Chapter 358: Battle Hall Master Luo Chen, sets off for the Nine Jilei Mountains

"I overestimated my array attainments!"

"The geographical environment of the Nine Jilei Mountains has a very strong repulsive nature; it is impossible to set up a complete defensive array. Even the Tier 3 defensive array set up by the Luoyun Sect's Jin Dan Venerable is vulnerable before a Jin Dan of the same rank."

"Therefore, I spent half a year building a kill array according to local conditions—Five Thunder Heaven-Striking."

"With the help of the ubiquitous thunder power of Jilei Mountain, this kill array is enough to threaten any late Foundation Establishment great cultivator."

"But I didn't expect that battle to come so hastily; no one expected that a Jin Dan Venerable would strike so fiercely, after all, previous battles were limited to the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment scope."

"When the battle broke out, I triggered the thunder kill array and killed five Foundation Establishment cultivators in one fell swoop. I thought such a result would deter the other party, but I didn't expect the remaining Foundation Establishment cultivators to still be relentless."

"Wang Yuan ordered me to take people and retreat, and the three of them stayed behind to cover the retreat. The final result was that Li Yingzhang was seriously injured, the magic treasure Chidragon Sword fell into the hands of others, and Xu Huanzhen sacrificed his Tier 2 White Crane spirit beast to save him. Hall Master Wang unleashed his lethal move, the Blood God Tribulation Finger, repeatedly, covered the two of them as they left, and finally was pursued and disappeared into the night."

"After retreating to the Eighth Mountain, Duan Feng came to protect us. Only then was I allowed to return to Tianlan and bring back everyone's remains."

Speaking to the end, Min Longyu's voice choked, and his eye sockets turned red.

That battle was truly too tragic.

He didn't know the casualties of other stations, but just for the Luo Tian Society, almost half were lost.

Four Foundation Establishment cultivators, one seriously injured, one missing, and the highest-cultivation Hall Master Xu Huanzhen also lost his White Crane spirit beast.

Only he, Min Longyu, came back alive, whole and sound.

"President, I have failed your expectations, I deserve to die!"

Luo Chen pursed his lips and tightened his face.

Looking at the man who was full of annoyance and guilt, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Before setting off, Min Longyu had indeed said that he would go there to set up a large array to protect the lives of the Luo Tian Society cultivators.

But the current result had truly given him a hard slap in the face.

On the battlefield, you, a Tier 1 Foundation Establishment cultivator, how could you have such big words.

However, some things always had to be said.

"The fault is not yours."

"You have done very well; if you hadn't set up the array, half of the people wouldn't have been able to survive."

"Go down and rest, write down the detailed situation in two days and hand it to Murong Qinglian."

Min Longyu still wanted to say something.

But Luo Chen had already turned around and slowly pushed open the door of the Huixin Hall.

Inside the hall, it was deathly empty.

Min Longyu opened his mouth and finally left in shame.

In front of the black wooden coffin.

Luo Chen placed his hands gently on the unrecognizable corpse.

Strands of pure wood spiritual power, as he exhaled from his palms, landed on it.

Rotting flesh rolled, bones returned to their positions, and hideous wounds healed.

A brand new, rosy face returned to the face.

Rough, weathered, and experienced.

It was exactly the face of Sima Xian in his memory.

Sima Huiniang, who had already recovered her emotions, saw this face and couldn't help but sob again.

At this time, she no longer had the demeanor of a strong woman.

She was as weak as a blade of grass that could fall in the wind.

"The three of us siblings came from a mundane large city; our family background was originally wealthy, but later the family fell, and we became destitute."

"Big brother raised me and Wenjie up."

"Later, we accidentally obtained immortal fate, and the three of us siblings were lucky enough to have spiritual roots, and from then on, we embarked on the path of cultivation."

"In the eyes of outsiders, the Sima Trio was led by me, and I was the one who planned and made decisions everywhere we went."

"But whenever we encountered danger, it was always big brother who stood at the very front, and it was always him who chose to stay behind to cover the retreat."

"How I wish big brother could find a Dao companion and live a quiet and ordinary life. But he said, little sister looks glamorous on the stage, but she doesn't know how many people are coveting my position; he wants to work hard to cultivate and become my strongest support."

"Big brother didn't talk much. He only said this once when he was drunk and talking to Wenjie in private."

"Failing Foundation Establishment was the most painful thing for him; since then, he became even more silent and put all his thoughts into the Battle Hall."

"But I didn't expect that he would die on Jilei Mountain."

"No, actually I should have thought of it long ago, how can people not die, even Foundation Establishment cultivators can die."

"But..."

Luo Chen hugged the woman into his arms.

He, who was always eloquent and could speak eloquently even in the face of high-level cultivators, couldn't think of any suitable words of comfort in front of this fragile woman at this moment.

All he could do was hold her tightly.

Time passed slowly, the candles in the hall flickered, emitting wisps of green smoke.

I don't know how long it had been.

A clanging sound rang out.

