Farmer Girl Reborn: I Play the Pig and Eat the Tiger in the World of Immortal Cultivation

A resounding roar from deep within the mine, like a sleeping beast awakened, set everyone's eardrums buzzing. Yan Yue's expression suddenly changed, and her grip on Nong Jin's arm unconsciously tightened. Her premonition of unease had become a reality—the external forces had returned, and with greater force.

"What's going on?" Murong Hai's face turned pale. He felt a powerful spiritual power fluctuation coming from deep in the mine, impacting the family's defensive formation.

"Clan leader, external forces have attacked again! And this attack is more fierce than the last time!" A disciple in charge of monitoring the formation came running to report in a panic.

The defensive formation's light flickered, like a candle flickering in the wind, threatening to go out at any moment. Ripples appeared across the formation, each wave signaling a fierce attack from outside forces.

"Damn it! How did they recover so quickly?" Murong Hai gritted his teeth, his heart filled with worry. He knew that if the defensive formation was breached, the Murong family would face catastrophic disaster.

Yan Yue's brow furrowed, her gaze fixed on the defensive formation, her mind racing. She sensed the intensity of this attack far exceeded her previous estimates, and the defensive formation might not hold out for much longer.

"Jin, protect the clan leader and elders!" Yan Yue said in a firm tone, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"What are you going to do?" Nong Jin grabbed her hand, his eyes full of worry.

"I'll go reinforce the formation!" Yan Yue's tone left no room for doubt, and he rushed to the core area of ​​the defensive formation without hesitation.

She quickly formed seals with her hands, and golden runes flew out from her fingertips, merging into the defensive formation. These runes contained powerful spiritual energy, like an indestructible barrier, reinforcing every node of the defensive formation.

This was a special array reinforcement method Yan Yue remembered from her past life, which could quickly increase the array's defense. In her past life, she had never used this method because it consumed a large amount of spiritual and mental energy. But now, to protect the Murong family, she had no choice.

As Yan Yue continued to inject spiritual energy, the light of the defensive formation gradually stabilized, and the originally shaky formation became extremely solid. Although the attacks from external forces were still fierce, the formation was unbreakable, like a solid wall of steel, resisting all attacks.

"Miss Yan, you..." Murong Hai looked at Yan Yue's back, his heart filled with admiration and gratitude. He knew that if it weren't for Yan Yue, the Murong family would have fallen long ago.

The family members also cast admiring glances at Yan Yue. They had never seen such a powerful array manipulation ability. In their hearts, Yan Yue had become a guardian angel.

Yan Yue's face was pale, and beads of sweat covered her forehead. Maintaining the formation required a huge amount of spiritual energy, but she didn't dare to relax. She knew that the external forces would not give up easily and would definitely find a way to break the formation.

Suddenly, a discordant voice broke the tense atmosphere.

"Chief, this is not a solution! We can't withstand their attacks at all! Why don't we... why don't we give up defense and conserve our strength!" Murong Yun's voice was trembling, but full of temptation.

Yan Yue turned around suddenly, his eyes piercing Murong Yun like a knife... Yan Yue's eyes piercing Murong Yun like a knife, he said coldly: "Give up defense? Do you think you can survive by giving up? Will they let us go? Naive!"

Murong Yun was intimidated by Yan Yue's aura, his face pale, but he still insisted, "But...but if we continue like this, we will only suffer greater losses! The disciples in the clan are almost unable to hold on..."

His words caused some of the more timid family members to waver and start whispering among themselves. They looked at the crumbling defensive formation with fear in their hearts.

"Murong Yun, shut up!" Murong Hai shouted angrily, "As a descendant of the Murong family, you actually said such depressing words! Do you want to bring shame to our ancestors?"

Elder Lin also stepped forward and said, "Don't listen to him! Miss Yan is doing her best to reinforce the formation. We will definitely be able to hold on! As long as we unite as one, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome!"

Yan Yue looked at her wavering tribesmen, knowing full well that fear, like a plague, could have disastrous consequences if it spread. She took a deep breath and spoke loudly, "Everyone, I know you're afraid, but please believe me, there's still hope! I promise, as long as I'm here, I'll protect you all! Please don't panic, and stay at your posts!"

Her words were full of power, like a reassurance, rekindling the hope of some of the originally wavering tribesmen. Looking at Yan Yue's resolute eyes, they gradually felt at peace.

Nong Jin held Yan Yue tightly in his arms. His chest was firm and warm. He whispered in her ear, "Yuer, you are the smartest. They will understand sooner or later."

Yan Yue smelled his breath and felt at ease. She knew that no matter what happened, Nong Jin would be by her side, giving her strength.

