A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 409: Chapter 367: Return

The Xuanguang Sect’s two floating battleships fired their final volley, with beams of spiritual power exploding in the air, halting the Shuangye Alliance cultivators who had turned back to attack. Shortly after, a hundred cultivators from the Xuanguang Sect rushed out from the floating battleships, fleeing in all directions.

Without control, the floating battleships lost their direction, and until the spirit stones powering the flying array were exhausted, they recklessly crashed around in the air, effectively becoming obstacles.

Wu Yan gritted her silver teeth; as the Punishment Steward of Inner Sect Jia Class, she was the highest-ranking commander present, since Yang Jiye had already consumed a spirit pill for healing.

Upon receiving orders, the Shuangye Alliance cultivators also flew out from the shaky, speed-reduced divine ship. A few pursued to take control of the two floating battleships, while the main forces scattered to chase the enemy.

However, the escape speeds of the Qi cultivators were similar, and there was initially some distance between them, hence except for a few unlucky ones who panicked and went the wrong way, they could not be caught up with.

At the moment when the enemy army scattered and retreated, Wang Yu decisively gave up the chase, his figure flashed, rushing towards Mo Hua.

Originally entangled with Xiao Tianci and other Qi cultivation elites, upon hearing Ning Songzhi’s retreat order and seeing Wang Yu’s escape light rushing over, Mo Hua was filled with fear, erupted with full strength, and activated the Dao Pattern. Instantly, the blade light surged several feet, enveloping layers of sharp winds, incomparably sharp yet light and flexible.

With one strike, several Shuangye Alliance cultivators were slashed in half, and even Xiao Tianci had to retreat.

Mo Hua no longer lingered, turning to flee. At this moment, the three cultivators he had cut into two suddenly had pitch-black eyes and sprang into action!

The bodies waved their arms wildly, claws violently snatching at him. Mo Hua, unprepared, was caught by the torso!

What’s going on?!

They were clearly dead!

Mo Hua was horrified, his blade light reappearing, cutting the bodies into pieces.

But with this delay, Wang Yu had already reached him, his long halberd raised high!

Xiao Tianci and others were also greatly surprised, but had no time to think, encircling back and enclosing Mo Hua at the core.

Mo Hua shouted in fear, ”Elder Ning, save me!”

But upon hearing the call, Ning Songzhi painfully looked away; he could not leave Xu Chengyun. If he used the remaining spiritual power for Mo Hua, Xu Chengyun would be in danger.

So, under Mo Hua’s desperate gaze, Ning Songzhi, with Xu Chengyun, used the last instant body technique to escape to the distance.

Wang Yu shouted, his long halberd sweeping fiercely, aiming directly at Mo Hua’s head!

At the same time, Xiao Tianci’s longsword swung swiftly, stabbing at Mo Hua’s back, while magical artifacts from surrounding Qi cultivation elites rained down like drops.

In the air, Mo Hua’s desperate screams echoed.

A moment later, Wang Yu retrieved the storage pouch from Mo Hua’s bosom, swung his long halberd, and flung his body from the halberd’s blade.

He watched Mo Hua’s body fall into the forest, not activating his own Dao Pattern.

Gradually gathering around, Shuangye Alliance cultivators exhibited excitement, their faces flushed with adrenaline. The captured two enemy floating battleships and two heavily damaged divine ships slowly floated behind them.

Although the majority of the enemy Qi cultivators ultimately escaped, this battle, with its twists and turns, ended in our Shuangye Alliance’s victory!

Low cheers and praises spread among the cultivators, as eyes full of reverence and gratitude focused on Wang Yu. Without this mysterious cultivator who appeared midway to save them, this outcome would have been unattainable.

Wang Yu perceived all this, and the voice in his mind spoke again.

I wasn’t wrong, was I? Setting aside emotional interference is how one wins, and wins beautifully! Didn’t Senior Brother Yang also survive?

But this time, it was just luck...

Successful people don’t pay attention to trivial matters. These people might not understand, but as long as I remember, I am Wang Yu of the Yunshan Sect, and my strategies, as long as they bring the most benefit to the sect, are correct. What matter a few sacrifices?

Yes, I am Wang Yu of the Yunshan Sect...

Everything is for Yun Mountain!

The two voices gradually converged.

At this moment, Yang Jiye completed the emergency blood stop and injury suppression, his face pale, and with Wu Yan’s support, limped in front of Wang Yu, bowing: ”This time we owe everything to your help, our Yunshan Sect and Shuangye Alliance are infinitely grateful and will reward generously. May I ask how to address you, noble friend?”

Wang Yu remained silent for a while, closed his eyes, and lifted his conical hat.

At that moment, seeing the familiar face, Yang Jiye’s breath halted, and then an ecstatic expression flooded his face.

”Junior Brother Wang!” he shouted, embracing fiercely.

Wang Yu flinched, the veil on his hat falling down, instinctively wanting to retreat, but he forced himself to endure it, awkwardly returning the hug.

The surrounding disciples were also amazed and happy, cheers gradually rising, encircling them in joyous tumult.

”Elder Wang, Elder Wang has returned!”

”Elder Wang has succeeded in Foundation Establishment! Our Yunshan Sect has another Foundation Establishment!”

”It was Elder Wang who just saved us!”

”Elder Wang is so strong! His figure has become tall and robust, no wonder we didn’t recognize him before. Could this be his Dao Pattern?”

Wang Yu, with a stiff body, sensed Yang Jiye’s genuine happiness and joy, but within him, there was only confusion.

I seem unable to feel joy and excitement? Amidst such a happy moment, yet my heart is so calm?

At the moment of great victory, I felt satisfaction and the fulfillment of a desire for victory. Yet now, reuniting with my brothers, I cannot muster any joy.

As if these events within me have lost their warmth.

A sense of panic arose in his heart, a self-hypnotic voice resurfacing.

It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, as long as I remember who I am, remember I am Wang Yu of the Yunshan Sect, that is enough.

Yang Jiye again gripped Wang Yu’s hands tightly, oblivious to the blood seeping from the reopened wounds.

Having parted with difficulty at Corpse Prison Ridge, perpetually worried and melancholic until now when Wang Yu succeeded in Foundation Establishment, appearing like a heavenly weapon before him, Yang Jiye’s heart was filled with excitement, unable to articulate his feelings, only repeating: ”Good, good, very good... Truly, the ancestors bless us...”

He also noticed Wang Yu wearing a conical hat, yet in his overwhelming excitement at the time, thought little of it.

Wu Yan approached, her Dantian’s Primordial Pearl vibrating slightly all along, yet with so many people present, she couldn’t discuss it, uncertain of what the Pearl Spirit intended.

She too had heard of Wang Yu’s dangerous venture into Foundation Establishment, even the Sect Leader was at a loss, and now that he had succeeded, turning the tide at a critical moment was naturally cause for great celebration for the entire sect.

”Elder Yang, your injuries are severe, we should quickly enter Liuhua Valley; there is no rush to talk.”

Yang Jiye only then realized, nodding repeatedly: ”Indeed, let us first reoccupy Liuhua Valley, then recapture Qingli Mountain!”

Wang Yu’s heart stirred, beginning to plan: ”Qingli Mountain has been occupied too? We must act swiftly, conquering Qingli Mountain before their Qi cultivation elites can regroup!”

”What is the size of the garrison on Qingli Mountain? Best to move now, their Sect Leader Xu Chengyun is severely injured and near death, surely their troops have no fighting spirit, perhaps we can take it in one strike!”