The woman closed the coffin lid.

She wiped away her tears and left Luo Chen's embrace; in a trance, the familiar Sima Huiniang had returned.

"Are you okay..."

"I'm fine!"

Sima Huiniang sniffed, and her expression became firm.

"People always have to die; Zeng Wen could die, Granny Yuan could die, so many cultivators of the Luo Tian Society could die, so how could my big brother stay out of it."

"From the moment he stepped onto the Jilei Mountain battlefield, he was already prepared."

"Life, always has to go on."

Luo Chen opened his mouth, a bit unable to react.

The Sima Huiniang he was familiar with had indeed returned.

"President, the Battle Hall cannot be without a master for a day!"

"Hmm."

"I have decided to transfer Bian Zhen to serve as the Battle Hall Master, and Shugu will take over the Spirit Medicine Hall; she was originally..."

"I'll do it!"

Sima Huiniang looked up suddenly at the man in front of her.

In the dim main hall, the man stood tall and said unhurriedly:

"The Battle Hall is the sword of the Luo Tian Society, how can it not be sharp?"

"Wang Yuan is strong enough, but he is more obsessed with martial arts cultivation; it was only out of helplessness that I let your big brother take over."

"He did a very good job, it's just that I underestimated the current situation, which is not something a Qi Refining cultivator can handle."

"Looking at the current Luo Tian Society, only I can hold this blunt sword!"

Sima Huiniang couldn't help but speak: "But..."

"There are no 'buts'!"

Luo Chen said decisively: "After attending the funeral of this batch of cultivators, I will personally go to the Jilei Nine Mountains battlefield to lead the Luo Tian Society cultivators!"

"It's very dangerous there." The woman said in a low voice, as if pleading.

Luo Chen shook his head.

"On the path of cultivation, there is no such thing as peace and smoothness."

"Over the years, countless battles of the Luo Tian Society, large and small, have been conducted under my command."

"Although you can all stand on your own, the situation there now is completely different."

"Wang Yuan is missing, Li Yingzhang is seriously injured, and Hall Master Xu's main combat spirit beast was killed. If I don't go, I'm afraid the remaining cultivators of the Luo Tian Society will be treated as cannon fodder."

"Huiniang, in the vast Danxia, can you find a second person more suitable than me?"

Sima Huiniang was speechless.

Luo Chen knew what she was worried about.

But in the face of danger, there is only responsibility!

As the person who created the Luo Tian Society with his own hands, in this situation, he must never stay alone in Tianlan and stand by.

He reached out and stroked the woman's slightly cold cheek.

"Don't worry, as long as I don't encounter a Jin Dan Venerable, others can't do anything to me."

This statement was both comfort and incomparably strong self-confidence.

The woman felt a little more at ease in her heart.

Turning back, she looked at the black wooden coffin.

"Where is it appropriate to bury my big brother and the others?"

"The back mountain, backed by Mosang, facing the Qinhua River, bury them thickly. For those who died in battle but have no remains, set up cenotaphs, and treat their families well." Luo Chen said in a low voice.

Three days later.

Paper money flew like flowers all over the sky, and sobbing and wailing continued endlessly.

In the distance.

Luo Chen looked at Sima Wenjie, who was still unwilling to leave for a long time, kneeling in front of Sima Xian's grave, and remained silent.

Footsteps came from behind.

It was Min Longyu.

He didn't look back and said: "Something up?"

Thump!

Min Longyu knelt on one knee and gritted his teeth: "President, take me with you!"

The news that Luo Chen would personally conquer Jilei Mountain had spread throughout Danxia in these three days.

All halls were operating, preparing the corresponding manpower and resources.

But on the expedition list, there was no Min Longyu.

His attitude, to be honest, was a bit beyond Luo Chen's expectations.

The other party was not originally a member of the Luo Tian Society, and could even be considered an enemy.

But after returning from this battle, the emotions expressed were deeper than many old members.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have knelt twice in a short time.

Luo Chen was very strange, but didn't ask.

Whether it was sincere or fake, Min Longyu's attitude was impeccable.

He just refused lightly.

"Don't go this time."

"Why!"

Min Longyu looked up, his eyes full of confusion.

"There is no why, if both you and I leave, who will guard Danxia Peak?"

"But currently, no one should come to provoke my Luo Tian Society, right? And there are still three Foundation Establishment cultivators, President and the others, left behind."

"Better safe than sorry. With you presiding over the Danxia Array, even ordinary great cultivators wouldn't dare to provoke us; only then can I have no worries behind me."

After hearing this, Min Longyu hung his head.

But in his eyes, there was still some unwillingness.

His feelings for the Luo Tian Society cultivators were very complex.

When he first joined, he just treated them as strangers, each taking what they needed.

But when the Luo Tian Society settled on Danxia Peak and returned to his family's ancestral land, some perceptions gradually changed.

Especially watching the once dilapidated family ancestral land gradually recover its vitality under the cultivation of the Luo Tian Society cultivators, that inexplicable emotion went deep into his heart.

