Chapter 357: Reporting a death

"Good morning, Fellow Daoist Wang!"

"Is Fellow Daoist Luo going out again?"

"Yes."

At the entrance of Tianlan Peak, Wang Pingzhi, who was guarding the gate, looked at Luo Chen's departing back and couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled.

This person usually stayed behind closed doors.

Why has he been going out every day recently?

After greeting Wang Pingzhi, Luo Chen appeared on the streets of the Immortal City.

He naturally saw the confusion on the other party's face clearly.

He had indeed been going in and out too frequently during this period.

It wasn't because he was entangled in trivial matters.

It was to go outside to practice the Tier 3 flight spell "Ninety Thousand Miles."

Although Tianlan Peak was large, it had many eyes and ears; practicing this spell there would be too conspicuous.

Going outside, the sky was high and the earth was wide, providing enough space for him to practice this spell.

However, halfway there, Luo Chen turned and entered another street.

Looking up at the "Binglan Palace" sign in front of him, Luo Chen stepped inside.

After a long time, he walked out from inside.

This trip was to deliver the high-grade Jade Dew Pills and Blood-Burning Pills refined over the past year.

Weighing the storage bag, Luo Chen showed a look of satisfaction.

Another hundred thousand spirit stones were in hand.

This fund was enough to compensate for his consumption at Tao Wan's place.

"If I deduct this middle link, I can barely consider it as refining pills for my own use!"

Luo Chen shook his head and smiled, but soon he became puzzled.

He hadn't seen Venerable Jueqing for a long time!

He thought the other party was in seclusion, but just now at Binglan Palace, it wasn't the other party who came to receive the pills, but the elderly Shi Boying.

"Could it be that Jueqing is no longer in Tianlan Immortal City?"

Suddenly, this thought popped into Luo Chen's mind.

Once the thought arose, it lingered and wouldn't go away.

The handover of high-grade Jade Dew Pills was no small business.

Each time, it was worth over one hundred thousand.

In the past, when Dantai Jin handed them over to him, it was nothing.

After all, Dantai Jin was the eldest disciple with the highest cultivation in Jueqing's lineage.

But ever since Dantai Jin went to the Jilei Mountain battlefield, Fairy Jueqing had specified that she would handle the handover personally.

Judging from these signs, it seemed the other party had really left Tianlan?

"Forget it, where a Jin Dan Venerable goes has nothing to do with me!"

Luo Chen curled his lips, too lazy to think about that woman whose face changed faster than a book.

Leaving the Immortal City.

Luo Chen flew with his sword towards the region of the Qinhua River.

That was a place with sparse spiritual energy near Tianlan.

Usually, even rogue cultivators rarely set foot there.

In fact, there were many such places beyond a thousand miles of Tianlan!

This situation was a bit strange.

Tianlan Peak was clearly a Tier 3 spiritual land, and the surrounding mountains and valleys were mostly Tier 1 spiritual lands.

But as soon as one went beyond a thousand miles, it was as if spiritual energy had vanished, and one had reached the mundane world.

According to Luo Chen's estimation, it had to do with the seven sects building the Immortal City and forcibly upgrading Tianlan Peak to a Tier 3 spiritual land.

A Tier 3 spiritual land was definitely not generated out of thin air!

Either it was naturally nurtured, or it was formed by drawing spiritual energy from other places and blending it together.

Only this explanation fit the situation near the Immortal City.

It was said that other large Immortal Cities had similar situations, which fit Luo Chen's speculation very well.

These speculations were just daydreams Luo Chen had to pass the time while traveling.

Arriving at the rolling green hills.

Luo Chen naturally put away his ordinary flying sword.

Lacking the power to rely on, and without cloud-riding, his whole body seemed about to fall.

But a pair of illusory deep red wings extended from behind him.

Without even using much force, his whole body naturally floated in mid-air.

"Sure enough, as time goes on, this object becomes more and more in harmony with me, just like my arms and legs, as if it were originally a part of my body."

"In this way, the improvement to my combat is too great, too great."

Low-level cultivators often stood still and output during combat, which was very foolish.

Those with rich combat experience, like Luo Chen and Wang Yuan, would supplement it with light-body and lifting techniques to avoid becoming living targets.

