bullyxtreme V.4.281. Return to the Cangzhou Mountain
V.4.281. Return to the Cangzhou Mountain
The sun’s rays fall gently upon the Cangzhou Mountains, while mist rising from the valleys mingles with drifting spring clouds, making the entire range appear as if it belongs to a distant fairyland.Yu Diexin’s face shifts back to her original appearance, revealing the distinct features of the Cangzhou Mountain people, while only her eyes remain unchanged, still carrying their familiar depth.
She steps down from her carriage and approaches the commander of the Song Kingdom’s army, the Seventh Prince, Song Yuanheng.
A trace of surprise appears on her face as she smiles and asks, “Yuanheng, what are you doing here? I heard you had gone to the Western Desert battlefield.”
Yuanheng replies calmly, “I returned a few months ago, and when I heard that you were coming here to reclaim your family’s city, I decided to come and help.”
Diexin nods gently.
“Thank you.”
Her gaze then shifts toward the old man standing beside Yuanheng, and a question arises in her mind.
Why do some Soul Awakening cultivators choose to appear as old men?
She now understands clearly what changes occur after reaching the Soul Awakening Stage.
Their bodies are freed from the limits of mortal lifespan and begin evolving toward a longevity race, though until they reach the Saint Stage, that transformation remains incomplete.
Even so, they can maintain a youthful appearance until their final breath.
There is no real need to appear aged.
But she does not reveal these thoughts.
Instead, she bows lightly and says, “Thank you for coming to assist us.”
She deliberately says , not .
Because, unlike Yuanheng, who came for her sake, the others are here for a different reason,
To stand on the favourable side of Merin.
The old men respond respectfully, “Madam, please do not bow. It is our duty to assist the Marquis.”
Diexin nods.
“Then let us proceed into the mountains.”
Yuanheng inclines his head and steps aside.
Diexin sends a spirit transmission to Ziqi.
“Enter the mountains.”
Moments later, horns begin to sound one after another, echoing through the valleys as the army advances through multiple mountain paths, all heading toward Yulan City.
In a wide valley ahead, two massive armies stand facing each other, their formations stretching across the land like opposing tides ready to collide.
On one side, banners bearing the emblem of Dragon City flutter fiercely in the wind, their presence carrying a sense of rising dominance.
On the other hand, the flags of Yulan City and the Holy Gu Sect wave together, their aura heavy with ancient power and deep-rooted hostility.
For a brief moment,
Silence.
Then,
The horns sound from both sides.
Deep.
Thunderous.
The valley trembles.
“Charge!”
Like two storms colliding, thousands surge forward at once, the ground shaking beneath their feet as the distance between them vanishes in seconds.
The first clash,
Explodes.
Steel meets steel.
Qi meets Qi.
Dragon City’s cultivators unleash the Virtual Dragon Qi, their bodies shimmering faintly as the energy flows through them, analysing their opponents in real time.
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In an instant, their techniques adapt.
Flames erupt from their strikes.
Water coils around their blades.
Wind accelerates their movements.
Earth hardens its defences.
Each soldier becomes fluid,
Changing.
Responding.
Evolving with every exchange.
Across from them, the cultivators of Yulan City and the Holy Gu Sect release waves of Wood Qi and Poison Qi, the battlefield quickly transforming into a deadly domain.
Roots burst from the ground, twisting and coiling like serpents, attempting to bind and crush the advancing forces.
Green mist spreads through the air, thick with poison, corroding flesh and weakening those who inhale even a trace of it.
Some wield both,
Wood feeding poison.
Poison empowering wood.
A single strike leaves not just wounds,
But decay.
The two forces collide fully.
A Dragon City warrior swings his blade, his Virtual Dragon Qi shifting into lightning, cutting through a vine barrier before switching instantly to fire, burning away the poisonous mist closing in.
Beside him, another transforms his Qi into water, forming a rotating shield that washes away toxins while pushing forward relentlessly.
Yet on the other side, a Holy Gu cultivator raises his hand, and the ground splits open, releasing a surge of poisonous roots that pierce through armour, spreading venom through the bloodstream in moments.
Screams rise.
Bodies fall.
The valley fills with chaos.
Warriors from both sides push forward without retreat, stepping over the fallen as they fight for every inch of ground.
The sky darkens under the surge of Qi techniques, explosions blooming like violent flowers across the battlefield.
Above, projectiles of condensed energy rain down.
Below, the earth cracks under the force of impact.
Blood mixes with soil.
Poison spreads.
Fire burns.
