Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest.

Chapter 602 Ning Ning is here
Flash! Flying slash! Continuous slash!

No matter how rich their experience in swordsmanship was in the Red Dust Hundred Worlds Chart, when faced with this kind of "flashing in front of your face and killing you instantly" sword technique, they did not know how to deal with it for a moment and could only subconsciously move their flying swords back in front of them and prepare for defense.

Instead, the manipulator behind the scenes reacted incredibly quickly, and quickly instructed all the transformed monks to stop attacking Ye Jun and turn their fire to Yan Yu!
This exposed Ye Jun's weakness in defending but attacking. Even though she used all her might to activate the magical glazed lamp, emitting a large amount of spiritual light and glazed fire, she still couldn't stop the large number of cultivators from attacking Yan Yu. They were so dense that they covered the sky and even completely obscured her view of Yan Yu.

Besiege! Besiege! Besiege to death!
"Yan Yu!" Ye Jun couldn't help but shout, trying to look through the crowd, but he could only see the crowd. Where was the shadow of Yan Yu?

Just like a drop of water falling into the ocean, it disappears in an instant...

The next second, a sudden change occurred!

Suddenly, a golden line shot out from somewhere. At first, it was inconspicuous among the many magical lights. It was darker than the flames and too thin compared to the sword energy. But as it swept across, all the sword and magic spells that blocked its way were all destroyed and shattered into pieces!

The Red Feather Nine Phoenix Fire broke through the heavy encirclement, revealing the puppet Ah Zhen who was spitting fire from his mouth and nose, with flying black hair and a radiant divine light; next to him was Yan Yu who was standing calmly in the air with the Dividing Cloud Bagua Step, with a calm expression and tranquil eyes, as if the thousands of cultivators around him who were transformed by the Red Dust Hundred Worlds Diagram were all vulnerable chickens and clay dogs.

His gaze passed through the remnants of the defeated army and fell on a young monk who looked unremarkable. He smiled and mouthed:
Got you.

The opponent's face instantly turned pale, terrified, and he was scared to death. He quickly fled backwards for his life, and at the same time quickly ordered the surrounding monks to fly over quickly, layer upon layer, in an attempt to block Yan Yu's vision and perception.

But one thread runs through them.

The Yin-Yang Micro-Dust Sword Qi, in the hands of the old man with long eyebrows and his disciples, was like a storm of steel pouring out from a heavy machine gun, which could turn anyone who doubted its power into ashes with its absolutely terrifying firepower.

In Yan Yu's hands, it was like a hidden, deadly sniper rifle. Although it only had one bullet, it was enough to kill anyone it aimed at on the battlefield.

This sword energy pierced at least twenty monks. The muffled sound of the sharp weapon piercing flesh, the screams of pain, and the crisp sound of the weapon stopping and then disintegrating into foam almost merged into one, until it crossed a distance of nearly three or four hundred meters and pierced the left shoulder of the monk who was still fleeing.

The latter turned around in panic, his eyes passing through the gaps revealed by the shattering of countless illusionary bubbles, and saw Yan Yu making sword gestures in the distance - no, it was not a sword gesture, but a "pistol" gesture, with his index and middle fingers pointed at him.

Then all vision was completely filled with the cold light of the Liang Yi Sword.

At the moment when the sharp pain pierced his head, a final realization suddenly flashed through his mind that was about to fall apart:

Through some external factors (mainly luck), perhaps the gap between them and the official-trained cultivators can be made up for most of the time, such as cultivation level (relying on elixirs), or attack methods (relying on flying swords and magic weapons)...

But when it comes to skills, which require a lot of practice to acquire, there is no way to take shortcuts.

...If only I hadn't been so arrogant back then.

The Yin-Yang Sword was mercilessly pulled out of his shattered skull, and the crowd around him instantly collapsed. Ye Jun finally managed to capture Yan Yu's position and flew over to celebrate with him, but he saw him calmly teleport the Yin-Yang Sword back and calmly commented:

"Impossible."

