Chapter 177

Chapter 177: Jiang City Crisis

At the valley entrance, the formation was still active; the white mist had not dissipated.

Zhou Luo recalled the group trapped earlier and decided to check whether they were alive or dead.

Stepping into the mist, he took out his formation disk and began calculating the path.

This formation was no less troublesome than the one Lu Chou had set up. Even he had to proceed with caution.

In one area of the formation, the burly man who had wielded the large broadsword leaned breathlessly against a large tree. Before him, four or five bodies lay scattered in disorder.

The cultivator squad, which originally had eight members, now only had him left.

Just then, the mist swirled. The burly man reacted as if facing a great enemy, snatched his nearby broadsword, and warily looked ahead.

In the next moment, Zhou Luo emerged from the mist, holding his formation disk.

Seeing who had arrived, the burly man’s face brightened with hope.

He hurriedly got up, ignoring his wounds, and shouted, "Take me out! I can give you all these things."

Zhou Luo glanced at the bodies on the ground.

It seemed that after finding a safe area, these fellows had fought among themselves once more over the storage bags.

He hadn’t expected the final victor to be this burly man before him.

Calmly, he stated, "If I kill you, these things will still be mine."

Hearing these words, the burly man’s expression changed drastically. Fierceness flickered in his eyes as he snapped, "Just like you? How? Better take me out. I promise I’ll give you everything inside all the storage bags."

"The last ones to make promises were those two guys from the Lu Family," Zhou Luo said indifferently.

On hearing this, the burly man’s expression shifted again. Suddenly, he pushed off the ground fiercely, charging forward. The broadsword in his hand was instantly enveloped in a bloody spiritual glow.

"Then you’re asking for death!" he roared.

Zhou Luo remained unconcerned.

The burly man before him was at the end of his strength. Zhou Luo took a step back into the mist, vanishing from his opponent’s sight.

The burly man immediately halted his charge.

He dared not leave this area.

Golden Rainbow Piercing the Sun!

At that moment, Zhou Luo struck again from the side, a blazing golden sun crashing down.

The burly man hastily raised his broadsword to parry. Bloody spiritual light flared outward, barely blocking the attack.

But Zhou Luo vanished once more.

Trying to play cat-and-mouse within a formation against a formation master, even at the Qi Refinement seventh level, was doomed.

After that, Zhou Luo attacked like a phantom, emerging from all directions in the mist, catching the burly man off guard each time.

Frustrated and outmatched, the burly man exhausted every tactic but found them useless.

Added to his already severe injuries, he could only meet a bitter end, dying helplessly beneath Zhou Luo’s sword.

Zhou Luo looked at the bodies on the ground and collected the burly man’s storage bag.

As for the items in the other people’s storage bags, they had long been looted by this guy.

After doing all this, he then walked out of the array.

Outside the array, small groups of cultivators had gathered again.

They were wandering in front of the mist, wanting to enter but not daring to.

After Zhou Luo appeared, all gazes immediately fell upon him, all filled with ill intentions.

"Don’t look at me. If I could break the array, would the mist still be here?" Zhou Luo said, spreading his hands.

The crowd had doubts in their hearts.

At that moment, Zhou Luo directly transformed into a stream of light and disappeared from the spot.

The others wanted to pursue but it was already too late.

…

In a certain dense forest, Zhou Luo concealed his aura and was heading towards the location of the dual cultivation technique.

According to the clues, that place was very close to the deep part of the Longfeng Mountain range, and the cultivators active there were fiercer and more powerful.

Mainly because it was the site of the Hehuan Sect ruin, so every day a large number of cultivators appeared there.

Earlier, Zhou Luo had learned this at the market.

The Illusionary Forest was considered a rather famous location in the Longfeng Mountain range.

Due to the existence of a restrictive array, it only allowed Qi Refinement cultivators to enter. Legend had it that as long as one passed through the Illusionary Forest, they had a chance to gain the inheritance of the Hehuan Sect.

Of course, this inheritance did not refer to the evil cultivator methods of Liu Fu Chen and his group.

But rather the ancient Hehuan path.

Zhou Luo knew that it actually referred to the dual cultivation technique.

He guessed that the Illusionary Forest was likely built by the Qinyuan Sect to train its disciples.

Otherwise, if there really were valuable items, the Qinyuan Sect would have probably looted them long ago; how could it have come to their turn?

However, Zhou Luo was extremely interested in this dual cultivation technique.

If one could engage in relations between men and women while increasing cultivation, it was probably the lifelong dream of many male cultivators.

Especially for Zhou Luo who possessed a system, it was simply a perfect match.

But the more it approached such times, the more one must be cautious and careful.

…

Jiang City.

The streets that were once bustling were now chaotic beyond measure.

Countless cultivators were frantically looting.

Some of them were cultivators from the Longfeng Mountain range, and some were members of the Lu Family.

Since confirming that Jiang City’s defensive forces were badly damaged, the Lu Family had already started acting.

If not for Lin San’s timely reaction, the entire Jiang City would have likely fallen to them already.

Yet at present, the situation remained far from promising.

Apart from a few crucial shops of the Lin Family, everywhere else had already fallen.

Many Lin Family cultivators had suffered casualties, only barely holding their ground with grim determination through the defensive formation.

Before the Lin Family estate.

A middle-aged man wearing Lu Family attire stared at the glowing dome enveloping the entire estate, his brow deeply furrowed.

"Are they still not here?" he demanded sternly.

A subordinate beside him answered fearfully, "Eighth Elder, we contacted them days ago, but Steward Lu Ming said he would arrive very soon."

"You said the exact same thing two days ago! They possess a flying shuttle, so why this delay?" the Lu Family’s Eighth Elder snapped sharply.

Lu Ming and Lu Chou were the formation masters specially dispatched by the Lu Family to Jiang City.

Should any chaos or emergencies arise in Jiang City, their presence would render the city’s formations completely ineffective.

They had already sent word to summon the pair three days prior.

That very day coincided with Zhou Luo’s unexpected appearance.

Their initial plan was to dismantle the formation here swiftly and return immediately.

Who could have known that they would later be turned upon and killed by Zhou Luo, forever left behind within the mountain valley.

It was precisely because of this outcome that the Lin Family’s property holdings in Jiang City hadn’t fallen entirely into Lu Family hands.

Hearing these words, the subordinate hunched his back, not daring to speak further.

A trace of anger flickered in the Eighth Elder’s expression as he commanded again, "Continue trying to reach them. If they haven’t arrived by tomorrow, they shall face family punishment."

"Yes, sir," the subordinate acknowledged, then departed to carry out the order.

The Eighth Elder of the Lu Family lifted his gaze towards the azure sky, a shadow of worry passing through the depths of his eyes.

Nearly ten days had passed since they entered Jiang City. The Lin Family’s reinforcements were sure to arrive soon.

They absolutely had to seize control of the Jiang City formation quickly; only then could they truly occupy the city.

Thinking this, he lowered his sight, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes. "Continue the fierce assault!"

A dozen or so Lu Family disciples nearby exchanged glances and then resumed their offensive.

Inside the estate.

Lin San was deep in anxious discussion with Lin Dong, deliberating countermeasures.

Lin Xin sat quietly nearby, not uttering a word.

This Third Young Lady of the Lin Family found no place to contribute in such matters.

For now, her only hope was for the family’s reinforcements to arrive as swiftly as possible.