Mountain Patrol Military Officer
Chapter 236 - 212: Sir, someone is here to see you! (Seeking monthly ticket)

Chapter 236: Chapter 212: Sir, someone is here to see you! (Seeking monthly ticket)

"Luck Points +13"

"......."

"Luck Points +23"

"Luck Points +34"

"Luck Points +158"

"..."

After a fierce battle, the leading Tao Fruit Demon was slain, and the Six Mountains Demon Tribe suffered a massive defeat.

For Chen Yuan, these were a pile of walking Luck Points that he could not easily let go.

Thus, he chased almost four hundred miles in a blitz, tirelessly pursuing the remnants.

The Thirty-Six Mountain Demon Suppression Tower and the Three-pointed Two-blade Spear bombarded the fleeing little demons without leaving any remains.

Two unfortunate Taoist Soldier Demons were also caught by him and were suppressed by the Demon Suppression Tower. Like the old twenty-eight, their Divine Souls were torn into pieces by the group of demons on the tower, becoming one of them.

From then on, the Luck Points surged upwards, jumping delightfully.

It wasn’t until Ma Wang Mountain, four hundred miles away, that Chen Yuan finally stopped. From a high vantage, he gazed down at the vast forest below, his eyes fierce as the scattering demon shadows hurriedly disappeared into the rainy backdrop.

He let out a fierce roar towards the distance; seeing the demons scatter like frightened rabbits, shouting chaotically, he couldn’t help but burst into a hearty laugh.

"Haha"

The mountains trembled, the heavens resounded, and the frightened demons fled in panic.

At this moment, Chen Yuan blinked, his eyes brightening, luminescence dancing in his gaze.

The Luck Points finally settled at 2934 points.

The progress of the Tao Fruit had reached 39%.

Devouring one Tao Fruit Demon increased it to thirty-eight percent, a five percent rise from before, while devouring two Taoist Soldier Demons only increased it by less than one percent.

This clearly showed the vast gulf between the Tao Fruit and Taoist Soldiers even within the same Fourth Heavenly Barrier.

However, killing one demon increased Chen Yuan’s power twofold.

Indeed, he had accumulated nearly three thousand points.

It was just a pity that the vast forest and the wide dispersion of the demons made it a bit cumbersome to kill them one by one.

......

At this moment, sixty miles northwest of Guang’an Prefecture,

A Pit shot through the forest, breaking the fog, emitting a roar like thunder, its four claws sprinting through the forest in a desperate flight.

In the forest, a figure in dark green clothes moved swiftly between the trees, stepping on treetops, rapidly moving, and occasionally shooting a beam of white light downwards at the fleeing demon’s shadow.

However, the Pit, extremely swift, dodged most attacks, which exploded onto nearby trees and the ground, throwing up dust and debris.

Seeing this, the figure chasing the demon showed a look of urgency.

This person was Yun Zhuosheng from the Yun Family, who once met Chen Yuan in a ruined temple. Following his cousin Yun Tiansheng’s advice, the young members of the Yun Family were supporting the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel in advancing south, and he had followed to Guang’an Prefecture.

Since arriving at Guang’an, aware of the dire situation, a deep sense of crisis enveloped the heart of every Sect descendant here. Directly engaging with the Devil Race in battle, having several narrow escapes from death, he had also lost half an arm.

Luckily, with the Nine Colonels’ powerful slaying of the Great Demon, the demon soldiers dispersed in disarray, and he followed them here, hoping to retrieve the half-arm swallowed during the Pit’s ambush.

Having one hand disabled would severely impact his future Martial Arts Cultivation, especially now as he saw the overwhelming murderous aura of the Devil Race, the aggressive momentum, and the precarious situation, it was uncertain how many more would perish.

But the Yun Family’s Cultivation Technique contained a unique method; as Cultivation progressed, the body would gradually fill with a cloud-like Qi, akin to "connected by threads." Severed limbs could be reattached, provided the time didn’t exceed twelve hours and the limb hadn’t lost its vitality.

His limb was in the stomach of the demon, and although the situation was unclear, Yun Zhuosheng didn’t want to miss any slight chance. He was now racing against time.

He noticed the fog in the mountain woods getting thicker, reducing visibility. If this continued, he feared the creature might escape. Anxious, he pulled out a golden Talisman from his chest, madly infusing it with his dwindling True Qi.

His face quickly turned pale, but his eyes hardened with resolve. Then, he threw the golden Talisman, which immediately radiated bright golden light. Following a piercing shriek, it transformed into a foot-long golden divine arrow. With a ’swoosh’ like a taut bowstring, it shot towards the second realm peak Pit.

The golden arrow was incredibly fast, breaking the air, causing a blast. Sensing the danger, the Pit roared and leapt to dodge.

However, from the treetops, Yun Zhuosheng’s fingers twitched, and the golden arrow directly ’swished,’ piercing through the demon’s head, blowing a basin-sized hole.

The demon let out a wretched scream, its four limbs weakened, and the nearly thirty-foot body rolled forward with great momentum.

Suddenly, a dense fog revealed a cliff ahead, and the demon rolled straight off it.

Yun Zhuosheng’s face changed, he leapt forward to the cliff edge, looked down, and saw only dense white fog.

After two or three breaths, a heavy thud echoed from below the thick fog.

It didn’t seem too deep!

