parentshiftbook Chapter 120: The Night Rain Drizzles
Chapter 120: The Night Rain Drizzles
Zhang Ping couldn't understand the text on it, but that didn't stop him from being curious about the blue Gu worm. In his previous life, this thing would have been a virtual screen.
Miao Caixin said, "I guarantee I can refine the essence gu for you. But there are two things you need to understand."
She looked at Zhang Ping and continued, "First, the refinement of the essence gu must be done on a yang day; second, the refinement requires the use of the King Gu Bowl."
"There is still almost a month until the 'First Yang Day'. The King Gu Bowl is a sacred object of the Holy Mountain, and it is connected to the terrain of the Holy Mountain, so it is impossible to take it out."
"In other words, if the royal city falls within this month, we can forget about the spirit poison."
After those two sentences were spoken, Zhang Ping frowned, and his gaze toward Miao Caixin became uncertain.
The conditions for refining the essence gu were practically forcing him to help the Southern Border royal family defend their capital. This made him wonder if Miao Caixin had deliberately added these restrictions.
If it were only rebels, it would be easier to handle. Zhang Ping wouldn't be afraid to defend the capital for a month, or even a year and a half.
But if you add demons, things become hard to say.
Here's the problem. If what Miao Caixin said is true, then if he wants the essence gu, he'll have no choice but to guard the royal city.
The dangers involved are truly immeasurable.
"Forget it, it'll be too dangerous then. I'll figure out a way to escape later." Zhang Ping pondered for a long time before finally nodding.
After agreeing on the terms, the two began to discuss their escape plan for the night.
Hearing that Miao Caixin had no intention of sacrificing herself to save everyone, Zhang Ping felt a huge weight lifted from his heart.
As long as the retreat at night doesn't involve forcibly taking all civilians with it, the chances of safely returning to the capital will be much higher.
It started to rain at night, a light drizzle.
The moon was obscured by thick clouds, and the earth was shrouded in darkness.
At the city gate, the white light emitted by the Gu worms barely illuminated the area. Refugees, carrying simple bundles and accompanied by their families, groped their way into the dark wilderness.
The soldiers guarding the city gate would give each group of people a glowing Gu worm as they left.
The powerful warriors of the Royal City Alliance had already spread out outside the city, searching for and killing any Eastern warriors who tried to stop the refugees.
On top of the city wall, Miao Caixin looked at her sorrowful people, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes.
Zhang Ping stood behind her, his gaze fixed on the woman's back.
The clothing in southern Xinjiang is very distinctive. Besides the intricate decorations, it is both loose and shapely, perfectly outlining the woman's figure. Of course, it also requires the woman to have a curvaceous figure.
Miao Caixin perfectly fits this description. As the mother of a young girl, her powerful cultivation has kept her looking young. In fact, the years have added a unique charm to her figure.
Her decades-long status as the Queen of the Southern Frontier gave her a regal aura that Zhang Ping found refreshing.
He had sensed a similar aura from Muya, but since she had only been a dragon vixen and wearing the crown for a few days, the feeling was not nearly as profound.
"Fellow Daoist Miao, you are truly graceful and charming." After watching for a while, Zhang Ping stepped forward and stood side by side with Miao Caixin.
Miao Caixin didn't look at him; her gaze remained fixed on the city gate. She did, however, respond:
"You flatter me with your graceful bearing. I never expected to attract Fellow Daoist Zhang's attention."
Martial artists at the Marrow Transformation Realm are extremely sensitive to gazes, and Miao Caixin naturally noticed Zhang Ping's undisguised scrutiny of her just now.
"How about Fellow Daoist Zhang shields my Southern Frontier Kingdom from this great calamity, and from then on stays on the Holy Mountain?"
"Fellow Daoist is joking." Zhang Ping was taken aback at first, not expecting Miao Caixin to use him as a bargaining chip to lure him into working for the Southern Frontier.
This lowered his opinion of her a bit. Was this woman using this tactic to win people over?
Even if I could defeat the demons, I wouldn't be foolish enough to risk my life for a woman.
He already has tens of thousands of female demons in the Western Poison Forest at his mercy, so why would he need one more queen?
Despite being rejected, Miao Caixin remained expressionless, completely unaware that Zhang Ping had already categorized her in his mind as a woman who profited from her body.
She said those words to Zhang Ping because she couldn't see through this man at all. The royal family's most powerful detection Gu worms yielded absolutely no effective feedback when they landed on Zhang Ping.
His strength level was unclear. The Gu worms reported that Zhang Ping only had the cultivation level of the Bone Forging Realm. Miao Caixin simply couldn't believe this result.
She didn't mind Zhang Ping agreeing. For the sake of southern Xinjiang, she was willing to make certain sacrifices, provided Zhang Ping could actually do it.
The night wind was icy cold, and the wilderness offered no shelter.