After reaching Foundation Establishment, cultivators' spiritual power was much thicker than during Qi Refining, so they could perform cloud-riding and be relatively flexible.

But that was only so much!

After all, paying attention to the enemy and controlling magic treasures was already very taxing on the mind, and adding a flight spell was already the limit.

Even Luo Chen previously mostly stood still and bombarded enemies with large-scale spell power.

Distracting himself for other uses was truly exhausting.

After Luo Chen's "Ming Shen Po Sha" reached perfection, he could use one mind for three purposes, and the situation improved a little.

But it was only a little.

When it came down to it, he still had to distract himself to cast the Wind-Riding Technique.

However, it was different now!

The Blazing Cloud Wings merged with him, and under his command like an arm, besides ensuring the supply of spiritual power, it didn't require any mental effort at all.

In this way, during combat, he could be more flexible and changeable than others.

"And that's not all."

Luo Chen gave a low shout, and the wings behind him trembled.

The next moment!

His whole body was like an arrow leaving the bow, instantly rushing a hundred zhang away.

Its speed was fast, rarely seen in the world!

And this was just a short-distance sprint.

What if it was within close range?

High in the sky, Luo Chen's figure moved up and down, turning and shifting, incomparably agile.

Like a butterfly, like a swallow, almost as flexible as he was on flat ground.

Suddenly.

Luo Chen paused!

Then, under the support of spiritual energy, his whole body shot into the distance.

After a long time, he flew back again.

Hu...

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Luo Chen showed a look of excitement.

"As expected of a Tier 3 spell; with only perfect proficiency, the speed has already exceeded Tao Wan's 'Nine Variations of Gale,' which is truly surprising!"

"Even if I can't yet fly ninety thousand miles in one breath, at the Foundation Establishment level, I'm afraid few can rival me."

Flying ninety thousand miles in one breath was the description of Great Perfection in the "Heavenly Roc Transformation."

After this technique reached Great Perfection, the escape speed was no less than any Five Elements escape technique, and could even be compared to the rainbow-flight of a Jin Dan sword cultivator.

Luo Chen didn't aspire to that realm for now, and he hadn't reached the third stage of body refining.

But for now, it was enough for him to use.

Of course!

If any outsider knew that he had practiced this technique to the perfect level in just a few months, they would probably be shocked to the point of dropping their jaws.

Luo Chen didn't find it strange.

Having such results, although a bit unexpected, was within reason.

With the Great Perfection mundane light-body technique "Carefree Travel" as a foundation.

Plus the support of the Great Perfection "Wind-Riding Technique."

He himself possessed the foundation of the same source as the Blazing Cloud Roc, plus his outstanding talent for spells.

Having this progress was reasonable!

After a slight pause, Luo Chen flew up to the ten-thousand-zhang high sky again, a height that ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators rarely set foot in.

At such a height, cultivators on the ground would almost never notice.

Once high in the sky, Luo Chen not only practiced "Ninety Thousand Miles" but also took out the magic treasure Xuanhuo Sword to familiarize himself with the means of controlling spells with tools.

Although Luo Chen often reminded his Foundation Establishment subordinates not to rely too much on magic treasures.

But he himself didn't have this taboo.

For one, his spiritual power was far thicker than those of the same rank!

As a Tier 6 Foundation Establishment cultivator, Xu Huanzhen was far inferior to him.

Last year, after many training sessions with Chu Kui, he vaguely grasped the spiritual power intensity of the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Chu Kui, at Tier 9 Foundation Establishment, had more spiritual power than him, but only by a limited amount.

In terms of the thickness of spiritual power, the current Luo Chen was comparable to a great cultivator at Tier 8 Foundation Establishment!

Secondly!

One had to mention the Xuanhuo Sword, this extremely ordinary low-grade magic treasure.

It was truly too ordinary.

It didn't even have an accompanying lethal move.

Whether it was Danyangzi's Purple Evil Sword, Tao Wan's Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeves, or even the Blue Dragon Bracelet Luo Chen gave to Gu Caiyi, they all had accompanying lethal moves.

The Xuanhuo Sword did not!

It was precisely because of this that this flying sword appeared so ordinary and cheap.