Are you overestimating your own abilities? Ye Jun blinked.

Ah, at least the magic weapon on the opposite side is still very powerful. If we hadn't encountered it this time, we would most likely have killed him directly... But he thought he could ambush the Dinghai God General, and it would be correct to say that he overestimated his own abilities.

No matter! We won anyway!

She rushed up with cheers and gave Yan Yu a big hug.

Yan Yu, who remained calm throughout the battle, couldn't help but be moved when Ye Jun hugged him tightly.

It looked like six points, but now it feels like seven points, slightly lower than Siren and Anna, but still very impressive.

As the winner of this battle, he accepted the hug with peace of mind. On the contrary, Ye Jun was held by him for a long time and refused to let go. She blushed slightly and struggled carefully, saying:

"Let's see if he has his magic weapon with him."

The answer is of course yes. If he didn't have it with him, how could he have used his magical powers just now?

The magic weapon was an old, simple scroll, bound with a red ribbon, devoid of any spiritual energy or divine light. If it weren't for the solemnity with which this person carried it, no one would have guessed it was a magic weapon.

Yan Yu unfolded it completely, and saw a painting of the streets and alleys of an ancient city, with common people and merchants rubbing shoulders with each other. Suddenly, it turned into the gardens, corridors, and pavilions of a wealthy man's home, with talented scholars and beautiful women passing by. Then it turned into the majestic Forbidden City, with guards standing in front of the emperor and ministers bowing in obeisance...

It looks like a picture on the surface, but it is actually a PPT!

Yan Yu always adheres to a principle when it comes to newly seized magic weapons: first see if his teammates want them. If no one wants them, then keep them for their own team, so he will directly give them to Ye Jun.

"Give it to me?" Ye Jun was surprised.

"Aren't you an assistant officer?" Yan Yu asked back, "The magic weapon is just right for you to use."

"Isn't Zhao Yuanzhen from your team also a lieutenant?" Ye Jun asked with a smile, "Why don't you keep it for her?"

Yan Yu knew what she wanted to hear, but he just said lightly:
"You contributed to this battle, but she didn't, so I'll give it to you first. If you don't want it, I can give it to her."

"Humph." Ye Jun stopped being polite after hearing this and immediately began to refine it. "Then I'll take it."

Since the magic weapon had no owner at this time, and Ye Yun still had plenty of true energy, he did not encounter any obstacles in refining it, and he quickly regained control of it.

"Alright." She activated the scroll with her true essence, causing it to unfold naturally in mid-air. She then recounted the news she had received. "The Red Dust Hundred Worlds Map contains a hidden cave world that can trap enemies. It can then transform into all the characters depicted in the scroll and lay siege to the enemy."

"Useless," Yan Yu commented. "Although there are numerous illusions, they lack intelligence and are only suitable for bullying weaklings. They're completely inadequate against true masters. Furthermore, bullying weaklings too much will instill in you an inexplicable confidence, making you think this magic weapon is powerful... All in all, I recommend using it with caution."

"I know." Ye Jun said with a smile, "Besides, this is the Yin Volume. It is said that there is another Yang Volume. Only when the two volumes are combined can the full power be unleashed."

"The Yang Scroll shouldn't be with this person." Yan Yu pondered, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken it out to fight the enemy even when he was on the verge of death. Where's the elixir?"

"It's here." Ye Jun activated the magic weapon again, and saw the surrounding scene suddenly changed, turning into a deep valley with beautiful mountains and clear water. There were many fields in it, and all kinds of exotic flowers and herbs were densely planted among them. There were also conjured up monks and boys, who were tilling the fields on the ridges.

Atop a distant hill stood a massive golden-bronze cauldron. Surrounding it were children, some feeding materials, some fanning the air, some breathing fire, and some chanting incantations. Their positions were scattered, yet their movements were orderly, creating a strange, classical beauty.

