Chapter 144: The Great Dao is in oneself, life and death are determined by fate

"A step too late!"

A black shadow, as sturdy as a bear, stood in the shadows, looking at the Mi family compound, which was already in ruins.

In the air, a thick smell of blood still lingered.

The massive spiritual power fluctuations slowly dissipated, but they still declared what a tragic battle had taken place here before.

Vaguely, it seemed as if unwillingness and roars were still echoing in the clouds.

The black shadow shook his head and was about to turn and leave.

Suddenly, his body stiffened.

He stiffly raised his head, looking at a figure in the sky who was carefully examining him.

"Jade Tripod Sword Cultivator?"

That person’s eyes were extremely sharp, as if they contained thousands of sharp swords.

But looking at the black shadow, he was still hesitant.

"Is it human? Is it a demon?"

The black shadow cupped his fists at him. "You are also late."

After saying this, he disappeared into the night.

In the sky, the Jade Tripod Sword Cultivator was suspicious; was this person also Mi Shuhua’s reinforcement?

But how did he not know that Dajiang Workshop had such a character?

Clearly a human Foundation Establishment cultivator, but the demonic aura on his body was so intense.

Forget it, ignore him for now.

The matter the Elder entrusted was the top priority.

"Late?"

"I am not late!"

With a sneer, the sword light rose, his body like a green rainbow, flying toward the place he sensed.

Outside Xieyue Valley, the fierce battle was in full swing!

With the deaths of Shan Xiu and Gao Tingyuan.

Luo Chen, Murong Qinglian, Duan Feng, and Gu Caiyi were freed up, and the offensive and defensive positions instantly reversed!

Even though the Dajiang Gang had sent over thirty late-stage Qi Refining cultivators and sixty mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

But with the death of their leaders and Duan Feng joining the battlefield, the situation began to change.

"Hall Master, are you okay!"

"Luo Chen, are you alright?"

Luo Chen turned around and saw Gu Caiyi, Zhou Yuanli, and the others looking over with concern.

That roar of pain from the depths of his soul earlier had almost spread across the entire battlefield.

It was no wonder they were so worried about Luo Chen.

Luo Chen smiled slightly. "I’m fine, you guys go help the others!"

Without hesitation, Murong Qinglian directly sacrificed her magic tool and killed toward the enemy.

Gu Caiyi also wanted to join the battle, but just as she mobilized her spiritual power, she let out a cry of pain, her figure staggering.

"The effect of the Moon Laurel Pill has passed; Caiyi, you should stay and heal your wounds!"

Luo Chen pressed her shoulder and then looked at Zhou Yuanli and Liu Qiang.

The two of them instantly understood Luo Chen’s intention, but as soon as they moved, a strange look appeared on their faces.

"It’s undone?"

"It’s gone?"

Seeing this, Luo Chen asked in surprise.

"What’s wrong?"

Zhou Yuanli said suspiciously: "The method the Gang Leader left on me... has disappeared?"

"Mine too!" Liu Qiang replied, then his face changed drastically: "Nothing happened to the Gang Leader, right?"

The three looked at each other, and for a moment, a surge of many emotions welled up in their hearts.

Worry and fear, or relief and ecstasy.

In the end, Luo Chen waved his hand.

"Go kill those Dajiang Gang bastards first; they were really too much tonight."

Zhou Yuanli and Liu Qiang hummed, still habitually listening to Luo Chen’s orders, and joined the battlefield.

With their joining, the situation on the battlefield became increasingly clear.

Luo Chen took two Dust-Transforming Pills, plus the automatic spiritual power recovery effect of the Evergreen Technique, and the spiritual power he had consumed heavily began to recover slowly.

He stood in front of Gu Caiyi, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield.

From time to time, he fired waste Jade Marrow beads, or used Fireball Techniques or the Jade Blade to assist his side’s cultivators.

Under his sneak attacks, the mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators were vulnerable.

The late-stage Qi Refining cultivators, even if they could resist a little, were distracted and had no time to care for others, being beaten until they were tottering by the others.

Before long, people began to run away.

Luo Chen didn't send anyone to chase, his gaze falling into Xieyue Valley.

A formation was surrounding a large area of spirit fields.

Min Longyu’s figure flashed within it, occasionally firing attacks, free and easy.

Compared to his ease, Granny Yuan appeared extremely difficult.

A crane-beak hoe had already been beaten until its spiritual light was dim, and it looked like she was about to die in it.

"The others are easy to talk about, but this Min Longyu is the most dangerous. On the Dao-Discussion Platform back then, the ninth-layer Qi Refining Han Dang died inexplicably under his formation flag attack."

"I didn't expect Granny Yuan to be able to hold on for so long?"

Luo Chen’s gaze flickered, his lips moving.

The next moment, a powerful spiritual power erupted in the sky.

Then Duan Feng pushed large swaths of water waves, pressing down overwhelmingly.

He stood in the water waves, his long sword waving constantly, layer upon layer of giant waves stacking up, with a monstrous momentum, crashing down.

Min Longyu in the formation changed his face.

"How did he find the flaw in my formation so quickly?"

"Are there cultivators who understand formations outside too?"

He no longer hesitated, flipped the formation disk in his hand, and pieces of yellow light were scattered.

But at the same time, the formation also changed and broke in response.

Min Longyu no longer hesitated and fled toward the distance.

Granny Yuan’s face was gray, and the crane-beak hoe was stuck in the spirit field.

"Want to leave? It’s not that easy!"