But since it was a magic treasure, it naturally had its advantages.

That was the boost!

After injecting spiritual power into this sword, it could boost a cultivator's attack intensity by about 30%.

Simply put, its ultimate move was a normal attack, and a normal attack was its ultimate move.

If an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator got this treasure, they would probably find it quite chicken-rib-like.

A magic treasure without a lethal move was also very wasteful of spiritual power.

But for Luo Chen, spiritual power was not to be feared, and the boost effect instead solved the disadvantage that his main cultivation spiritual power was of the wood system.

Added to the fact that Luo Chen was extremely skilled in fire spells.

Using tools to control spells, the two superimposed, and the power was even greater!

Ten thousand zhang high in the sky.

An illusory mountain peak collapsed in front of Luo Chen.

The strong aftermath rolled in, causing Luo Chen's brocade white long robe to rustle.

Holding the Xuanhuo Sword, Luo Chen let out a long breath.

"I wonder if a Tier 9 Foundation Establishment cultivator can take this sword of mine?"

After muttering to himself, Luo Chen ended today's practice.

Putting away the Xuanhuo Sword, he flew slowly towards Tianlan Peak.

In the mountains, there is no sun or moon; in the world, a thousand years have passed.

For Luo Chen at the Foundation Establishment stage, a thousand years was too far away.

But in the repetitive days of him constantly refining pills, practicing spells, and meditating, time had already flowed to the second year of the Luo Tian Society's participation in the war.

On this day, Min Longyu returned to the Luo Tian Society.

He didn't come back alone, but he also came back alone.

This statement was a bit contradictory.

But when Sima Huiniang looked at the coffin in the main hall, her whole body froze.

"A month ago, the Seventh Jilei Mountain encountered a surprise attack by the Flame Alliance army, and Jin Dan cultivators took action. The Seventh Mountain was jointly guarded by the rogue cultivator coalition army, and the Flame Alliance Jin Dan used overwhelming power to blast open the array laid by the Luoyun Sect; the Ice Fortress Jin Dan couldn't rescue in time, and the Seventh Mountain was declared lost."

"In this battle, the rogue cultivator forces had no command and were routed."

"My Luo Tian Society only guarded a remote small path and could have retreated calmly, but we encountered a small team led by late Foundation Establishment cultivators blocking the way."

"Even though I used the Five Thunder Heaven-Striking Array to deter that great cultivator, the Luo Tian Society cultivators still suffered a huge impact."

"In this battle, forty-three Qi Refining cultivators of the Luo Tian Society fell, and Elder Li Yingzhang was seriously injured; under the rescue of Hall Master Xu Huanzhen, he luckily saved his life."

"Among them, there was the Hall Master of the Battle Hall."

Min Longyu lowered his head and sorrowfully recounted the situation at that time.

The Hall Master of the Battle Hall was Sima Xian!

Sima Huiniang, sitting in the upper seat, gripped the armrest of her chair tightly with her five fingers, and she said coldly:

"What is the name of that great cultivator?"

Min Longyu's expression stalled, and he was actually unable to answer.

Sima Huiniang took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

"A late Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Flame Alliance is definitely not a nobody; don't you even know the other party's origin? Or is it that they are not Flame Alliance cultivators, but just vassals of the Sword Sect?"

Min Longyu gritted his teeth and said: "It was late at night, and I couldn't see their true appearance; I only heard a Tier 1 Foundation Establishment cultivator call him 'Kucha' (Withered Toad)."

Kucha!

Sima Huiniang silently recited this name, as if she wanted to carve it into the depths of her soul.

After a long time, she slowly asked: "What about Wang Yuan?"

Min Longyu breathed a sigh of relief and said again: "At that time, I was worried that other Flame Alliance cultivators would arrive, so I activated the Five Thunder Heaven-Striking Array in advance, wanting to severely injure the enemy and then take the Luo Tian Society cultivators away."

"But I didn't expect that even after being severely injured, the other party still pursued relentlessly, and Hall Master Sima also died under the pursuit."

"Seeing the situation was urgent, Hall Master Wang, Hall Master Xu, and Elder Li took action one after another."

"Finally, I led the remnants out of the Seventh Mountain, Hall Master Xu brought back Elder Li, and Hall Master Wang's whereabouts are unknown."

