Journey to the West: The Mountain Shaker

Chapter 104 Battle of Rotten Peach Peak 8

Is this going to be a head-on confrontation?

A Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivator going head-to-head with a Golden Core level giant bird?

Both were moving at extremely high speeds, and in the blink of an eye, before everyone could even wonder what was going on, the two had already met in mid-air.

Under Xu Xiaolin's conscious control, the giant bird paused slightly, and its two giant claws reached out to grab Cai Fei from the left and right.

Cai Fei hadn't expected that this was exactly the moment he stopped!

The cockroaches are dancing!

Beneath the enormous bird's body, a figure vanished in an incredibly eerie flash. When he reappeared, Cai Fei was already standing on the bird's wing. In the final flash, he was sitting cross-legged on the giant bird's head, one hand resting on its crown.

In its frenzy, the giant bird violently flapped its wings, cried out to the sky, and frantically shook its head, trying to throw Cai Fei off its body.

But at this moment, Cai Fei's body was controlled by Li Zhu. What kind of person was he? He let the giant bird thrash wildly, his body swinging up and down and left and right, while he held the bird's feathers tightly with one hand and pressed the other hand against the top of the giant bird's head.

Cai Fei's consciousness shrank to a corner of his mind, feeling his body being controlled by another will. The feeling was strange—like sitting in a speeding carriage, but the reins were in someone else's hands.

Of course, such an opportunity to observe top-level experts controlling their divine sense and spiritual power at such close range is a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

It should be noted that what is controlling his body at this moment is not Li Zhu's divine consciousness—Li Zhu only left a trace of will in his sea of ​​consciousness through the dream. This will controls the seed of the soul, and then the seed of the soul controls Cai Fei's body.

Despite this turn of events, Li Zhu was still able to manipulate this body to perform exquisite movements. Whether it was the cockroach dance's leaps and bounds or the subtle control over the bird's head, it far surpassed Cai Fei's own abilities.

Cai Fei benefited greatly!

Meanwhile, countless onlookers both above and below the sky were puzzled.

Is Cai training birds?

What on earth is he doing?!

This bird is untrainable—it's not alive! It'll self-destruct soon!

Amidst the doubts of countless people, the divine consciousness carrying Li Zhu's will finally broke into the giant bird's remnant soul and annihilated it in an instant.

Once the remnant soul is destroyed, the bird body will soon self-destruct. Li Zhu immediately leaves Cai Fei's sea of ​​consciousness and turns to control the giant bird.

Before leaving, Li Zhu left Cai Fei with the last words: "Jump, Guo Xiqin is nearby. This period will be a bit difficult and tough, but I believe in you, you can get through it."

Didn't we win?

What's so difficult? What's so bitter?

Cai Fei was a little puzzled, but he didn't have time to ask. He glanced around and sure enough, Guo Xiqin was hovering a hundred feet away on his sword.

"Goodbye," Li Zhu said, uttering the last two words.

Cai Fei immediately took to the air, leaping off the bird's head. With a flap of the giant bird's wings, a gust of wind arose, carrying him towards Guo Xiqin's location.

At this moment, Cai Fei also understood what Li Zhu meant by "difficulty and suffering"!

After consuming the Leopard Fetus Pill, his strength increased by 20-30% out of thin air. In the past few breaths, Li Zhu pushed the spiritual power within his body to its limit.

The moment Li Zhu withdrew, his dantian collapsed like an overloaded carriage. Spiritual energy poured into his dantian like water bursting its banks, and the nine kinds of spiritual energy mixed together in chaos, causing him to instantly suffer a qi deviation!

On the other side, after seeing Cai Fei off, the giant bird's huge eyes darted around blankly before it looked up at Xu Xiaolin, who was a hundred feet away.

not good!!

The giant bird's emotionless gaze startled Xu Xiaolin, sending a chill down his spine. He realized he had lost contact with the bird and, without a second thought, turned the Silver Leaf Swallow around and fled at full speed.

"run!"

He flew swiftly to a distance of several dozen feet before leaving this single word to the thirteen cultivators gathered around him.

After a moment of surprise, the thirteen cultivators scattered and fled.

But it was too late. The speed of a Golden Core level bird demon was incredible. With a flap of its huge wings, the giant bird had already pounced on the thirteen cultivators in an instant.

"boom!!!!"

After a deafening roar, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the violent shockwave made the clothes of people watching from miles away flutter wildly.

Rotten Peach Peak, which was closer to the explosion point, was hit like by a hurricane. A large number of trees were destroyed, and all the cultivators on the mountain were knocked to the ground. Chu Zhengshan, who was seriously injured and lying on the ground, was swept far away and crashed heavily into a boulder.

The only survivor was the small stone house. Over the past period, it had been reinforced with countless sturdy runes, but the gale swept in through the window and first threw Sun Juxian, who had been guarding the south window, out of the north window and threw him far down the mountain.

