Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 126 Arrangements and Deployment
After Ding Wenxiang put the cloth bag into his storage bag, he said, "Master Hu, how many disciples will your sect send out this time?"

"Our sect has gathered fifty skilled fighters."

"So, we have a total of one hundred cultivators here. How many people are stationed at the Yunfeng Chamber of Commerce headquarters? Are there any large formation guards?"

"I've already found out. Yunfeng Trading Company only has thirty or forty people on a normal day, and a second-grade, low-grade magic formation is set up at its headquarters. Don't worry about this, my three fellow Taoists. Our sect will handle the main attack. You three only need to lead the disciples from your respective sects to block Yunfeng Trading Company's retreat. Once we've captured their headquarters, the Yunfeng Trading Company cultivators inside will scatter and flee. You will guard the various routes and annihilate the remaining fleeing insurgents."

The three of them glanced at each other, and saw surprise in each other's eyes. Obviously, no one expected that Qingyuan Sect invited them here not to attack Yunfeng Trading Company's headquarters, but to cut off their retreat.

The Yunfeng Chamber of Commerce headquarters has thirty or forty cultivators, plus a second-tier low-grade formation. Can the Qingyuan Sect's fifty disciples take it down? This is too difficult. Even if they can take it down, there will definitely be a lot of casualties.

But looking at Hu Yingquan's confident look, as if it were a piece of cake, I really don't know where his confidence comes from.

"Master Hu, Yunfeng Trading Company is quite powerful and has a second-level formation guarding it. It would not be easy to catch them all in one fell swoop with only fifty disciples of your sect! Do you really not need our help?" Mao Jie couldn't help but ask tentatively out of curiosity.

Hu Yingquan smiled slightly, appearing somewhat mysterious. "Thank you, Sect Leader Mao, for your concern. I, Hu, am not one to flatter others. If I weren't sure, I certainly wouldn't say this. I'll keep this a secret for now, and everyone will know when the time comes."

The three of them looked at each other again. Although they were still very curious about what he was up to, it was not appropriate to ask any further questions since things had come to this point.

Song Xian thought of what had happened to the Qingyun Sect. Could it be that Hu Yingquan had planted a stake in the Yunfeng Trading Company? Would someone help them sabotage the formation from within?

At this time, Hu Yingquan had stood up, walked to the stone wall behind him, lifted the curtain, revealing a huge topographic atlas.

"Everyone, please look. This is Lingyun Mountain, where the Yunfeng Trading Company's headquarters is located. To the north of Lingyun Mountain is a cliff, to the south is a plain, to the west is a large forest, and to the east is the entrance and exit."

"At that time, our sect will launch a frontal attack on them from the east. After breaking through the gate of the Yunfeng Trading Company, the cultivators inside will surely flee from the other three directions."

Hu Yingquan pointed at the topographic map and said, "Master Mao, please lead twenty of your sect's disciples to defend the southern plains, ten miles outside their headquarters, right here."

"Master Ding, please lead twenty of your followers to guard the forest twenty miles to the west."

"Master Song, please lead ten of your sect's disciples to guard the path at the bottom of the cliff to prevent them from climbing over the cliff and escaping."

"Our goal this time is to completely annihilate all the cultivators from Yunfeng Trading Company. You must stay in your respective defense zones and not allow the fleeing cultivators from Yunfeng Trading Company to cross over. After our sect has cleared the front battlefield, we will quickly support you."

"In addition, our sect will also send people to assist you in defending each area."

It was said to be assistance, but in fact it was supervision. The three of them certainly understood this meaning, but they all accepted it with pleasure. No matter what, at critical moments, it was always good to have one more person to help.

Mao Jie said, "Master Hu, it's certainly fine for us to hold this position, but what if any of the cultivators fleeing from Yunfeng Trading Company use flying instruments to break through and escape from above?"

"If that's the case, we must absolutely destroy him and not let him go. Although the flying magic weapon isn't a very valuable item, nor is it something that ordinary Yunfeng Trading Company cultivators can afford, the person who possesses it must be an important figure in Yunfeng Trading Company. Such a person must not be allowed to escape."

Seeing that no one spoke, Hu Yingquan said, "If the three Daoists have no doubts, please lead the disciples of each sect to the front of the hall. After everyone gathers, we will set off."

"We will follow the arrangements of Sect Leader Hu." Mao Jie stood up and responded, then walked out of the hall first.

The two of them followed closely, and after leaving the hall, they went to where their disciples were.

Song Xian came to where all the people from Hunyuan Sect were, conveyed Hu Yingquan's deployment to them, and then led them to the front of the hall.

The disciples of Qingyuan Sect and Xuri Sect have arrived one after another, forming two distinct teams. Qingyuan Sect's headmaster Hu Yingquan and his three elders are standing in front of the team, as if they are waiting for someone.

Song Xian stepped forward and said, "Master Hu, all our disciples are here."

"Yeah." Hu Yingquan nodded indifferently, but his eyes were still looking into the distance.

"Is Sect Leader Hu waiting for someone?" Mao Jie also noticed it and asked tentatively.

"Please wait patiently for a moment, you will know soon." Hu Yingquan still remained mysterious.

The two looked at each other and remained silent.

At this time, two spirit boats appeared in the distance and slowly came over, one on the left and one on the right, and slowly landed in the open area on both sides of the hall.

These two spirit ships are about ten meters long and two meters wide, and are both first-level spirit ships.

The flag and logo on the ship were the name of the Beast Taming Sect. I don’t know how Hu Yingquan persuaded the Beast Taming Sect to lend him two spirit ships.