First, the eldest brother died in battle, then Li Yingzhang was seriously injured, and in the middle, more than forty Qi Refining cultivators died tragically.

Now, even Wang Yuan, the number one person under the President of the Luo Tian Society, had unknown whereabouts!

Sima Huiniang closed her eyes, and the oppressive atmosphere continued to spread.

"President, please accept my condolences."

"Get out!"

Min Longyu sighed and had to leave the Huixin Hall.

After she went out, the main hall was silent.

After a long time, Sima Huiniang walked down from above, walked to the coffin, and pushed open the lid with difficulty.

Looking at the unrecognizable corpse inside, she couldn't help but cover her mouth.

Leaving the Huixin Hall, Min Longyu felt his whole body relax.

But when he turned around and faced pair after pair of eyes, he trembled subconsciously.

Newly promoted Foundation Establishment cultivators Murong Qinglian and Gu Caiyi.

Qin Liangchen, Bian Zhen, the couple Yuan Dongsheng...

Many cultivators stared at him, as if they had thousands of words they wanted to ask.

Below the mountain, there were even endless cries and wails.

The Luo Tian Society had been rooted in Tianlan for more than ten years, and many Battle Hall cultivators had formed families.

Now that a large number of corpses had returned, the sorrow of their relatives soared to the clouds.

It actually dyed the dusk of Danxia so miserable.

"Everyone..." Min Longyu's mouth had just opened when he was met with countless questions.

"Elder Min, how is my eldest brother?" The one asking was Li Yingjun, Li Yingzhang's own younger sister.

Min Longyu subconsciously replied: "He was injured by a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, but his life was saved."

Hearing the first sentence, Li Yingjun's whole body went soft, fortunately, her husband Yuan Dongsheng supported her.

However, the second sentence made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why didn't he come back after being injured?"

"That's because Venerable Yinyue of the Ice Fortress didn't allow anyone to leave, and even I was only allowed to bring back the remains of the fallen cultivators because Venerable Jueqing spoke up."

"How could there be such an inhumane order?"

Min Longyu gave a bitter smile, unable to respond for a moment.

In war, where is there any talk of human feelings.

"Elder Min, have you seen my husband Duan Feng? How is he now, is he injured? Can you give me some news, please."

"The Luoyun Sect disciples also participated in the war, right? Did you see my child Xiaohu? His full name is Qin Yuanjiang."

"Where is Old Zhang? They all say he's dead, but why didn't I see his remains?"

Question after question was constantly issued from the crowd.

This scene was actually more terrifying than the enemy led by the late Foundation Establishment great cultivator.

Min Longyu took a step back subconsciously, and for a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

Someone shouted.

"The President is here!"

The next moment, the crowd automatically dispersed, making way.

On the jade walkway, Luo Chen walked step by step with a calm expression.

When he got close, he turned his head and looked at the eager eyes.

"Do you have nothing to do?"

"Gathering here, what kind of decorum is this!"

"Those who don't know would think you are going to eat Min Longyu and force President Sima to abdicate."

"Go back!"

"Return to your respective halls; I will notify you of the specific situation later."

Under the calm face, what was uttered were words of reprimand.

Over the years, Luo Chen had always been gentle and approachable in the society.

Being so strict and overbearing at this moment didn't cause the slightest resentment.

The crowd lowered their heads and retreated silently.

"You two leave too, Min Longyu stay."

Of the three Foundation Establishment cultivators present, Murong Qinglian sighed and walked towards Qin Liangchen, who was waiting in the distance.

Gu Caiyi's face didn't look good either; she pointed to the quiet palace in front and left with light steps.

At this moment.

At the entrance of the main hall, only Luo Chen and Min Longyu were left.

Almost without any hesitation.

Plop!

Min Longyu, regardless of the demeanor and dignity of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, knelt directly in front of Luo Chen.

"President, Longyu deserves to die ten thousand times for not protecting the brothers of the Luo Tian Society."

"Who told you to kneel? Stand up and speak!"

The crowd was gone, and for the first time, a gloomy look appeared on Luo Chen's face.

Under his reprimand, Min Longyu stood up with great guilt, but his spine wasn't as straight as before.