nyslfriends Chapter 1876 The Cultivator Army Moves Out!
Chapter 1876 The Cultivator Army Moves Out!
"even!
"It's not impossible that one day in the future, we might even surpass the magnificent spiritual eras described in ancient texts!"
After Old Wang finished speaking, the spirit field fell silent.
Dozens of Qi Refining stage cultivators were stunned, standing there blankly.
They seemed to have forgotten what they were doing, their jade shovels or earthworm seedlings remaining still.
Their hearts trembled violently, as if struck by a heavy hammer.
A golden age of spiritual energy surpassing even the ancient times?
What a sight that was!
Legend has it that in those days, the land was abundant with spiritual herbs, cultivation was as simple as breathing, and powerful beings emerged in great numbers...
This is a fairyland that almost no cultivator at the lowest level would dare to describe in their dreams!
This tiny, inconspicuous "Earth Element Grass," which they even secretly complained about, actually carried such grand and distant expectations.
"Really...really?"
After a long pause, a young cultivator finally asked in a hoarse voice, his voice trembling with disbelief.
"Of course it's true." Old Wang nodded solemnly.
"I dare to swear on my inner demons, these are indeed the words of that Foundation Establishment senior in his spare time."
The senior member also said that this was a consensus among the association's senior management.
It is also one of the fundamental plans for the establishment of the association.
Even though we are at the bottom of society, we should understand its significance and do our best to complete the planting, without being perfunctory.
The shock of receiving such a positive answer from Mr. Wang was even greater.
When he looked at the gray-green Earth Element Grass seedling in his hand and the spiritual field under his feet, his gaze was somewhat different.
however!
Just as everyone was immersed in the awe and reverie of "benefits for generations to come," their hearts surging with emotion, preparing to resume their work and discuss this distant blueprint...
"Look, everyone! What's that?!"
The young cultivator who had just asked the question suddenly raised his head, his finger trembling as he pointed towards the cultivator association branch a thousand feet away outside the spirit field.
The voice rose in shock, even cracking slightly, as he exclaimed!
next moment.
Almost instinctively, all the Qi Refining cultivators in the spirit field turned their heads to look in the direction the boy had pointed.
A thousand feet away, in the solemn and towering hall complex of the Cultivator Association branch, the gate of the special passage on the side suddenly burst open!
Then,
A black torrent, like a silent steel behemoth, surged forth!
That was clearly an army of cultivators!
There were only a few people, about a hundred.
But their movements were perfectly synchronized and swift, from the moment they poured out of the gate to when they were fully lined up.
Then they transformed into streaks of light of various colors and soared into the sky. The whole process was so fast that it was dazzling.
It was completed in less than a breath!
More than a hundred figures, their auras linked, coalesced into a soaring pressure that rose into the sky!
Even if they are thousands of feet apart...
The Qi Refining cultivators in the spirit field could also clearly feel the overwhelming, suffocating power emanating from it.
Among them, the one with the lowest cultivation level was none other than the Foundation Establishment stage!
Furthermore, the auras of dozens of Golden Core cultivators shone as brightly as small suns!
The leading figures exuded a vast and mysterious spiritual pressure; even a fleeting glimpse of them was enough to send shivers down the spines of these Qi Refining cultivators.
That's... a Nascent Soul True Monarch?!
This formidable team was focused, swift, and decisive.
Almost the instant they burst out of the branch and saw their formation, they transformed into a dense streak of light, shooting off in a certain direction outside the immortal city.
Only the lingering ripples of spiritual energy in the air and the chilling, ominous aftertaste remained.
Until that streak of light completely disappeared into the distance...
The deathly silence in the spirit field was finally broken.
"That...that was..."
A monk swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice hoarse.
"It's the elders from the Monks' Association!"
What a terrifying aura!
I almost couldn't breathe!
Another young cultivator turned pale and patted his chest.
"Which department of the Monks' Guild is this?"
Why have I never seen such a large-scale mobilization of powerful figures in the city before?
Some people were surprised and uncertain.
"Hiss... Look at that makeup and murderous aura, and that speed of movement... I think I remember it."
The burly, middle-aged man frowned, trying hard to recall.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
"I remember now!"
I once had the privilege of witnessing a similar procession leaving the city through the North Gate, and a senior bystander mentioned it to me...
These must be cultivators from the 'Conquest Department' directly under the Cultivator Association!
"The Conquest Department?"
Some young Qi Refining cultivators were unfamiliar with the name and murmured it repeatedly.
At this moment, the old Taoist priest, who had been wearing a faded blue robe and appeared rather composed, spoke up.
