Chapter 399 - Chapter 399: Chapter 400: Request for Reinforcements at the Third Battlefield

Chapter 399: Chapter 400: Request for Reinforcements at the Third Battlefield

“Many thanks, Elder Ji. Indeed, the lives of borderland cultivators are of utmost importance. Gratitude is hard to express in words. Should you have any need in the future, this City Lord will surely brave fire and water to assist!”

Xiong Da said in a solemn voice, and then his figure shimmered, turning into a streak of light that disappeared into the horizon in an instant.

Watching the retreating light of Xiong Da’s escape, Elder Ji and the Dry Flame Saint Child exchanged a smile. As expected, Xiong Da was easy to deceive. Just play a little on his emotions and he would obediently comply.

It was but dealing with a batch of Flesh Mountains at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, how much trouble could that be?

But the favor gained in return was truly tangible.

…

Half an hour later.

Xiong Da and Elder Ji arrived to find a scene even more bloody and heroic than before.

These cultivators merely wanted to clean up the battlefield, collecting any usable Magic Treasures and tools they could find and immediately rescuing any survivors they encountered along the way.

Since the Flesh Mountains had already been completely swept clean by the City Lord, they had let down their guard, searching wholeheartedly for the remnants of cultivators and the injured, without noticing that threads of red mist had already drifted into their nostrils.

By the time they realized, it was already too late. Their minds were overtaken by the stench of the Flesh Mountains, resulting in bewilderment and madness as they began to slaughter each other, leading to heavy casualties in an instant.

Xiong Da was furious. These Flesh Mountains were too good at exploiting any opportunity; in just a short time, they had emerged once again.

Activating his Cultivation Technique with all his might, he struck with full force, and phantoms of Divine Demons smashed down from the void, the power of the Primodial Spirit attacking furiously.

In just a few breaths, he had swept the battlefield clean. Without the Mahayana Realm Flesh Mountains to hinder them, the existence of these at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage were no match, crumbling to pieces in the blink of an eye.

Elder Ji didn’t exert much effort, standing by and repeatedly roasting the remaining Flesh Mountains on the battlefield with his Cultivation Technique. Pieces of disgusting flesh emitted green smoke and swiftly withered away, turning into a pool of pus.

“Why did these Flesh Mountains appear so swiftly? In my memory, Flesh Mountains should be monsters that act purely on instinct without self-awareness and are slow in speed!”

After clearing the battlefield again, Elder Ji raised the question, also puzzled by the eerie situation of the battlefield.

“I fear it is due to the side effects of the black flames burning earlier. Because they halted the advance at the borderlands, a large number of Flesh Mountains gathered at the edge of the flames. Now that the flames have dissipated, these Flesh Mountains have all emerged.”

Xiong Da spoke with a grave expression.

“It seems we won’t be able to rest for a while.”

With the Flesh Mountains repeatedly appearing on the battlefield and the heavy casualties among the cultivators, Xiong Da and Elder Ji didn’t dare to leave. They remained vigilant on the battlefield, ready to eliminate any sign of the Flesh Mountains at a moment’s notice.

“Lord Xiong, continuing like this is not a solution. We cannot possibly stay here indefinitely. The majority of the cultivators on the battlefield are either dead or injured; they cannot cope with the battlefield. We need a force that can counter the Flesh Mountains. We should ask other cities for reinforcements.”

Elder Ji spoke slowly, realizing that if he and Xiong Da were to leave, the Flesh Mountains lurking deep in the borderlands would certainly come out and attack the minds of the cultivators.

Now, the core forces of the third battlefield had been almost completely annihilated, and relying on the remaining hands made little difference.

New living forces were necessary to resist the Flesh Mountains.

“Damn it, how many Flesh Mountains are gathered deep in this battlefield? I will go seek reinforcements from the fourth battlefield. Meanwhile, please bother Elder Ji to hold the fort.”

Xiong Da decisively said. With just the two of them here and countless Flesh Mountains emerging, they lacked the ability to clone themselves and be everywhere at once. If a few Flesh Mountains on par with the Mahayana Realm sprang up, neither he nor Elder Ji would have the leisure to deal with the other Flesh Mountains.

That might lead to another massacre.

“It’s a small matter. With Lord Xiong personally asking for reinforcements, they will certainly grant this favor.”

Elder Ji said with a smile.

“Thank you very much!”

Xiong Da was extremely grateful. Though their relationship was born of chance encounters, Elder Ji was really supportive. The cultivators of Fire Qilin Cave were truly warm-hearted.

After the battlefield settles down, he must help the Dry Flame Saint Child carefully plan, take down the other Saint Heirs, and aid his rise to the top.

Watching Xiong Da’s departing silhouette, Elder Ji’s expression instantly turned indifferent, a mocking glint flickering in his eyes.

The city lord of the third battlefield was nothing but a simple-minded and naive fellow. With just a little manipulation, he had made him extremely grateful. This tool was very handy, no doubt about it, and leveraging this guy in the future would surely be even smoother.

“Elder Ji, do you need us to do anything?”

Some cultivators came over to ask below.

“Go, guard the battlefield well. I’m heading back to the city. Call me if there’s any trouble.”

Elder Ji’s expression was cold, and he waved his hand in extreme irritation.

As an elder of the Fire Qilin Cave and protector of the Saint Heir, his status was so revered that even Xiong Da couldn’t compare. Yet these trashy cultivators dared to casually speak to him. If not for the sake of the Fire Qilin competition, he would have already slaughtered them.

As for the third battlefield, with Xiong Da absent, there was no need for him to keep up appearances. It didn’t matter to him how many of the cultivators below lived or died; all that was needed was for the situation on the battlefield to stabilize.

“Yes!”

…

At the same time.

In the City Lord’s Mansion of the Holy City.

This place had been completely transformed into a massive bathhouse, with several figures soaking in it, enjoying the dual pleasure of body and mind.

The table and map that were originally placed in the center of the grand hall had already disappeared. Ever since they had Li Xiaobai to lead them, Yang Guang didn’t have to worry about anything anymore.

All they needed to do was follow the big shot’s arrangements; any difficulties would be easily resolved as long as they stayed with the big shot.

He would seize this opportunity to concentrate on his cultivation and strive to advance to the Mahayana Realm as soon as possible.

“Young Master Li, bring another pack of Huazi.”

Yang Guang, with eyes closed and in a state of relaxation, said comfortably.

“One top-grade Spirit Stone.”

Li Xiaobai was composed.

“I’m soaking in the bath; put it on my tab, and we’ll settle it all later.”

Yang Guang said.

“Woof, get one for Lord Ergouzi too!”

“Giggle, I want one too!”

“If possible, give one to me as well, and put the Spirit Stone on my account first.”

A few breaths later, a group of people soaked in the bathhouse, engulfed in clouds of smoke, their expressions the epitome of enjoyment.

Soaking in baths while smoking Huazi was undoubtedly the happiest moment in life, even more exhilarating than when they all stepped on the path of cultivation.

“Young Master Li, on what basis do you say that the third battlefield will call for reinforcements?”

Still puzzled by what Li Xiaobai was scheming, Yang Guang asked somewhat hazily.

“That’s very simple, because I’ve taken away the ‘Black Flame’ of the third battlefield, and now there is no flame left there.”

Li Xiaobai took a light puff of Huazi and said blandly.

“You mean to say…”

A few cultivators perked up upon hearing this, for they knew what consequences the disappearance of the flame would bring. No wonder Li Xiaobai had been so calm and unruffled these past few days—he was waiting for this moment!