Chapter 964

The night was dark and heavy, fine rain pattering, soaking Mountain Wind City until it became sticky and damp.

Inside the City Lord's Manor, small clerks in blue robes and little hats, in groups of three or five, slipped out through every rear, side, and side gate, even scaling the walls, and quickly sneaked to every part of the city.

They carried in their hands zombie pills of varying numbers.

One pill was thrown into each well; for the two rivers that ran through the city, ten or so pills were tossed at their sources; in the cooking unit inside the city that prepared food for the refugee camp, thirty or fifty pills were thrown into the water storage ponds.

Moreover, in various grain storages, the zombie pills were crushed into powder, activated with magical power, turning the pills into a blue‑gray mist that blanketed the entire granary, then aggressively infiltrated the grains, flour, pork, and alcohol.

These zombie pills are highly active.

Strands of heaven‑and‑earth primordial energy are continually absorbed by the medicinal power, gradually transforming and proliferating.

After a night of fermentation, the total medicinal power of the original several thousand pills had, by the time the sky was just lightening, proliferated to tens of thousands.

As time passed, the total potency continued to increase.

From this point of view, the formula of these zombie pills is still rather wonderful.

Wu Tie stood on the main gate tower of the City Lord's Manor, gazing at the bustling clerks of the manor from the night before, and let out a soft sigh. He took out a small ledger and seriously recorded an entry for Fu Feng You Ran and Fu Feng Ya Si.

The attitude of the Fu Feng Divine Dynasty toward its own people determined Wu Tie's future attitude toward them.

Unfortunately, Wu Tie is not a god; he can save the people of Mountain Wind City, but for the Fu Feng Divine Dynasty's other places, for those other cities facing the frenzied assault of the Supreme Demon Kingdom, and their inhabitants, Wu Tie cannot save them.

"Heaven's way has retribution." Wu Tie, hidden and standing on the main gate tower of the City Lord's Manor, suddenly burst into loud laughter.

His laughter was desolate and indignant, shaking the great City Lord's Manor in a violent jolt.

From Fu Feng You Ran and Fu Feng Ya Si up to the night‑watchmen and patrolling guards of the City Lord's Manor, countless people were startled, each rushing out of their rooms to look toward the direction of the laughter.

Dark clouds covered the sky, fine rain scattered, the main gate tower was empty, not a ghost in sight, yet that laughter continued to come unabated from the flying eaves of the tower, which stood over ten zhang high.

Several dozen half‑step venerable level auras shot up into the sky, and a jade‑green banana leaf fan silently appeared, hovering in the air, emitting strong magical fluctuations that silently enveloped the entire City Lord's Manor.

Wu Tie's laughter cut off abruptly; the doppelganger formed from a strand of his hair walked out of the door blank‑eyed, just like the clerks next door, staring blankly at the sky.

His true self, however, quietly turned into a light breeze and swiftly passed through Mountain Wind City.

The camp of Yin Wu Shuang was only a short few thousand li from Mountain Wind City; after Wu Tie left Mountain Wind City, in the blink of an thought he had pierced through the dozens of layers of defensive seals in Yin Wu Shuang's camp and entered his main command tent.

Inside the main command tent, the smell of alcohol rose to the heavens, and the stench of blood made one want to vomit.

Yin Wu Shuang sat upright in the central seat, his face still flushed from excessive drinking. He clasped a large sea‑bowl in both hands, gulping down the sobering soup brought by the guards.

Several close guards busily lifted the tent's curtain, opened the top cover, used magical power to summon a gale, drawing in fresh air from outside to dispel the pungent odor inside the tent.

Two youths, about seventy‑percent alike, with large hooked noses, sinister and fierce, eyes like wolves, sat left and right of Yin Wu Shuang; the youth on the left held a wine cup, still sipping strong liquor in small mouthfuls.

The youth on the right had crimson lips; his cup contained not wine but the pungent hot blood of a demon beast's heart.

