Chapter 743

Mu Huali ordered men to smear the giant rocks with fire oil, animal fat, and the like.

The fire oil, naturally, was to set the blaze again, even though the people of Xuanxinzheng Sect might have Daoist arts.

But the army's lifeline hung on this one move; they could only try setting the fire again.

As for the animal fat, it was because Mu Huali knew this oil could suppress the growth of trees.

In more serious cases, it could even kill the trees outright.

After over a hundred stone catapults were wheeled forward, the sound of thunderous crashes never ceased.

Enormous boulders streaked across the sky one after another, slamming heavily down upon this small hill.

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains trembled.

Then on the grass and trees, either fire broke out,

or the vegetation could be seen with the naked eye withering away on the spot.

Seeing it worked, the Yuan troops hurled the stone catapults with even greater gusto.

They battered away for an entire day, as if they meant to turn this small hill into a mountain of stone.

But by dawn the next day, everything had returned to its original state.

Mu Huali was furious beyond measure, unable to believe the Xuanxinzheng Sect's abilities could reach such a level.

If they were truly this capable, why would this Zong Sect need to remain hidden from the world?

After that, he ordered the army to keep racking their brains for ways to attack the mountain.

For instance, cutting off the mountain's water source, or digging tunnels from the foot of the mountain.

All manner of methods, too many to enumerate.

But no matter how they dealt with this mountain, not a single person from Xuanxinzheng Sect showed their face again.

This mountain, by the second day, would invariably return to its original state.

Even the tunnels would be sealed shut by the next day.

If men were sent to dig through the night, those people would invariably fall asleep for no apparent reason in the middle of the night.

Then by the next day, they would reappear inside the main camp.

For seven days straight, just as Mu Huali was nearly ready to throw caution to the wind and order a direct assault on the mountain,

the Heavenly Dao Golden List happened to manifest in the world once more.

At this, all the Yuan troops craned their necks in anticipation, watching the contents of the Heavenly Dao Golden List.

At first, eating the gossip on Xuanxinzheng Sect, they all found it quite entertaining.

After all, in recent days they had suffered setback after setback at the hands of this Shenmizong Sect whose faces they hadn't even seen.

Among the Yuan officers and soldiers, even the Grand Yuan's enshrined cultivators felt utterly frustrated.

Now, seeing the matter of Lan Mo and Zhuge Qingtian, they sighed and clicked their tongues.

So it turned out that Xuanxinzheng Sect's sealing of the Yin Moon Dynasty relied on a honey trap with handsome men.

Moreover, it was utterly shameless — used and discarded without a second thought.

They had even beaten that innocent Lan Mo straight from a dragon into a human, to be forever imprisoned in Coiling Dragon Valley.

Yet such conduct, and they still dared call themselves a Mingmenzheng Sect.

Claiming they were the ones who vanquished demonic outsiders.

In an instant, many Yuan soldiers spontaneously went down to the foot of the mountain, using this matter to mock and taunt Xuanxinzheng Sect.

But the people of Xuanxinzheng Sect, as expected, kept their composure.

Even such mockery and taunting could not draw their people out.

Mockery aside, they still had to keep watching the Heavenly Dao Golden List.

When the introduction of Long Xiang Seng appeared on the Heavenly Dao Golden List, all the Yuan troops felt both envy and admiration.

A naturally blocked meridian — that is, the heavens had cut off Long Xiang Seng's path to learning martial arts from birth.

Yet Long Xiang Seng never gave up; through external martial arts he gained entry, and ultimately created the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art, making all of Grand Yuan sit up and take notice.

Such a feat, however, lifted the Yuan troops' spirits like nothing else.

After all, Long Xiang Seng was right now inside the main camp!

Mu Huali was also astonished beyond measure; he knew there was no reason Monk Naomo and Monk Huanxi could both make the list,

yet Long Xiang Seng, whose cultivation far surpassed the two of them, had not made the list!

Who could have expected that Long Xiang Seng would be silent until he moved, and then astonish everyone with a single feat!

He had gone straight to nineteenth place!

Such perseverance was indeed rare under heaven.

Just as he was preparing to offer Long Xiang Seng a few words of congratulation, General Zhebie suddenly cried out in surprise,

"Oh no…"

"No what?"

Mu Huali hadn't finished reading the Heavenly Dao Golden List, and didn't know what General Zhebie was shouting about.

Long Xiang Seng had also been sitting there looking composed, feeling that nineteenth on the list was even a bit low for him.

But when he too carefully read the contents of the Heavenly Dao Golden List, right up to that final line,

he felt as if he had fallen into an icy pit, his whole body turning cold.

Heavenly Dao Golden List, you can't set people up like this!

This old monk was never the one pulling the strings behind the scenes…

At most I led twenty-four monks to watch from afar!

Although I did contribute to this matter, I really am not the main culprit!

Why expose only me?

When Monk Naomo and Monk Huanxi made the list, why wasn't it exposed?

At this moment, Long Xiang Seng's heart was filled with resentment.

"Master, Master…"

While Long Xiang Seng was wallowing in self-pity, Mu Huali finally, prompted by General Zhebie, read the entire Heavenly Dao Golden List.

Utterly shocked, and seeing Long Xiang Seng's expression, he steeled himself and called Long Xiang Seng back to his senses.

"Hmm?"

Long Xiang Seng returned to a state of imperturbable calm, masking his inner displeasure.

"Is the Master well?"

Mu Huali knew Long Xiang Seng was not well.

"It is all in service of the Great Yuan; what is there to fear?"

Long Xiang Seng said calmly, his face composed.

Mu Huali knew this old monk was not as calm as he appeared.

"That's good. This matter involves the Seven Dragon Heads of the Qinglong Society; in my view, their retaliation will come soon."

The Qinglong Society never waits a single night to avenge itself.

Moreover, the Qinglong Society's eyes, ears, and manpower are spread across all nine provinces under heaven.

The Seven Dragon Heads, the Twelve Month Hall Masters, and those several Guest Ministers are all top-tier experts.

From the Qinglong Peak to here, it would hardly take long.

By Mu Huali's estimate, within three days the people of the Qinglong Society would arrive.

Only this, he found hard to say aloud.

"Sigh! Since the Heavenly Dao says this old monk did it, so as not to implicate the General and the Great Yuan, this old monk shall leave here at once."

An expert like Long Xiang Seng could not actually be kept confined.

Hearing Mu Huali speak this way, he assumed Mu Huali feared the Qinglong Society and was trying to drive him away!

He did not press the matter further, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"The Master misunderstands!"

Mu Huali was in dire need of capable men at this moment; how could he let an expert like Long Xiang Seng go?

Although Long Xiang Seng was presently little better than a bomb, Mu Huali still did not wish to give up.

"When I said this, I was not driving the Master away, but discussing how to deal with the Qinglong Society!