Chapter 16

The next day, just past noon.

Above Black Wind Stronghold, the originally clear sky seemed to dim a bit, and a cold aura spread from far to near, like a tide.

They're here!

On the stronghold wall, Lin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, in a green shirt (changed to a new one), with a profound and mysterious smile on his face. Behind him, Black Bear and the other bandits were nervous, their palms sweating, but seeing Advisor Lin so calm, they forcibly straightened their backs.

I saw that down the mountain, more than a dozen black figures floated over like ghosts, and the leader was none other than that Deacon You! His face was terribly gloomy, his gray robe fluttering without wind, emitting an even more powerful aura than before, having actually reached the mid-stage of Golden Core! Beside him, besides those late-stage Foundation Establishment disciples from before, there were two more old men with even more obscure auras and eyes like abysses, who were actually two early-stage Golden Core elders!

The Youming Sect this time was truly angry and determined to win!

"Lin Xuan! Get out here and die! Otherwise, today I will leave no chicken or dog alive in this Black Wind Stronghold!" Deacon You's voice was like a cold wind from the Nine Netherworlds, scraping across the stronghold, making many bandits with low cultivation tremble.

Lin Xuan picked his ears, walked slowly to the stronghold wall, looked down, his tone carrying a bit of surprise: "Eh? Isn't this the Youming Sect's gift-giving... oh no, Deacon You? Haven't seen you in a few days, why are you so weak? If you can't beat me, you go home and call your parents?"

【Ding! Detected Deacon You's rage, emotion value +999!】

【Ding! Detected the Youming Sect elder's speechlessness, emotion value +666!】

"Sharp-tongued!" Deacon You was shaking with anger, "Today I will definitely extract your soul and refine your soul to sacrifice to the holy object!"

"Sacrifice to the holy object?" Lin Xuan sneered, "That broken statue of yours, it tastes average, next time bring a better one."

"You!" Deacon You could no longer hold back, roaring, "Attack! Flatten this stronghold!"

"Youming Sect disciples, listen to the order, form the 'Ghost Soul Spirit-Devouring Array'!" An elder of the Golden Core stage shouted coldly.

More than a dozen Youming Sect disciples immediately scattered, forming seals with their hands, and rich black energy surged out from their bodies, intertwining in the air, turning into a huge black skull, emitting shrill screams, and pouncing toward the stronghold! Wherever the skull passed, grass and trees withered, and spiritual energy was polluted and devoured!

If hit by this array, the stronghold's defense would probably collapse instantly!

Black Bear and the others' faces turned pale, feeling that suffocating death aura.

However, Lin Xuan was not in a hurry, waving his big hand: "Brothers! Open the altar! Perform the ritual!"

"Order received!"

The bandits who had been prepared for a long time immediately lifted the oilcloth covering them! Revealing large wooden barrels filled with dark red liquid—black dog blood!

"Splash!"

Following Lin Xuan's order, dozens of barrels of black dog blood were splashed into the air by the bandits, like a rain of blood, accurately meeting the huge black skull!

"Sizzle—sizzle—sizzle—!"

As if a red-hot branding iron had been plunged into ice water, the moment the black dog blood touched the Youming death aura, it made a violent corrosive sound! That seemingly fierce black skull, as if encountering a nemesis, had its surface black energy frantically evaporating, its volume shrinking rapidly, and the screams it emitted turned into painful shrieks!

"What?! Black dog blood?!" Deacon You and the two elders were shocked! They never expected that the other party would use this kind of filthy thing used in the secular world to expel evil to deal with their array! The key is, this thing is actually useful!

【Ding! Detected the confusion and anger of the entire Youming Sect, emotion value +3888!】

"It's not over yet!" Lin Xuan chuckled, waving his hand again, "Talisman team! Fire!"

The "Talisman Team" (composed of several bandits with steady hands) who had been waiting for a long time immediately activated the thick stack of low-rank "Yang Flame Talismans" and "Evil-Expelling Talismans" in their hands as if they were free!

"Shoo, shoo, shoo—!"

Countless weak golden lights and fire lights shot toward the Ghost Soul Spirit-Devouring Array, which had become thin because of being weakened by the black dog blood, like locusts crossing the border!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The Yang Flame Talismans exploded into clusters of pure yang flames, and the Evil-Expelling Talismans emitted evil-breaking golden light. The array, which was already tottering, collapsed under this dense "carpet-style" attack! The dozen disciples hosting the array suffered a backlash, all spitting out a mouthful of blood, their auras withered!

"Impossible!" An elder of the Golden Core stage was shocked and angry, "How can mere low-rank talismans break my sect's great array?!"

"The times have changed, old man!" Lin Xuan stood on the stronghold wall, hands on his hips, laughing, "This is called saturation attack! Don't you understand that quantitative change leads to qualitative change?"

He casually picked up a brick from his feet that had been prepared long ago, filled with crooked evil-expelling talisman runes, weighed it in his hand, and smashed it toward a late-stage Foundation Establishment disciple who was adjusting his breath below!