After the hysterical revelry of the feast, even Yin Wu Shuang and the two youths felt a bit weary; now they were forcing themselves to stay alert, slowly savoring the last lingering joy.

Outside the tent, on the flat ground beneath a large canopy, several big‑eared, fat‑headed cooking soldiers were smoking and roasting a few huge fierce beasts on a bonfire. When Wu Tie infiltrated the camp, those beasts had already been cooked half‑done, and the air was filled with a rich meat aroma.

Yin Wu Shuang and the two youths sat quietly there, some drinking soup, some drinking wine, the one drinking blood continued to savor the still‑warm demon beast heart blood with relish.

Wu Tie stood in a corner of the main command tent, silently observing Yin Wu Shuang and the two youths.

Earlier, Wu Tie had attached a strand of his own hair to Yin Wu Shuang, constantly monitoring his every word and deed.

He knew these two youths: one was Yin Wu Zhi, the other Yin Wu Yong.

They and Yin Wu Shuang are of the same clan, members of the Yin clan of the Supreme Demon Kingdom, of the same generation; because they belong to different branches and practice different demonic arts, they are divided into the four lineages of Crow, None, Martial, and Do‑not.

The Commander of the Southeastern Expedition of the Supreme Demon Kingdom, Yin Wu Jiu, is the highest authority of this branch of Yin Wu Shuang.

Yin Wu Zhi and Yin Wu Yong were the clansmen closest to Yin Wu Shuang in daily contact, and also served as the chief commanders of the vanguard army under Yin Wu Jiu.

Yin Wu Shuang spent considerable time on the road, traveling alone to the camps of Yin Wu Zhi and Yin Wu Yong; after he revealed his discovery, Yin Wu Zhi and Yin Wu Yong, within a quarter of an hour, decided to fully cooperate with him.

Originally, each of them also commanded troops, attacking a northern border city of the Fu Feng Divine Dynasty.

Now they have abandoned further attacks, directly leading all their directly controlled vanguard legions to rush to the outskirts of Mountain Wind City.

The cooking soldiers cut up several grilled beast legs and brought them over; when they were serving Yin Wu Shuang and the two youths as breakfast, several orderlies rushed into the main command tent.

"General, the Evil Heart Sect of the Evil Heart Cave on Little Witch Head Mountain, altogether five hundred seventy‑two disciples, have arrived under orders."

Yin Wu Zhi, holding his wine cup, nodded satisfied: "This Elder Evil Heart, he's still sensible and obedient… arrange a camp for them, let them await orders in the army."

Not long after, several more orderlies came in.

"General, the Southern Gate Clan of the Black Mist Valley, from the founding ancestor Nan Men Xiao downwards, three hundred forty‑five clan members, together with three thousand private troops, have all arrived."

Yin Wu Yong nodded with a smile: "Hmm, Nan Men Xiao is sensible; settle them well. The Nan Men clan excels in puppet secret arts; on the battlefield they are of great use."

Another quarter of an hour later, several orderlies came running in.

"General, the scattered demons of the Nineteen Linked Valleys—seven caves, nine grains, twenty‑three fields—totaling one hundred thirteen people, have all arrived under orders."

Yin Wu Shuang revealed a hint of a smile: "They're also well‑informed and sensible. Hey, if they dare not come this time, this commander will surely slaughter the Nineteen Linked Valleys afterward. Well, let them station themselves and wait in peace."

Left and right, wave after wave, the sects, clans, and scattered demon forces summoned by Yin Wu Shuang, Yin Wu Zhi, and Yin Wu Yong kept arriving at the camp to register.

In the short span of a breakfast, at least several tens of thousands of demon cultivators of not‑weak cultivation had gathered in Yin Wu Shuang's great camp.

The strength of these sects, clans, and scattered demons was far greater than that of the regular demon troops under the command of Yin Wu Shuang and his two aides.