Chapter 255: The Tragic Sorrowful Return Wind with Dual Buffs

Seeing eight Ba Xiang Yecha generals come to rescue the Blood Demon Yecha King, Xiong Zhigang naturally would not stand idly by.

He raised his battle flag, and his Flying Bear Iron Cavalry immediately charged forward, the Xuanjia infantry advanced slowly with shields raised, and the Divine Arm Archers drew their bows and loosed arrows.

The Dragon, Tiger, Lion, and Elephant Ba Xiang Yecha generals favored close-range physical combat and rushed forward to meet the charge of the Flying Bear Iron Cavalry.

The Wind, Thunder, Fire, and Lightning Ba Xiang Yecha generals, by contrast, were ranged spellcasters who had to defend against the arrow storm before even launching their own attacks.

But these assaults alone inflicted little damage against the Ba Xiang Yecha generals—the true damage came from the military formation’s Generalissimo.

Under the soldiers’ coordinated attacks, the Generalissimo, with its three heads and six arms and bestial head atop a human body, launched matching strikes in unison.

As the furious assault crashed down, it instantly blasted all eight Ba Xiang Yecha generals away.

Liao Fei the monk, witnessing this, grew even darker in expression.

He had not anticipated that this enemy would be so formidable—even now, his Blood Demon Yecha King had activated its domain skill, Blood Demon Hell, engulfing the entire mountain.

His own Yecha were enhanced while the enemy was weakened, yet the enemy still pressed forward so powerfully.

“This matter cannot be resolved peacefully today. Very well.” Liao Fei spoke, pulling out a vial of Youlanxuelu and draining it in one gulp.

As he swallowed it, a crimson pattern emerged in his Purple Mansion, spreading rapidly.

The Blood Demon Yecha King, as Liao Fei’s spirit beast, simultaneously displayed the same crimson pattern; its blood armor and blood trident glowed with crimson light.

Previously, the Blood Demon Yecha King’s armor had been pierced by Da Bao’s claws, but after Liao Fei consumed the Youlanxuelu , the spiritual link to his spirit beast instantly elevated the armor’s durability by a full tier.

Now, Da Bao’s claws could only leave white scratches upon it.

The Blood Demon Hell enveloping the entire mountain also intensified: what had been blood seeping from the ground now became a blood mist, obscuring vision.

Chu Danqing could even sense the mist’s corrosive nature—his shield value was steadily dropping.

Of course, Liao Fei’s own cost was visibly apparent.

His skin flushed red, veins bulged, and he gritted his teeth against the searing agony from within.

The Blood Demon Yecha King drove its trident through Da Bao’s body and hurled him away, finally breaking free from his grasp.

Before Da Bao even hit the ground, Da Bai’s healing followed instantly—his wounds healed rapidly, and by the time he landed, they had already scabbed over.

Though it still affected his combat, the Generalissimo, under Xiong Zhigang’s command, moved first to confront the Blood Demon Yecha King.

Liao Fei smiled—he had achieved his goal.

The Blood Demon Yecha King was free, and the eight Ba Xiang Yecha generals gathered together.

The remaining Yecha soldiers were also gathered into formation.

All conditions for the Fierce Phase Array were now fulfilled.

The Fierce Phase Array linked with the Blood Demon Hell domain, and within its Longzhao ed area, all life except the Yecha suffered indiscriminate Blood Demon assaults.

The Generalissimo could not resist the Blood Demon Yecha King’s trident—it was struck down by a single thrust.

The tide of battle had now completely reversed.

“Big Brother Chu, I’ve used Heavenly Mechanism to foretell a path to survival,” Yang Qianyuan said.

Knowing the mountain was dangerous, how could Yang Qianyuan not have prepared an escape route?

But Chu Danqing shook his head: “No need. Da Gu’s Sorrowful Return Wind has already finished chanting.”

It had been chanted long ago—only held back, not released.

“But won’t the Sorrowful Return Wind be ineffective now?” Yang Qianyuan’s tone was anxious.

“It will be,” Chu Danqing said, lifting Da Gu into his arms.

The Sorrowful Return Wind appeared and shot toward the Blood Demon Yecha King at incredible speed.

A skill of immense damage, it tore through even the fused domain of the Fierce Phase Array and Blood Demon Hell.

Liao Fei and the Blood Demon Yecha King sensed the threat and activated the Fierce Phase Array and Blood Demon Hell to block it.

Unfortunately, Da Gu now bore not only Chu Danqing’s summoning buffs but also the full suite of buffs from Xiong Zhigang’s profession as Military Lord.

With dual buffs amplifying it, the Sorrowful Return Wind—already rooted in Da Gu’s spiritual attribute—grew far stronger.

Liao Fei tried to maneuver the Blood Demon Yecha King to dodge and bombarded the Sorrowful Return Wind to shatter it.

But the Sorrowful Return Wind was a tracking, locking skill, controllable by Da Gu—how could it be so easily stopped?

As expected, the Sorrowful Return Wind struck the Blood Demon Yecha King.

Piercing, armor-penetrating, base damage, and soul/yang/yin attribute damage all erupted at once.