Now they understood why the other was so proficient in the Dao of Alchemy. Although these alchemy boys lacked intelligence, they possessed basic memory and common sense, allowing them to produce an endless supply of elixirs. While their scale was far inferior to that of the Wuyi Mountain Secret Realm, they were self-sufficient and required no care, which was a unique benefit.

"You've got a good deal," Yan Yu joked with her. "This magic weapon is obviously lacking in combat capability, but it's of great significance in production and research. Be careful, or the Dingbei Army might 'borrow it for a long time' if you hand it in."

"That's fine then." Ye Jun immediately said with a smile, "Just think of the magic weapon as you lending it to me. The higher-ups wouldn't dare to take Dinghai Shenjiang's things for granted, right?"

Yan Yu:?
Although we were joking, your statement sounds like a fake divorce to divide assets and debts...

The two of them left the magical treasure secret realm and returned to the town office building. Ye Jun reported the news of "catching the pill seller", and the Dingbei Army immediately sent someone to confirm it. Then, they took Ye Jun away along with the Red Dust Hundred Worlds Map.

The reason is not difficult to guess: a large number of illusions are drawn in the Red Dust Hundred Worlds Map. Since there are people who can refine pills among them, there may naturally be other technical talents, and scientific researchers need to confirm them one by one.

The magic weapon has already recognized its master, and it cannot be studied in depth without Ye Jun's urging, so Ye Jun naturally has to put down the task at hand and give priority to cooperating with scientific research work.

With Ye Jun's departure, the mess of maintaining order before the game was thrown to Yan Yu.

How could Yan Yu possibly be willing to do such menial work? So he summoned Feng Hang, the Ye sisters, Sun Zihe, and the others, assigning them temporary positions one by one. He divided up the surrounding area and assigned them responsibilities. He then wandered around the market every day, hoping to find something good like the Red Dust Hundred Worlds Map.

Unfortunately, nothing was obtained.

The folk cultivators are not fools, and there is no limit on the number of flying swords and magic weapons that can recognize an owner. If they see something that is shining and extraordinary, they will refine it immediately. Why would they leave it to sell in the market?
The result of the lack of high-quality cultivation resources in the market is that everyone prefers to keep the good things for themselves rather than barter or exchange them for high-end goods. Therefore, Yan Yu wandered around for several days in a row and only saw a pile of scrap metal, and did not even encounter a "suspected treasure".

Just for these scrap metals, conflicts would arise among civilian cultivators every now and then, and then they would just come to blows... For some things that Feng Hang and his men couldn't handle, Yan Yu would personally take the lead when he passed by.

His style of settling disputes was completely different from Ye Jun's. Ye Jun would use the Xuanguang Ruler to trap people and then have the Dingbei Army monks take them away; Yan Yu would beat people until their limbs were broken and they were unable to get up from their knees, and then have the Dingbei Army monks carry them away.

Most of the folk cultivators were "fearful of power but not of virtue", so those who used to run away when they saw Ye Jun now began to kneel down and hold their heads in surrender when they saw Yan Yu, so that Yan Yu couldn't even go shopping properly.

That morning, I suddenly received a message on my phone. It was from Ningning:

"Captain, I've reached the Huafu level!"

Although she was not here, Yan Yu inexplicably felt as if she was standing in front of him, her tail wagging violently, her face full of pride, as if to say "Praise me quickly".

"That's great." Yan Yu replied, "Don't forget to train. We need to double up on the technical practice we missed due to the breathing exercises."

"Of course!" Lin Ning quickly replied, "I've already set off on my sword and will come to find you soon!"

"What are you looking for me for?"

"I don't need anyone to guide me in swordsmanship, do I?"

Yan Yu was stunned and found that this was actually the truth.

Yun Jin had gone to gather water-based elites, and since Chen Lingyun hadn't yet reached a rank, she needed the help of two great gods, Xie Ruoxi and Zhao Yuanzhen, to continue flying. Only Lin Ning had no work to do, nor was there much need for her to serve as a training engine, so it made sense for her to come and train with him.