Without a word, Yun Zhuosheng harnessed the wind, turned and jumped, holding his sheathed sword in reverse grip, thrusting it into the cliff face. Sparks flew as he slid down the cliff.

As Yun Zhuosheng slid further down, he slowly felt the fog turn into a cool strand of Qi during his breaths, passing through Twelve Story Building, moving in Small Circulation, and moistening his almost dried Dantian.

Clearly.

The Essence Qi here was rich enough to be distinctly perceived.

And as he slid deeper, this sensation became increasingly clear, his almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise, and his heart began to thump excitedly.

Could it be that I stumbled into a treasure land after finding no paths in a repeated mountainous and water-filled landscape, like discovering a village after dark willows and bright flowers?

At the moment, an uncontrollable excitement surged in his heart, and his impatient gaze turned into jumping spirit light.

In this manner, after sliding down about two hundred zhang, Yun Zhuosheng finally touched the ground with his feet.

He quickly looked around, only to see that the fog at the bottom of the cliff was so thick that visibility was only two to three meters.

The Essence Qi here was so concentrated that it was astonishing. With each breath, the Elixir Field Furnace operated ceaselessly, threads of Essence Qi surged into the Dantian, replenishing his strength.

The spirit light flickered in Yun Zhuosheng’s eyes, and he slowly moved his feet, always vigilant of his surroundings.

Following the approximate location, he soon found the Pit in the fog. At this moment, the Demon, laying there quietly, seemed to have its vitality extinguished.

Yun Zhuosheng then retreated a few steps, concealing himself again in the fog, then slashing several sword lights toward the corpse of the Demon.

"Thud"

"Thud"

"Thud"

Several muffled sounds.

The Demon’s corpse remained motionless.

Then, Yun Zhuosheng emerged from the fog, stepped forward, arrived in front of the Demon’s belly, and swiped his sword across it. Suddenly, a large pile of rotten flesh and blood clots spilled out from the belly, bringing a pungent, foul smell of blood.

Seeing this, Yun Zhuosheng held his breath, then placed his sword aside, his hands filled with True Qi, searching through the foul-smelling blood and flesh with his bare hands.

During this search, he found many human remains, which stirred his heart.

After a few breaths, he found a basketball-sized object resembling a silkworm cocoon, and his face relaxed.

He sucked with his hand, and the "silkworm cocoon" dispersed like mist, revealing a severed hand inside.

Next, he aligned this severed hand with his arm, and immediately, a stream of cloud energy emerged from the jagged seam of flesh, connecting them in a peculiar way.

Then, Yun Zhuosheng took out a green Talisman from his sleeve, stuck it onto the wound, and a Spirit Light flickered. He tried moving his fingers, they were still somewhat stiff and weak, apparently, recovery would take some time.

After doing all this, his gaze flickered, looking around at the white fog filled with the unknown, sparking his intense curiosity.

He thought for a moment, then sat cross-legged right there to recuperate. After thirty minutes, he got up and began exploring the bottom of the cliff.

Two hours later, a sudden deep dragon chant came from beneath the cliff, the sea of fog churned abruptly, releasing countless Essence Qi.

A rich green light lit up from beneath the fog, then transformed into a flowing light and quickly disappeared.

A few more hours passed, and on the cliff above, a hand clawed up to the cliff top, followed by a leap, Yun Zhuosheng reappeared.

Now, the sky was pitch black, and the rain had lightened a bit, continuing drizzly.

At this moment, Yun Zhuosheng, gazing down the Flying Cliff, wore a face full of reluctance.

Below the cliff was a great opportunity, yet he didn’t even have the qualifications to approach it.

A glimpse from a few hours ago, and it was gone directly.

He searched for a long time but never saw it again.

His eyes flitted anxiously, and he continued to run along the cliff toward the northwest direction.

........

The next morning, at the Sky Patrol Department headquarters in Guang’an Prefecture, in a separate courtyard.

Chen Yuan stood in front of the hall, holding a secret letter in his hand, his eyes scanning and brows slightly furrowed, his gaze contemplative.

The letter was sent by Commander Pei from the Government Administrative Office, mentioning some matters of concern to Chen Yuan, two in particular.

The Imperial Court of Sacrificial Worship was sending people to the Ten Thousand Mountains.

And the Ten Thousand Mountain Demon Clan, previously suppressed by the Great Divine Ability User using Shu’s Luck, had broken through; these Luck reappeared in Shu and would attract many in the future, creating a tangled situation!

The letter instructed Chen Yuan to stand by and wait for the right moment.

After finishing reading, he destroyed the letter, then spoke to the kneeling Orderly Officer in front of him: "Did Commander Pei say anything else?"

The Orderly Officer promptly replied: "Yes."

Saying this, he took out a black box from his sleeve and respectfully handed it over.

"This is what Lord Pei asked me to bring to you, General!"

Chen Yuan beckoned with his hand, pulling the box over, then blew on it, causing the Spirit Light on the box to fizz out.

Then, Chen Yuan lifted his finger, the box opened up, revealing a Small White Jade Bottle inside, a familiar scent of pills wafting up.

Chen Yuan immediately thought of something, his heart feeling somewhat complicated,

"Lord Pei is considerate!"

"You may leave now."

"Yes!"

The Orderly Officer bowed and stepped back a few paces, then turned and left the room.

But just as he had left, there was a disturbance outside.

"General, a descendant of the Yun Family requests to see you!"