Mountain Patrol Military Officer
Chapter 175 - 161: You go, deliver this! (Seeking third update for monthly ticket)

Chapter 175: Chapter 161: You go, deliver this! (Seeking third update for monthly ticket)

The next day, Xiong City dominates, and the sun rises in the east.

From thirty-six gates in all directions, the streams of people and horses were endless, the crowd’s voices boiled like a cauldron.

Even the wide streets, which allowed sixteen horse carriages to pass side by side, seemed somewhat congested at this moment.

In front of a certain inn, congestion was occurring, with an attendant wearing a green hat and a white cloth draped over his shoulder, standing at the door not to welcome guests but to shout at the crowd in front of him with a hoarse voice: "Our inn is fully booked, please trouble everyone to look elsewhere."

This sentence had been shouted countless times since early morning, and his throat was hoarse.

This scene was unfolding everywhere in the city.

There was no helping it; since yesterday, Jingguan City had been flooded with a large influx of outsiders, and all the hostels and inns in the city were almost bursting at the seams, with even more people arriving today, plunging the entire Jingguan City into an unprecedented state of overflow.

For a time, the sound of knocking on the doors was heard at the homes of ordinary people.

When the entire city was bustling with voices, along with streaks of flowing light entering from the gates, entering Jingguan City which had a flying prohibition, figures began to appear one after another.

Some were dressed in light green robes, collars embroidered with flying dragons, riding on bronze puppets a zhang in size beneath them, disciples of Yulong Palace.

Some were women in white clothes, with their clothing floating as if blending with the clouds and mist of the mountains, their belts fluttering in the wind, each with a beautiful face and a graceful figure, with playful or sharp or spirited eyes and brows, all carrying a three-foot Green Peak sword on their back.

There were also figures wearing colorful garments and covered head cloaks, their backs shouldering a black tube one person tall and one chi wide, their faces unclear, and their appearances odd.

....

Batch after batch of people dressed in the attire of various sects and with extraordinary auras appeared, rushing towards the incessant Yunding Mountain at the center of the city one after another, causing a stir.

"Disciples of Changning Yulong Palace."

"The fairies of Su Nu Sword Sect have actually come too!"

"So beautiful."

"And those people, they seem to be Gu Cultivators from Wolong Mountain; I heard their sect is very mysterious, they practice deep in the mountains and forests all year round, and it’s rare to see disciples walking in the Worldly society."

When outsiders saw the gathered renowned sects from Jiannan Road in Jingguan City, they were shocked and asked:

"What’s happening here?"

"Are you from out of town?"

"Yes!"

"Don’t you know there’s going to be a war? I heard these noble families and Family Sects were summoned by the Government Administrative Office to discuss important matters, I even heard they’re going to hold a ceremony for a Colonel."

"...."

Chatters buzzed among the crowd, in the streets and alleys, in teahouses and taverns; there was heated discussion.

And at the northern foot of Yunding Mountain, under the mountain lay a vast expanse of pavilions, floored halls, and spiraling eaves stretching out into the horizon.

This was a hostel set up by the Government Administrative Office specifically for visiting outsiders to stay.

At this time, in this sprawling complex, disciples from some renowned noble families from the Shu area gathered here; where there are people, there is Worldly society, especially when elite disciples from all over the Bashu area come together, it was a moment when winds and clouds converged.

Some gathered together to discuss the current crisis in the Shu area and their next moves;

Some exchanged pointers in martial arts, shouting and flying up and down in the practice fields;

And some took advantage of this rare opportunity to hold small trade fairs in groups of three or two, trading essential spirit grass, elixirs, and even Martial Arts Skills.

After all, as disciples of major sects or noble families, they had more channels to receive news and knew how critical the situation was after Youmen Pass was broken. Some rumors had already spread among the disciples, saying that some of them would be sent to the fallen lands in the west with The Overseers’ Mountain-cutting Army to fight in the Ten Thousand Mountains to slay demons. No one knew what the future would hold, and quickly improving one’s strength to ensure one’s foundation was the true path!

Just as more and more people and horses were converging at the foot of the mountain, suddenly a clear sword sound resounded through the sky above the entire complex.

A fierce wind suddenly gathered between heaven and earth above a certain courtyard, with the color of the clouds changing, and rolling dark clouds converged, forming a dark tornado, like a dragon sucking water, connecting heaven and earth; an oppressive and violent aura quickly brewed above the courtyard.

