A farmer has a shrewish wife; he's busy making money every day.

Low-hanging leaden clouds, the distant clash of swords produced a series of buzzing sounds, and the shouts of battle were so loud they hurt one's eardrums.

The Chi chieftain's face was terribly dark, and his lips twitched incessantly.

His mind was replaying those days when he had been played for a fool.

Therefore, the person who gave him the information and asked him to cooperate was completely deceiving him.

No wonder that man was waiting for him to return to the tribe; he clearly wanted to coordinate with the Longyang army from within!

The claim that the spiritual herbs were lost is clearly just an excuse for him to stay!

A bunch of thieves! Colluding with each other! Treacherous villains!

There weren't many people left in their tribe, and if the Longyang army really broke through, they would all be finished.

"Chief! Our men are still desperately stalling for time. Please make a decision as soon as possible!"

Chief Chi looked up at the woman on the city wall. Although her expression remained unchanged, the astonishment in her eyes told him that this person who came to deliver the message was a complete surprise to her.

These things could have been accomplished quietly, and when they returned in triumph, utter annihilation awaited them.

The Chi chief decided to stop hesitating, raised his hand and made a gesture. Instantly, the sound of drums announcing the retreat resounded through the sky.

Ye Qingxue gripped the city wall tightly with her fingers: "Does the leader intend to desert?"

The Chi chieftain turned his horse around and sneered, "That trick won't work on me anymore! Let's retreat!"

The vast army turned around and was about to recede like a receding tide.

Ye Qingxue immediately shouted, "Don't let them get away!"

The Longyang army defending the city immediately gave chase, stalking them and engaging them in close combat.

The Chi chief didn't even turn his head, and just rode his horse away until he disappeared at the edge of the horizon, turning into a tiny black dot.

As Ye Qingxue watched her clansmen, whom they had left behind to hold off the pursuit, being slaughtered by the Longyang army, her grip on the city wall gradually loosened.

It became.

Chi Miaoxian walked up the side stairs and stood next to Ye Qingxue.

"Qingxue, congratulations."

Ye Qingxue slowly exhaled: "Don't worry, we won't harm innocent people in the tribe."

"Yeah, I believe it."

—

As dawn broke, Chief Chi led everyone back. In front of the tribe's gate, the guards sat cross-legged in a group, laughing and joking about something.

When they saw that their leader had returned, they immediately cheered loudly.

"Alas! So fast! I knew the Longyang army wouldn't last long, and they wisely surrendered immediately!"

"I won! Give me the Moon Coins!"

"Damn, weren't the Longyang Army supposed to be so imposing? Turns out they're nothing special!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The Chi chieftain breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing his unharmed garrison.

It seems we've managed to stall.

The Chi chieftain glanced at his subordinates beside him, and the man immediately stepped forward, grabbing the collars of the people sitting in a circle: "Neglecting your duties! How dare you do this in front of the chieftain!"

The smiles on those people's faces froze.

"Our... our leader has returned victorious from battle, we're just happy..."

The Chi chieftain was already in a bad mood, and after hearing what they said, his face turned even uglier, and his eyes shone with a bloodthirsty red light.

"I've been too lenient with you all. You've all forgotten who you are! Do you think the tribe is some kind of charity? What does it matter if I win or lose? That's not an excuse for you to slack off!"

The men were so reprimanded that they didn't dare utter a sound.

No one knew why the leader, who had been drinking merrily with them just a few days ago, had suddenly become so aggressive.

"Everyone, go to the Hall of Punishments to receive your punishment!"

"Ah! Chief! This..."

The men were taken aback by his punishment.

The punishments in the Hall of Punishments are cruel and terrifying, usually used to deal with disobedient women. Once inside, one is either killed or seriously injured, and will lose half of one's life! How could they possibly endure it!

The Chi chieftain, with a cold expression and gloomy eyes, rode his horse into the tribe, seemingly ignoring their pleas for mercy.

"Come with me, we're going to the tribe to capture people."

"Issue martial law to everyone. Guard the tribe's gates. This time, we'll make sure the Longyang army doesn't leave alive!"

"Yes!"

The Chi chieftain's figure disappeared in front of the gate. Behind a small hill in the distance, Lu Chuci quietly peeked out to watch this scene, a smile slowly spreading across her lips.

"The victory is already secured."

—

As the sun rose and set, Lu Chuci led a troop of Longyang soldiers to set up camp not far from the Chi tribe.

They listened to the sounds of battle echoing within the tribe, eating meat and drinking wine with expressionless faces.

When the sounds within the tribe completely disappeared, the third day had arrived.

He tossed aside the chicken bone in his hand, slowly washed his hands with the water pouch on his waist, and stood up: "Everyone get ready. We'll charge in in half an hour."

……

The ground was littered with people from the Chi tribe. They were burly, armored warriors, the elite of the tribe, but now they lay on the ground like rotten shrimp and fish, the stench of blood filling the air.

The silence and the atmosphere of death made this place look like a graveyard, devoid of any sign of life.

Inside the leader's hall, blood flowed like a river. A blood-soaked figure was bound to a seat in front of the hall, his body covered in cuts, blood slowly trickling down, a slow, fatal process.

The blood-soaked figure would tremble occasionally, emitting an uncontrollable whimper.

"Who...who are you! Why...why are you treating us like this?" The excruciating pain made his voice extremely weak, and with each word he uttered, his life slipped away even faster.

The setting sun, like blood, shone on the second person in the main hall, making him appear like a demon king bathed in blood.

Dan Yang looked at the numerous wounds, large and small, on his body caused by the corrosive agent, and gave a mocking smile.

"I never expected such a small tribe to have the ability to injure me, and even kill those brats, ha..."

His voice was hoarse and broken, a result of being accidentally pricked by a poisoned needle.

"The legendary spirit-resistant physique is indeed well-deserved."

He, a dignified Golden Core expert, actually managed to stall for three whole days before finally defeating them all.

The Chi chieftain's previously unfocused eyes suddenly widened upon hearing the word "anti-spirit," flashing with a hint of excitement.

"You...you are that legendary...cultivator?"

Dan Yang scoffed, "Oh ho, you know this? With your shallow knowledge, it's a stroke of luck that someone like you could conquer Mo City."

The Chi chieftain suddenly trembled, and an unknown liquid flowed from his lower body.

It was as if he was extremely afraid, and also as if he was extremely unwilling.

"You and those bastards from Mocheng... deceived me... destroyed my tribe, I will haunt you even in death!"

Dan Yang frowned: "Who lied to you?"

"You... will die a horrible death!" The Chi chieftain could no longer hear what he was saying, and his whole body began to convulse.

"Hey! Hey!" Dan Yang called out to him twice, and was about to get up and go over to take a look when suddenly a sharp whooshing sound came from behind him.

Dan Yang turned around immediately with keen insight, but his speed was much slower than that of the newcomer!

boom!

His body was thrown away by the immense force, his back slamming heavily against a stone pillar, his flesh embedded in it, his bones cracking with a piercing sound.

"Damn it!" Dan Yang stared at the newcomer with his bloodshot eyes, but unexpectedly, he saw a familiar face.

"Lu, Chu, Ci?"

Lu Chuci smiled slowly at him and raised an eyebrow: "It's me."

—

The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

"Clan leader, that's how it is. The Pill Master... was used as a pawn!"

The Emperor's face was hidden in the shadows, his expression unseen, yet his presence exuded an overwhelming sense of oppression.

"Ha...what a bunch of idiots..."