She leaned gently in Nong Jin's arms, closed her eyes, and felt his warmth. At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten all the dangers and pressures, leaving only peace and tranquility.

Suddenly, the defensive formation shook violently, making a sharp noise. Yan Yue opened his eyes abruptly, his expression changing drastically.

"Oh no! They are about to break through the formation!" a disciple shouted in horror.

A huge crack appeared on the defensive formation, spreading rapidly like a spider web. The light of the formation also dimmed, as if it would go out at any moment.

Yan Yue's heart sank, knowing the situation was critical. Without hesitation, she poured all of her remaining spiritual energy into the formation, trying to stop the cracks from spreading.

However, her efforts seemed to be in vain. The cracks grew larger and larger, and the light of the defensive formation became dimmer and dimmer.

At this moment, a powerful aura came from the crack, sweeping over with destructive force...

A tall and burly figure slowly walked out of the crack. He was wearing a black robe, with a ferocious smile on his face and a long sword in his hand that exuded a cold aura.

"Murong family, your doomsday has come!" His voice was icy cold, like a declaration from hell.

The black-robed monk's appearance was like the arrival of the god of death. He swung his longsword, his sword ablaze with energy, and instantly several Murong family disciples fell in a pool of blood. Fear spread through the crowd, and some disciples began to retreat involuntarily.

"Beast!" Murong Hai roared, drawing his sword and charging forward. However, the gap in cultivation between him and the black-robed monk was too great, and after a few rounds he was at a disadvantage, nearly being pierced through the chest by a sword.

At the critical moment, a flash of golden light appeared, and Nong Jin stood in front of Murong Hai. His eyes were sharp, and the golden spiritual power in his hand gathered into a long spear, which collided with the black-robed monk's sword with a deafening roar.

"Your opponent is me!" Nong Jin's voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the battlefield.

The black-robed monk sneered: "You don't know your own limitations!" He swung the sword in his hand even faster, and the sword energy rained down on Nong Jin.

Nong Jin showed no fear, wielding his halberd with impenetrable force, blocking every attack. His movements were agile, like a cheetah, weaving freely amidst the sword light.

At first, the black-robed monk, with his rich combat experience and strange attack methods, had the upper hand, and Nong Jin was slightly passive. But Nong Jin quickly adapted to his attack rhythm. He kept an eye on all directions and listened carefully, gradually finding the black-robed monk's weaknesses.

After a few moves, Nong Jin began to counterattack. The halberd in his hand was like a golden dragon, carrying powerful spiritual power, and repeatedly forced the black-robed monk back.

The black-robed monk's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that Nong Jin could adapt to his attack so quickly and find an opportunity to counterattack.

Furious and humiliated, the black-robed monk suddenly shouted, and the sword in his hand burst into a dazzling light. He used his ultimate move, and a sharp sword energy shot towards Nong Jin like lightning.

Nong Jin was unable to dodge and was hit by the sword energy, taking a few steps back. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, a hint of pride flashed in the eyes of the black-robed monk, and he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue and completely eliminate Nong Jin.

At this moment, Nong Jin suddenly let out a long roar towards the sky, a dazzling golden light burst out from his body, and a powerful spiritual power wave swept over.

"Breakthrough!" Murong Hai shouted in surprise.

Under tremendous pressure, Nong Jin actually broke through his own limits and reached a higher level of cultivation.

His aura suddenly surged, and the halberd in his hand emitted an even brighter light.

Nong Jin rushed towards the black-robed monk again. This time, his attack was more fierce, faster and more powerful.

The black-robed monk was unable to resist at all and was knocked away by Nong Jin's halberd. He fell heavily to the ground and vomited blood.

"Chief, take this opportunity to reorganize the defense!" Yan Yue commanded calmly.

Murong Hai reacted immediately and ordered his family members to adjust the defense layout and strengthen the defense formation.

After a brief panic, the members of the Murong family regained their spirits. Looking at Nong Jin who was fighting bloody battles, their hearts were filled with hope and fighting spirit, and they strengthened their determination to defend.

The black-robed monk struggled to stand up, his eyes filled with resentment and anger. He glanced at the Murong family, who were waiting in formation in the distance, and then at Nong Jin, who was full of vigor, and finally chose to retreat.

However, this was just the beginning. Yan Yue looked at the black-robed monk walking away, his brows furrowed.

"They will come again..." she whispered, her gaze fixed on the distance, where several obscure auras seemed to be approaching... Suddenly, as if remembering something, she turned sharply to look at Pharmacist Qi, "Pharmacist Qi, about that spiritual mine..."