Chapter 142 Ambush... or Bait?
Night.
Cui Hao crouched in the withered yellow grass, asking Lin Luoyu beside him in a low voice.
"Fourth Senior Martial Sister... is this really okay for us?"
Lin Luoyu's face was calm. "If you think it is not okay, then at the beginning of the plan, why did you not raise an objection with Eldest Senior Martial Sister?"
Cui Hao spoke his true thoughts without hesitation, "Saying that, of course it is because I did not dare."
"Then you dare to change the plan halfway now?"
"I also do not quite dare..."
"Then what is the meaning of you saying these words?"
"Of course it is to complain a bit. When you worked before, did you not complain about your superior?"
Lin Luoyu looked sideways. She saw Cui Hao's face was grave, looking forward with full concentration.
This serious expression and Cui Hao's words had absolutely no relationship.
She chuckled lightly and spoke, "Are you afraid?"
Cui Hao said gravely, "I am not!"
At this moment, the place where the two were crouching was called—Desolate Ridge.
This place was near the western side of the Black Tortoise Kingdom, three provinces away from Yuzhou City.
Since ancient times, there have only been people who saw wrong, not places that were named wrong.
Desolate Ridge was indeed very desolate.
Yuzhou City at least had trees; here, even trees were rare. Most of it was slightly withered yellow wild grass.
Some land itself did not support people, suffering from droughts, sandstorms, and falling rocks.
There was no fertile soil; this place was full of dry, rocky ground.
If one dared to plant grain, the grain dared to die.
But desolation was also relative.
For humans, this place was remote and useless, lacking clothes and food, and was not a desirable destination.
But for demons at the bottom, this kind of desolate land was fertile soil.
There was no other reason; there were no people.
For many matters, one's position has always decided everything.
Desolate Ridge was a territory the Black Tortoise Kingdom had ignored for a long time. The Demon Suppression Division naturally knew there were demons here, but they could not be bothered to come.
But sometimes, it was exactly this kind of inconspicuous place that easily set off disasters.
In Desolate Ridge, a tiger spirit obtained an opportunity and reached the Demon King realm. Simply converted, that is the Golden Core realm.
This was already very extraordinary here.
After all, in this world today, those who could become true great demons almost all submitted to the major sects.
To put it nicely, it was humans and demons developing and prospering together. To put it unpleasantly, it was finding a dog to watch the door.
But the situation was stronger than individuals. If one did not eat leftovers, it was easy to eat a meal before execution.
Naturally, a large portion chose to submit only after being beaten, in order to survive.
But there were some meals that one would not know until eating them; once eaten, one realized they were truly fragrant.
The resources the sects could provide were things they dared not even think about.
Wolves being tamed into dogs was not because humans were so kind to wolves.
It was because the leftovers were truly delicious.
Of course, there were also demons who felt that the price of freedom was higher.
This tiger spirit was one of them.
Normally speaking, even if a Golden Core Demon King appeared in this kind of desolate land, as long as it did not stir up trouble outside, it could very well act like a tyrant in Desolate Ridge, standing above ten thousand demons.
Unfortunately, this was a tiger demon with a dream.
It chose a path different from previous Demon Kings.
It also chose a pitch-black road with no end in sight.
It said that the Demon Race should not be like this.
Thus, a great banner was raised in Desolate Ridge.
Perhaps the Demon Race had truly suffered for a long time.
Countless members of the Demon Race moved upon hearing the news, and quite a few Demon Kings even came to join this banner.
Desolate Mountain was currently just what humans called it.
Nowadays the demons called it—Origin Mountain.
For a time, demonic winds gathered, and mountains and rivers fell.
While gathering military force, the Black Tortoise Kingdom also sent letters requesting aid to the sects within the Black Tortoise Kingdom's borders.
Quite a few Golden Core cultivators took sect disciples to go to Origin Mountain together.
However, there were very few Nascent Soul cultivators who came here.
In fact, not a single one made the first move.
The early stage of the Nascent Soul realm was truly the peak of the ceiling in the Black Tortoise Kingdom. For a sect to have one meant having a top-tier ancestor.
The current situation was unclear, and it was not yet known if there was an ambush.