Then they lifted the bed along with Xu Ping'an and slammed it against the wall. The few stools they had were also smashed, leaving the room in a mess.

In the air, after the flames dissipated, all thirteen cultivators had vanished, leaving only two objects plummeting rapidly from the sky.

Xu Xiaolin fell on the eastern edge—along with his Silver Leaf Swallow! It's unclear what he used for defense, but he managed to keep both himself and the Silver Leaf Swallow safe, though he was now unconscious from the massive shockwave.

Cai Fei fell from the western edge. Because he was protected by the Life Soul Talisman, he survived. However, after going into a state of demonic possession, he suffered a huge impact, causing his internal organs to shift and causing him to vomit blood in mid-air.

Two sword lights flashed past, catching the two falling figures, Bao Xingqian and Guo Xiqin respectively.

All his fellow disciples had died tragically, but Bao Xingqian had no time to grieve. After receiving the Silver Leaf Swallow, he turned and left, his flying sword speeding towards the north.

After catching Cai Fei, Guo Xiqin knew something was wrong. He immediately applied the third-tier healing talisman given to him by Fang Yingyue, and then soared into the sky, flying straight to Huaguo Mountain in the south.

After an incense stick had burned, all the enemy cultivators had retreated, and the cultivators of Rotten Peach Peak began to clean up the mess.

With the combined use of clearing and earth-shaking techniques, broken trees and rubble were quickly cleared away, potholes in the ground were filled, and cracks in the walls were closed up again...

The stone house was quickly emptied and cleaned, as if the fierce battle had never happened. The old mountain lord, Xu Ping'an, was carefully placed on a large futon, covered with a thin blanket. The impact had broken several of his ribs and aggravated his injuries, but although his face was pale, his breathing was now steady.

Cai Fei was unharmed and had been rescued and taken back to Huaguo Mountain for treatment—that's what people told him, so the old mountain lord was in a peaceful and joyful mood at this moment.

People came to the small stone house in an endless stream. In addition to visiting and comforting them, many expressed their desire to join Wujialing.

First was Zeng Fuhu. He silently walked to the prayer mat, clasped his hands in greeting, and knelt on one knee. He didn't say anything grand or heroic, but simply said in a low voice, "Zeng Fuhu is all alone and has nowhere to go. I hope the old mountain lord will take him in from now on."

The second was Sun Juxian, an honest man who didn't say a word, but simply clasped his hands in greeting and then knelt on one knee beside Zeng Fuhu.

Then, one after another, the rogue cultivators who came to help entered. There were burly men with fierce faces, taciturn middle-aged swordsmen, and injured cultivators with bandages on their bodies.

Some knelt, some bowed, some remained silent, and some spoke passionately, but they all shared the same sentiment—they were willing to join Wujialing and raise this great banner of resistance against the stars and moon.

Overnight, Wujialing gained more than ten cultivators, most of whom were at the late stage of Qi Refining, resulting in a surge in their strength. Wujialing was transformed into Wujiazhai overnight!

Joy is accompanied by sorrow.

This time, Chu Family Village suffered the greatest casualties among the thirteen families, with seven cultivators and hundreds of ordinary people killed.

That night, everyone rushed to the summit of the main peak.

More than thirty cultivators and countless ordinary people knelt in rows outside the bamboo house.

Inside the bamboo house, Chu Zhengshan was entering his final moments of lucidity.

"100 years have passed. I was only 17 that year, you know, and it was the same... Countless immortals and Buddhas, all kinds of majestic mounts, luxurious and exquisite chariots, and millions of heavenly soldiers stretched all the way to the horizon, a dark and suffocating sight." Chu Zhengshan murmured softly as he stared at the rooftop.

"They dug a huge trap for him, but he still came anyway, alone with a stick, soaring into the sky, beating the old rabbit half to death with one blow, and making Buddha enter Nirvana with another... How majestic!"

The old man seemed lost in memories of the past. After a moment of silence, he turned his head to the Chu family elites kneeling on the ground. His eyes looked around listlessly, finally settling on Chu Huihui and Chu Zhiyin, who were kneeling beside him. He instructed them, "Follow him. Don't lose him again. He is the glory of our Chu family."

Both Chu Huihui and Chu Zhiyin nodded with tears in their eyes.

"Snow weighs down the bamboo branches, yet they do not touch the mud. When the red sun rises again, they remain..."

The old elder slowly recited the poem he had memorized his whole life, but before he could utter the words "Tianqi," his head tilted to the side, and he fell silent.

Chu Huihui knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, while Chu Zhiyin held the old elder's gradually cooling body, trembling all over.

The night breeze rustled through the bamboo grove.

A moment later, Chu Huihui stopped crying, walked out of the bamboo house, and used her hearing magic to shout to the sky, "May the old elder rest in peace!"

A wave of grief swept across the mountainside and below, with countless people weeping and shouting, "May the old elder rest in peace!"