Chapter 239: Bai Lu Gui, Despair, Origin of Yang Dew

Yang Dew was, after all, a giant camp with a population of just over thirty thousand.

Six days ago, the Wu Shuang and Han Qiong families joined forces to take Yangyuan Peak. The total number of people killed back and forth was nearly three thousand. This number was certainly not small, but compared to the total population, it was only one-tenth.

The annexation between camps is, in the final analysis, for territory and population.

Wu Xiong and Han Jiuli naturally understood this principle.

Therefore, if they could avoid killing, it was best not to kill.

Of course, not killing did not mean leaving them to their own devices.

For one thing, there were quite a few people in the camp who were fiercely loyal to the leader Peng Bo. If these people were allowed to incite trouble in secret and cause a large-scale mutiny or riot among the captives, the price to pay for cleaning it up in the end would not be small.

For another, Yang Dew still had over 600 Earth-Digging Realm captives. In the short term, if they wanted these people to exert effort and help block Li Xuantian's forces, there was no other way but to threaten them with the lives of their families.

Therefore, after taking Yangyuan Peak, Wu Xiong and Han Jiuli had all the remaining people of Yang Dew imprisoned in batches and sent special personnel to guard them.

There were over two thousand family members of the Earth-Digging Realm captives, and they were guarded the most strictly;

Next were the over three thousand Woodcutting Realm members, as well as their over nine thousand family members;

The remaining thirteen thousand people were all ordinary people.

These three groups of people were imprisoned separately in two mine tunnels inside Yangyuan Peak and in a large wooden house in the center of the Yang Dew encampment that was usually used for gatherings.

In the large wooden house, over two thousand family members of the six hundred Earth-Digging Realm captives were imprisoned. At this moment, they were all looking at the outside of the house with miserable expressions, their hearts full of grievance and unease.

The battle that occurred tonight started earliest at the gullies around the earthen mound. Even now that Li Xuantian had brought people to attack, the battlefield was limited to the vicinity of the outer buildings of the Yang Dew encampment.

Although it did not affect the internal personnel, the earth-shaking sounds of battle had long since reached the wooden house. Everyone knew clearly that their family members outside were risking their lives for the Wu Shuang and Han Qiong families for the sake of these hostages. How could they not feel aggrieved?

The problem was, there was no way to deal with the grievance.

The situation was stronger than the people. Of these two thousand-plus people, the vast majority were just ordinary people, while on the second floor of the wooden house, over a hundred Earth-Digging Realm members holding strong bows were staring at them covetously.

It was not that they hadn't resisted; two riots had already been launched earlier, but they were all suppressed in blood in the end. The grievance and fear in everyone's hearts were growing synchronously, so it was no wonder they were so desperate at this moment.

However, the situation today was clearly a bit different!

In the crowd, a small group of people with lively eyes made subtle movements, clearly passing some information to each other in low voices.

"The commotion is a bit big. It seems they have already fought to the outskirts of the encampment. It should be the people from Longshan who have attacked."

"The guards on the second floor seem a bit absent-minded!"

"It must be. They have been looking south intentionally or unintentionally; it should be that the people from Longshan are about to break through."

"My father is still risking his life for them. If they are broken by Longshan, wouldn't we all become criminals?"

"We cannot sit and wait for death. Before Longshan breaks in, let's rush out. Even if we perform a meritorious service, maybe Longshan will forgive my brother's crime."

"That's right, the sound is getting closer and closer. Let's try one more time."

"Quietly notify the others, let's rush one more time."

"Okay, I'll go now..."

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These family members of the Earth-Digging Realm captives, because they understood more of the situation and had their own judgment on the situation, realized that the intense sounds of battle on the outskirts were getting closer and closer to the inside of the encampment, and their minds began to become active.

Dozens of breaths passed. After low-voiced exchanges, the gazes of the vast majority of the young and strong in the crowd became low, and they looked up at the guards on the second floor from time to time. Clearly, they had all received the message of mutiny.

"Brothers, our families are fighting for their lives outside. We cannot sit and wait for death. Rush out of the wooden house and help Longshan quell the rebellion. Maybe we can still plot a way to survive for our families and ourselves. Charge!"

At the back of the crowd, a roar suddenly sounded.

The crowd that had already been communicating in low voices immediately followed in droves.

"That's right, brothers, rush out, there is still a way to live!"

"Charge!"

"Help Longshan quell the rebellion!"