And through it all,
The clash continues.
Neither side yields.
Across the Cangzhou Mountains, battles like this erupt in valley after valley, along narrow mountain paths and hidden passes, as multiple fronts push forward simultaneously toward Yulan City.
Everywhere,
War.
Clashing steel.
Roaring Qi.
Falling bodies.
The entire mountain range trembles under the advance.
In this valley, however, the tide slowly begins to shift.
The adaptability of the Virtual Dragon Qi starts to show its true advantage.
Dragon City’s cultivators adjust with every exchange, countering poison with water, suppressing wood with fire, and breaking formations with precise coordination.
Their momentum builds.
Step by step,
They push forward.
The defences of Yulan City and the Holy Gu Sect begin to crumble.
Formations break.
Lines collapse.
One by one, their soldiers start to falter.
Then,
They rout.
Fear spreads faster than any poison.
Warriors turn and flee, abandoning their positions as the structure of their army disintegrates.
Behind them, Dragon City’s forces surge forward, no longer just fighting,
But hunting.
They pursue relentlessly, capturing those who surrender and cutting down those who resist.
The valley, once filled with the roar of battle, slowly falls into silence.
Only the aftermath remains.
Scattered corpses.
Lingering mist.
The faint echo of retreating footsteps.
Then,
From a distance, the sound of wheels approaches.
Diexin reveals her face through the carriage window and speaks, her voice calm yet carrying a subtle layer of magic,
“Raise your heads and look at me.”
The command takes hold.
Even those unwilling feel their bodies respond as they slowly lift their heads.
The prisoners from Yulan City freeze in shock the moment they see her.
Disbelief spreads across their faces.
They cannot accept what they are seeing.
But among the prisoners from the Holy Gu Sect, there is no surprise,
Only dread.
Diexin studies them quietly before speaking again,
“So… you all know about Ren Yao.”
They remain silent.
Meanwhile, the prisoners from Yulan City glance toward them, confusion filling their eyes as they try to understand what is happening.
Diexin continues, her tone steady,
“Tell them. The one wearing my face is a fake, and Shen Ling is the reason my father lies in a coma.”
Still,
Silence.
A prisoner from Yulan City finally turns toward one of the Holy Gu Sect members and asks,
“Then why are we fighting this war?”
The question hangs in the air.
Heavy.
Unanswered.
A suffocating silence spreads across the valley.
Diexin’s gaze sharpens as she looks at the Holy Gu Sect prisoners once more.
“Answer him,” she says coldly. “Why are we fighting this war?”
At last, one of them speaks.
“We fight because you attacked us.”
Diexin lets out a soft chuckle, but her expression quickly hardens.
“So I cannot reclaim my own city… and rescue my father?”
The man laughs bitterly.
“Your city? Your family has always been servants of the Holy Gu Sect.”
Diexin smiles,
A cold, dangerous smile.
“Really?”
In the next instant, her aura shifts.
She activates the insect control ability of her Nine-Eyed Butterfly Gu.
The effect is immediate.
The man lets out a blood-curdling scream as the Gu within his body turns against him, devouring his dantian from within as it struggles to escape.
Blood erupts from his body.
Then,
A flying fire ant bursts out from his abdomen, tearing through flesh before flying toward Diexin and landing obediently on her hand.
She looks at it briefly, then says softly,
“It is your Holy Gu Sect that is the servant.”
Suddenly,
More screams erupt.
Every prisoner from the Holy Gu Sect convulses as the Gu within their bodies break free, bursting out in horrific displays of blood and flesh.
Insects, frogs, snakes, scorpions, centipedes,
They swarm around Diexin, drawn to her control.
With a simple wave of her hand,
They descend.
Upon all the prisoners.
The valley fills with screams as the Gu devour them alive.
Diexin withdraws back into her carriage and says calmly,
“Let’s go.”
The army begins moving again, advancing toward Yulan City.
After they leave the valley,
A man appears silently among the remains.
He looks at the corpses being consumed and says coldly,
“Diexin cannot return.”
Green fire erupts from his hand, spreading rapidly and reducing both the bodies and the Gu into ashes.
Inside the carriage, Diexin feels it,
The sudden severing of her connection to the Gu.
But she shows no reaction.
She simply sits in silence.
STOP.
Diexin’s carriage enters the valley, moving steadily through the remnants of war, escorted by her army.
It passes through the broken battlefield and finally comes to a stop.
Before it,
Rows of captured soldiers kneel, their heads lowered, their weapons long discarded.
Silence settles once more.