He stroked his beard, his eyes showing both seriousness and a hint of understanding:
"I have heard some of those things."
It is said that under the Zhenhai Immortal City headquarters, each large immortal city branch has a 'Conquest Department'.
Medium-sized immortal cities are governed by a 'Conquest Division,' while small immortal cities and important strongholds also have corresponding 'Conquest Divisions' or 'Conquest Bureaus.'
"Just like the 'Spirit Field Department' and 'Mission Hall' that we are currently dealing with, these are all subordinate organizations of the branch."
Each level of immortal city has its own subordinate departments, each responsible for different affairs.
The old Taoist priest in the green robe suddenly changed the subject, his tone becoming low and somber:
"But unlike the Lingtian Department and other departments that handle daily affairs, this 'Conquest Department'... has an extraordinary origin."
It is not entirely under the jurisdiction of the Conquest Department within the Holy City, but rather directly under the 'Conquest Hall' of the Cultivator Association headquarters!
It is a subordinate organization of the Conquest Hall, and is under its direct command.
It is said that the Hall Master of the Conquest Hall at headquarters is a powerful figure whose mere presence shakes the entire cultivation world.
"It's... a half-saint level expert!"
"A half-saint?!"
Some people exclaimed in surprise; it was a realm they could not even imagine.
“That’s right.” The old Taoist priest in the green robe nodded.
Moreover, as the name suggests, the word "conquest" already fully expresses its responsibility.
This department is dedicated to external affairs!
To conquer the disobedient, to kill the rebels, and to suppress the great scourge.
They rarely conduct large-scale operations openly within the Immortal City, but when they do, it's always something major, and there will inevitably be fighting!
Upon hearing this, another Qi Refining cultivator next to him slapped his forehead and echoed:
"Yep!
Now that you mention it, I remember now!
Indeed, some scattered rumors circulated in the teahouses and taverns of Xiancheng.
It is said that the cultivators in this conquest department are all battle-hardened elites who are constantly on dangerous missions.
Either it's to deal with those unruly and wicked cultivation families and sects,
Either they would wipe out the roaming evil cultivators and bandits,
They might even have to participate in the suppression of demons on the front lines of the demon race or in the forbidden sea of purgatory!
In short, their every move often means... war is about to break out!
"War?!" Upon hearing this, Old Wang's wrinkles seemed to deepen, and his expression became worried.
"Could it be... that the Cultivator Association is about to launch another large-scale military campaign?"
"This peace has only lasted for a few years..."
"Hmm, judging from the situation just now, it's highly likely!"
The old Taoist priest in the green robe nodded slightly, his expression solemn, and echoed,
"Those cultivators from the Conquest Division were all filled with murderous intent, their spiritual power contained yet restrained, their eyes sharp as knives."
It doesn't look like a normal transfer at all.
There must be an urgent battle going on!
"I just don't know if the sword is aimed at the demon race this time?"
Or... perhaps, like many years ago, we could unite the three major alliances to suppress the endless purgatory demons in the Forbidden Sea?
The middle-aged man guessed, his tone tinged with unease.
"Ugh……"
Old Wang sighed deeply, shook his head, and gazed in the direction where the cultivators from the Conquest Department had disappeared.
"This world... is truly a time of great turmoil."
It is rare that the association is promoting the cultivation of *Gnaphalium affine*, which is beneficial for generations to come.
But who knows how long the flames of war will burn, and how many lives it will claim.
The atmosphere in the sacred fields...
The awe and anticipation of the "grand plan" just moments before instantly turned into worry and helplessness about the turbulent reality.
After a moment of silence, the old Taoist priest in the green robe forced a smile, trying to comfort everyone, and also himself:
"Never mind, fellow Daoists, there's no need to worry too much."
When the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up.
With such a powerful army as the Conquest Department, the Association is sure to quell the chaos.
Such momentous events are ultimately too far removed from us struggling Qi Refining cultivators.
That being said,
The middle-aged man scratched his head and said in a deep voice,
"But when the city gate catches fire, the fish in the moat suffer as well."
If the war goes badly and the consequences spread, or if martial law is declared in the immortal city, prices skyrocket, or missions are changed...
Our lives will probably be even harder.
"Brother Chen is absolutely right."
The middle-aged female cultivator, who had been mostly silent, finally spoke, her expression cautious.
"In my opinion, just in case, we should make plans as soon as possible."
Once we've completed the task of planting the Earth Element Grass and received the association's contribution points and spirit stone subsidies, why don't we head to the relatively peaceful immortal city in the inland heartland for a while?
I've heard that things are relatively peaceful in 'Qinglin Immortal City' lately, and it's easier to find work as a spirit plant grower.