This commotion was huge, arousing shouts from all directions.

Following that, figures flipped and flew, converging towards the center of the commotion, quickly arriving at the surroundings of that courtyard.

Various elite disciples of different sects, whether near or far, stood on the spiraling eaves or hung in the void, watching the black tornado grow against the wind above the courtyard, feeling the increasingly horrifying aura inside, their expressions varied.

Some had pupils shrinking,

Some showed expressions of shock and uncertainty;

Some keenly felt the aura emanating from the tornado, eyes filled with admiration and awe, exclaiming, "Someone is challenging the Fourth Heavenly Barrier!"

After all, Martial Arts Practitioners are as numerous as fishes crossing the river, but those who can break through the Fourth Heavenly Barrier can become the leader of a power, and that is also the martial arts pursuit of most people in their lives!

Whispers began to ripple through the crowd, "Who lives in this courtyard?"

Soon, they had their answer.

Around the courtyard four figures in white clothes, hair tied up in buns, holding swords in one hand, stood guard at the four corners, their eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings, clearly acting as protectors.

Their identities were apparent!

"It’s the Shu Mountain Sword Sect!"

"I remember they arrived with five people yesterday."

"Yes, it’s their Chief Disciple, Ji Wuming, who is challenging the Fourth Heavenly Barrier!"

As outsiders speculated, a piercing sword sound rose between heaven and earth.

Immediately after, under the darkening sky, swish, swish, swish, a series of bitter sword lights turned into a rain of swords, shooting upwards, each one about three feet in length, emitting a cold light that illuminated in all directions.

The sky filled with the sword rain, the cold light shone, rushing into the dark tornado covering the sky.

For a moment, the sound of tearing through the air and roaring rose, determined to shred the dark clouds.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

Air waves splattered, and the Sword Qi swirled.

After about the time it takes to drink a pot of tea, it was visible to the naked eye that the power of the Sword Qi was weakening, torn apart by the tornado.

Just as it seemed to run out of strength, a surge of blood light shot to the skies, with a sharp cry of a bird breaking through the air.

Following this, a massive black bird, bathed in blood light and about a zhang in size, flapped its four wings towards the collapsing sword light, sprinkling drops of highly pure Essence Qi onto the sword lights.

Suddenly, the originally languishing and dimming sword light vibrated intensely, emitting a buzzing tremor, and its sword energy amplified!

At this moment, an exclamation arose.

"It’s the Blood Essence of a Heavenly Pass Demon!"

"So that’s it, Ji Wuming is relying on this to breach the barrier."

As the words fell and the immense Essence Qi in the Demon Blood Essence instantly surged in, the sword light buzzed forth, turning in a flash into a forty-foot-long blood-colored Big Sword!

With a "li" sound, it transformed into a dazzling streak of light, shooting straight towards the giant eye of the windy sky, piercing through!

"Boom"

A heaven-shaking loud noise.

The wind in the sky stopped. The tornado also suddenly ceased to surge and began to crumble inch by inch from the top.

"Did he succeed?"

The onlookers couldn’t help but hold their breath, intently watching the sky above, witnessing this moment.

But the next second, high above, at the eye of the wind, the blood-colored Big Sword suddenly showed cracks.

Immediately after, it collapsed with a bang.

This meant a failed challenge!

With this, there were sounds of pity, schadenfreude glances, some inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they might not be inferior to that Chief Disciple of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.

Such is human nature.

Meanwhile, at the peak of Yunding Mountain’s Ninth Mountain, a figure with eyes twinkling with golden light observed everything from afar.

At this time, three Leading Military Officers, Liu Qing, Yun Tiansheng, and Lu Ming, stood by Chen Yuan’s side.

Chen Yuan had summoned the three to promptly begin discussing recruitment and mustering troops, but they were interrupted by this scene at the foot of the mountain to the north.

Moreover, he noticed a "familiar face".

This just got interesting.

At the moment, with a flicker of golden light in his eyes, a thought crossed his mind.

He then flicked his sleeve, and a small jade vial and two drops of Blood Essence, exuding a rich Essence Qi and glimmering brightness, flew out from his cuff.

He turned to Yun Tiansheng beside him and said, "Go on, deliver this to them!"