"Follow me and ram the wooden wall!"

Puchi... Puchi............

"Whoever dares to move again will die!"

As early as when the first sound rang out, the guards on the second floor began to raise their bows and shoot at the mutineers, and quickly stopped them sternly.

But this riot was clearly much more serious than the previous two.

At a glance, almost eighty percent of the people in the house stood up and frantically rammed into the walls of the wooden house. Even some women and children who didn't know what was going on followed along. The entire wooden house was suddenly tottering, and those guards shooting arrows on the second floor couldn't stand steadily.

"Stubborn and unyielding, still wanting to come for a third time? Half of you come down with me, the rest continue to shoot and kill on the second floor. I want to see how tough they are!"

Seeing the hostages below starting to mutiny again, Wu Ming, who was shooting arrows on the second floor, was instantly furious. After shooting and killing a young man who was ramming the wall below, he directly gave a stern order to all his subordinates on the second floor.

His uncle Wu Xiong had handed the heavy responsibility of guarding the hostages to him, so Wu Ming naturally dared not be the slightest bit slack. Even though he knew the battle on the outskirts was unfavorable, he also knew very well the importance of these two thousand-plus hostages.

The more unfavorable the battle on the outskirts, the more he had to control this group of hostages. If something really went wrong, the six hundred Earth-Digging Realm members of Yang Dew would immediately rebel, and then the battle on the outskirts would be even worse.

Therefore, facing the third mutiny of the hostages, he no longer had any hesitation and directly took everyone, jumped down from the floor, and began a bloody suppression.

"Divide into four teams, kill in four directions, don't let them continue to ram the wall!"

Wu Ming took more than ten people and stayed on the south side, directly standing in front of the wall, waving his blade to kill those who were still ramming the wall.

His basic strength of thirty thousand jin, killing a group of people who were at most in the Woodcutting Realm, was as easy as one could imagine. He waved his long blade continuously, almost one per blade. Before long, he had killed more than a dozen people in a row.

The dozen or so people who followed him were also in the Earth-Digging Realm. Although their killing speed was not as fast as his, they were better at being indiscriminate. They didn't look at who was coming at all. Whether it was young and strong or women and children, they directly swung their butcher knives, so they also killed quite a few in a short time.

This was just one direction. In the other three directions, more than thirty people who received his order also began to slaughter frantically; the fifty people on the second floor, holding strong bows, also began to shoot and kill unscrupulously.

Under the eaves of the four walls of the entire wooden house, corpses were strewn everywhere. In less than ten minutes, at least three or four hundred corpses were piled up on the ground.

"Don't rush, don't rush, they are all dead."

"Quickly retreat, retreat, I don't want to die, I can't rush out, I don't want to die!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."

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After all, they were a bunch of ordinary people. They were soon terrified by Wu Ming and his hundred Earth-Digging Realm members. The young and strong could barely hold on with their hot blood, but the old, weak, women, and children couldn't.

They began to cry and scream, not daring to rush forward anymore. Those with smaller guts directly hugged their heads and squatted on the ground. Even if they were coerced, they stood still and didn't dare to take another step toward the eaves.

But Wu Ming's side had already killed until their eyes were red. Seeing no one rushing toward the eaves, they actually raised their blades and rushed toward the middle, killing all the way. The crying in the house was earth-shaking, and the scene was bloody to the extreme.

No one noticed that as there were more and more corpses on the ground, the sky gradually turned a fish-belly white. On the surface of an old man's corpse in the corner of the wooden house, a white dewdrop suddenly floated out.

That dewdrop was like a plague. Once one appeared, it quickly spread on the corpse. In just a moment, the old man's exposed skin was covered with little dewdrops, as if condensed from water vapor after the temperature rose. While carrying a kind of alternative beauty, it was also extremely weird.

It wasn't over yet. The speed at which those dewdrops spread was getting faster and faster, and soon they grew to another corpse next to the old man, the third, the fourth...

In less than a hundred breaths, all the hundreds of corpses on the ground in the entire wooden house were occupied by dewdrops.

Chi…………

The dewdrops on the earliest old man's corpse seemed to have a very high temperature. They first turned red, then a wisp of light smoke emerged, and finally, with a hiss, the dewdrops burst open, and a wisp of small blue flame actually rose from inside.

Boom…………

The blue flame that rose from the first dewdrop bursting instantly ignited the dewdrops on the rest of the old man's body, and then with a boom, the blue flame instantly swallowed the old man's corpse.

