Chapter 490 390: Exterminating the Puppet Wood (Part 1)_2

Fei Luoya instantly burst with joy, exclaiming,

"Indeed, a noble background runs deep, with many ways at one's disposal!"

Li Yuanjiao smiled, but the schemes in his heart were far from limited to these,

"Peak Master Li Encheng of Chen Feng, known as 'Wall Water Pill', is one of the few Pill Masters among the middling ranks of the Green Pond Sect, and has been at the Foundation Establishment Peak for many years. Why would he care about such a trifle, seeing him only as a pawn selling Precious Medicine."

"As long as a share of the Precious Medicines is allotted to him, letting Xizhi deliver them, it is not inconceivable to get in touch through him, having this child gain several patrons within the sect is beneficial for both you and me."

The majority of Shanyue have a ferocious nature. Once Fei Luoya set his mind on killing Fu Daimu, any further delay was torture, yearning to execute him immediately. He urged impatiently,

"Taoist Fellow! Why not leave right now?"

Li Yuanjiao bowed, explaining,

"Seniors in the family must not act rashly. Please wait a moment, senior, for that 'Fu Qingshan' Taoist Fellow."

Fei Luoya could only wait patiently. After more than a day had passed, he saw a streak of red light piercing the sky. Yuan Chengdun, riding on a red jade little boat, slowly approached the mountain and docked, retracted his boat, and laughed,

"Chengdun was delayed by a trip to Helin County, so I apologize for my late arrival to both of you."

"It's fine!"

Li Yuanjiao glanced at the two men, and Li Wushao also flew up from the lake, cautiously following behind him. Li Yuanjiao declared,

"I have a Great Formation in my hands; Fu Daimu won't be able to escape."

The group rose upon the wind. Fei Luoya spoke up,

"My backup is named Zhu Xian, with a Cultivation Level at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, currently keeping an eye on Fu Daimu."

"Three at the Early Stage, two at the Middle Stage, and with Yuan Chengdun's exceptional strength, plus this Great Formation, it's almost certain."

Li Yuanjiao echoed affirmatively, thinking to himself,

"Even if this person turns against me and joins Fu Daimu to kill me, with Yuan Chengdun here and the Great Formation in hand, I can advance or retreat; there's no risk of mishap."

...

Witch Mountain was originally Duanmu Kui's cultivation ground. He was a Great Cultivator at the Zifu Peak and possessed an Immortal Book, ranking among the top in the Zifu of South River. Even casually pointing out a few Shanyue to run errands resulted in a significant power on its own.

Duanmu Kui never took it seriously, merely cultivating in Witch Mountain. The number of his disciples and grand-disciples kept increasing. After two hundred years of seclusion there, he had already cultivated twenty-nine Shanyue Foundation Establishments.

Duanmu Kui died overnight without leaving anything to his disciples and grand-disciples, and the Shanyue instantly scattered like birds and beasts. The stronger among them, such as Fu Daimu and Fei Luoya, divided the territory of the Shanyue Region. Jiao Zhongzi, the strongest, occupied Witch Mountain, and Fu Daimu, who was slightly inferior, established himself in the Great Jue Court.

Fei Luoya, while riding the wind, explained,

"Fu Daimu and I had many conflicts in Witch Mountain. He disliked me, and his strength was much greater than mine. All these years, I have only been cultivating in my territory, ready to flee at any moment."

"But in today's world... who knows what it's like outside? Better to kill him early."

The group picked a spot to land. The Shanyue backup, Zhu Xian, also arrived riding the wind, looking distinctly like a person from the east with regular features, holding a vine whip, and he greeted with a bow,

"I am Zhu Xian, greetings to all the Taoist Fellows."

After Li Yuanjiao and the others greeted him, they set up the Array Plate. Fei Luoya then said,

"We still need to lure him out, so I'll trouble Yuan Taoist Fellow to accompany me. That man is cautious; unless he is sure that we are evenly matched, he will definitely be suspicious and not dare to chase me."

Yuan Chengdun nodded openly and followed him on the wind. Their conversation faded away,

"We will have a bout with him, and that Foundation Establishment Early Stage named Zhe Le is definitely going to make a move. Pretending not to notice, we will lure the enemy..."

Li Yuanjiao watched them leave, squinting slightly, as the Mysterious Pattern Bottle secretly activated, trailing them from afar. Watching bursts of witchcraft and Spells light up in the Great Jue Court, and Fei Luoya's deliberately angry shouts, there was nothing abnormal, so he returned.

Before long, two lights of Dharma Light chased each other. Fu Daimu, a Foundation Establishment Late Stage practitioner, was an old man with a wrinkled face and robust build, wielding a Long Halberd. Zhe Le held dual swords, solid in stature, cursing loudly and quite full of himself.

Not until all four entered the formation and were engulfed in the green light of the formation did the two change their expressions. Fei Luoya burst into wild laughter, while Fu Daimu scanned the surroundings and coldly sneered at Zhu Xian,

"Junior Brother? You've placed the wrong bet!"

