NFBE Chapter 119 Found it!
Chapter 119 Found it!
Li Sihai was a grain trader. With constant warfare in the south of the Great Shun Dynasty, grain became a scarce commodity.
The disciples of the immortal sect are not short of money. Every year, he brings grain from several cities in the north and can earn a lot of money.
The same thing happened this year. Li Sihai sold all the grain in Fuyang City, and a disciple of the Long Sword Sect owed him fifty taels of silver as payment for the goods.
He had originally planned to return to the capital before September. However, before he could pay the bill, he unexpectedly received a lockdown order for Fuyang City.
Li Sihai panicked. Although Fuyang City seemed safe, many people died in the south every year. He wanted to return to the capital with his money to enjoy a life of luxury; how could he die here?
This man locked himself in his room and drank heavily for several days, finally seizing an opportunity today.
The leading general said he was leading the soldiers of Xuan Yue Street back to the capital. Li Sihai was overjoyed. He immediately went home, packed his bags, and mingled among the soldiers, eager to return to the capital with them…
But Li Sihai now realizes he's been tricked.
His pants were still wet from urination, and he smelled strongly of urine. He reached out and grabbed Qi Shan's collar, saying, "You're lying to me. General Lin clearly said you were going to the capital."
Qi Shan dodged his hand: "That's all just for the people to hear."
Qi Shan's voice was cheerful and gentle at the moment, but it sounded extremely cold to Li Sihai.
“Every soldier of the Katsuyu Army knows from the moment they become a soldier of the Katsuyu Army that they will not enter the capital unless they die in battle.”
"Right now, there are demons on the front lines, and we have to fight to the death."
Li Sihai felt like the sky had fallen. He walked to the side of the airship in a somewhat frenzied manner, shouting, "I'm not a soldier... let me down... let me down!"
A soldier behind him snorted coldly, noticing a tiny bit of silver notes peeking out from Li Sihai's bundle.
"Don't waste your energy. The immortals of Fuyang City don't have time to accompany us on this journey to the Yellow Springs. This ship is a celestial artifact that flies to its destination on its own."
"It won't stop until it reaches its destination. Why don't you give it a try, sir, and fly down with your silver notes?"
A burst of laughter erupted around him. Li Sihai turned ashen-faced, his legs gave way, and he collapsed onto the deck.
"Xiao Dong, Yao Shuo." Qi Shan called to two soldiers and pointed to Li Sihai on the ground: "Put his armor on."
The two young men whose names were called approached Li Sihai with armor in hand. Surprisingly, Li Sihai, who was so frightened that his legs went weak, still had the strength to move backward, muttering, "Go ahead and die... I don't want to die... I don't want to die!"
The young man named Xiao Dong got angry and grabbed Li Sihai by the collar: "What are you saying?"
"Xiao Dong!" Yao Shuo went up and pulled Xiao Dong away. The two of them worked together to put the specially made armor on Li Sihai.
"Without this armor, you'll die in the demonic energy," Yao Shuo kindly explained, but Li Sihai repeated:
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die."
Suddenly, the man trembling on the ground seemed to remember something important. He stood up and staggered toward Qi Shan.
"I'll be waiting for you on the ship. You're safe as long as I'm on the ship, right?"
Qi Shan looked at the hope in his eyes and sighed softly.
"Monsters have an innate aversion to airships. If you are on an airship, you will be torn to pieces."
“Come with us to see the immortal, and I will beg him to send you back.”
Li Sihai felt as if his bones had been removed, and he collapsed onto the deck.
Qi Shan glanced at him, then ignored him.
The airship had begun its descent, and Qi Shan shouted, "Form ranks to meet the enemy!"
The soldiers in front of him immediately formed a square formation.
"Xiao Dong, Yao Shuo, Qian Li, Su Chen..."
Qi Shan read out each name, then waved his hand and said, "All of you, stand back."
The young man named Xiao Dong couldn't help but speak up: "Sir..."
