Danwu Refining Spirit

Chapter 256 A swift raid, its momentum like a tiger swallowing ten thousand miles!

Songcui City and Wuyou City are thousands of miles apart, so far that even by taking a cloud boat, it would take several days to reach them.

But as the saying goes, reinforcements are needed as quickly as possible. Right now, Sheng Xueyan is trapped in Wuyou City, fighting a bloody battle with the Wu Lao Society. She is in danger of losing the city and her life at any moment.

If they really wait until they arrive at Wuyou City a few days later, I'm afraid Sheng Xueyan and the others will have already died on the battlefield, their bodies never to be found.

Therefore, we must do everything we can to get to Wuyou City as soon as possible and rescue Sheng Xueyan from her peril!

This was Xiao Chong's first reaction after reading the letter, and also his final decision, which allowed no one to question it.

Helian Tieshu's doubts were not about the correctness of Xiao's decision, but rather that he felt it was impossible to lead the army to Wuyou City in time.

After all, it takes time to set out with an army of 10,000 men; it's not something that can be accomplished in a day.

Leaving aside whether a weary army can maintain its fighting capacity after a long march, even if everything goes smoothly and they arrive safely at Wuyou City, it will probably be too late by then.

But Xiao Chong did not think that way.

Most people wouldn't have a good solution, but who am I? I have a cheat code!

What can't a martial arts master with a cheat-like ability do?

The answer is no!

No sooner had Helian Tieshu left than Xiao Chong arrived at the treasury and stored all the contents of the storehouse into the space inside the Purple Cloud Cauldron.

Longhua Dao was in its early stages of development, and it exuded a new atmosphere everywhere. The followers were meticulous and efficient in their work.

Upon receiving Helian Tieshu's order, everyone from the commanders of the various war divisions to the ordinary soldiers sprang into action. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they were divided into five camps according to the five elements.

"Give one to each person and distribute them so they can take it immediately!"

Xiao Chong stood at the front of the camp with a somber expression, surrounded by a pile of tens of thousands of black pills. He gave instructions to the commanders of each unit.

"Yes, Dao Lord!" the leaders of each department replied, summoning a group of capable people to begin distributing the pills.

"They're giving out perks again so soon?"

"That's right, the Dao Lord has always been benevolent and righteous, what's so strange about that!"

"I wonder what the effects will be after taking this?"

"You're so long-winded! Just eat it and you'll know."

Seeing that more pills were being distributed, the Taoists were overjoyed and extremely excited.

Only Long Wu's eyes flickered, and his behavior was unusually strange.

After carefully examining it, he cautiously picked up a pill, brought it close to Xiao Chong, and whispered, "Isn't this...?"

"Enough with the nonsense, just eat it! Are you itching for a bite?" Xiao Chong interrupted Long Wu's question, his face clearly full of threat.

"Eat it, it won't kill anyone." Long Wu was startled, muttered a few words in a low voice, and swallowed the black pill.

Long Wu recognized these pills; not only did he recognize them, but he had also personally participated in their refining. It's no exaggeration to say that more than half of the tens of thousands of pills were made by him.

This pill is called the "Nine Revolutions Breakthrough Pill." It has powerful and miraculous medicinal effects and has a high probability of enabling martial artists who take it to break through cultivation bottlenecks, thereby increasing their cultivation level or even advancing to a higher realm.

However, this pill has another side effect: it will cause the user to fall into a deep sleep for most of the day. Therefore, it also has another name: "Half-Day Soul Loss Pill".

The "Nine-Turn Mortal-Breaking Pill" had already been refined, but the reason why it had not been given to the Daoists for so long was because of this side effect.

It should be known that a martial artist cannot be disturbed in the slightest when breaking through to the next level. He will also lose his fighting power after falling into a deep sleep. If he takes the medicine rashly, he will suffer extremely heavy losses if the martial arts elders attack or if there is any disturbance during this time.

Long Wu was well aware of these side effects. He was unwilling to take them, but his boss had given orders and his words were threatening. How could he openly disobey orders?

Moreover, the boss's desperate gamble clearly indicates something big is about to happen. What if he gets truly enraged and executes you on the spot? Where can you seek justice then?

Having figured this out, Long Wu swallowed it readily and decisively, without any hesitation.

Just to avoid making a fool of himself when the drug took effect and damaging his handsome image, he immediately found a corner where no one would notice him and sat down cross-legged.

By this time, the pills had been distributed, and the Daoists took them on the spot, their hearts filled with anticipation for their medicinal effects.

"It's truly a fine pill. The moment it entered my mouth, I felt a surge of energy rushing to the top of my head. Perhaps I'll break through to the Grandmaster stage soon..."

A master martial artist, full of pride, was telling the person next to him about his feelings, but before he could even utter the word "today," he suddenly collapsed to the ground with a "thud" and began snoring loudly.

"Fellow Daoist, are you blinded by joy? In broad daylight, how could you... Ouch! No, I'm feeling a little dizzy too..."

A Grandmaster beside the Grandmaster was clearly more powerful and managed to tease the Grandmaster for several minutes before collapsing from exhaustion.

"Gudong!"

"Gudong!"

As soon as the two collapsed, the other Taoists also seemed to be infected and fell to the ground one after another.

A moment later, from highly skilled cultivators like Qing Meng, Fatty, and Helian Tieshu to the lowest-ranking grandmasters, over ten thousand martial artists were all sleeping on the ground without any regard for their image, snoring loudly, creating a spectacular sight.

Only Long Wu sat upright in the corner, like an old monk in meditation, his appearance dignified and solemn from afar.

"All done! Everything's ready, just waiting for the right opportunity!"

Seeing that the medicine worked as he expected, Xiao Chong had a thought and opened the space inside the Purple Cloud Cauldron.

Without warning, more than 10,000 martial artists vanished in an instant, as if they had evaporated into thin air.

"Without further ado, let's go to Worry-Free City!"

With a roar in his heart, Xiao Chong raised his internal energy to the limit, took long strides, and rushed towards Wuyou City like lightning.

He was to travel thousands of miles and arrive at Wuyou City under the cover of night!

The journey to the verdant pines is without worry, but the mountains and rivers in between are vast, and even a cloud boat would be insufficient to reach it overnight.

But for a martial saint who is extremely worried, going all out, and possessing an extremely abnormal physique, none of this matters!

Traveling thousands of miles to the battlefield, crossing mountains and passes as if flying—that's all there is to it!

That night, on the main road from Songcui City to Wuyou City, a martial artist moved with lightning speed and thunderous speed, seemingly walking through the air like a god, leaving only a faint afterimage.

With the mountain peak in front of him, the martial artist lightly touches the ground and lands halfway down the mountainside; with another touch, he surpasses the summit and leaves the mountain far behind in the next moment.

The great river blocked the way, but the martial artist soared into the air, covering dozens of feet in a single step. Then, with a slight turn of his body, he landed on the opposite bank like a roc spreading its wings, his movements light and graceful beyond compare.

Wherever the martial artist passed, beasts fled in terror, and birds hid in the forest; truly:

With swords and spears, their might is as fierce as a tiger, capable of swallowing up ten thousand miles!