Chapter 8: Qi Dan Realm Cultivator (New Book, Seeking Support)
On the observation platform of the Northern County Army...
Dantai Xuan's gaze was solemn, his face as calm as water. His qi and blood surged, causing his large red cloak to billow behind him.
Unexpectedly, the gates of Beiluo City were opened.
Luchang Kong, who should have been besieged by the four grandmasters, took the opportunity to slip into the city and escape.
"Useless!"
Dantai Xuan composed himself and coldly uttered two words.
The three major aristocratic families in Beiluo City had greatly disappointed him.
"There's only one chance. Now that Luchang Kong has hidden himself in Beiluo City like a turtle with a retracted head, he won't fall for the same trick again. It will be difficult to catch him off guard once more."
Dantai Xuan took a deep breath. He knew that the best opportunity to capture Beiluo City had slipped away right before his eyes.
Beside Dantai Xuan stood a scholar in a thread-bound hat, exuding an elegant demeanor.
"Luchang Kong is not in the city, and there are no grandmasters guarding it. How could the three major aristocratic families fail?"
The scholar shook his head, seeming baffled.
"What I want is only the result, I don't care about the process..."
"Order the troops to attack while the chaos in Beiluo City is still ongoing, immediately seize the city!"
However, Dantai Xuan paid no attention to the scholar's mutterings.
He made a decisive decision, drew his sword from his waist, pointed towards the sky, and gave the order.
The 50,000 Northern County soldiers began to slowly shift and press forward...
...
There was a strange atmosphere on the walls of Beiluo City.
Luo Yue looked at Lu Fan and opened his mouth.
Although he was Lu Changkong's old subordinate, he didn't have much contact with Lu Fan.
So this is how the young master is...so audacious?
What right does a powerless young master have to support grandmasters?
"Young Master...the city lord has returned to the city. We shouldn't attack at this moment. It's better to wait for the city lord and discuss it thoroughly."
"There are four grandmasters under the city, and although Ning Zhao has reached the level of a grandmaster, she will definitely suffer a great loss when facing them alone," Luo Yue said.
Lu Yue sat in a wheelchair, with Ni Yu holding an umbrella, gently supporting him and shielding him from the glaring sunlight.
After hearing Luo Yue's words, Lu Fan nodded seriously. He pressed his palm against his chin and lightly tapped his cheek.
"Luo Uncle, what you said makes sense."
"But... I, Lu Fan, have had a physical disability in my legs since I was young. My mentality is twisted, and I'm a person who can't handle frustrations well."
"My father never scolded me before, so why should I endure that foolish big guy?" Lu Fan said.
As he spoke, he patted the flexible waist of Ning Zhao once again.
"Ning Jie, go ahead. The young master supports you."
"Young master, I will fulfill your words."
Lu Fan smiled.
Ning Zhao smiled charmingly, her beauty captivating. She gave Lu Fan a disdainful glance.
This disdainful look could be because Lu Fan touched her waist, or it could be because Lu Fan said he couldn't handle frustrations.
Hmph, men.
Ning Zhao still remembered that Lu Fan had just said that he had an extremely good temperament. Yet now, he had changed his tune so quickly.
Luo Yue opened his mouth but couldn't come up with a response.
Fighting against four grandmasters, it was like sending Ning Zhao to die.
With her qi and blood surging, Ning Zhao lightly descended from the city wall like a swallow. Her feet stepped on the solid bricks on the city wall, her white dress fluttering, and her light veil dancing in the wind.
She even floated down directly from the 15-meter high city tower.
Feng Shi, who was cursing, suddenly felt a gust of wind above his head, and his heart skipped a beat.
The four grandmasters on horseback also turned their heads one after another.
"Who goes there?!"
The four grandmasters' gazes contracted at the same time as Ning Zhao descended from the city tower.
It was like a scene of an immortal descending to the human world, shocking the Northern County army.
Her graceful and beautiful posture was like a painting, mesmerizing and dazzling.
Ning Zhao held her Cicada Wing Sword, her face cold and indifferent, like a proud fairy imprisoned in ice for thousands of years.
Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as she locked her gaze on Feng Shi, her killing intent boiling.
This was the man who insulted the young master.
If it weren't for the fact that the young master wanted him alive, Ning Zhao would have torn him apart!
The young master had suffered so much, yet he still had to endure such humiliation.
This man must die!
The Cicada Wing Sword swept out, and a faint blue aura emanated from her dantian.
An invisible wave of energy surged around her, complementing her boiling qi and blood.
Then, Ning Zhao gently landed on the ground.
Her gaze fixed on Feng Shi.
Her lips parted, and her cold and proud words echoed throughout the area.
"I am Ning Zhao, a cultivator in the Qi Dan Realm."
"On behalf of the young master, I'm here to take your life."
...
Outside the gates of Beiluo City.
Luchang Kong retracted his gaze from his subordinates on the ground, his eyes turning red.
