My bathroom leads to the celestial realm.

65. Keeping one's merits and fame hidden.

Xu Yan glanced around and saw that, apart from Daoist Cheng, there were several Qi Refining cultivators present.

He couldn't help but think to himself, those demonic cultivators were at least at the Foundation Establishment stage, what use would a few Qi Refining cultivators be if they really broke in?

No wonder that guy surnamed Yuan kept pressing Master Cheng; the root of the problem was right there!

"Nothing much has happened these past few days, right?" Xu Yan asked quietly.

Master Cheng said with great concern: "Those few demon brats come to harass us every day, consuming too many spirit stones. Fellow Daoist Yuan has decided to shrink the formation and abandon the outer city."

The city's protective formation is too large; just maintaining its operation consumes a lot of spirit stones. Although the demonic cultivators cannot break the formation, each attack consumes even more spirit stones!

Cuizhou is not a large city, and its spirit stone reserves are limited. After several days of consumption, there are not many left, and the only way to continue is to shrink the formation.

Xu Yan glanced at the array core subconsciously and sure enough, he saw several spirit stones the size of watermelons.

Although this stuff isn't directly circulated, it's a key ingredient for refining spiritual techniques, and it's extremely precious!

Using modern concepts as an analogy, ordinary formations are like yachts, fueled by refined foods like gasoline and diesel; large formations are like cargo ships, which can only burn coarse fuels like heavy oil.

The main selling point is that it's suitable for everyone.

Master Cheng suddenly switched to telepathy: "Mo Ting, if the situation is hopeless, you must prioritize your own safety and absolutely must not act rashly!"

The implication is that you should run as far and as fast as you can, and never stubbornly fight the demonic cultivators to the death.

Xu Yan was stunned, and also transmitted his voice, "Senior..."

Master Cheng waved his hand to stop him: "There's no need to persuade me. I'm old and frail, and my identity as a disciple of Shenxiao has been exposed. Even if I leave, where can I go?"

Xu Yan... no, are the disciples of Shenxiao Sect in such danger?

Master Cheng took out several jade slips: "I have taught you everything I have learned in my life, and I have no regrets in this life!"

He originally wanted to give some instructions, such as to make the Shenxiao Sect flourish, but he swallowed the words back down.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings; let nature take its course.

Xu Yan asked, puzzled, "Has it already come to this? What about the cultivators from Thousand Heron Island? Weren't they supposed to arrive in the next few days?"

Qianlu Island is the immortal sect that effectively controls Cuizhou City. Daoist Yicheng smiled bitterly, "They said it would be in the next few days, but we haven't seen a single person yet!"

Xu Yan was lost in thought: "Was something wrong that caused the delay, or was the message never delivered at all?"

Master Cheng shook his head, then said frankly, "Mo Ting, thanks to you, with these jade talismans, even if a Golden Core cultivator manages to break in, I'm confident I can escape... Hmm?"

He suddenly looked up at the sky, his eyes gleaming.

Xu Yan looked up and saw two beams of light swirling and battling fiercely in the sky. One beam was warm white, majestic and righteous; the other was filled with bloody energy, sinister and eerie.

The great writer Xu felt it was a strange feeling.

Speak of the devil and he appears; isn't that a coincidence?

A hearty laugh suddenly erupted from the city lord's mansion: "Fellow Daoist Yuan, our sect's Uncle Tian has arrived! Let's go out and meet those demonic cultivators!"

"good!"

Master Cheng readily agreed, and two sword lights soared into the sky.

Master Cheng's Thunder Abyss Sword was white with a bluish tinge, while Lord Yuan's Spirit Wandering Sword was white with a yellowish tinge.

Upon seeing this, the three Blood Demon Sect Foundation Establishment cultivators rushed forward. Shangguan Yang, who was at the front, patted his chest several times, and a thick layer of blood light immediately enveloped his body. He then took out a heavy shield and held it in front of him.

Yue Qianshan followed closely behind, his magic incantations transforming into streaks of blood arrows aimed directly at Cheng and Yuan.

Thirteen Sister lagged behind, brandishing a blood-red three-pronged fork, glaring menacingly, waiting for her chance to strike.

Xu Yan raised an eyebrow.

Good grief, a tank, a damage dealer, and an assassin?

The evil cult is playing some pretty fancy tricks!