The Blood Demon Yecha King could not withstand two effects and four types of damage—its massive body exploded into blood mist under the assault.

But it wasn’t over: the Sorrowful Return Wind’s area-of-effect aftermath detonated simultaneously, repeating the two effects and four damages—this time directly engulfing the eight Ba Xiang Yecha generals and the remaining Yecha soldiers.

Though the area damage was weaker than the single-target strike, its wide radius, combined with the collapse of the Fierce Phase Array and Blood Demon Hell’s buffs after the Blood Demon Yecha King’s death, ensured every Ba Xiang Yecha general and Yecha soldier perished in the blast.

Yet it still wasn’t finished—the Sorrowful Return Wind had a chain effect.

A new Sorrowful Return Wind formed, locking onto Liao Fei.

Liao Fei’s stats hovered only around 17 or 18—how could he react in time?

By the time the Sorrowful Return Wind struck him, only searing pain, tearing from outside to inside, pierced his senses.

Fortunately, the pain vanished quickly—and with it, his life.

The weakness of summoning is always the summoner himself; the same applies to spirit beast masters.

Unless you’re a special breed of trainer—then it’s another matter.

【Quest completed. You have received: Paradise Points ×10000, Attribute Points +4】

Though Liao Fei died without a whole corpse, a treasure chest appeared where his body had been.

A fine-quality chest adorned with shimmering patterns.

The quality matched his expectations—given his strength, an exceptional-grade chest was unlikely.

If it had been exceptional-grade, there would have been no shimmering patterns.

Da Bao retrieved it immediately; Chu Danqing stored it in his storage space.

Yang Qianyuan felt he had overlooked something—he had seen the Sorrowful Return Wind before.

He suppressed his doubts for now and followed Xiong Zhigang’s orders to go rescue others.

Chu Danqing sensed Yang Qianyuan’s thoughts, but he didn’t care.

Did he really think the services he bought from Paradise were for show?

The Xuanjia infantry stormed into the cave and rescued dozens of unconscious women.

They were properly cared for, and the entire cave was thoroughly searched, yielding nearly ten chests of Youlanxuelu .

Additionally, numerous un-hatched Yecha embryos floated in blood pools.

Yecha embryos hatched in blood pools absorbed Youlanxuelu more effectively to enhance their power—normal Yecha soldiers were not bred this way.

Thus, Yecha soldiers hatched faster and grew faster, enabling rapid, high-volume production of Yecha soldiers as spirit beasts.

“Grand Coordinator Xiong, I’ll need you to take these women out and arrange their Anzhi ,” Chu Danqing said.

There were too many; Chu Danqing and Yang Qianyuan couldn’t handle their care.

“Arranging them is easy—but will they truly have a future if sent back?” Xiong Zhigang asked, concerned.

Sending them back was simple; the gossip would be the problem.

“Wait until they wake, then ask their wishes. Those who wish to return home—send those nearby with escorts.”

“For those farther away, hire a donkey cart and give them some silver to travel together.”

“For those unwilling to return home, give them silver and send them to the nearest town to fend for themselves,” Chu Danqing said.

What could Chu Danqing do? Neither he nor Xiong Zhigang could remain in this trial world long.

He wasn’t their nanny—he rescued them, now what more did they expect?

“If you don’t mind, have them go to Jiao Ying Prefecture and say it was Yang Qianyuan who sent them—someone will arrange for them,” Yang Qianyuan said.

“Far?” Chu Danqing asked.

If it was too far, it wouldn’t be worth it.

Yang Qianyuan had already considered this—if too distant, it wouldn’t be practical.

“First send them back to Guanglu Prefecture and ask the Prefect to help.”

“For those wishing to return home, the government will escort them and publicly condemn anyone who spreads rumors.”

“For those unwilling to return home, have the Prefect arrange their transfer to Jiao Ying Prefecture.”

“The Prefect has received many gifts from my family—he will act diligently,” Yang Qianyuan said.

These women were almost certainly abducted from Guanglu Prefecture, so returning them was essentially repatriation.

“Agreed. Follow your plan. It’s nearly dawn—have your infantry strip off their armor, keep only swords and spears, and escort the women into the city,” Chu Danqing said.

As for how to reach Guanglu Prefecture? Simple—follow the imperial road.

Give them a simple map; the round trip will be swift.

“Understood.” Xiong Zhigang immediately dispatched men to carry out the order.

Most of the troops were now searching and sorting through Liao Fei’s remains.

Among them were not only the heretical spirit materials like Youlanxuelu , but also many ordinary spirit resources—mostly used for breeding Yecha soldiers.

Chu Danqing carefully identified each item, keeping only those useful for cultivating Da Bao and the others.

But their quality was low—mostly excellent-grade, some fine-grade; not a single exceptional-grade item.

“Big Brother Chu, hold off on processing the spirit materials—do you remember the head monk who went down the mountain to meet the Ning Mansion steward?” Yang Qianyuan reminded him.

Chu Danqing frowned: “If no one met him, shouldn’t he have left? Did he come up himself?”

“Yes,” Yang Qianyuan replied helplessly.

(End of Chapter)