This suggestion immediately received a lot of support.
"That makes sense! Better safe than sorry!"
"Yes, anyway, once this mission is completed, the next round of planting will be three months from now."
"Everyone, give it your all, work faster and faster, and finish planting this spirit field as soon as possible!"
"Yes! The sooner we finish, the sooner we can get ready!"
"it is good!"
"..."
After a brief discussion, everyone suppressed their unease and chaotic thoughts, bent down again, and picked up the jade shovel and the seedlings of the Earth Element Grass.
However, their movements were noticeably faster.
The conversation also quieted down.
Everyone's face showed an eagerness to complete the task.
as well as···
A lingering concern about the uncertainties of the future.
···
With the Monks' Association's Conquest Hall moving with lightning speed...
A storm of reckoning has quietly swept through the entire cultivation world.
Those ancient forces that once dominated their respective territories, relying on their deep-rooted power and influence, were now untouchable.
Even the ancient and proud immortal race,
Under the unparalleled might of the Conquest Hall, none could escape, and all faced the iron-fisted and ruthless purge by the Cultivator Association.
The sound of the wind sent shivers down the spines of the cultivation world!
No one dared to defy its might; they could only cower and await orders!
The Endless Sea, deep in the outer ocean.
This place is vast and misty, with towering waves, and is constantly shrouded in dense sea fog and violent spiritual energy.
Even ordinary cultivators who have successfully established their foundation would not dare to venture deep into this sea area!
Legend has it that there are not only giant sea monsters that devour cultivators, but also dangerous restrictions left over from ancient times, making this the most dangerous place in this sea area.
at this time!
At the edge of the sky over a certain sea area, above the once crystal-clear firmament...
Suddenly, a tiny black dot appeared out of nowhere.
Like a drop of ink falling onto rice paper, it is silent and still, yet carries an indescribable sense of oppression.
Then,
A faint sound of wind and thunder rumbled from the direction of the black dot, as if thousands of thunderbolts were lurking and surging behind the clouds.
Deep and resonant, it pierced through the howling sea wind and echoed slowly over the vast ocean.
The situation changed drastically in the next moment.
The faint sounds of wind and thunder suddenly surged, transforming into a deafening roar that echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
The giant waves crashed against the sound waves with a deafening roar, sending up sprays of water several meters high, and even the sea mist was shaken apart.
The black dot that appeared out of nowhere expanded rapidly amidst the sounds of wind and thunder.
In an instant, it transformed into a colossal warship that blotted out the sky.
Like a mountain suspended in mid-air, it stretches across the sky, exuding a majestic aura that makes one's heart tremble.
The warship was surrounded by a dazzling aura, with runes faintly flashing within its swirling light.
It exudes a vast and majestic aura, completely shutting out the surrounding raging sea winds and sea fog.
On either side of the warship's hull, intricate and mysterious patterns of different designs were branded, the lines of which were deep and profound.
It seems to contain the ultimate truths of the universe, with a faint spiritual light flowing through it, revealing its extraordinary origin.
The pattern on one side is a coiled five-clawed golden dragon, lifelike, which is the symbol of the Cultivator Association, symbolizing the association's supreme authority.
The patterns branded on the other side of the warship
It was a battle sword pointing straight to the sky, its blade sharp and chilling, its surface wreathed in lightning patterns.
It is the symbol of the Hall of Conquest, representing the invincible and unstoppable power of conquest.
Not bad!
This is precisely the main force of the Monks' Association in its external conquests!
At this moment, a chilling atmosphere permeated the deck of the massive warship, where tall, imposing figures stood silently.
His posture was as upright as a pine tree, and his aura was vast and powerful!
Like sculptures, their gazes, sharp as eagles, were fixed intently on the boundless sea in the distance.
Its spiritual energy was restrained yet difficult to conceal, subtly weaving into an invisible net of oppressive power that was suffocating.
They varied in height, weight, and appearance, each possessing their own unique aura. However, the black armor they wore was largely the same. The armor was made of tough material, with defensive runes engraved on its surface. It felt cool to the touch and gleamed with a cold metallic luster.
This is the standard battle armor exclusive to the Conquest Department of the Cultivator Association. It has been tempered by countless battles and can withstand the full force of a Golden Core cultivator!
It is also a symbol of the status of a cultivator in the Conquest Hall.
but!
Among these imposing figures clad in black armor...
Two cultivators in long robes stood out, their presence incongruous with the surrounding chilling atmosphere, yet they firmly occupied the front of the deck with their own aura.
If there were any knowledgeable cultivators present, they would surely have recognized his origins at a glance from that robe...
...(End of this chapter)