"Look at the magic treasure! Evil-expelling talisman brick!"

The brick drew a bizarre arc, its speed surprisingly fast!

The disciple had just raised his head when he saw a brick emitting the smell of cinnabar and black dog blood mixture rapidly enlarging before his eyes!

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, accompanied by the sound of a skull cracking (exaggerated), the disciple was directly slapped to the ground, fainting, with a clear talisman mark printed on his face.

【Ding! Detected the fear and frustration of the Youming Sect disciple, emotion value +1999!】

【Ding! Detected the fanaticism and excitement of the Black Wind Stronghold bandits, emotion value +2888!】

"Hahaha! Advisor is mighty!"

"Brothers! Smash!"

With Lin Xuan taking the lead, the morale of the bandits on the stronghold wall was greatly boosted, and they picked up stones and bricks filled with talisman runes and smashed them down toward the chaotic Youming Sect crowd below! For a time, a dense "talisman stone rain" fell from the sky!

When had the Youming Sect people ever seen such a battle? Their cultivation techniques were perfectly countered by the black dog blood and evil-expelling talisman runes, and they couldn't exert even 50% of their strength, and they had to face this physical + magic hybrid attack, so they were beaten and fled in panic.

The two Golden Core elders were shaking with anger. They tried to take action themselves, but as soon as they approached the stronghold wall, they were forced back by the concentrated splashing of black dog blood and dense Yang Flame Talismans, and their bodies were stained with filth, and their spiritual power operation was sluggish.

"Bastard! Bastard!" Deacon You was almost going crazy. He was a dignified mid-stage Golden Core, a deacon of the Youming Sect, and he was beaten so miserably by a group of bandits using black dog blood and bricks!

"Lin Xuan! Do you only know these low-level methods? Do you dare to come out and fight me!" Deacon You roared with splitting eyes.

"Provocation? Too low-level!" Lin Xuan sneered, "You guys came to the door to attack, and you talk to me about methods? Besides, dealing with you rats in the gutter, using black dog blood is acting on behalf of heaven! This is called professional matching!"

While speaking, he secretly gave Black Bear a wink.

Black Bear understood and immediately took several brothers with good skills, sneaked down from the other side of the stronghold wall, and circled to the side and rear of the Youming Sect team. What they held in their hands were not swords, but... fishing nets! Fishing nets soaked in black dog blood!

Just as the Youming Sect crowd was overwhelmed by the "talisman stone rain" from the front, several fishy-smelling large nets suddenly flew out from the side, covering several disciples in them!

"Pull the net!"

Black Bear and the others pulled hard, and those disciples were immediately wrapped into zongzi; the more they struggled, the tighter the fishing net wrapped, and the smell of black dog blood eroded them, making them scream repeatedly.

The scene was completely out of control! This was not a cultivator battle at all, this was simply a farce! A one-sided "evil-expelling" humiliation against the Youming Sect!

Deacon You and the two elders watched their disciples being slapped unconscious, netted, and smashed until their heads were bleeding, and their mentality completely collapsed.

"Retreat! Retreat first!" An elder roared through gritted teeth. He knew that this battle could not be fought today, and if they stayed any longer, they might all capsize in the gutter!

The remaining Youming Sect people were like receiving amnesty, supporting the wounded, dragging the netted companions, and fled Black Wind Stronghold in panic amidst the flying bricks and black dog blood rain, several times faster than when they came.

Aggressive when they came, miserable like stray dogs when they left!

On the stronghold wall, thunderous cheers erupted!

"Won! We won!"

"Long live Advisor Lin!"

The bandits looked at the backs of the Youming Sect fleeing, moved beyond measure, and looked at Lin Xuan with infinite worship.

【Ding! Detected the extreme worship and ecstasy of all members of Black Wind Stronghold, emotion value +!】

【Ding! Detected the extreme frustration and hatred of the entire Youming Sect, emotion value +!】

【Ding! Achieved the glorious achievement of "Winning by Slacking Off"! Received reward: slacking off points, special item "Bad Luck Curse Doll (one-time)"!】

Lin Xuan looked at the system prompt, feeling comfortable. Although a lot of materials were consumed, he successfully repelled the strong enemy, saved the stronghold, and harvested massive emotion points and achievement rewards, a bloody profit!

He patted the dust off his body, looked at the direction where the Youming Sect disappeared, shook his head, and sighed in a tone that could piss people off:

"Sigh, why bother? Everyone is a civilized person, how bad is it to fight and kill. Look, you don't listen to good words, you have to force me to hold a dharma assembly."

"Next time you come, remember to bring your own black dog blood, our stronghold doesn't have much stock left."

The bandits laughed out loud upon hearing this.

At this moment, Lin Xuan's prestige in Black Wind Stronghold reached an unprecedented peak. And the legend of "Black Wind Logistics Chief Advisor Lin Xuan, using black dog blood and bricks to repel the Netherworld Sect" also began to spread quietly around Qingyun City in various absurd versions...

(Chapter 16 End)