Suddenly, he felt a powerful force blossoming outside the city gates.
"What strange blood essence...who is the one attacking outside the city?"
Luchang Kong frowned.
Yue, lying on the ground with pale face, brightened up at once.
"Master, it's Miss Ning Zhao..."
Luchang Kong was startled.
"Nonsense, Ning Zhao is nothing but a first-class warrior. How could she possess such blood essence? Besides, isn't she protecting Fan'er?" Luchang Kong said coldly.
Yueyi looked at Luchangkong with some fear.
"Master, what the servant said is true. With the help of the immortal fate and spiritual energy from the young master, Miss Ning has reached the realm of Grandmaster and I am here to open the city gate under the young master's command."
Yueyi pursed her lips, her voice filled with both fear and stubbornness.
This time, Luchangkong was truly stunned.
Immortal fate?
Spiritual energy?
What a mess.
We martial artists don't believe in immortals or buddhas.
We only believe in qi and fists!
However, Luchangkong fell into silence again.
Because he could clearly hear the judgment-like words from Ningzhao outside the city gate.
...
Dantai Xuan stood on the observation platform pulled by several horses.
He saw a figure floating down from the top of Beiluo City, and his eyes narrowed involuntarily.
"Who is this woman?"
Dantai Xuan took a deep breath.
Her graceful figure was deeply imprinted in his mind.
However, the military officers around him couldn't name this person, even Dantai Xuan's most trusted strategist, Qingshan Ruxue, couldn't find any information about this person in the list of Grandmasters in his mind.
"There is one more Grandmaster in Beiluo City... And none of you knew?"
Dantai Xuan glanced at everyone and laughed in anger.
No wonder the three major families failed.
If he had known that there was another Grandmaster in Beiluo City, he would have planned accordingly.
He thought he had set a trap for Luchangkong, but it turned out... Luchangkong had dug a hole for him to jump into.
Luchangkong... Well done!
Dantai Xuan's face gradually darkened.
"Don't worry, Prefect. We have four Grandmasters, while Beiluo City only has two. The advantage is still on our side," Moju, the Confucian scholar, lightly laughed.
Dantai Xuan also understood this and calmed down.
However, the arrow was already on the string and had to be shot.
The attack must continue.
...
"Hahaha! ... I am Fengshi, the great general under Prefect Dantai's command. How dare you kill me?"
Fengshi laughed loudly at Ningzhao's words, glaring at her fiercely.
So what if she's a Grandmaster?!
He, Fengshi... is the number one fierce general in Beijun County!
At the next moment.
He suddenly pulled back on the reins!
The sound of horses neighing and the flying of horse manes filled the air.
However, as the hooves landed, it turned out that Fengshi was turning his horse around and fleeing, desperate to survive.
Cowardice is respect.
The four Grandmasters paused for a moment and then looked at each other solemnly.
"What realm is Qi Dan?"
"This woman claims to be a cultivator? What is a cultivator?"
The four Grandmasters exchanged glances. As the pinnacle of martial arts, they have broad knowledge, but they have never heard of Qi Dan cultivators.
"Hmph! Maybe this woman is just confusing us with her nonsense," the Grandmaster under Dantai Xuan's command coldly remarked.
At the next moment, he galloped towards Ningzhao.
The other three martial arts Grandmasters also urged their horses and charged at Ningzhao.
Despite the strange and formidable strength of Ningzhao's qi and blood, she was still just an ordinary martial arts Grandmaster.
The four Grandmasters galloped, their qi and blood shook.
They didn't leave Luchangkong behind, and now they concentrated all their energy on Ningzhao, hoping to make a name for themselves by capturing her.
Fengshi fled towards Dantai Xuan's army.
The four Grandmasters attacked Ningzhao.
However, Ningzhao's gaze remained fixed on Fengshi.
She paid no attention to the four Grandmasters.
On the city wall.
"Xiao Ni, push me towards the women's wall," Lufan whispered.
Niyu's face turned red as she tried to put away the umbrella.
"Let me do it."
However, Luo Yue walked behind Lufan and pushed the wheelchair to the recess of the women's wall.
Lufan looked into the distance and saw the fifty thousand troops of Beijun County approaching like a dark cloud.
He withdrew his gaze and focused on the battle below.
His eyes narrowed slightly, realizing that the battle below had to be resolved quickly. Otherwise, even the Grandmasters would not be able to withstand the attack of the large army.
Although Lufan cherished spiritual energy, he now had the ability to continuously refine it with the "Chuangxuan Refining Qi Chapter".
So now, he had the luxury to do so.
In the puzzled eyes of Luo Yue.
Lufan slowly raised his hand, his index finger touching his thumb, like plucking a flower.
In this battle, Ningzhao must win.
If a strand of spiritual energy is not enough.
Then another strand will be added.
Sensing the release of spiritual energy targeting Ningzhao...
A slight smile appeared on Lufan's lips as he lightly flicked his finger.
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