The subsequent chain reaction came!

The corpses on the ground in the wooden house had just grown dewdrops on their bodies. One passed to two, two passed to three, three passed to ten............

Boom!

The blue flame shot into the sky, and the fierce firelight instantly illuminated the whole house. If someone were outside, they would find that the wooden house had completely turned blue, showing a ghostly light in the dark night, which was extremely weird.

"What kind of fire is this?"

"Look at them quickly, what are those white dewdrops?"

"This fire cannot be extinguished, cannot be put out, run quickly, run quickly!"

"I have grown them on my body too, there are white dewdrops, run quickly..."

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The moment the flame burst, everyone in the wooden house, whether it was the hostage side being killed or Wu Ming's side who was killing, all woke up.

But they woke up too late!

The monstrous blue flame had already ignited the entire wooden house.

"I have grown them on my body too, help, help!"

"Run quickly, run quickly, there is a problem with this dewdrop!"

"Ah…………"

What was even more fatal was that the spreading speed of the dewdrop was shockingly fast. Just now it was only on the corpses, but now it was emerging on the bodies of the living as well.

Those who reacted quickly tried to wipe off the dewdrops that grew on their bodies, but not only could they not wipe them off, they grew more and more as they wiped, and soon they were covered all over their bodies.

The gullies on the north and south sides of Yangyuan Peak, which were the two battlefields where the fighting had previously occurred, also had many corpses lying on the ground, all showing symptoms exactly the same as those in the wooden house.

Chi…………

Like the old man's corpse, the dewdrops first heated up and turned red, then burst open. The first wisp of blue flame appeared, detonating the remaining dewdrops, and soon swallowed one corpse after another.

On the outskirts of the Yang Dew encampment, the sky-high sounds of fighting had already stopped the moment the blue flame rose in the wooden house.

Li Xuantian and the forces of Wu Xiong and Han Jiuli were all staring fixedly at the wooden house swallowed by the blue flame. Hearing the screams from inside, their expressions suddenly became suspicious and uncertain.

"What is that?" "Why did it suddenly catch fire?"

"Is that an ordinary fire? Have you ever seen a pure blue flame?"

"Could it be…………"

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Li Xuantian looked around Yangyuan Peak and found that blue flames had risen on both the north and south sides. His gaze suddenly condensed, and then he thought of something, quickly taking out a silver-edged jade pendant from his bosom.

The silver edge of the jade pendant had long since become scalding hot, and it was gradually emitting a red light.

"Run, there is a ghost, a ghost has come out!"

Li Xuantian's expression instantly became panicked. He first roared sternly at the Longyou Army in front of him, and then quickly withdrew and fled rapidly toward the north side.

"Run, run, run quickly!"

Wu Xiong and Han Jiuli were both startled by Li Xuantian's roar, but then they reacted and quickly took out the Ghost-Testing Jade from their bosoms. Their expressions instantly became exactly the same as Li Xuantian's.

!

The two sides that had just been fighting and entangled together, seeing their respective commanders fleeing, instantly panicked. They all quickly separated, one group toward the north, one group toward the south, and began to flee rapidly.

"Ghost, this is troublesome!"

On the side of the gully on the south side, Yu Wentao, looking at the white dewdrop gradually emerging from the wound on his chest and noticing that the dewdrop was heating up, had a panicked expression. Then, thinking of something, he immediately took out a piece of Fire-Condensing Oil from his bosom, crushed it, and applied it on it.

Chi…………

The white dewdrop that was originally heating up rapidly stopped abruptly as soon as it touched the Fire-Condensing Oil. Moreover, with the penetration of the Fire-Condensing Oil, the dewdrop also began to turn into ordinary water droplets, which were finally wiped away directly by Yu Wentao's hand.

"Fortunately, fortunately..."

Although the dewdrops had not been completely eliminated, seeing that the Fire-Condensing Oil had worked, Yu Wentao's expression was still extremely fortunate. Thanks to the fact that he brought a few pieces with him when he came out of Does Does Da Xia, otherwise, according to the situation in the wooden house just now, he would surely die.

Yu Wentao's sensitivity to ghosts was much higher than others. Seeing the situation in the wooden house, long before Li Xuantian reacted, he had already noticed the movement of the Ghost-Testing Jade on his body, confirmed that there were ghosts on Yangyuan Peak, and taking advantage of the crowd's panic, he was the first to flee toward the south side.