Her hands suddenly formed seals, and the old hands, like chicken claws, were now extremely agile.

Under her spiritual power guidance, many rice plants remaining in the spirit field suddenly bloomed with golden light.

After about three breaths, the spell was ready.

Granny Yuan’s eyes burst with golden light. "Go!"

Countless rice leaves turned into golden light swords, chasing Min Longyu with lightning speed.

"Grass-Cutting Geng Metal Sword Technique!"

In mid-air, Min Longyu turned around suddenly.

"Old woman, I didn't expect you to have this move!"

The light on the formation disk in his hand changed constantly, and finally, he scattered a piece of firelight, melting the thousands of golden rays head-on.

Not only that, large swaths of firelight pushed back, attacking Granny Yuan.

At this time, Granny Yuan was exhausted and had no spiritual power to defend.

She closed her eyes, calmly welcoming the final death.

However, after a few breaths, she didn't feel any pain or burning sensation.

Opening her eyes, she saw a large tripod floating above her, dropping tassels of light, protecting her.

"Hall Master Luo, this old woman thanks you."

Granny Yuan looked at the back and bowed respectfully.

Luo Chen waved his hand without looking back. "It’s okay, I have a good relationship with your son, it’s just a small effort!"

As he spoke, a disheveled figure rushed over from the Medicine Hall pavilion behind him.

"Mother, are you okay!"

"Are you hurt anywhere?"

"Luo Chen, thank you, really thank you."

Yuan Dongsheng was covered in blood, and at this moment, his face was also filled with hot tears.

Supporting his old mother, he choked with sobs and thanked Luo Chen.

Luo Chen comforted him casually, his attention still on the battlefield.

Under the suppression of two ninth-layer Qi Refining cultivators, plus Luo Chen, Zhou Yuanli, and Liu Qiang, the originally one-sided battle situation had reversed.

The Dajiang Gang cultivators were either killed in battle or fled.

According to Luo Chen’s estimation, this battle would end before long.

It shouldn't have been that easy.

The five ninth-layer Qi Refining cultivators sent by the Dajiang Gang could almost be considered powerhouses at the same level.

The only weaker one was Shan Xiu, who had lost a hand and whose strength had greatly decreased.

With this lineup, dealing with this group of old, weak, women, and children in Xieyue Valley could be considered a sure win.

But they underestimated Luo Chen.

As soon as he made a move, he killed Shan Xiu, balancing the high-end power.

Then he detonated ten thousand waste Jade Marrow beads, not only severely injuring Gao Tingyuan but also killing seven late-stage Qi Refining cultivators in one breath.

When Gao Tingyuan died, the situation was already under Luo Chen’s control.

Duan Feng’s reinforcement was a pleasant surprise.

His silent killing of the fleeing Lan Tianyun was even more of a surprise within a surprise.

By this time, it could almost be declared that the Battle of Xieyue Valley was a comprehensive victory for the Pill Hall led by Luo Chen.

Looking at the corpses on the field, Luo Chen chuckled.

"The harvest today is probably not small."

Just as he was calculating how to distribute the spoils later, his heart suddenly jumped.

Two escape lights came flying from the distant horizon.

The massive Foundation Establishment aura was not concealed at all.

Wherever they passed, a strong wind blew, making the cultivators still fighting here stop their hands one after another.

Suddenly, the two figures stopped outside Xieyue Valley.

Luo Chen looked at the two figures from afar, his expression solemn, and his figure was also quietly retreating.

However, he only retreated a few steps before stopping.

Because the two figures locked onto him almost at the same time.

"Luo Chen!"

"Danchenzi!"

Luo Chen squeezed out a smile. "Gang Leader Wang, Elder Zhou, what interest do you have in coming here as guests!"

"Guests?" Wang Haichao smiled slightly. "From now on, this will be the territory of the Dajiang Gang, so how can you say I am a guest?"

Elder Zhou took a step forward. "Danchenzi, welcome to join the Lianyun Chamber of Commerce; from now on, we are a family."

As the two spoke, the battlefield here was silent, and no one dared to speak.

Only the sound of the wind, groans, wails, and the crackling of flames could be heard.

Luo Chen opened his mouth and finally sighed in vain.

This was just leaving the wolf’s den only to enter the tiger’s lair!

"Sigh..."

The sigh spread for ten *li*!

Wang Haichao’s face changed slightly.

Elder Zhou turned around suddenly.

A figure came breaking through the air like a sharp sword.

"Sigh, an unwelcome guest has arrived!"

"But this Xieyue Valley, in name, still belongs to my Jade Tripod Sword Sect, right!"

Deacon Miao landed steadily above Xieyue Valley, cupped his hands, and bowed to the two.

"Return to where you came from."

"Please, you two!"

Wang Haichao wanted to say something but stopped, finally glared at Xieyue Valley resentfully, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

The remaining Dajiang Gang cultivators also hurriedly followed and left.

Elder Zhou was very surprised. "You didn't go to save Mi Shuhua?"

"The Great Dao is in oneself, life and death are determined by fate. I can save him for a while, but I cannot save him for a lifetime; in the end, it depends on his own choice."

Deacon Miao didn't answer directly, just said this.

But after Elder Zhou heard it, he showed a thoughtful look and finally seemed to understand something.

He also bowed and then left freely.

After everyone left, Deacon Miao descended into the cliff, into the Pill Hall.

He smiled slightly at the person in the valley and reached out to make an invitation gesture.

Luo Chen pondered for a moment, then strode into the Pill Hall.