Moreover, that group of straggling demons could now gather in one place.
The word "evil" was no longer enough to describe this situation.
No one was willing to let their own old ancestor take risks.
Even Golden Core Perfected Ones rarely moved out.
For now, it could be considered a standoff stage. Only the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining disciples under them were fighting with the little demons of Origin Mountain.
As for the Central Continent, they had always only cared about the affairs of the Central Continent. Only when things were truly out of control would they leisurely enter the arena.
After all, the Central Continent had no interest in acting as bodyguards for the other great continents.
Originally, Chu Xingchen actually did not care about this.
Zhao Wanqing had originally only come for routine business and planned to leave after giving her explanation.
After all, Zhao Wanqing understood Chu Xingchen's temperament somewhat.
The Eldest Disciple, Li Yingling, however, raised a slightly different view—in cultivating immortality, could it be that one does nothing but cultivate?
Although he knew that his own eldest disciple had a bit of a heart that wanted to join in the fun.
But what she said was not without reason.
Compared to humans with deep thoughts who could not distinguish between good and bad.
Demons were much purer.
Anyway, you would not believe anything a demon said.
Appropriately practicing one's hand was not impossible.
Late stage of the Karma Nascent Soul, wielder of numerous divine powers, an adult in a children's swimming pool—Chu Xingchen expressed that it should be easily handled!
Thus, the only sect that mobilized the entire sect arrived here.
For safety, besides the Thousand-Mile Teleportation Talisman that everyone had a copy of, Chu Xingchen equipped everyone with body-protecting magic treasures.
In addition, since Chu Xingchen's weapon refining career had encountered a slight accident temporarily, these body-protecting magic treasures were bought with money.
Among them, Lin Luoyu and Cui Hao had the most powerful ones, capable of withstanding attacks from Golden Core stage cultivators.
Here, it could basically be counted as fighting while carrying a turtle shell.
The main focus was: low damage, but high defense.
Naturally, for those who triggered the shield, the reward was one Ten Complete Great Tonic Pill refined by their Master himself.
This was to prevent his disciples from not being nervous at all.
Saying the damage was low was not entirely pure either. Both of them had a passive skill—Call Master!
If you could not kill me instantly within three breaths, then the powerful backer I waited for would kill you instantly in one breath.
This could be considered the sect's first all-sect trial for the time being. The one leading the team was not Chu Xingchen.
Instead, it was the Eldest Senior Martial Sister—Li Yingling.
Chu Xingchen only designated a direction and let them toss about as they pleased for the rest.
This time, the hardest working person was not the disciples howling and preparing to fight, but Chu Xingchen.
He was currently not sleeping in late for a single day, observing his own disciples with full concentration to avoid accidents.
After all, it was also Chu Xingchen's first time letting his own disciples go to such a dangerous place.
It was the first time for everyone, so being a little excessive was also normal.
Cui Hao and Lin Luoyu accepted the task from their Eldest Senior Martial Sister.
There were little demons patrolling here. They were to ambush the little demons here, preferably capturing one or two alive to extract key intelligence.
Cui Hao did not quite understand what key intelligence a patrolling little demon could provide.
One could not count on a patrolling little demon having a maternal uncle or the like who was a Demon King, right?
Secondly...
Cui Hao felt that the ambush location his Eldest Senior Martial Sister chose had huge problems!
Who chose a small plain for an ambush, crouching in a pile of weeds to ambush?!
If this patrolling little demon was no match and chose to run away to report the news, scattering in all directions, where would they go to catch it back?
Cui Hao, who was well-read in numerous military books, expressed his own views on this.
Li Yingling did not speak, but just looked at Cui Hao with extremely calm eyes.
Cui Hao, who understood this look, got it.
Thus, he took back his confusion and honestly obeyed his Eldest Senior Martial Sister's command.
Staging an ambush on a plain...
How was the Eldest Senior Martial Sister wanting them to conduct an ambush?
She was clearly using them as bait!
Cui Hao sighed in his heart and glanced cautiously at Lin Luoyu.
Only this naive Fourth Senior Martial Sister really thought they were here to conduct an ambush?!
She had not tasted their Master's pills, so she did not know fear!
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