Chapter 740: Imperial Brother

Right, exactly, it's for the sake of the greater good.

Absolutely not because he, the dignified Luo Li Sect Elder Xuan Daozi, couldn't beat the black-clad Tu Xing.

Tu Xing was merely someone who entered the Dao through martial arts, spent his days fighting and killing, a brainless brute.

Clashing with someone like that would be a complete waste of time.

It wouldn't be too long before the Heavenly Demon Holy Land opened to an acceptable degree, at which point powerhouses like them would also enter.

What if they got injured fighting right now?

Everything for the sake of the greater good.

Xuan Daozi didn't engage in verbal disputes; the disciples, however, were curious what Tu Xing's words meant.

But seeing the Elder's demeanor, they didn't dare ask.

The Luo Li Sect disciples didn't dare ask.

Some people had no such reservations. Atop the giant Xuan Turtle, a crisp voice rang out: "Grandpa, what does he mean?"

"East Sea Angler Ao."

Some cultivators' gazes swept over the Xuan Turtle.

There were two people there, one old and one young. The younger was a girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen, pretty features, innocent and lively.

The old man wore a bamboo hat, a straw raincoat, and held a fishing rod. A nearly invisible fishing line extended from the rod's tip into the great sea.

The East Sea Angler Ao, with a loose cultivator's status, sat on equal footing with numerous famous major sects.

His strength was unfathomable, not beneath the martial madman Tu Xing who entered the Dao through martial arts.

"Oh, Niannian, what did you say?" The Angler Ao lifted his slightly lowered head.

"Hmph, Grandpa you fell asleep again. Also, with so many people, don't call me by my pet name! Call me Su Qing!" The little girl angrily hammered the Angler Ao's shoulders and back with her small fists.

One wondered if it was an illusion, but under her fists, even the steady-as-Mount-Tai Xuan Turtle seemed to bob up and down.

"Okay, okay." The Angler Ao smiled, face full of wrinkles. "He just said throw a few mortals in, right?"

"Mhm, what does that mean?" The little girl Su Qing nodded.

"It's like this." The Angler Ao adjusted his askew bamboo hat. "Although the Heavenly Demon Holy Land only appears once every few hundred years, during this period it still leaves traces, which occasionally surface."

"The Holy Land is isolated from the world; we cultivators cannot enter — touch it and die. But for some reason, mortals won't."

"They can enter the Holy Land and not die, and simultaneously, to a certain extent, strengthen the connection between the Holy Land and the outside world, allowing the Holy Land to 'emerge' sooner."

"Oh, I see." Su Qing nodded in sudden realization.

To put it unpleasantly, it's fertilizer. More fertilizer, the "Holy Land" grows strong, and harvest time comes sooner.

However, the Heavenly Demon Holy Land is elusive; even with the intent, the number of mortals that can be thrown in is extremely few.

Now that the Holy Land's gates are open, it's stabilized.

Doing this secretly is fine, but under everyone's watching eyes, it definitely won't do.

Even Tu Xing, who calls himself an evil heretic with no taboos, only says it verbally — everyone wants face.

Even the shameless ones get stopped by cultivators who have face.

For now, just wait.

That's what's said, but there are always some cultivators who either don't fully grasp the situation, or hold onto wishful thinking, or are forced, who want to go in first to scout the path.

After all, no one can completely accurately predict when the thing enveloping the Heavenly Demon Holy Land, like a grand formation, will suddenly turn gentle.

Even with experience, they can only do like Xuan Daozi and say "short then... long then...".

Advance scouting is very necessary.

The cannon fodder are very self-aware; those not self-aware, forced ones are very self-aware, gritting their teeth and flying toward the vortex.

The instant they touched the vortex, those weak cultivators felt a bout of dizziness, like withered leaves dancing wildly in the wind, about to be torn apart.

Perhaps it was an instant; not torn apart, a heaviness came over their bodies, the feeling of feet on solid ground arrived.

Seven or eight cultivators appeared before Shanhai Pass.

A sense of weakness arose spontaneously; unable to fly, extremely difficult to cast spells, even limbs became much weaker.

Simply put, they directly went from xianxia cultivators weakened into wuxia martial artists.

