Cultivating in Different Professions

Chapter 251: Chapter 164: 9-Dragon True Fire Formation

"Boss, I remember Wuling City has a genius who has undergone nine blood transformations. They say he can use the Five Flames Heaven-Shaking Bow and kill Tier Three Demons despite only having Blood Transformation Realm Cultivation."

One of the men said, "What if he shows up?"

They were all at the Rebirth Realm—a far cry from a Tier Three Demon. They would be hard-pressed to survive a single shot from the Five Flames Heaven-Shaking Bow.

"Even better if he shows up. I love nothing more than torturing and killing geniuses."

The boss grinned savagely. "The Five Flames Heaven-Shaking Bow is formidable, but my Nine Dragon True Flame Array isn’t afraid of it in the slightest.

Back then, the Fragrance Sect’s Sect Leader had the Five Flames Heaven-Shaking Bow in hand, and didn’t he end up dying in the Nine Dragon True Flame Array all the same?

Does this kid from Wuling City even compare to the Fragrance Sect Leader, who once roamed the world unopposed?"

"Boss, your Nine Dragon True Flame Array has such a legendary history?"

The surrounding men all looked at their boss with admiration.

The boss’s face was filled with smugness. "Of course. I never mentioned such a minor thing before because, to me, it’s truly an insignificant matter.

But since you asked, I might as well tell you the story."

The men were confused. ’We didn’t ask, did we?’ But if the boss wanted to talk, they were certainly willing to listen.

"This all happened many years ago. I saw with my own eyes a man use the Nine Dragon True Flame Array to trap and kill the Fragrance Sect Leader.

That man was originally a high-ranking member of the Fragrance Sect, but he later defected and was granted amnesty by the imperial court. Now he’s a Da Xuan Fourth Grade high official.

I’ve been secretly watching him all these years. Not long ago, some people from the Fragrance Sect came looking for revenge, and I seized the opportunity to steal this Nine Dragon True Flame Array."

The boss said, gloating.

"Boss, can you even steal something like an Array?"

one of his underlings asked curiously.

"That’s where you’re wrong."

The boss said, "There are two ways to deploy an Array. One, obviously, is to be an expert in them. The other is to use an Array Plate, which allows even a novice to set one up.

This Nine Dragon True Flame Array was inscribed onto an Array Plate by some Array Master. All you have to do is activate the plate, and the Array will start."

Not many people in the Da Xuan Dynasty cultivated Array techniques. The few who did were nurtured by the Da Xuan Dynasty like national treasures.

Most people never even had the chance to encounter an Array.

Of course, this boss didn’t understand Arrays himself. He was just repeating some hearsay, but it was more than enough to fool his underlings.

"You know so much, Boss!"

His underlings all chimed in with praise.

"Naturally. The reason I’m ranked ninth on the Most Wanted List isn’t just because of my brute force.

In terms of combat power, I might not be the strongest. But when it comes to brains, not even Taishi Tianbi, who’s number one on the list, can compare to me.

What future is there for a bunch of brutes who only know how to fight and kill?"

the boss said with pride and disdain.

’All I have to do is seize this chance to join the Inspection Bureau, and I can go from bandit to official. Opportunities like this are rare. If the Inspection Bureau weren’t newly established and desperate for manpower, how could a notorious criminal from the Most Wanted List like me ever get a clean slate so easily?’

’In the past, the Taiping Bureau had me scurrying and hiding like a street rat, never seeing the light of day.’

’But once I become an Inspector, everything will be different.’

At this triumphant thought, Qi Wuyong, number nine on the Most Wanted List, couldn’t help but let out a sinister chuckle.

...

Several old men with snow-white hair walked through the mountain forest.

They were very old, and their steps were slow, but their gait was exceptionally steady.

For a Martial Artist, unless they break through to the True Essence Realm, their lifespan is no more than a century.

Furthermore, as they aged, the hidden injuries left over from their Quenching Body days would inevitably flare up. Coupled with their declining vitality, a Martial Artist’s later years were a painful process of constantly diminishing strength.

These white-haired Taiping Captains had spent their entire lives fighting demons, and they carried even more hidden injuries than ordinary Martial Artists.

Their current strength was less than seventy percent of what it had been in their prime.

Though they were at an age when they should be peacefully living out their final years, they had taken up their blades once more and come to the outskirts of Daxing Mountain.

All for the sake of avenging their brother.

A Taiping Captain could die in battle.

But they could not be tortured and murdered.

Whoever killed Huang Shanzhi, they would pay the price!

No one was more familiar with the outskirts of Daxing Mountain than they were. The enemy would not escape!

The white-haired Taiping Captains had a clear destination. No clue in the mountain forest, however small, could escape their cloudy eyes.

Many things had long since become instinct for them—an instinct ingrained in their very bones.

"Found you!"

A glint suddenly flashed in the eyes of Wan Qing, who was leading the way. He said coldly, "You left these clues on purpose to lure us here, didn’t you?

Well, we’re here. Now let’s see what you’ve got!"

With that, Wan Qing broke into a run.

WHOOSH!

His speed surged, and his blade flashed once.

A figure tumbled from the trees, its head and body landing separately on the ground as blood gushed forth.

Wan Qing didn’t break stride, continuing his mad dash forward. He leaped high, gripping his blade with both hands, and brought it down in a cleaving strike.

At the same time, the other white-haired Taiping Captains also broke into a run.

With several sounds like tearing silk, figures fell one after another.

The white-haired Taiping Captains may have been ancient, but the blades in their hands were still sharp.

"Truly worthy of being Taiping Captains. Just like that Huang fellow—so old, yet still somewhat fearsome."

Qi Wuyong’s figure appeared on a cliff. Watching his underlings being reaped by those aged figures, he couldn’t help but remark.

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