Chapter 619: Chapter 176: Dice Bone Demon God, What’s Going On with You?_2
After being busy for over two hours, the Three Generals Camp waited for the arrival of Shen Qinghe.
Shen Qinghe’s robe was stained with much blood and poison, but her expression remained cold and detached.
Upon seeing Shen Qinghe return empty-handed, Liu Er felt a void in his heart and inquired with a salute.
Shen Qinghe’s gaze was clear, and before Liu Er could even speak, she discerned his true intent and directly interrupted: “Tu Ming has escaped.”
Liu Guanzhang and Ning almost simultaneously sighed in their hearts.
As a Nascent Soul True Monarch and the High Priest of the Hundred Poison Tribe, Tu Ming’s combat power and status were exceptional. If he could have been taken down, the military achievements of the Three Generals Camp this time would have been greatly amplified.
But with Shen Qinghe returning without success, the military achievements of the Three Generals Camp thus only included the lives of the two Golden Core Level cultivators, Wulan and Diao Ye.
Liu Er quickly comforted her, expressing his concern for Senior Shen Qinghe and his deep gratitude for her timely appearance in the battle.
Shen Qinghe slightly shook her head: “It was Du Tiechuan’s arrangement.”
“He dispatched four armies and also anticipated the response from the Thousand Peak Forest side.”
“Looking at it now, his predictions were quite accurate.”
“Alright, after this battle, you all can return to the army.”
Liu Guanzhang Ning were very surprised.
Liu Er doubted his ears for a moment until Shen Qinghe took out a Jade Slip.
The content of the Jade Slip was Du Tiechuan’s new military order, which was quickly verified and confirmed by his seal.
Du Tiechuan ordered the Three Generals Camp to retreat, because the probing of the reality of the Thousand Peak Forest has now yielded a definitive result.
He requested that the Three Generals Camp speed up their movement to the designated location to participate in the grand battle.
Additionally, he warned in the letter that if the Three Generals Camp was found to be delaying or tending toward such action, a strict settlement would be pursued after the battle.
Liu Er had complicated feelings, and could not help but have a brand-new recognition of Du Tiechuan. He lamented: “Commander Du… truly lives up to the reputation of the Main General dispatched by Liangzhu Country.”
However, Ning Zhuo’s thoughts were not on this matter.
He was using his Divine Sense to transmit thoughts to discuss with Sun Lingtong: “Boss, looking at it this way, Du Tiechuan must have arranged for reinforcements in the other three routes.”
Sun Lingtong strongly agreed with this guess: “Little Zhuo, I was thinking the same. You no longer have a chance to gain merit in the Three Generals Camp; why not try your luck on the other routes? Perhaps you can accumulate more military achievements!”
Sun Lingtong, worthy of being Ning Zhuo’s best brother, had voiced his thoughts before Ning Zhuo even expressed them.
Ning Zhuo nodded: “Since that’s the case, I’ll head to Red Flower Camp first.”
The other three routes are Red Flower Camp, Barbarian Demon Camp, and Golden Halberd Army.
Golden Halberd Army’s Sun Gan and Ning Zhuo do not have a good relationship, and as one of the Forbidden Army, its strength is most prominent. Ning Zhuo feels that if he were to go there, he is likely to be ostracized and accused of trying to steal the credit.
Xu Dali of the Barbarian Demon Camp is also not well-acquainted with Ning Zhuo. Moreover, this person is single-minded and not flexible enough, making Ning Zhuo feel that interacting with him would be troublesome.
The real first choice is Red Flower Camp.
The Main General of Red Flower Camp, Mu Lan, and Ning Zhuo are old friends—so old that both sides even have a marital relationship.
Additionally, the most critical point is that Mu Lan once gave Ning Zhuo a life-saving talisman and instructed him: in times of crisis, he could crush it to teleport into Red Flower Camp.
If beyond the teleportation range, it can still send him midway to the correct place.
With this in mind, Ning Zhuo took his leave from Liu Guanzhang.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Hei immediately raised a fuss: “Great, Strategist, if you’re thinking of going elsewhere to seek achievements, take me with you. Fighting these poison-users, I’ve had no satisfaction at all!”
Guan Hong stroked his beard, also showing interest. But the next moment, he frowned slightly as the severe pain from his injured right arm reminded him that rest and recuperation were most necessary at this time.
When Liu Er heard that Ning Zhuo wanted to leave and meet up with Red Flower Camp, he felt intensely annoyed and disgusted.
He suppressed these negative emotions, expressing his concern for Ning Zhuo: “How could this be allowed.”
“Strategist, you have just been through a fierce battle, and your mechanical puppets have suffered heavy losses.”
“Moreover, you are merely a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and currently within enemy territory, dangers are everywhere. It’s too risky for you to act separately from the main forces.”
Ning Zhuo burst into laughter upon hearing this: “General Liu does not know that before I left Mulu Town, General Mu Lan secretly gave me a life-saving talisman…”
Ning Zhuo briefly introduced the capabilities of this talisman to everyone present.