"But what should I do next!"

Yu Wentao looked up at the gully more than twenty meters wide in front of him, which had already risen with raging blue flames, and his face showed difficulty.

The gullies around Yangyuan Peak had all risen with blue flames tens of meters high, surrounding all of them.

He could naturally store strength and jump over, but the problem was that the dewdrops on his body had not been completely eliminated. Judging from the situation of the corpses by the gully, the dewdrops would immediately burst once they touched the flames. Even if he could jump again, he could not guarantee that he would not touch a little flame.

"Gamble, try with Fire-Condensing Oil to see if it can eliminate the dewdrops!"

Thinking and doing, Yu Wentao immediately took out all three pieces of Fire-Condensing Oil in his bosom and began to apply them to the places where dewdrops had grown on his body.

"Ah…………"

"Can't escape?"

"What to do!"

"It's over, it's over, why did a ghost suddenly appear."

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While Yu Wentao was applying the Fire-Condensing Oil, Wu Xiong, Han Jiuli, Wu Lin, and many Earth-Digging Realm members with stronger strength all arrived at the gully.

They directly ignored Yu Wentao's strange movements. Looking at the raging blue flames tens of meters high in the gully, they were all dumbfounded.

"What are you waiting for, rush over quickly!"

On the south side, there had also been a great battle before. There were still two wooden planks on the gully that had not been burned by the flames. A few impatient people directly stepped on the wooden planks, trying to rush over quickly.

"Ah…………"

Unfortunately, those people had only rushed less than a meter after stepping on the wooden planks. Once contaminated by the blue flames, the white dewdrops on their bodies immediately burst, and they were instantly swallowed by the blue flames, turning into bones, and fell into the deep gully together with the broken wooden bridge.

Watching the last two wooden planks break, the remaining Earth-Digging Realm members' faces were instantly covered with despair;

Not only the Earth-Digging Realm members, but Wu Xiong, Han Jiuli, and Wu Lin, the three Cold-Resisting levels, watching the white dewdrops on their bodies constantly increasing, also had eyes full of fear and panic.

"Giggle, you woke people up, why are you running again?"

An ethereal and pleasant female voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

Not only Wu Xiong on the south side, Li Xuantian who was blocked by the gully on the north side, but also the more than twenty thousand people in the Yang Dew encampment almost all heard it.

Everyone looked down at the white dewdrops on their bodies, their expressions already panicked to the extreme, just because they clearly perceived that this incomparably ethereal and charming female voice came from the white dewdrops on their bodies.

"In this icy world, my white dew is just right to warm your bodies!"

That originally ethereal and pleasant female voice suddenly became sharp and hoarse. The rich killing intent in the tone instantly reached everyone's hearts.

Everyone looked at the white dewdrops on their bodies, which began to grow frantically and spread to other parts of their bodies, and their expressions were instantly terrified.

"It's over!"

Yu Wentao, who was applying the Fire-Condensing Oil, looked at the original dewdrops on his body, and before they were eliminated, new ones appeared. His face was instantly covered with despair.

Sou…………

Suddenly, an iron arrow sped inward from outside the gully.

The fierce wind carried by that iron arrow was actually able to disperse the raging flames above the gully.

This scene caused the despair on Director Yu Wen Tao's face to dissipate instantly by quite a lot.

"Director Yu Wen Tao, catch!"

A package was thrown over from the other side of the gully. Hearing Yuan Cheng's familiar voice, Director Yu Wen Tao immediately jumped up to catch the package. Upon opening it and taking a look, his face was instantly filled with joy.

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Time rewinds to the first half of the night. Peng Bo, taking his three grandsons, followed the four men including Yuan Cheng back to the Hive encampment.

"Grandpa Peng, from now on, are we no longer people of Yanglu?"

"Of course not. Grandpa Peng, you, Qin Feng, and Little Zu must never forget your identity as people of Yanglu."

In a guest room of the main building at the Hive encampment.

Holding his grandson Peng Zu, Peng Bo heard Liu Ming's inquiry and immediately reminded him and Qin Feng with a solemn expression not to forget their identity as people of Yanglu.

Although he said this, a trace of bitterness flashed across his eyes.

Things had reached this point; the destruction of the Yanglu encampment was a foregone conclusion. At his age, how could he not see it clearly?