Zhu Xian, holding a long whip, said calmly,

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. Today, I am here to ask you to add some provisions to my path of cultivation."

Fu Daimu did not argue with him, only glanced at Li Wushao:

"You've even brought a hook snake! Two at the early stage, two at the middle stage, plus a great formation, what a grand gesture!"

He stepped into the formation, confident in the cards he had in hand, and laughed heartily,

"You are underestimating the two of us!"

Zhe Letai, holding twin swords, remained expressionless and straight away confronted Zhu Xian and Li Wushao. His longsword opened and closed deftly, effectively blocking the two.

Fu Daimu also engaged Yuan Chengdun and Fei Luoya in combat, fighting so fiercely that golden light and blood light flowed together, creating a tremendous uproar.

Li Yuanjiao was enveloped in mystical-patterned spiritual mist, silently moving closer with his sword. Compared to the trio, the matchup of Li Wushao and his two companions was much less impressive. Although they were Foundation Establishment cultivators, they were all loose cultivators who practiced alone, wielding only Qi Cultivation magic artifacts.

Zhe Letai and Zhu Xian seemed not to know much in the way of spells, merely using various Immortal Foundation techniques to probe each other. Li Wushao had some strength, but with the Tail Hook broken, he was at a considerable disadvantage.

Li Yuanjiao gradually approached the trio, and his Green Ruler Sword leapt into action. A white and azure sword light suddenly flared up, causing Zhe Letai to finally show alarm and move to block with his sword.

"Not good!"

But his magic artifact was merely for Qi cultivation, no match for Li Yuanjiao's Green Ruler Sword. Li Yuanjiao, having charged his energy for a while, unleashed the dazzling Moon Que Sword Arc, causing Zhe Letai's twin swords to emit a brittle clinking and the air to be filled with a spray of shattered sword fragments.

As Zhe Letai blocked this attack, Li Wushao's snake's tail struck through the air, and Zhu Xian also made an all-out effort. They struck simultaneously, causing him to vomit blood. He struggled to respond and managed to block the most fatal second strike of the Green Ruler Sword.

At that moment, Zhe Letai felt a chilling sensation at his neck and a void in his heart, and exclaimed in horror,

"Not good! The Jing Dragon King!"

In a rush of blood energy, he activated his witchcraft secret technique, his True Yuan vibrant red, creating an opportunity to look back, just in time to see a massive gray-green dragon-snake lunge at him. Clashing swords, he shouted loudly,

"Senior Brother! Make your move quickly!"

As an early Jin Foundation Establishment cultivator, Zhe Letai's strength was certainly not weak. With his twin swords, he had reliably defended against Zhu Xian and Li Wushao, and had Li Yuanjiao been alone in fighting him, it would have been difficult to win.

But the value of a surprise attack lies in its suddenness. Li Yuanjiao's move came from close at hand and was overwhelmingly powerful, causing Zhe Letai to lose his composure. Not being seriously injured was already a fortunate outcome.

Fu Daimu, understanding that Zhe Letai had done his best, yet still had not forced out Yuan Chengdun's Immortal Foundation, could only sigh in frustration. Raising his sleeve, he let fly a black-red object.

"The Human Head Mountain!"

This magic artifact swelled upon encountering the wind, turning completely black-red. With thousands of human heads attached, they stared with bulging eyes dripping saliva, their mouths letting out fierce howls and their dark hair floating eerily, drawing chilling gusts from all directions.

Fei Luoya gestured with both hands, condensing two rays of Dharma Light, and mocked,

"You even had the shameless gall to ask the Jiang Family for their expertise, carefully observing Jade Smoke Mountain three times, only to replicate such an abomination!"

Even as he ridiculed, Fei Luoya was on his guard, activating his Immortal Foundation ability "Do Not Search for Me," abruptly disappearing from sight to evade the oppressive advance of Human Head Mountain and its vile, sinister sounds.

Yuan Chengdun quietly watched the imposing Human Head Mountain approach, allowing its massive shadow to envelop him, gripping his short staff tightly while faint golden patterns began to creep across his face.

"Beast! Ridiculous! To presume to suppress me with a mountain of demonic evil,"

The short staff glowed with golden light as Yuan Chengdun activated his "Fu Qingshan," and with two swings, he struck the oncoming mountain, creating two golden staff silhouettes:

"Boom!"

Human Head Mountain smoked blackly under the impact, and its multitude of attached heads screamed in unison. Without a word, Yuan Chengdun swung his short staff faster and faster, causing the magic artifact to sound with thunderous resonance.

On this side, Fu Daimu had just made a move to rescue Zhe Letai, swept away Li Yuanjiao and the others with a sleeve, his complexion turned pale, and he looked back, shouting in despair,

"Fu Qingshan! You are Yuan Chengdun!"