Guan Hong, despite the intense pain, remained composed and calmly said: “With such a method, the Strategist can indeed reduce many dangers; it’s very prudent.”
Zhang Hei, holding his wrist in regret, sighed: “With this, I cannot accompany you, Strategist.”
While saying this, he still felt unwilling and looked toward Liu Er: “Elder brother, how about I act alone, let the Strategist go first, and I’ll catch up later on the road, heading to Red Flower Camp to provide assistance to our allies!”
When Liu Er heard about the life-saving talisman, his eyes twitched. Hearing Zhang Hei also wanted to follow Ning Zhuo, his heart was filled with displeasure.
He glared at Zhang Hei: “Younger brother, don’t cause trouble!”
He was about to continue persuading Ning Zhuo.
As a result, would Ning Zhuo be someone whose mind is so easily changed by mere words? He bowed respectfully: “Generals, let us find an opportunity to regroup later. I shall take my leave now, in hopes to return as soon as possible.”
Ning Zhuo quickly left the Three Generals Camp and arrived at a wilderness area.
He first dispatched a large number of Mechanical Puppets to actively eliminate, and reinforce himself.
He enhanced himself up to the Golden Core Level before taking out the talisman given by Mu Lan and resolutely crushing it.
The next moment, space rippled, creating violent fluctuations that swallowed Ning Zhuo within.
Moon Hook Giant Tree Mountain.
In the deep night, a third Red Flower Dharma Image had already appeared on the hanging crescent moon.
The entire Red Flower Camp had shrunk into a defensive position, exhausted from defending.
Their adversary was a rain of arrows descending from the sky.
Each arrow, made of moonlight, was dazzling with a deadly aura of murder concealed within.
As a Nascent Soul Level barbarian cultivator who excelled in close combat, Di Lu was locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle with Mu Lan.
“Damn it!”
“Without forming the Red Flower Dharma Image, our military situation is truly precarious.”
The Red Flower Camp’s primary strategy was the Red Flower Battle Formation.
In such a disadvantage, it was only the Red Flower Battlefield that could stabilize their footing.
About this, Mu Lan, battle-hardened as she was, couldn’t be clearer.
Therefore, she spared no military effort in making a third attempt, but the formation still failed to take shape.
Di Lu scoffed: “Mu Lan, stop struggling in vain. This is your burial ground!”
The situation of Mu Lan and the Red Flower Camp caught the eyes of a Nascent Soul Cultivator.
On the shoulder of the Nascent Soul Cultivator stood a mynah bird.
To one’s surprise, the mynah too exuded an aura at the Nascent Soul Level, and at this moment, it transmitted thoughts with Divine Sense: “Master, if we don’t take action now, this army will truly suffer heavy losses.”
The Nascent Soul Cultivator nodded slightly: “The Red Flower Camp is indeed an elite force, and it would indeed be a pity to lose them. But the orders I received are thus: to deliberately delay and watch the Red Flower Camp suffer major losses, even to the point of annihilation is acceptable.”
“As long as we ultimately save Mu Lan’s life, it would be enough.”
The mynah was taken aback: “This is yet another court intrigue! Hmph, how disappointing.”
Man and bird fell into silence once again, no longer speaking, merely watching the battle quietly.
If nothing unexpected happens, the battle will unfold according to their intentions.
But the brilliance of reality lies in the fact that surprises always come when least expected.
“Ning Zhuo used the life-saving talisman I gave him?” Mu Lan hesitated for a moment.
Biting the bullet, she drew on a significant amount of military power to initiate an attraction towards Ning Zhuo.
The next moment, space trembled, and a figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield.
Clad in white, a youthful figure with a slightly large head.
If not Ning Zhuo, then who?
“Who goes there?”
“Just a Golden Core?”
“No, he’s not even a Golden Core, merely a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!”
The entity presiding over the dojo, the Cangyue Ancient God, was first shocked, then relaxed.
However, Di Lu transmitted his concerns about Ning Zhuo via Divine Sense to him, cautioning that Ning Zhuo had performed remarkably well in the previous ambush battle.
“No matter how strong, he is just at the Golden Core Level.” As a godly spirit, the Cangyue Ancient God, who had reigned supreme for too long, still didn’t consider Ning Zhuo as a threat.
Ning Zhuo quickly surveyed the battlefield, suppressing his amazement at the night sky, and said: “So, it’s a dojo again, huh?”
“Hehe, we have one too.”
“Old Dice, come out!”
“Yes, Master.” The next moment, the Dice Bone Demon God revealed its true form, boldly making an entrance.
The Dice Bone Arena also spread out immediately, rapidly eroding a section of the space, confronting the Cangyue Dojo head-on.
The Cangyue Ancient God’s expression changed instantaneously, letting out a startled cry: “Dice Bone Demon God! What are you doing?!”
Dice Bone Demon God: “Cangyue God, it’s not too late to abandon darkness for light now.”
The Cangyue Ancient God was at a loss for words, infuriated: “I… you…”