Chapter 78

"Great King, east of the Big Fish Creek is the Demon Sect's territory. We should turn back!"

A-Hui-La's eyes widened, the animal teeth and jade stones on his body colliding and making a clanging sound. He raged:

"Old thing, turn back to fight that vicious wolf Jia-Ni-Xi? To take our heads to die in Lishan? Or can you use witchcraft to fly across Wangyue Lake to find a place for these nine hundred clansmen to settle?"

The old man fell silent and sighed as he returned to the tribe.

A-Hui-La snorted coldly and drank a cup of fruit wine. Then, several clansmen entered the tent, bringing out a fair-skinned, clean-looking stranger with his hair tied up tightly. They threw him in front of A-Hui-La and laughed:

"Great King, this stranger was peeking around the camp, so we captured him!"

It turned out to be a clan soldier sent by the Li family to investigate news. Their ability to lurk in the mountains and investigate news was naturally not as good as the Shanyue who lived in the mountains all year round, so they were captured.

A-Hui-La touched his face, revealing the four patterns on his cheeks, representing his fourth-layer Qi Condensation cultivation. He picked up the man and said coldly:

"A stranger? It's been a long time!"

Seeing the man's eyes widen in terror as he struggled, A-Hui-La sneered for a while, threw him on the ground, and shouted loudly:

"Come here!"

Immediately, a tribal shaman dragged the man down, arranging poisonous insects and bee needles. Screams came from outside the tent. A-Hui-La finished a cup of fruit wine with relish, and the man confessed everything.

"Li Clan tribe?"

A-Hui-La frowned and shook his head, listening to the tribal shaman mutter for a while without hearing the words "Qi Condensation," so he shouted loudly:

"Damn it! Rob them first!"

"Get up and work!"

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Chen Erniu's temples were also greying. He had been proud these past few years, as his youngest son, Chen Donghe, had entered the immortal path, and he would boast about it whenever he met someone.

Chen Donghe had cried loudly when he was born. Chen Erniu liked him more the more he looked at him, so he rejected the names he had thought of himself and went to ask the teacher Han Wenxu to name him.

Han Wenxu saw Chen Erniu bringing good wine and dried meat to his door in the middle of winter, and couldn't help but laugh. He followed Chen Erniu's tradition of using rivers and lakes to name the child, calling him Chen Donghe.

Chen Donghe had been smart since he was a child. Chen Erniu looked at his useless older sons and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Who knew that he would be found to have spiritual apertures a few years ago? Chen Erniu was overjoyed and sent him to cultivate by Li Xiangping's side.

"Alas."

Chen Erniu sighed. Wan Tiancang had died on Huaqian Mountain, and Wan Tianchou had been replaced at Lishuan Mouth. This child was kind and got along well with Chen Erniu. It was just that wild beasts were always rustling out of the mountains in the west, and Chen Erniu hadn't slept well these past few days, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Lying on the bed, Chen Erniu was about to fall asleep in a daze when he suddenly heard a series of screams.

"Father! Father!"

Chen Sanshui rushed into the bedroom with a loud bang, scaring Chen Erniu so much that he rolled off the bed to the ground, crying out in pain.

"Rebellious son! Damn..."

Before Chen Erniu could finish scolding, Chen Sanshui dragged him to the door, pointing to the east for Chen Erniu to see.

"Damn it..."

Chen Erniu froze at the door, staring blankly at the scattered firelight on the eastern hillside.

Shanyue people, naked from the waist up and with patterns on their arms, were emerging, laughing and waving long knives as they rushed down the mountain. The long line of people, like a dragon, had already killed their way into the village, and faint cries and screams could be heard.

Behind him, Chen Sanshui was rummaging through the room, trembling and shouting:

"Father, run, Father, while there's still time..."

Chen Erniu felt a tightness in his chest and almost fainted from anger. He slapped Chen Sanshui on the head and roared:

"Go notify the main family!"

Seeing Chen Sanshui standing there stunned, Chen Erniu kicked him in the butt. Seeing him run away in a panic, Chen Erniu felt the firelight before his eyes spinning, and a deep sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

"Truly a waste."

Stabilizing his emotions, Chen Erniu entered the room and picked up his second son, Chen Qiushui, who was sleeping like a pig. He gritted his teeth and said:

Seeing Chen Qiushui sleeping and spinning around in the room, Chen Erniu's anger was about to make him faint. He hurriedly closed his eyes and muttered to himself:

"Don't rush, don't rush, there is still Donghe at home."

Only then did he draw his knife, put on his rattan clothes, gritted his teeth, and rushed out of the courtyard, sneaking into the shadows between the alleys.

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"Family Head!"

Li Xiangping opened his eyes slowly, only to see Li Yesheng enter the courtyard covered in dust and looking disheveled. He said in a deep voice:

"Mountain Yue attacked Lishuan Mouth in the west!"

Li Xiangping was shocked and stood up immediately, putting on his armor, holding the Green Crow Bow in his hand. Beside him, Chen Donghe had already obediently tied the arrow quiver for him.

"What's the situation? How many people? Are there any cultivators?"

"It is said that a rough glance shows hundreds of people, and no one flying in the air was seen."

It was just that Li Xiangping and Li Tongya had instructed that once they encountered someone standing in the air or a monster, they must retreat and report to the mountain, so they knew that those who could fly were the powerful ones.

Slapping a God-Speed Technique on his legs, Li Xiangping drank in a low voice:

"Send someone to call Li Qiuyang and Li Xuanxuan!"

Hesitating for a moment, Li Xiangping didn't disturb Li Tongya, who was in seclusion. He stepped lightly and ran down the mountain.

"Yesheng will lead the village soldiers to support later!"

Li Yesheng shouted, and seeing Li Xiangping had disappeared into the mountains, he hurriedly stepped out to call people.

After weaving through the road for a while, close to Lishuan Mouth, Li Xiangping saw the drums beating loudly where the eight hundred clan soldiers were stationed. Several centurions inserted into the group were wandering with difficult expressions, and one person was sitting on the ground, covering his face and crying.

Looking down, Li Xiangping felt the person looked a bit like Chen Erniu. He threw the jade token in his hand lightly and continued to run toward the west.

Several centurions had long recognized Li Xiangping, and the mobilization token was just a formality. They hurriedly led the clan soldiers behind them to follow, passing through the forest and heading toward Lishuan Mouth.

Only Chen Qiushui was left sitting blankly in the dust, confused by what had happened in an instant. He stood up, patted the dust off, and looked around, not knowing where to go. ===== CHAPTER 79 =====