Mysterious mirror hanging high

As departure was approaching, Yuwen Yundan, who always held a folding fan in his hand, was sent by Yuwen Xiaojin to give Jing Yu a lot of spiritual resources as compensation for being affected by the struggle between the two factions.

Jing Yu did not refuse and accepted it generously. He often spied on the secrets of the aristocratic families from the perspective of Yuwen Yundan. He had long known that the situation of Yuehua Zhenren's sect was not good now, otherwise they would not have been so arrogant to Chengming, who had only made low-grade elixirs for more than ten years and was in the early stage of Jindan. Therefore, he did not feel much resentment.

"Uncle Xuan Jing, going to Houtu Sect's mountain gate to provide assistance is extremely dangerous. You must prioritize your own safety."

Yuwen Yundan whispered, "Father is busy with work and can't come to see you off. From what I've seen... he's certainly busy, but he's probably a little embarrassed."

"That's not necessary." Jing Yu weighed the storage bag handed to him and smiled. "Go back and tell your father how much I appreciate Brother Xiao Jin keeping the secret of the Xuanjing."

Previously, when Huangfu Zhengqi was surrounded and killed in the [Langhuo Blessed Land], Yuwen Xiaojin had seen some of Jing Yu's methods and magical powers, and had long known that he was not an ordinary cultivator. He was afraid that his combat power was far beyond that of his peers, and he was definitely a cultivator with great opportunities.

But he has kept his mouth shut for more than 20 years, and there has been no news about what magical powers Jing Yu is proficient in. This shows how tight-lipped Yu Wenxiao is.

If you meet a gossipy person, I am afraid that by the second day after leaving the blessed land, all the monks in the city will know everything.

A huge building ship was docked at the port of the Immortal City. This was the latest long-distance building ship built by the Xiaoyao Alliance. When it was turned on at full power, its speed could exceed that of an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of foundation building by about 50%. It would only take about a month to travel from the Xiaoyao Immortal City to the gate of the Houtu Sect.

Although the Tiannan demon cultivators are coming in with great force and have already reached the mountain gate of Houtu Sect, the mountain gate of Houtu Sect is very different from other sects in Yunchuan Region. The entire mountain gate formation is connected to the earth veins and covers an entire mountain range. It is full of mysteries. Although it lacks some immortal energy, it is very good at defense. In addition, the connection and coverage area is extremely wide, which almost makes it an unbreakable barrier that stops the demon cultivators in place.

In other words, if the Tiannan demon cultivators break through the Houtu Sect's mountain gate, the remaining vast hinterland of Yunchuan Territory will no longer have any barriers. By then, there will probably only be a few isolated cities left, and the fall of the entire Yunchuan Territory is only a matter of time.

"Sir, come this way."

A Qi-cultivating cultivator respectfully invited Jing Yu to his residence in the building ship. This new-style building ship focused on speed and gave up a lot of space. It was said that the Qi-cultivating cultivators sent to the battlefield could only squeeze into the big bunk bed, but as a foundation-building cultivator, there was still a single room.

Jing Yu only familiarized himself with the environment briefly, set up a few temporary formations, and then went to the top deck of the ship to register.

This time, the reinforcements to Houtu Sect were led by several great cultivators who had reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Not only did the Qi-cultivating cultivators form a battle formation, but the Foundation Establishment cultivators, with their different methods and magical powers, mostly acted alone, but were also divided into small teams, each with five Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Among these five foundation-building monks, the one with the highest cultivation level is selected to serve as the [Squad Leader], who has nominal jurisdiction over the team members. However, if they are all monks of the same level, the effectiveness is actually very low.

The biggest consideration for forming a team of five people is to make them supervise each other. If any of them deserts the battlefield, the other four will all be severely punished.

"The collective responsibility system has been implemented..." Jing Yu thought silently in his heart.

When the Xiaoyao League was first established, it was just a loose alliance where independent cultivators from the Yunchuan region exchanged information and discussed profound theories. It had very little control over the cultivators within the alliance. After hundreds of years of development by high-level leaders such as Master Baoding, it became the tightly organized organization it is today.

During the period when the Tiannan demon cultivators invaded the Yunchuan region, perhaps it was the war that gave rise to various wartime systems. However, in just twenty years, the Xiaoyao Alliance almost quickly completed an even greater transformation, and many of the rules within the alliance were no less strict than the sect's laws!

Although the top leaders of the Xiaoyao League have stated that these harsh [wartime systems] are mostly just stopgap measures, everything will return to its original state as soon as the war ends.

But if the war is really over, will these [wartime systems] be changed back?

Only God knows!

"The Free and Easy Alliance is no longer free and easy."

Jing Yu still used the [Nameless Breath-Concealing Technique] all the time, locking his cultivation level at the initial stage of foundation building.

Jing Yu did not intentionally hide his cultivation level or pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger. In fact, if he was in a period of stable development, it would not be a problem for him to reveal his true cultivation level of the middle stage of foundation building. Even if others felt that his cultivation speed was a little faster and he was not stuck by any small bottlenecks, it would only attract attention.

Now that he is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he can seize most of the opportunities in the Yunchuan Region and no longer needs to be as cautious as he was in the Qi Condensation Stage.

But in times of war, the higher the level of a foundation-building cultivator, the more likely he is to be sent to dangerous areas, especially those independent cultivators like Jing Yu who only have some superficial connections but no blood relatives to rely on. The true disciples of the sects and the direct descendants of the aristocratic families like to send such powerless independent cultivators to fill in the lines, while they themselves choose a position with a low risk factor and high profits to gild themselves.

Of course, if Jing Yu’s cultivation level is high enough to form a golden elixir and become a real person, that would be another matter.

Jing Yu received a communication token on the deck of the ship. He was assigned to the [Guishui] team, which consisted of five water-based foundation-building cultivators.

Apart from Jing Yu himself, among the remaining four teammates, the first one is a female cultivator in the early stage of foundation building with a head full of silver hair. Her name is Li Ci. She is already 295 years old this year. According to her own words, she may die before the battle between good and evil is over.

This time, the Xiaoyao Alliance is not only recruiting independent cultivators to participate in the war, but also has quota requirements for some Jindan families and foundation-building families. The old senior Li Ci, whose body is half buried, is the oldest cultivator in a foundation-building family. He volunteered to take this quota. To put it bluntly, he is just making use of his last bit of energy.

Jing Yu saw that she was not wearing any magical instruments or even a decent robe. All she wore were clothes made of ordinary materials. It was obvious that she was determined to die and had no intention of going back at all.

The second teammate is also a female cultivator named Wang Qiu Shui. She is also in the early stage of foundation building, but her foundation does not look very solid. I am afraid that it is the accumulation of elixirs, and she has managed to build the foundation by luck.

She is actually good-looking. Although she is older, she still has a charming and mature demeanor. It is said that she is the concubine of a Jindan ancestor in a certain family.

Jing Yu was well versed in pharmacology and alchemy, and could tell at a glance that Wang Qiushui had taken a lot of anti-aging pills, but unfortunately, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes could not be concealed. He was probably over two hundred years old, and was probably thrown here by the Golden Elixir Patriarch of his family to fill a vacancy because he was old and had lost favor.