enemy's casualties, were told by the long screams and the bewildered expressions of the enemy cultivators in the air that Cai Fei had severely injured his opponent!
"The 'Thread-Pulling Finger Formation'..." Xu Xiaolin, with his keen eye, recognized the formation's origin at a glance. He took a deep breath and proclaimed loudly, "The legacy of the Spider Silk Immortal has actually reappeared here! I wonder which master is here? I, Xingyue Xu Xiaolin, greet you!"
His response was silence.
The legacy of the Spider Silk Immortal!
Countless people were speechless with shock.
The Spider Silk Immortal was one of the Monkey King's generals in the past. Although he was not yet a saint, he was not far from becoming a "Great Sage". His Spider Silk Formation trapped and killed countless heavenly soldiers in the Seven Demons War, which is always talked about by the people of Aolai.
The Thread-Pulling Finger Formation is one of the thirty-six auxiliary formations of the Spider Silk Formation. Since the fall of the Spider Silk Immortal, this formation has been unheard of. Its reappearance here today is truly astonishing.
Bao Xingqian clenched his fists. All those killed were cultivators from thirteen families. In just a few days, three of them had been killed by the Hundred-Benefit Rat, and now nine more had been killed by the Spider Silk. Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator had died. Cai Fei hadn't even seen a hair on his head yet, and more than a dozen of his own cultivators had already died. He felt extremely frustrated and upset.
He immediately exclaimed angrily, "Where did this expert come from? It's probably just a spider demon playing tricks!"
Turning to Xu Xiaolin, he said solemnly, "Please use the third-tier formation-breaking talisman immediately to defeat the enemy quickly, lest things get complicated."