The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

The demon cultivators watching looked at each other in bewilderment, and no one dared to continue the challenge without knowing what was happening.

Xie Yi put his hands behind his back and flew leisurely towards the Suzaku Camp's base, completely ignoring the gazes of the people behind him.

There was no more excitement to watch, so the demon cultivators and a few human cultivators who were watching left in twos and threes.

Li Ze approached Xiao Han and asked quietly, "Should I give this to you as news?"

Xiao Han shook his head. "Forget it. Fighting between human cultivators and demon cultivators is detrimental to the unity of the coalition forces on the front lines. Such news will never pass muster. You should try to find more information from other sources."

Li Ze nodded. He also wanted to make some achievements, but he felt that he could not find any events that could be called news.

Xiao Han added, "I've already compiled and submitted the second issue of the military newspaper. It should be distributed throughout the Yuantian Continent soon. When it comes out, take a close look at it and learn how to find news and events that can be reported."

These people must be trained so that the newspaper can operate normally.

In the following half month, the alien monsters were completely silent.

If there weren't a few monster scouts at the Divine Transformation Realm who appeared occasionally, people would probably mistakenly believe that all the monsters had retreated.

In the past half month, Xiao Han has published five more issues of the military newspaper.

The four subordinates have finally made progress now. They can find some small incidents in their respective garrison areas and report them to Xiao Han for selection.

There have been no wars recently, and the monks of the coalition forces have become much more relaxed.

No one expected that a conspiracy against the allied monks was being carried out.

In the wind, snow and fog, two alien monsters comparable to the Mahayana realm, under the protection of another monster of the same realm, began to implement the soul-extracting plan.

The so-called soul-extracting plan is to have two great monsters in the Mahayana realm temporarily separate their souls from their bodies, then possess the bodies of human cultivators, sneak attack their companions, and cause panic.

At first, the monster leaders discussed that three great monsters in the Mahayana realm would directly launch a surprise attack on the coalition forces' rear base, kill the low-level monks in the base directly, and then let the countless low-level monsters behind take the opportunity to break through the defense line.

But this proposal was quickly rejected.

Because the coalition also had Mahayana cultivators who were equally powerful. Even if they launched a surprise attack and succeeded, the other Mahayana cultivators could still kill all the attacking low-level vampire monsters.

After the top leaders of the Vampire Linwang discussed how to attack, the top monster with the deepest cultivation level came up with a vicious plan, which was to use the soul-sucking and possession plan.

In the darkest hour before dawn, a patrol squad of monks from the White Tiger Camp were patrolling the snowy mountains.

The team was a bit lazy and the distance between them was quite long.

A middle-aged Nascent Soul cultivator flying at the back suddenly felt a faint mist passing by.

The next moment, his flying figure paused for a moment, but soon returned to normal and continued to fly forward.

After reaching the patrol's final destination, the leading team leader shouted, "Mission accomplished, let's go back."

Everyone flew together towards the White Tiger Camp’s military base.

The monks who have returned from patrol must go to the points registration hall and use their identity token to collect the points for today's patrol mission.

This is the points earned from completing small tasks. As long as the basic points of the soldiers remain unchanged, this is additional income.

Therefore, the monks of the team walked into the hall to collect points as usual.

Everyone gathered in the main hall, ready to register their points one by one.

But something strange happened at this moment. The middle-aged Nascent Soul cultivator who had been standing at the end of the team suddenly pounced on a Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him and smashed the defenseless cultivator's head.

The team leader screamed, "He Yang, are you crazy?"

At this moment, all the monks in the hall have hurriedly put up protective shields and moved away from the central hall.

But the middle-aged monk named He Yang still ignored it and pounced on another monk who was closer to him.

The monk instinctively tried to stop it. A ray of light flashed, and the hall, which had not yet opened the restriction, was instantly half-collapsed. Everyone hurriedly rushed into the sky.

All the high-level monks of the White Tiger Camp who noticed the change appeared here.

"What happened?" The captain of the Divine Transformation monks who was in charge of them shouted.

The team leader immediately pointed at He Yang, who was standing still at the moment, and said, "He's crazy. He suddenly attacked and killed his companions."

The Divine Transformation cultivator immediately took action, threw a spiritual rope over, and tied up He Yang.

No one noticed that a very light black mist was escaping from He Yang's head.

"Tell me, why did you kill your companions?"

The Divine Transformation cultivator pulled He Yang in front of him. He Yang seemed a little dazed, with a confused look on his face.

Everyone's eyes were on He Yang, but no one noticed that the extremely faint black mist, under the cover of night, penetrated into the head of the Divine Transformation cultivator.

"What did I do? Why did you tie me up?" He Yang's face showed shock and confusion.

At this moment, the tiny Nascent Soul of the comrade whose head he had smashed with a blow floated beside the team leader and shouted angrily, "You just killed me. All these teammates saw it. Do you still want to quibble?"

"No, I didn't..."

He Yang was still trying to figure it out, but the Divine Transformation cultivator suddenly smashed his head with a punch, and then struck him in the dantian with a palm.

Obviously, this was to kill He Yang's Nascent Soul as well.

A cultivator from the White Tiger Camp high in the sky said unhappily, "Old Lin, what are you doing? Why don't you wait until the interrogation is complete before punishing him?"

But the Jindan cultivator ignored the words of the Lianxu cultivator and walked towards the team leader.

The team leader inexplicably wanted to retreat, but when he thought of the great monks who were all here, he quickly calmed himself down and bowed.

In full view of everyone, they saw that the Divine Transformation cultivator suddenly attacked the team leader.

"How dare you!" The Lianxu cultivator was furious and slapped out with his palm.

The Divine Transformation cultivator continued to attack the captain of the patrol team regardless.

His attack landed on the team leader, and also killed the Nascent Soul of the cultivator who died first.

The incarnation cultivator known as Lao Lin was left with only half his life after being struck by the palm of the refining cultivator.

This was because the Lianxu cultivator wanted to find out the truth of the matter, so he held back.

Then, as the Divine Transformation cultivator fell from the sky, a very light black mist overflowed from his head again.

The Lianxu cultivator also bound him with his spiritual power, but hesitated and did not dare to pull him in front of him.

He keenly noticed that something was wrong.

But no one noticed that the extremely faint black mist this time enveloped a Nascent Soul cultivator who had just arrived and did not hold up a spiritual power shield.