Yuan Heng remained fearless, and using some kind of magical artifact, a bell-shaped phantom enveloped him, making him invincible. He then raised his hand and unleashed a beam of azure light, which struck Shangguan Yang's shield, causing the blood energy around Shangguan Yang to tremble violently, and sending him flying dozens of feet into the air.

At the same time, Master Cheng crushed a golden armor talisman and waved his hand to release several bolts of lightning, which dispersed the incoming blood arrows.

The first round ended in a draw!

Then both sides displayed their extraordinary abilities, with flashes of blood, green light, and lightning striking back and forth, dazzling the onlookers and causing them to hold their breath in suspense for Cheng and Yuan.

Xu Yan rolled his eyes. "Fine, so you're all just standing still and exchanging blows, right? You're a disgrace to cultivators!"

In contrast, the confrontation between the two Golden Core cultivators was much more interesting. Two sword lights danced in the sky like dragons, constantly searching for each other's weaknesses, and occasionally unleashing a few spells to clash.

The two sides were evenly matched, and it was somewhat like a dogfight between fighter jets.

Both battlefields are in a probing phase, and both sides are being very cautious.

However, the Blood Demon Cult has a larger number of members, and given enough time, it could very well become the key to victory.

Xu Yan felt he could do something, so he quietly slipped back to the guest courtyard. After looking around but not finding a suitable spot, he simply climbed onto the roof beam, removed a few roof tiles, and opened a skylight.

He took out a 10-gun sniper rifle, loaded it, and silently aimed at Thirteen, who was always lurking on the edge of the battlefield.

Although she never made a move, she always appeared behind and to the sides of Cheng and Yuan, making them wary and hesitant to go all out.

Xu Yan took a deep breath, aimed at the scope, and steadily captured Thirteen Sister.

The woman intended to walk around Cheng and Yuan from their sides to their backs, but suddenly felt a chill down her spine, as if something had pierced her senses.

An inexplicable sense of crisis made her make a decisive move, and she immediately flew away from the battlefield.

Xu Yan was quite surprised; this woman's sixth sense was amazing!

Thirteen Sister's retreat was not a big deal, but it broke the original balance. Cheng and Yuan no longer cared about what was behind them. Yuan Heng fired several beams of green light, which made Shangguan Yang retreat continuously.

Master Cheng also seized the opportunity, unleashing two fifth-tier lightning-summoning talismans in succession. Ten bolts of lightning tore through the sky and struck Shangguan Yang simultaneously.

It not only shattered the shield, but also dispersed the blood-red light.

With his mouth full of blood, Shangguan Yang turned and left without uttering a sound.

Xu Yan secretly gave a thumbs up. If these two had chosen different opponents, they might not have been able to secure victory in one fell swoop, but by injuring Shangguan Yang, they immediately opened up the situation!

As expected, upon seeing this, Yue Qianshan fled without hesitation.

Thirteen Sister didn't even turn her head back, and rushed up the line even faster than Shangguan Yang.

Xu Yan couldn't help but complain: "Okay, when disaster strikes, everyone flies away. All I have to do is run ahead of my teammates, right?"

The city erupted in thunderous cheers, and countless people spread the news, weeping with joy.

We won! We finally won!

Cheng and Yuan did not pursue, but instead turned their attention to the Golden Core battlefield.

They dared not approach, instead keeping a distance on the perimeter, occasionally casting spells or talismans to harass the enemy.

The thought of a toad landing on his foot infuriated Lin Muyuan, but every time he tried to turn back and deal with Cheng and Yuan, he was entangled by the Golden Core cultivator surnamed Tian from Qianlu Island.

Knowing he couldn't gain any advantage today, Lin Muyuan let out a long roar and suddenly transformed into a streak of blood, escaping the battlefield.

The Golden Core cultivator surnamed Tian also transformed into a warm white light and chased after it, leaving Cheng and Yuan with helpless sighs.

Even if they ran until their legs broke, they still couldn't catch up with Jin Dan's pace.

Cheng and Yuan landed slowly, the city-protecting formation closed, and the light membrane slowly disappeared.

Xu Yan put away the 10-sniper rifle and chuckled.

When I went to the clothes, I learned the name and the name.

Nobody knows what role he played, but it's not bad to be an unsung hero!