The wind was strong, blowing the hair on their foreheads into disarray.
Just then, a deafening roar of battle erupted from the east! Miao Caixin turned her head abruptly, her face darkening:
"It finally happened!"
She looked back at the remaining half of the people waiting to evacuate from the city and sighed.
Zhang Ping, however, saw it clearly and reminded him, "Fellow Daoist, it's time to intercept them."
They had to hold off the rebels for a while to buy time for the less skilled martial artists to retreat.
This was also Miao Caixin's strong request.
Two streaks of light shot into the sky and roared into the distance.
Ten miles away,
He Changhong's spear created countless afterimages, his blood and qi surging like a dragon, forcing Miao Zhan to retreat repeatedly and only be able to defend.
"Hahaha! Cultivation gained through secret techniques is ultimately not one's own! It's just a desperate resistance!"
The sledgehammer barely blocked the incoming spear shadow, and Miao Zhan, panting heavily, glared at He Changhong through gritted teeth.
Just then, two streaks of light flew in rapidly!
Upon seeing this, He Changhong's face lit up with joy. "That woman really can't bear to leave! Everyone, kill her!"
At a single command, warriors from the Eastern Territory surged forward like a tidal wave!
"Everyone, listen to my command! Slay the rebels!" Miao Caixin's figure appeared in the air, and with a wave of her long sword, countless Gu worms surged out from her body!
Boom!!!
The massive explosions from the battle echoed across the wilderness, and the fleeing crowds in the distance quickened their pace upon hearing the noise.
Zhang Ping crossed his arms and his sharp gaze swept across the battlefield.
"Perfect, I'll take this opportunity to max out my Ghost Blade proficiency."
My Ghost Blade proficiency is almost maxed out; it's just a little bit more. In a few more days, I'll reach perfection.
He conjured a longsword in his hand and casually slashed through the Eastern Border warriors along the way, his figure crisscrossing the battlefield!
"Who is that?!"
In the midst of the fierce battle, He Changhong noticed Zhang Ping, who was wreaking havoc, and his eyelids twitched suddenly. Before, when he saw Zhang Ping, he only thought of him as an ordinary Marrow Transformation Realm helper sent by the Holy Mountain and didn't pay much attention to him.
Who would have thought it would be so fierce?
Zhang Ping fought his way through a bloody path, arriving behind the Eastern Border warriors. He held his longsword upright in front of him, and a surge of violent black blood energy erupted, covering the blade! After a brief charge,
A massive, scorching blade of energy tore through the air, sweeping across hundreds of meters! It unleashed a furious slash!
"Ghost Blade, Ashes of Ruins!"
"How dare you, you brat!" A martial artist from the Eastern Realm, who had reached the Marrow Transformation stage, exclaimed in shock and leaped forward to try and stop him.
Before the blade's energy even arrived, the martial artist felt as if his flesh and blood were about to boil and melt, turning pale with fright.
He was just a martial artist in the early stage of the Marrow Infusion Realm, and his blood and qi were already declining. How could he possibly withstand it?
He immediately flung out a handful of Gu worms, and his body suddenly burst into blood mist, his speed instantly soaring as he narrowly avoided the blade's aura!
But the Eastern rebels behind him weren't so lucky.
The scorching blade energy, hundreds of meters long, sliced through the barren land like a giant scythe, scraping away a layer of its surface, leaving the charred soil emitting wisps of smoke.
After the blade's energy passed, there were no survivors in sight ahead!
This sudden and terrifying scene startled He Changhong!
Miao Caixin seized the opening and pierced his waist and abdomen with her sword!
"Hiss—!" He Changhong cried out in pain, hurriedly pulling out a Gu worm and pressing it against the wound. With a hissing sound, the wound healed quickly, but a tuft of white hair was visibly added to his head.
Ignoring the excruciating pain in his lower back, He Changhong cried out, "Miao Caixin! How dare you invite a martial artist from the Great Wei?!"
Miao Caixin didn't answer at all; her longsword flashed, and streaks of sword light slashed towards him.
He Changhong was so frightened that he quickly distanced himself.
On the other side, black qi and blood slowly emanated from Zhang Ping's body, distorting the surrounding air as if it had been baked.
Golden beams shot from his eyes, precisely targeting and killing the experts of the Eastern Border rebels.
The surrounding Eastern border warriors were quickly terrified by Zhang Ping's swift and decisive slaughter, and recklessly mingled into the ranks of the royal city's warrior alliance.
Zhang Ping frowned, and was about to change his position when he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his forehead.
Suddenly, a deafening tiger's roar exploded in the sky!
"roar!"
"Zhang Ping! You're asking for it!"
"Huh?" Zhang Ping looked up in surprise when he heard the tiger's roar.
A devastating pillar of black flame rapidly magnified in his pupils!