Infiltrating the world of cultivation

The hundred besieged Wei soldiers stood back to back, forming a circular formation. The inner and outer groups attacked each other alternately. Even Wang Chao, who didn't understand military tactics, found it pleasing to the eye.

Wang Chao astutely discovered that among the Wei soldiers, there was no leader, or the leader was disguised as an ordinary soldier and mingled among the crowd.

call out!

A whooshing sound rang out, and a white figure flew down from the branches of the dense forest, its robes fluttering, exuding an air of otherworldly grace.

"He's a cultivator!" Wang Chao's pupils constricted. He could walk among the treetops as if it were flat ground, something even those freaks in the army couldn't do!

"It's the Imperial Advisor! The Imperial Advisor has come to rescue us!" Among the prisoners, someone recognized the newcomer.

"The Imperial Preceptor is a genius, his cultivation has reached the pinnacle, he is an unparalleled expert at the peak of the Innate Realm! We are saved!" Many people wept with joy.

Any innate master is capable of slaying thousands, possessing an unparalleled aura that allows them to hold off ten thousand men. The Imperial Preceptor, being one of the best among innate masters, is naturally even more extraordinary.

Upon hearing this, Wang Chao's expression softened. He was not a cultivator, but the Wei Kingdom's Grand Preceptor had already reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

With him there, Li Hu should be able to be rescued. Wang Chao then moved closer to the Chu soldier on horseback, intending to retrieve the key. Of course, he would do this favor.

As the eighth prince of the dignified Wei Kingdom, even if he doesn't become emperor in the future, being a regional lord would be enough for the dynasty to submit to.

When the golden-armored general saw that there were innate masters participating in the battle, he was first taken aback, and then realized that there must be important figures from the Wei royal family among these prisoners of war, otherwise the Wei state's national advisor would not have been dispatched.

"This is Chu territory. Who goes there?" The golden-armored general stepped forward. In a battle between innate masters, sending more ordinary soldiers would only be suicide.

"You are not worthy to know my name. I am here to take someone back. I have no intention of killing. Please do not stop me." The white-robed national advisor, his sleeves fluttering, walked straight toward Li Hu.

Upon hearing this, the golden-armored general's face turned slightly angry. He was a great general of the Chu Kingdom. It was one thing to escort a group of prisoners of war to mine, after all, it was a mine of immortals. But now even the people of the enemy country did not take him seriously. How could he stand in the army?

"You're courting death!" the golden-armored general roared, drawing his sword to attack.

A whooshing sound rang out from between his sleeves; this was a master of innate skill who had fought his way out of the battlefield, his moves were fierce and he left no room for retreat once he made a move.

"Get lost!" The Grand Preceptor didn't even turn his head. With a flick of his sleeve, the golden-armored general was sent flying backward.

wow——

The crowd was in an uproar. Why was there such a huge difference between the two innate masters?

"The Imperial Preceptor has transcended the mundane and may have touched another level of martial arts." Someone exclaimed, "The Imperial Preceptor is a genius and has already surpassed this era in martial arts."

"The innate level is the pinnacle of martial arts, but what lies beyond it? Where is the way out for us martial artists?" Some people sighed with endless emotion, feeling lost about the future.

Wang Chao moved silently toward the Chu soldier on horseback. As he got closer, Wang Chao used his storage chip to steal the key from the Chu soldier.

"This is the key to the chain, be discreet!" Wang Chao handed the key to Li Hu.

Li Hu, who was watching the battle, paused upon hearing this. Clearly, he had not expected the dynasty to act so swiftly.

Li Hu quickly took the keys and began to gather his men to prepare for their escape.

As the Grand Preceptor walked along, the soldiers of Chu all retreated. Even the golden-armored generals at the Innate stage were instantly defeated by this white-robed Grand Preceptor. Any more of them going up would only be suicide.

However, the Chu army was strictly disciplined, and they dared not scatter in a panic, so they could only retreat step by step.

Just as the Imperial Advisor was about to approach the escorting convoy, the golden-armored general lying on the ground shouted, "These prisoners of war are miners from the Southern Mountain Immortal Mine! I beg the Immortal to intervene!"

boom!

The three-horse carriage was suddenly thrown into the air, and a three-foot-long green sword, glowing with a faint halo, pierced through the air, its target the white-robed national teacher!

clang!

He drew his sword to parry the flying sword, but the black iron sword in his hand was cleaved open.

A solemn expression appeared on the face of the white-robed national advisor, who was usually calm and collected. He was naturally aware of the existence of cultivators.

"Your Excellency, cultivators are not allowed to participate in mortal battles," the white-robed national advisor said, his voice booming like a great bell, shaking people to their core.

"Shut up!" A blue figure emerged from the carriage, dressed in a Taoist robe, walking on air.

When Wang Chao saw the cultivators, his expression became extremely solemn. He felt a strong pressure. He had originally dismissed the cultivators, thinking that no matter how fast they were, they couldn't outrun a bullet.

In hindsight, he was short-sighted. Perhaps before you even had a chance to fire a shot, someone had already pierced your heart with a sword.

At all times, one must have a sense of awe. Blind arrogance will only lead one astray. The dynasty suddenly realized its mistake and abandoned its underestimation.

Wang Chao used his sleeves to conceal his actions and began recording the battle. These were valuable materials that Wang Chao collected for future research.

The cultivator, a hundred paces away, once again launched his flying sword, slashing towards the direction of the white-robed national teacher.

The white-robed imperial advisor dared not be careless and drew his sword to parry. For a moment, the two appeared to be evenly matched.

"The Grand Preceptor's skill is so profound that he actually fought against an immortal without being at a disadvantage!" someone exclaimed in amazement. Such a battle was extremely rare, and the immortal's ability to wield a flying sword was unheard of.

After watching the two fight, Wang Chao frowned slightly. He was not so optimistic. On the surface, the two were evenly matched, but in reality, the white-robed national advisor had already fallen into a disadvantageous position.

Cultivators are invincible from a hundred paces away, while the white-robed national teacher is on the defensive at all times, which puts him in a passive position. If he continues to defend for too long, he will inevitably suffer a loss.

"Today, I will show you the power of immortals! Sharp Edge Technique!" The cultivator shouted, and the three-foot-long green sword suddenly glowed with a green light, its power even greater.

"Hmph, you good-for-nothing who can't even survive among cultivators, what are you trying to prove in front of us mortals? Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Demon Blade! Break!" The white-robed national teacher was not to be outdone. With a shout, the blade itself released a faint blue light.

"Transforming the illusory into the real, releasing true energy outwards! The Grand Preceptor is a genius!" A discerning person saw through the trick and exclaimed in surprise. Releasing true energy outwards is a legendary realm. No one expected that the Grand Preceptor of Wei would have such great talent.

"You're courting death!" the cultivator roared, the azure light on his flying sword intensifying. The white-robed national advisor had just touched a nerve with the cultivator.

He was too innate. After cultivating for fifty years, he was only at the third level of Qi Refining. He couldn't stay in the outer sect, so he went to the secular world to find a job as a mine supervisor. Although there were many trivial matters, the pay was quite good.

In the State of Chu, everyone respectfully called him a celestial being, which made him feel quite superior. Now, he was being looked down upon by a mere mortal ant. How could he not be furious?