And not even the high-level kind.

"We..."

"Where is the Heavenly Demon?"

These cultivators were all entering the Heavenly Demon Holy Land for the first time, not knowing where danger would come from.

Each was extremely vigilant, guarding their hearts.

The Heavenly Demon would surely confuse their minds, maybe throw in a Heavenly Demon Illusion Realm or something, to make them sink into it.

Then, this group of cultivators heard a heavy sound of horse hooves.

Focusing their eyes, not far away, a black torrent was approaching, sharp weapons reflecting cold light.

How could it be a cavalry charge?

"..."

This is completely different from the promised Heavenly Demon Illusion Realm!

Shouldn't the Heavenly Demon's attack method be some illusions, manifesting a gentle township, a hero's tomb?

The charging iron cavalry, in less than a few minutes, directly crushed these cultivators into paste.

Fresh blood flowed on armor and weapons, leaving a streak of blood color.

"Got stronger."

Tang Luo atop Shanhai Pass thought silently.

These cavalrymen's auras intertwined and rose, each person growing stronger at a visible speed.

As they are now, each and every one of them could thrash their past selves from before the vortex had even managed to form a gateway.

If everyone could grow stronger at a pace like this……

Tang Luo smiled.

In the nearly deserted dungeon, three pig trotters and Du Shuqin, Zhao Qiulu were locked separately in two cells.

This time, outside the cells there were also jailers on guard, seven men rotating shifts per cell, giving no opportunity whatsoever.

Bao Tian compared his own thighs, which had already slimmed down and become much firmer, and felt they couldn't measure up to a single arm of the jailers outside.

Come to think of it, isn't this a wuxia world?

Why are you jailers each and every one still so burly and hulking?

There are clearly those beautiful young ladies with high martial arts and good looks…… do you jailers practice external martial arts?

Bao Tian's thoughts flew in disorder.

Tang Luo's figure appeared before several people's eyes.

At the same time, it seemed a clear breeze blew through the dungeon.

All the jailers fainted and collapsed at the same moment.

"Master……" Bao Tian and the others immediately stood up.

The two in the opposite cell also tried hard to shove their heads through the gaps between the bars.

"There have been some changes." Tang Luo waved his hand, signaling everyone to stay calm, and recounted the many changes in the Kingdom of Daughters, including the group of cultivators that had appeared outside the vortex, eyeing the Kingdom of Daughters with covetous intent.

Answering everyone's doubts.

Bao Tian and the others listened, dumbstruck.

Damn, it really suddenly turned from a wuxia world into a xianxia world!

Mommy, I want to go back and fight zombies!

At this moment, the five of them held immense fondness for the zombies they had never met.

There is no enemy more gentle than zombies…… what, you say Lickers, Tyrants and such enhanced zombies, and zombies from World War Z that run faster than dogs?

Please, even if these were ten times stronger, in the vast majority of xianxia worlds, they are the weakest of the weak.

And Bao Tian and the others, they are the weakest of the weakest of the weak.

In this "food chain", they rank second to last, only one level higher than those slow-moving initial zombies.

"Master, then what do we do now?"

Everyone looked at Tang Luo.

Omnipotent Master Xuanzang, quickly use your invincible strength to think of a way.

Wait, now it's suddenly turned into a xianxia world, Master probably isn't invincible anymore either.

The golden thigh is no use, Bao Tian and the others all felt like they had failed an exam.

"In this poor monk's view, you benefactors staying in the dungeon for the time being is actually safe." Tang Luo said, "Wait for the right opportunity, this poor monk will let you out, then you rush out, succeed or die with honor."

The several people glanced at each other, nodded, and could only do so.

"Good, then you benefactors wait patiently, it won't be long." Tang Luo spoke, and was about to leave.

Everyone could see that after the "major plot change", Master was going to attend to his own business.

This is the true "mission world" belonging to veterans.

We pure newcomers really can't compare.

"Wait, Master!"

Over there Zhao Qiulu shouted with effort.

"Does the benefactor have something else?" Tang Luo halted his steps.

"That…… my head is stuck." Zhao Qiulu's voice was very low, very soft.

