Chapter 692
Chapter 692
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 692
>Chapter Title: Yunze
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“Sixteen hours? So this world used to have thirty-two hours in a day?”
Hearing this, Li Huowang felt his mind growing chaotic. Some basic common knowledge was actually wrong here?
“That’s right. Dragon veins come in all sizes, but the almanac does record sixteen hours.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me before?”
“What? The almanac stuff you can buy on any street for a tael of silver—you haven’t read it? Aren’t you a Daoist? Don’t tell me you haven’t even read the Four Books and Five Classics?”
Li Huowang didn’t know how to respond for a moment, but upon second thought, it seemed perfectly reasonable. If the entire world was mad, what did a few extra hours in a day matter?
Just then, a thought popped into Li Huowang’s mind.
“What if... what if all the remaining dragon veins were gone? A world with no hours at all? What kind of world would that be?”
Li Huowang shook his head forcefully, flinging those thoughts away.
“Forget how many hours are in a day for now. The most important thing is where those three dragon veins are!!”
“Yunze.”
As soon as those words were spoken, Li Huowang quickly fetched a map of Hou Shu and examined it closely.
Hou Shu’s terrain was barren, but it wasn’t entirely without water. Within its borders lay a miasma-filled swamp shrouded in all sorts of legends—that was Yunze.
Staring at the map, Li Huowang gritted his teeth.
“It’s come to this. No more dithering. Let’s go! We’ll find those dragon veins! Eleven hours a day is short enough already.”
The situation was dire, so Li Huowang and the others set out. They weren’t the only ones—all the military forces within Hou Shu, along with reinforcements from Qingqiu, counterattacked alongside them toward the areas occupied by the Fa Cult.
No matter their individual motives, when it came to dealing with the Fa Cult, they were allies.
With Li Huowang making such a big move, the Fa Cult naturally wouldn’t sit idly by. In an instant, the whole of Hou Shu descended into chaos.
Across the barren Gobi, everyone rode their horses, charging madly toward Yunze.
Just as this group plunged into a depression in the ground, the earth suddenly cracked open, revealing a bottomless black pit.
But before anything from below could react, something bizarre happened—the riders had no foothold at all and kept riding in midair.
A deathly pale hand wearing a jade thumb ring on its thumb plunged into Li Huowang’s head. As he moved, it slid out from the back of his skull.
“Mirage. Xuanyin’s handiwork. He’s not here.”
Meanwhile, the real Li Huowang and the others had already arrived at the outskirts of Yunze.
Naturally, the Fa Cult wouldn’t let them approach easily. By now, the perimeter of Yunze had turned into a full battlefield—Fa Cult defending, Hou Shu and Qingqiu attacking.
It was like a massive stone mill, shoving living people in one side and grinding out death along with severed limbs on the other. Even the heavens seemed unwilling to witness the scene, sending down a drizzle.
As the rain grew heavier, more and more bodies piled up on the battlefield. The downpour hammered into the blood-soaked ground, shrouding the entire Yunze in a layer of bloody mist.
“Die!!”
Li Huowang, his body covered in tentacles, roared furiously as he charged through the crowd, leaving a trail of corpses in his wake.
Yet no matter how many he killed, the Fa Cult followers seemed endless, swarming like insects in a suicidal frenzy.
Pushing straight through like this, Li Huowang and the others finally reached the edge of Yunze.
Seeing the other Celestial Supervisors heading inside, Li Huowang didn’t linger on the periphery either. He led the others straight into Yunze.
“This way! Over here!”
Xuanyin’s Shangguan Yuting kept directing Li Huowang through the muddy swamp.
Away from the battlefield, the surroundings of Yunze fell quiet. But this didn’t mean it was safe—in fact, it grew even more perilous.
“Pfft!”
Two invisible arrows shot out from a nearby pool, piercing Li Huowang’s back at blinding speed and bursting out through his chest.
Li Huowang, gripping his sword with its purple tassel, spun around and glared coldly at the pool. Peng Longteng’s massive figure smashed into it, sending water splashing everywhere. Soon, the pool’s water turned blood-red at a rapid pace.
To avoid further ambushes, a small bump quickly swelled on the back of Li Huowang’s head, splitting open as Li Sui’s double-pupiled eye emerged, watching his blind spot.
Li Huowang gripped the invisible arrow in his chest with one hand and yanked it out. He walked to the pool’s edge and stared at his reflection, his expression tinged with hesitation.
“Ji Zai, what exactly are you doing? With three dragon veins gone, are you really just going to sit back and watch? What about the preparations you mentioned before?”
But Ji Zai still gave no response. Disappointment flickered across Li Huowang’s face. He really wanted to know what Ji Zai was up to now. Was there anything more important than dealing with the Fa Cult?
“Watch out. Zheng Boqiao’s run into some tough customers over there.”
Xuanyin’s figure appeared beside Li Huowang.
Seeing the others’ reactions, Li Huowang realized this was just Xuanyin’s illusion—his real body was elsewhere.
“Even with the military holding off the Fa Cult’s cannon fodder, they’ve still got plenty of elites inside.”
“Aren’t you a bit late saying that? Regroup. We don’t want the Fa Cult picking us off one by one.”
“You’re underestimating the Celestial Supervisors a little too much. They’re fine. If there’s a real encirclement, I’ll send others to help. I’m telling you this so you stay vigilant. Here.”
Xuanyin extended his hand, presenting Li Huowang with an old wooden box.
“What’s this?”
Li Huowang reached out and took it. Strangely, though Xuanyin’s body was illusory, the box in his hand was solid.
“Some innate primordial qi, gathered from Hou Shu. Use it when you find the dragon veins. There’s not much this time—heart elements are just too scarce, and quite a few got wasted.”
Li Huowang’s expression grew extremely complicated as he glanced at the red box before tucking it into his robes.
Suddenly, Li Huowang’s head tilted on its own, dodging a locust stone shot from behind. As he turned, he spotted a stone statue frozen motionless not far away.
Li Huowang frowned, drew his copper coin sword, and slashed toward it. The statue shattered instantly, dark green worms splattering out in all directions.
It had looked like stone, but it wasn’t—it was more like a humanoid cocoon.
“Senior Brother Li.”
Bai Lingmiao spoke up from beside him.
“There’s a ton more of these things in the distance. Lots and lots.”
Hearing this, Li Huowang turned to Xuanyin beside him.
“Tell them to watch themselves. Looks like the Fa Cult prepared a feast for our arrival.”
(End of chapter)