It was just that as a leader who had poured his heart and soul into the encampment for so many years, it was not easy to ask him to discard the label of Yanglu.

Not only himself, but Liu Ming, Qin Gu, and even Peng Zu in his arms were considered the core of the core of Yanglu. He was even more unwilling to let these three forget their identity as people of Yanglu.

Peng Bo's thoughts stirred slightly, and he spoke: "Xiao Ming, do you know why our encampment is named Yanglu?"

Liu Ming nodded immediately and said: "I know, Grandpa told me before..."

Liu Ming's grandfather, Liu He, was Peng Bo's sworn brother and also one of the three Cold-Resistant-level experts of Yanglu, so he naturally knew quite a lot.

"I remember Grandpa saying that rumor has it that more than ninety years ago, in the early morning, a huge dewdrop suddenly fell from the sky. The circle of gullies around our encampment was caused by that dewdrop hitting the ground at that time. The temperature of that dewdrop was extremely high; after hitting the ground, it solidified rapidly and became a raised mound of earth. Our encampment, Yangyuan Peak, was formed just like that!"

Qin Feng, who was to the side, had clearly also heard this story from his own grandfather, so he hurriedly added: "I have also heard Grandpa tell it. He also said that ever since we chose the encampment on the earth mound, we have never been harassed by cold beasts. That dewdrop must be some kind of treasure, it's just a pity that our encampment's strength is insufficient, and we have no way to utilize it."

Peng Bo nodded lightly upon hearing this. The history of the Yanglu encampment was not very long, and whether the rumors from more than ninety years ago were true or false was unclear. However, this story was the origin of the Yanglu encampment, and he naturally hoped that his three grandsons would not forget it.

"That's right, Grandpa told you..."

"Leader Peng, my Lord Secretary has arrived."

Yuan Cheng suddenly walked in from outside the door, followed by a young man in black. Seeing Yuan Cheng's respectful posture toward the young man, Peng Bo immediately straightened his expression and hurriedly stood up.

The power of six manes—the strength of this Does Does Da Xia Secretary was not considered strong.

But his age was terrifyingly young, seemingly about the same as this Yuan Cheng.

It seemed he had just rushed back from somewhere; he looked very hurried!

"Does Does Da Xia Secretary, Xia Chuan. Leader Peng, I am very interested in the story you just told. If you don't mind, tell me more about it, how about that?"

Xia Chuan, who had just rushed back from the Border Valley, still had breathlessness in his voice, but he still quickly asked Peng Bo about the Yanglu encampment.

The legend of the dewdrop was fine, but it was mainly Qin Feng's previous remark—that ever since they chose the encampment on Yangyuan Peak, the Yanglu encampment had never been harassed by cold beasts—that had aroused his intense interest.

And there was a hint of something inexplicably wrong!

Aside from ghosts and monsters, he really couldn't think of anything else that could scare off cold beasts. Being overly cautious, he couldn't help but want to ask a few more questions.

After all, Peng Bo was living under someone else's roof, and Yuan Cheng had shown him kindness. Moreover, he had already caught a glimpse of Does Does Da Xia's strength when he first entered the Hive encampment, so he naturally dared not put on airs before Xia Chuan and hurriedly told him everything about the Yanglu encampment.

The more Xia Chuan heard, the more wrong it felt. Finally, his brows knit together, and he whispered a few words directly into the ear of Yuan Cheng beside him. Upon hearing this, Yuan Cheng nodded immediately, turned around, and walked out.

After Yuan Cheng left, Xia Chuan turned back to look at Peng Bo, swept a glance at the two children behind him, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Leader Peng, I, Xia, also know about the matter of the Yanglu encampment. With Wu Ying and Han Jiuli being so insane, Leader Peng must also hate those two families to the bone, right?"

Hearing the two names, Peng Bo immediately gritted his teeth and said: "Of course!"

"Now, I, Xia, can give Leader Peng a chance for revenge. I wonder if Leader Peng is interested?"

Peng Bo raised his eyebrows and asked Xia Chuan: "What chance?"

As Xia Chuan slowly began to explain the plan, Peng Bo's expression was first shocked, then hesitant. Finally, after Xia Chuan said something, he became moved, and only then did he nod heavily.

"Good. If it is truly as you say, my lord, and Does Does Da Xia can produce so many people, then I, Peng Bo, will accompany you on this trip."

"Good. Leader Peng is a straightforward person. I will come to notify you later!"

(End of chapter)