It must have been obtained by Qingyuan Sect by bribing Yang Jinzhang at a high price. He was in charge of the Nanyuan Valley Market, and the Beastmaster Sect sometimes used spirit ships to transport goods.

As long as they paid enough money, renting two spirit boats would be a piece of cake. Soon, Ding Wenxiang and his family members arrived in front of the hall.

Monks from four sects stood in front of the hall, among which the disciples of Qingyuan Sect were the most majestic. They were neatly arranged into five rows, ten people in each row, with equal distances between rows. It was obvious that they had been specially rehearsed, like a well-trained army.

Compared with this one, the other three companies seemed like a mob, each huddled together in a group, whispering to each other in threes or fives.

Mao Jie couldn't stand it any longer and felt that he had lost face, so he walked up to his disciples and gave them some instructions. The twenty disciples of the Rising Sun Sect followed suit and lined up lazily in two rows on the left side of the Qingyuan Sect disciples.

Seeing this, Song Xian and Ding Wenxiang also ordered their monks to line up.

After waiting for a long time, I saw two blue-winged birds flying towards me in the distance.

A disciple of the Qingyuan Sect sat on the neck of each of the two green-winged birds, with reins around his body and a gorgeous black sedan chair pulled behind him.

When everyone saw this scene, they were all shocked and knew that the big shot they were waiting for was about to arrive.

Song Xian, Ding Wenxiang and Mao Jie stood behind Hu Yingquan, their eyes unconsciously meeting each other, all filled with curiosity.

The two blue-winged birds chirped almost simultaneously, carrying the black sedan behind them and landing steadily in front of the crowd.

Hu Yingquan hurried forward, and the three elders behind him also followed.

Inside the sedan, a thin hand pushed aside the curtain, and a thin old man with gray hair walked out.

He has deep eyes, a high nose and high brow bones, which are the characteristics of a person from the Muhe grassland. He is actually a foundation-building monk.

Song Xian and the other two secretly glanced at each other again. No wonder Hu Yingquan was so confident and looked like he had everything planned out. It turned out that he had asked a foundation-building cultivator for help.

In fact, the three of them had vaguely guessed it when they saw Hu Yingquan's posture. After all, anyone who could make him so respectful must be a person of great background. Hu Yingquan himself is a ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator and the head of a sect. If he was an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator, he would not be so respectful.

However, the three of them did not expect that this mysterious man was actually a monk from the Muhe grassland.

"I, the junior Qingyuan Sect's headmaster Hu Yingquan, lead all the disciples of our sect to meet Senior Casar." Hu Yingquan bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Senior Casar." The three elders behind him also saluted respectfully.

The old man looked very arrogant. He glanced at Hu Yingquan and the others in front of him. He put his hands behind his back, raised his head, and said in a sharp tone: "Little friend Hu, are all these your people?"

"Senior, besides my disciples, there are also disciples from the Rising Sun Sect, the Hunyuan Sect, and the Ding Family. Like my sect, they all migrated from other counties in the inland Qin Empire and are willing to lend a helping hand. The three behind me are the leaders of these three factions. This is Fellow Daoist Mao Jie, the head of the Rising Sun Sect, and this is..."

Before Hu Yingquan could finish, the old man interrupted him impatiently: "Alright, alright, now that everyone is here, let's go!"

After saying that, he turned around and got into the black sedan. The most embarrassed one was Mao Jie. When he heard Hu Yingquan introduce himself, he was about to perform the ceremony of a junior and bowed slightly, but the old man didn't even look at him and got back into the sedan.

After all, he was the head of a sect. Being ignored in public, especially in front of all the disciples, made him feel a little embarrassed. His face turned red instantly, but he couldn't get angry.

Hu Yingquan turned around and said to the three of them, "Master Mao, Palace Master Ding, and Master Song, you will lead your disciples to board the spiritual ship on the left, and my disciples will board the spiritual ship on the right."

The three of them then led their respective disciples onto the spirit ships. Following a loud bang, the two spirit ships burst into light and then took off into the air.

On the spirit ship where Song Xian and others were, in addition to the disciples of the three families, there were also three elders and three disciples of the Qingyuan Sect.

It was a bit crowded for more than fifty people to ride on a ten-meter-long spirit boat.

Fortunately, the spirit ship was wide enough to be arranged in three rows.

The speed of a first-level spirit ship is not fast, only slightly faster than a first-level low-grade flying magic weapon, roughly equivalent to the speed of a galloping horse. Its main function is to carry cargo.

The two spirit ships sailed side by side, and the black sedan chair pulled by the two green-winged birds followed slowly behind. The group left the mountain gate of Qingyuan Sect and headed southwest all the way until dawn, when they arrived near the headquarters of Yunfeng Trading Company.

At this moment, Lingyun Mountain is still dozens of miles away from Yunfeng Trading Company. Everyone is on the spirit ship, looking from a high vantage point, and can faintly see the outline of the mountain.

The two spirit ships parted ways from then on. The spirit ship carrying the disciples of Qingyuan Sect continued to move forward, while the spirit ship carrying the disciples of the three sects made a big circle, first sending the disciples of Xu Ri Sect to ten miles north of Lingyun Mountain, and then sending the disciples of the Ding Family to ten miles west of Lingyun Mountain. The Hunyuan Sect was the last group to arrive, accompanied by the Qingyuan Sect elder Huang Qing and a disciple.

Everyone reached the bottom of the cliff and hid.

(End of this chapter)