"……"

Tang Luo, delayed for a moment, conveniently settled those jailers properly one by one, directly using Opening Light to awaken them.

Letting those jailers merely feel a slight discomfort, unaware they had already fainted once.

Counted as not letting Bao Tian and the five's attention level continue to rise.

Outside Shanhai Pass, cultivators entered in a steady stream, and before long suffered the impact of the Kingdom of Daughters' army.

They died cleanly and neatly.

Only one or two lucky cannon fodder managed to escape, counting as having fulfilled their duty.

And at this time, the Kingdom of Daughters' King arrived at Shanhai Pass, the great army deployed in formation, as far as the eye could see, a black mass.

The vortex expanded bit by bit with the passage of time.

Fortunately, outside Shanhai Pass was not an incomparably vast plain, but merely a broad road.

Entering from the vortex, to penetrate deeper into the Kingdom of Daughters, one must necessarily level Shanhai Pass.

However, the troops garrisoned in other places of the Kingdom of Daughters did not budge an inch, not the slightest intention of coming to "assist".

This is not confidence.

I'm afraid after a period of time, other gateways will open in those places as well.

"Why are those cultivators flocking to the Kingdom of Daughters like ducks to water. Although there are indeed some heavenly materials and earthly treasures, just these alone are probably not enough." Tang Luo lowered his head to look at the Queen personally guarding Shanhai Pass.

She had already changed into a suit of silver-white and red armor, the whole person looked heroic and spirited.

The majesty between her brows contained killing intent.

"How similar, just who are you……" Tang Luo's gaze flickered.

Suddenly, a cold light burst forth from within the vortex, even after being weakened by the Kingdom of Daughters' grand formation, it was still swift as lightning, heading straight for the Kingdom of Daughters' King atop the Shanhai Pass city wall.

Tang Luo instinctively reached out and pressed down.

Just then, the Queen of the Kingdom of Women drew her sharp sword, striking the cold gleam with unerring precision.

The sharp blade and the cold gleam collided, both shattering into fragments simultaneously.

Those fragments seemed intent on becoming a "storm of hidden weapons," tearing apart everything around them, but they abruptly halted, falling to the ground and turning into a pile of fine dust.

Fresh blood tore through her right arm and flowed out; her right arm hung limp.

After the Queen of the Kingdom of Women opened the gate of the vortex, her strength had advanced a step further.

Even so, blocking this sudden attack still exacted a price.

Not only that, the group of guards behind her simultaneously turned pale.

That sword strike just now appeared to be the Queen of the Kingdom of Women's power alone, but in reality, her aura had been intertwining with those close guards all along, forming a unified whole.

Truth be told, relying on one person's power alone really couldn't have blocked this sudden cold gleam.

"Your Majesty!"

The guards surrounded the Queen of the Kingdom of Women in a tight circle, escorting her down from the gate tower.

The Queen of the Kingdom of Women allowed the guards to practically carry her along, her expression shifting unpredictably, extremely complex; suddenly she raised her head to look at the sky, and abruptly drew the sword of the guard beside her with her left hand, slashing toward the heavens.

In an instant, sword light wove into a net, attacking the sky.

Empty, utterly empty...

"Loose arrows!"

Sheathing her sword, the Queen coldly gave the order.

The soldiers executed the command without hesitation, nocking arrows and firing.

A rain of arrows filled the sky, rising from below to instantly cover the heavens above Shanhai Pass completely.

"Is it you?"

"I know you're here! Come out!"

The Queen of the Kingdom of Women shouted loudly.

The surrounding guards were very surprised — had an intruder secretly infiltrated?

But the expression on the Queen's face was so complex, as if she were both crying and laughing?

"Amitabha..."

A Buddhist invocation rang out; the sky-full of arrows instantly froze in midair, then in a moment reversed, falling back with unerring precision into each soldier's quiver behind them.

All the soldiers faced a formidable enemy.

A monk!

The "existence" at the bottom of the Kingdom of Women's food chain!

The Queen of the Kingdom of Women, however, broke free from the guards' protective circle, her gaze fixed on the sky: "Never expected it really is you, my Imperial Younger Brother..."

"Father!"