Chapter 1914 - 1143: Old Friends (Part 2)

Chapter 1914: Chapter 1143: Old Friends (Part 2)

Meanwhile, atop a distant mountain peak near the outpost base, two figures were gazing in the direction of the base.

The peak stood tall and majestic on the summit, evoking a feeling of surveying the small mountains from above.

In the bright sunlight, the two figures exuded an enchanting aura; a gentle breeze stirred, lifting a veil to reveal their snow-white, smooth skin.

Two fluffy ears poked through their sleek hair, and on their petite, delicate faces, a pair of extremely alluring eyes stirred countless fantasies in the minds of those who beheld them.

They were none other than Su Mei and Su Qingfu of the Qingyuan Fox Clan.

Yang Zhenshan did not know that the gateway to Qingyuan Cave Heaven was near the outpost base. This was merely coincidental; when Su Mei initially chose to evade the war brought by the Unpredictable Ghost Sect, she relocated the Fox Clan’s settlement. Not wanting to leave the Wanhua Mountain Range, she opted for the Southern Region, distant from the sect.

After learning about the collapse of the Wanhua Demon Court, Su Mei had no choice but to plan another migration, intending to move out of the Wanhua Mountain Range, which was necessary.

In light of the threat posed by the Unpredictable Ghost Sect, the Fox Clan had no option but to hide.

Additionally, Su Mei already controlled the Cave Heaven and the Holy Tree, making relocation easier, so they felt no particular resistance to another migration. They simply felt reluctant to leave the Wanhua Mountain Range.

As Su Mei was planning the migration, she suddenly discovered that a group of people had appeared nearby. She was very aware that this place had originally been uninhabited, yet these people had suddenly appeared here.

Furthermore, they had established a stronghold here, which puzzled her greatly, as she could not understand why these people had appeared here and why they built a stronghold.

"It seems they are waiting for the Ghost Soldiers Army!" Su Qingfu said softly.

Su Mei folded her arms, the sheer fabric tightly accentuated her round, voluptuous form.

"Did you notice anything?"

A smile played on her lips, and her alluring eyes glistened.

"Is there a problem? Aren’t they just waiting for the Ghost Soldiers Army?" Su Qingfu asked, puzzled.

Su Mei giggled, "No, they’re waiting for the Ghost Soldiers Army, but unexpectedly, they are our old friends!"

"Old friends?" Su Qingfu was even more puzzled. She looked towards the battlefield in the canyon, watching the stronghold shrouded entirely in black mist.

"Does the supreme know where they come from?"

"Didn’t you notice their flying ship earlier?"

"Flying ship?" Su Qingfu hesitated, deep in thought, "It seems somewhat like the Vermilion Bird Cloud Boat!"

Vermilion Bird Cloud Boat!

Su Qingfu’s eyes brightened, "The Yun Xiao Yang Family!"

Although many forces could manufacture large flying ships, each force’s ships differed.

Like the Unpredictable Ghost Sect’s Bone Flying Boat, Hengshan Sect’s Glazed Flying Boat, and the Heavenly Constitution Road’s Suspended Palace, etc. The Ten Thousand Treasures Sect was particularly special, as its flying boat manufacturing was the most powerful. They specialized in manufacturing various types of boats, and could even customize them.

Each force’s flying ship, however, always bore distinct markings.

The Vermilion Bird Cloud Boat was undoubtedly the emblem of the Yun Xiao Yang Family.

Of course, many Vermilion Bird Cloud Boats were sold in the Spirit Source Land, but not all of them belonged to the Yang Family.

Yet when dozens of Vermilion Bird Cloud Boats appeared over the stronghold, it signified that the stronghold ahead was constructed by the Yun Xiao Yang Family.

They were unaware of the existence of the White Jade City, assuming the Yun Xiao Yang Family was merely the Yang family.

"It’s actually the Yang Family. They have so many flying ships?" Su Qingfu was somewhat surprised.

Su Mei’s expression turned complex, "I didn’t expect to encounter them here either!"

Regarding Yang Zhenshan, her emotions were exceedingly complex.

There was gratitude, guilt, helplessness, and a touch of admiration.

Gratitude because Yang Zhenshan had once helped the Hu Clan resolve the Holy Tree problem and had aided her in gaining control over Qingyuan Cave Heaven.

Guilt because she hadn’t assisted in the True Yang Immortal City battle years ago, resulting in the Sky Cloud Sword Sect becoming cannon fodder and disintegrating.

Although she hadn’t devised the plan, she was one of its executors.