"Obey military orders!"
Xiao Dong was abruptly interrupted by Qi Shan, leaving him with no choice but to stand at the back.
The flying boat landed on the ground, and Li Sihai was helped off. He saw a young man standing in front of the flying boat, with a cute little girl beside him.
Night gradually fell, and a thin layer of smoky red tinged the sky in the distance. Yan Chengxue looked at the Shengyu Army soldiers in front of her.
Although they had been recuperating in Fuyang City for a long time, these soldiers still possessed that same indomitable spirit when they put on their armor again.
The young man smiled and said, "I am Yan Chengxue, a disciple of the War Puppet Mansion. I am counting on you all."
After speaking, he slowly performed a very solemn bow.
Qi Shan stepped forward to help him up, saying, "Immortal, there's no need for such formality."
Yan Chengxue straightened up and asked slowly, "Does anyone here know how to write?"
The soldiers all looked troubled when a loud, boisterous voice came from the back of the column: "Me! Me! Immortal Master... I can write..."
Li Sihai, who had been supported by two soldiers like a weakling, shook off them and stumbled to the front.
Yan Chengxue looked at him, then at Qi Shan.
"Master Yan, this is a mistake..."
Qi Shan was interrupted by Li Sihai before he could finish his sentence. The man smiled obsequiously at Yan Chengxue and said, "Immortal Master, don't listen to his nonsense. I can write, and my handwriting is very beautiful."
Li Sihai thought that if he pleased this immortal, he might be protected.
Qi Shan wanted to say something, but Yan Chengxue stopped him by raising her hand.
The young immortal took out a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone from his sleeve, and then took out a small table.
"I would like to trouble you, sir, to write a few letters home for these soldiers."
This was the first time Li Sihai had been addressed as "sir," and his face flushed crimson. He repeatedly bowed to Yan Chengxue, saying, "I am not sir, I am not sir... I don't deserve it."
The soldiers surrounded Li Sihai as he wrote letters home, while Yan Chengxue gazed at the thin layer of red smoke on the horizon.
The color looked hazy and lacked texture, like a fire on the ground reflected in the sky.
The boy spoke softly, "Xue Lan."
The entire operation spanning hundreds of miles, involving several mountain gods, ultimately hinges on that one person.
Yan Chengxue hooked a transparent silk thread with her little finger and gently flicked it. The surrounding array instantly began to operate, concealing itself underground, awaiting the final step.
The little puppet jumped out of the bushes in front and sat on Yan Chengxue's shoulder.
The boy's voice was soft: "I forgot to ask Xue Lan for the spirit stones to set up the formation."
"It's a big loss."
On the main battlefield of Luoxia Mountain, Ji Jinjin and the others had just finished dealing with a wave of demonic tides when a deafening roar came from afar. A demonic beast tens of meters tall stepped into the Lei Kui Formation.
At the same time, the aura of a Nascent Soul stage demon gradually emanated from the area.
Ji Jinjin shouted, "Prepare to meet the enemy!"
Tens of thousands of soldiers faced the demonic tide.
Above the Longsword Sect's sword lineage, the Immortal Sword of Crossing the Reflection absorbed the power of the sword lineage and flew back behind the girl...
Long Siyin whispered softly, "Let's go, it's our turn!"
In the Demon Realm's Desolate Territory, Ji Gu and Ji Yan stood before something covered by a red cloth.
"Ayan, this is something good that Third Brother prepared."
The red cloth in front of him was lifted, and Ji Yan saw a huge wolf's head.
"Silver Moon Wolf!" Ji Yan exclaimed in surprise.
Far behind Mount Luoxia, on Mount Yingwu, the girl standing shoulder to shoulder with the mountain god suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils turning an icy blue.
A faint red line appeared on her wrist, accompanied by Ji Yan's exclamation.
Xue Lan spoke softly, her voice gentle yet enigmatic:
"found it!"