Quack! It's a pity Ye Jun is gone. Otherwise, I'd let them fight it out with all their might. The winner would get the chance to go shopping with me and pick up some bargains. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Yan Yu, who had fought with civilian monks many times, knew very well that although these guys had not received formal training, they were brave and aggressive, which was indeed where the official-trained monks were inferior to them.

State-owned enterprises need to incorporate the strengths and experiences of private enterprises, and naturally, government-trained monks should also learn the strengths and characteristics of civilian monks. Why don't I implement a "last-place elimination system" when I return? I'll assess the girls' abilities every week, and the lowest-ranked ones will be kicked out of the ranks of "my potential suitors," leaving them to cry and play the resurrection match...

Lin Ning naturally didn't know that her captain had already begun to consider deepening the reforms in the team. She flew directly from Min Yue to the eastern suburbs of Pingjing and hurriedly called Yan Yu, asking him to pick her up.

Yan Yu agreed readily and asked Ye Qianqian to pick her up.

Lin Ning was a little surprised to see that it was Ye Qianqian instead of the captain who came; then she felt a little unhappy when she learned that it was Yan Yu who asked her to come; then she carefully observed the girl's appearance and figure, secretly compared them with her own, and her mood soon calmed down.

It's not that I have any opinion about you, it's mainly because the captain is a senior face control and especially likes to mess with pretty girls. As a member of the Zhenhai team, I have to protect innocent girls from being fooled by the captain's fake face!

Since you look safe, I feel relieved.

Ye Qianqian had no idea what Lin Ning was planning. She only saw this "Min Yue Sword Immortal" constantly sizing her up, looking a little reserved and frightened.

After sending Lin Ning to the town hall building, the latter came into the room and saw Yan Yu lying on the sofa playing games. He immediately became furious and shouted:
"Great! We're working hard in the back to become stronger, and you, the one who should be getting stronger, are actually sitting here slacking off!"

"Don't talk nonsense, or I'll beat you up!" Yan Yu put down his phone and warned, "As the captain, how do I become stronger? This is not something a little girl like you can control. Do your duty!"

"My duty is to ensure that you fulfill your duties as captain." Lin Ning's eyes swept across the table and landed on the unfinished plastic lunch box. "Is this what you're having for lunch?"

"Eating in the cafeteria, what's wrong?"

"The cafeteria's big pot rice, with all the heavy oil and salt, how can it possibly be delicious?" Lin Ning said with dismay, "You should either not eat it or go on a fast, or make something delicious yourself. Didn't I teach you how to cook a few home-cooked dishes?"

"Really?" Yan Yu was confused.

"Yes, I even sent you a recipe." Lin Ning quickly pulled up the saved chat history and showed it to him, overwhelming evidence. "You even agreed!"

"How did I agree to that?"

“You sent a smiling emoji back.”

"Smiling means 'Haha, I'm not burning.'"

"I'll let you starve to death!" Lin Ning said angrily, taking out food from her backpack. "I actually brought you food! You're really heartbroken!"

If it were the old Lin Ning, she would have started by saying, “I didn’t bring food for you, I just happened to have some leftovers and didn’t want to waste them.” Now she can finally frankly admit, “I brought it for you.” I have to say that she has made great progress.

Yan Yu sat up from the sofa, but Lin Ning snatched the box away and said:
"Where's the microwave? I'll go heat it up."

"In that room over there."

Lin Ning went to the kitchen. Yan Yu looked at her back with a smile, and suddenly saw that the phone on the coffee table lit up again.

"Hey, I'm so tired." It was a message from Ye Jun. "They're having a project discussion tonight, so they gave me half a day off. I came back to rest... How's everything going over there? Is there any trouble?"

Yan Yu smiled slightly and replied:

"Ningning came to see me."

The other party was silent for a while before replying:

"it is good."

Yan Yu put down his phone, touched his chin and thought, wondering whether Ye Jun's Xuan Guang Ruler was indestructible, or Lin Ning's sword-wielding skills were indestructible?
Well, it's worth studying.

(End of this chapter)