They had worked together, fought side by side, and often exchanged cultivation insights.

Not family, but in his heart, they were close to family.

More than a hundred years ago, the Min family was destroyed, and he was powerless.

But a hundred years later, how could he sit and watch the decline of the Luo Tian Society, especially when he had strong abilities!

This war was one of the most tragic losses in the history of the Luo Tian Society.

In terms of numbers, it couldn't compare to the Battle of Gaoling Plain, but the cultivators who were injured or killed were all elite.

In this, he committed the sin of arrogance.

So, he wanted to make up for it!

But Luo Chen didn't give him this chance.

"Get up!"

Luo Chen cast a strand of spiritual power, helping him up without allowing the other party to refuse.

Looking at the cemetery hidden in the Mosang in the distance, he said lightly: "There is always parting in the world, you have done very well, don't blame yourself too much. Compared to going to the battlefield to kill enemies and take revenge, staying in Danxia and guarding the Luo Tian Society is of greater significance."

Although Min Longyu was still unwilling, he finally nodded and accepted Luo Chen's arrangement.

However, he still wanted to contribute.

In front of Luo Chen, he took out the Zhouyou Eighteen Array Disk solemnly.

"President, this is for you."

"Hmm?"

Luo Chen looked at this magic treasure that was sent out from his own hands.

It was incomplete at first, but under the joint repair of Min Longyu and Duan Feng over the years, it looked brand new, and one couldn't see any incompleteness at all.

"This is the core of the Seven-Colored Danxia Array, right? If you give it to me, what will happen to the Luo Tian Society?"

Min Longyu shook his head slowly, "No, the core of the Seven-Colored Danxia Array is Danxia Peak and me, not this magic treasure. If the person is there, the mountain is there; if the mountain is destroyed, the person dies!"

Luo Chen frowned and stared at the other party seriously.

Min Longyu took a deep breath and continued:

"The situation there is becoming more and more bizarre, even Jin Dan cultivators are taking action without shame. President, you are very strong, but if you encounter a Jin Dan enemy... you are the soul of the Luo Tian Society, and you must not be lost!"

Luo Chen's gaze fell on the Zhouyou Eighteen Array Disk.

"Can this thing rival Jin Dan?"

"If the environment is suitable, it might be able to fight!"

Under Min Longyu's expectation, Luo Chen finally accepted his kindness.

Just as Min Longyu said, Luo Chen's significance to the Luo Tian Society was irreplaceable by anyone.

Just like the current moment.

Danxia Peak, which was originally in a miserable wind and rain, was only able to suppress the situation because Luo Chen came forward.

Sima Huiniang had strong abilities, but she was still missing something.

That thing required a long time to slowly catch up to Luo Chen.

Touching the Zhouyou Eighteen Array Disk, Luo Chen listened to Min Longyu's extremely detailed introduction of the array kill move he had painstakingly studied.

At the end, he suddenly asked:

"Describe the battle scene of that night to me again, I want to know who it was that still insisted on pursuing and killing you after your team's strength was severely damaged."

Mentioning this, Min Longyu's face instantly became ferocious.

"The corresponding resources are all ready."

"The small ones are in the storage bag, kept by Qin Liangchen and Yuan Xiaoyue. The large ones are on the Langqi Flying Boat."

"When we get there, hand them over to the Ice Fortress cultivators; the price has already been negotiated through Dantai Jin."

Above Danxia.

The Langqi Flying Boat had been fully deployed, its fifty-plus-zhang-long hull showing the weight of a top-grade large flying boat.

It was already piled with dense various large-volume materials.

Mineral materials, wood, etc.

These things, when they get there, can be used in the war.

Just this trip alone, the Luo Tian Society could earn more than one hundred thousand spirit stones!

On the flying boat, besides these things, there were also many Battle Hall and outer sect cultivators, and the Gold Hall sent Deputy Hall Master Yuan Xiaoyue, who would be responsible for the specific cargo transaction.

Sima Huiniang looked at Luo Chen with worry.

"These things are actually not important, the most important thing is you!"

Luo Chen smiled, "Being so nagging doesn't look like you."

Sima Huiniang didn't say anything more; the words that should be said had actually been made clear in the past few days.

It was just that at the time of parting, she was touched by the scene.

She got off the flying boat and stood with Gu Caiyi and Murong Qinglian.

"Don't worry, after the war ends, I will bring them all back!"

Luo Chen waved at them and turned to board the Langqi Flying Boat.

"Set sail!"

Following his order.

The huge Langqi Flying Boat made a rumbling sound and then slowly flew towards the distance.

Sima Huiniang and the other two watched their departing backs from afar.

In Danxia Peak, many more cultivators watched this scene.

Someone shouted.

The next moment, they shouted in unison.

"President, you must come back!"

There was no response from the flying boat, only a white figure with hands behind his back, standing against the wind, watching the distance.

Jilei Nine Mountains, I, Luo Chen, am coming!