Since the True Yang Immortal City battle, Yang Zhenshan hadn’t returned to Qingyuan Cave Heaven, nor had he come looking for her again. She knew Yang Zhenshan harbored discontent and even resentment towards her and the Qingyuan Fox Clan.

Yet she was forced against her will, unable to defy the Demon Emperor’s command at the time.

This was one of the reasons she later voluntarily detached from the Wanhua Demon Court.

"Should we go help them?" Su Qingfu had far fewer concerns than Su Mei, merely thinking that having a friend like the Yang family during these tumultuous times was beneficial.

"Help them?" Su Mei lowered her eyes, exuding a pitiful charm.

"Perhaps they don’t need our help!"

The fact Yang Zhenshan had arranged people to build a stronghold here in anticipation of the Ghost Soldiers Army indicated that the Yang family was already prepared to handle the army, naturally not needing their aid.

Su Qingfu glanced at her, "Whether they need it or not, what matters is we need allies!"

Su Mei couldn’t help but smile, "Indeed, whether they need it or not is unimportant, what matters is that I need them!"

However, Su Mei’s notion of need differed from Su Qingfu’s.

Su Qingfu’s need stemmed from the perspective of the Qingyuan Fox Clan, while Su Mei’s need came from her personal heart.

She still wished to restore her connection with Yang Zhenshan, hence needed an opportunity to mend the forced helplessness from before.

Now provided just such an opportunity.

Regardless of whether Yang Zhenshan needed her, offering help would express her goodwill.

...

The battle at the outpost base continued.

The scene of the battle appeared grand and fierce, yet paradoxically seemed effortless for the soldiers of the Yujing Guard.

Not because they fought easily, but because this battle approach felt particularly relaxed to them.

They merely stood on the walls shooting arrows, protected by the array, never needing to worry about the Ghost Soldiers Blood Puppets harming them. Thus, they could focus entirely on shooting.

Only they felt relaxed though; the logistics took the brunt of the pressure.

Both the Yujing Guard soldiers and the puppets consumed resources heavily.

Puppets discharged energy entirely drawn from spirit stones, with every attack consuming several low-grade spirit stones.

Each attack by the Yujing Guard involved an arrow; thousands fired by thousands of men equaled thousands of arrows. After ten rounds, only the arrows alone could stack into a mound.

A war is fought by consuming resources, and White Jade City’s resources consisted of spirit stones, arrows, magical artifacts, various elixirs, whereas those of the Unpredictable Ghost Sect were the Ghost Soldiers Blood Puppets.

On the Vermilion Bird Cloud Boat in the sky, Yang Jizhen watched the battle fully unfold. Nearly two hundred thousand Ghost Soldiers Blood Puppets had gathered, and he felt the timing was right.

"Issue the order; all forces attack and destroy them!"

Defense does not just mean passive defense; one could launch an offensive, using attack as defense.

Furthermore, flying ships weren’t merely defensive artifacts but versatile ones capable of offense, defense, and flight.

Hence, in crafting the battle plan, the flying ship army had already planned a proactive strike.

With Yang Jizhen’s command, dozens of Vermilion Bird Cloud Boats and hundreds of Flame Sun Flying Boats shimmered with hazy brilliance, shooting from the array like arrows released from bows.

So many flying ships charged, instantly sending the gathered Ghost Soldiers Blood Puppets sprawling.

Illusions of vermilion birds soared skyward, red flames billowed forth, accompanied by a barrage of spells forming an attack frenzy, swiftly dispersing the Ghost Soldiers Blood Puppets’ black mist.

"Kill!"

As Yang Jizhen wielded the Wood Thunder Sword, ready to wreak havoc.

Suddenly, from the eastern reaches of the battlefield emerged vast stretches of multicolored clouds, swirling and shimmering with radiant light; furry large tails wrapped in radiance swept in.

Like a gentle breeze scattering falling leaves, they swept the already scattered Ghost Soldiers Blood Puppets away.

Beneath the fluffy large tails were sharp fangs and claws, their lethal claws shredded one Ghost Soldiers Blood Puppet after another like divine weapons.

"Oh, such a lively scene; this king doesn’t mind joining in!"

The delicate charm and alluring laughter resonated between heaven and earth, like hooks ensnaring the hearts of all present, drawing everyone’s eyes towards the silhouette standing in the sun, bathed in countless rays of light, including those of the Ghost Soldiers Blood Puppets, who stared fixedly at the figure amidst the sunlight and the gathering radiance.