Chapter 230

"Yuejin, senior brother!"

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【1】 "Yuejin, senior brother!"

"Yuejin, fellow Daoist!"

"The demon tribe has retreated; we held this wave!!"

The surviving cultivators looked excitedly at Yan Buji; they all knew that if it weren't for Yan Buji charging down the city formation and slaying a giant beast, causing chaos among the demon tribe, far fewer of them would have survived this time.

Yan Buji looked toward the Songhu Sect side, clasped his fists, and said, "Thank you for your assistance."

"Yuejin, fellow Daoist, remains calm in crisis, fears no death; I merely helped a little."

"Fellow Daoist, how should I address you?"

"Songhu Sect's Yu Can."

"Yuejin thanks Fellow Daoist Yu."

Yu Can waved his hand, indicating no need for more words.

Yan Buji nodded, glanced at Lin Ruoyu beside him who wanted to speak but held back, then walked to the side and sat down to rest.

"Senior brother, the demon tribe has retreated; shouldn't we leave?"

"It's not yet rotation time; rest first. Besides, how do you know they're truly retreating or just feigning? Don't let your guard down, Yuetong—you and the others rotate to watch the demon army's movements."

"Yes, senior brother." Yuetong obeyed, obediently standing on the city wall gazing at the demon army not far away.

Having witnessed Yan Buji's valor and methods, the disciples became even more convinced, sitting peacefully to one side to regulate their breath.

Soon after, when it was rotation time, the demon tribe did not attack the city again, which greatly relaxed Yan Buji's mind.

Returning to his dwelling, Yan Buji took a deep breath, pondering today's situation.

"Jumping off the city wall was indeed too risky, but as I thought, although the demon tribe is numerous, the little demons' strength is not high; otherwise they wouldn't have been blocked by my basic few techniques, indicating that those who came to attack the city today were not elite demon troops."

If those little demons were all at the peak of little-demon level, they could probably surround and kill him on the beast's back just by enduring his techniques.

"In that case, merely having deep mana makes one unafraid of encirclement in frontal combat, but still lacks a decisive means...."

"What to do?"

"Yo, which sect's disciple is this brave?"

"Judging by his attire, he must be from a Daoist sect, right?"

Several Xukan Dao cultivators were watching the city defense battle inside their own sect with the aid of an accumulation device.

This city defense battle was merely a probing attack by the demon tribe, but even so, the casualties among the Lianqi Phase disciples of the forces in the Xukan Dao territory were not a small number.

The same was true on the southern city wall, but when they saw an old Daoist rush down, using various techniques to cooperate with a sword cultivator on the city wall to slay a buffalo, they were still quite surprised.

Such diligent cultivators are not absent on other city walls, but Daoist priests who are this brave are rarely seen among Daoist sects.

"Let me see, huh? Isn't this Yuejin from the Qingfeng Observatory?" Wang Le walked over from the side and gave a strange glance.

His impression was that Yuejin was an old fox with deep schemes and slick talk, but he didn't expect this old fellow to be so brave.

Wang Feng was also nearby, currently patrolling and recording the defensive status of cultivators on each city wall, and he happened to see this scene, which also surprised him a bit.

"The Qingfeng Observatory.... is that a disciple of Ming Zhong?"

"I've seen you, Steward Wang."

"Hmm." Wang Feng pointed at the image of Yan Buji, who had slain the buffalo and retreated calmly, and asked, "This cultivator could serve as a model."

"A model? Steward Wang Feng, this Yuejin...." Wang Le wanted to speak but held back.

Wang Feng furrowed his brows: "What? Do you have a grudge against him?"

"No, no, it's just that the casualties among cultivators from all sides in the first wave of city defense have been this high; it's inevitable that later they might show up but not put in effort."

"Precisely for this reason, establishing such a model I think is very necessary. Well, like this: for meritorious service on the first day of city defense, record him as having one thousand military merits; adding the slaying of that buffalo makes it one thousand one hundred military merits, enough for him to exchange for a Lianqi Phase technique." Wang Feng laughed.

"Yes."

One thousand military merits is neither much nor little. Although it cannot be exchanged for a Human Dao Foundation Establishment Pill, which is a huge temptation for Lianqi Phase cultivators, exchanging it for some low-level techniques or methods, or for some spiritual materials and spiritual pills, is also useful.

Moreover, since they are produced by the Xukan Dao, they are definitely better than those on the market; this is credibility.

Soon, the news that Yan Buji had earned one thousand military merits spread everywhere, arousing envy from many.

Likewise, other cultivators also received such rewards; they are the kind who sacrificed their lives fearlessly in the city defense battle.

"Upon hearing this news, Yan Buji couldn't help but shake his head and give a wry smile: 'Risking one's life to struggle—this is the world of cultivation.'"

After a while, Ming Xian suddenly came to find him, looking him up and down:

"Yuejin, junior nephew, you did well today; the seniors of Xukan Dao are all praising your bravery."

"Uncle, exchanging one's life for fame—I would rather not." Yan Buji shook his head.

"Hmm, right. I see you were forced into this on the city wall; coincidentally, I, your uncle, have a few treasured secret arts...."

"Oh?"

Yan Buji's eyes lit up; before he could speak, Ming Xian suddenly said, "Hey, don't rush. These few secret arts aren't given for free; later you'll have to help me with something using your left eye."

Yan Buji's face twitched, pointing at his left eye: "Uncle, this pupil of mine doesn't have much ability; it can only perceive some spiritual energy flow....."

"Don't fool me; have I not used abnormal material as your uncle? Moreover, your pupil technique has actually developed double pupils—you must have fused more than one kind of aberrant pupil, right?" Ming Xian laughed.

Yan Buji took a deep breath.

"Foundation Establishment cultivators are indeed that formidable; they can even tell how many pupils I've fused?"

Yan Buji also didn't think this was a big problem; although he never said it, this matter isn't taboo, so Ming Xian saying this now probably truly needs his pupil technique's help.

"Alright then, uncle, what do you intend for me to do?"

"By then you'll know; here are two methods. One is for cultivating pupil techniques, the other is.... you can have a look yourself."

Ming Xian threw down two jade slips, turned and left: "Remember to study diligently."

"Yes, uncle."

Yan Buji took the jade slips with a strange expression, sat down, and began to contemplate.

Although Ming Xian's arrival this time gave me two secret arts, gains must have a price; the principle of this world remains the same.

First, Yan Buji took a look at that eye technique.

"Breaking Evil Divine Light? What a marvelous eye technique; with my current intellect I simply cannot comprehend it."

Yan Buji wore a strange expression; this eye technique is a method of attacking using spiritual sense, although most eye techniques are tied to one's own spiritual sense, but this Breaking Evil Divine Light specifically consumes the power of the eye to dispel evil spirits, and moreover it is a kind of pure-nature secret art.

But what Yan Buji cannot understand is this: if his eye technique is innate, then consuming the power of the eye—he could still comprehend that the consumption belongs to his own power.

But the mutant eye contains a great amount of Mutant Force; whenever there is any fluctuation, Yan Buji must hurriedly use his magic power to wear it down—how could he dare to employ Mutant Force?

When faced with indecision, the Golden Foil Pattern activates!