Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 785 - 359: Turbulent Winds and Changing Clouds (Part 2)

Chapter 785: Chapter 359: Turbulent Winds and Changing Clouds (Part 2)

The commander of the Wind Origin Realm clearly realized the difficulty of frontal assaults, so they changed tactics.

Instead of engaging in large-scale frontal conflicts, they dispatched elite Nascent Soul squads to launch attacks on various forces within the Nanchuan Realm.

This tactic of cutting meat with a dull knife was slow to show effects, but extremely effective nonetheless.

Each assault caused the Nanchuan Realm to lose some of its living forces, and over time, it would inevitably shake the foundations of the entire defense line.

...

Four years passed swiftly, like white horses galloping past a crack in the wall.

Yet, these four years felt like an interminable purgatory for the billions of living beings in the Nanchuan Realm.

Countless forces were annihilated in the assaults by the Wind Origin Realm, and countless cultivators perished in this great calamity.

Boom boom boom...

Deafening thunderous explosions came from afar, like rolling heavenly thunder, shaking the ground itself.

The Nascent Soul power, Tianming Sect, once dominant in the Nanchuan Realm, had now turned into scorched earth.

Those once magnificent palaces and pavilions were now ruins and fragments.

The devastated scene attested to the brutal nature of this war.

"Spare me... I am willing to surrender..."

A Nascent Soul cultivator from Tianming Sect showed a look of terror, trying to plead for mercy.

However, the Wind Origin Realm cultivator ignored him, a trace of cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

This cultivator was the same Mid-Stage Nascent Soul cultivator once used by Xu Ping, who not only fully recovered over the years, but had also advanced his cultivation.

He suddenly took a deep breath.

"Buzz!"

With that low, buzzing sound, a strange and terrifying suction force emerged suddenly.

The Nascent Soul of the Tianming Sect cultivator was instantly locked in by this suction and couldn’t break free.

With a look of horror and despair, his Nascent Soul was forcibly sucked into the nose of a giant water-shadow.

As his life’s essence was drained, his Nascent Soul rapidly dimmed, eventually turning into specks of spiritual light, drifting away with the wind.

Thus, a Nascent Soul cultivator fell, without even a chance to resist.

The Wind Origin Realm cultivator watched coldly, with no trace of compassion in his eyes.

To him, the cultivators from the Nanchuan Realm were nothing but fodder for his cultivation.

"Primordial Water True Monarch, this target is wiped out; who should be our next target?"

At that moment, a black-robed cultivator quietly approached the Wind Origin Realm cultivator.

Although his aura was not as strong as that of Primordial Water True Monarch, he had clearly reached the Mid-Stage Nascent Soul level.

"The next... target!"

Primordial Water True Monarch’s eyes flashed with a fierce light as he pointed aggressively to the southwest, towards the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

...

Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, Cyan Cloud Peak.

On Cyan Cloud Peak, ancient trees towered, and spiritual cranes soared, exuding an aura of immortality.

Today, this usually peaceful Cyan Cloud Peak welcomed a special guest.

"Senior Sister Zhaoxue, this is Hongyi, my dear friend for many years."

In the grand hall, Xu Ping introduced the guest with a gentle smile to True Monarch Lan Ling, who stood beside him.

The guest wore a jade-green cloud brocade robe, his face handsome as jade, his demeanor gentle as a spring breeze and rain.

What surprised everyone even more was that his aura had already reached the Mid-Stage Nascent Soul level!

Xu Ping was not surprised at Hongyi’s breakthrough to the Mid-Stage Nascent Soul.

After all, he had previously matured a Yiyun Flower for Hongyi.

Such spiritual objects are far more precious than the ’Dragon Breaking Pill’.

"I am Lan Ling, greetings to Fellow Daoist Hong."

Despite her surprise at Xu Ping’s sudden appearance of a Mid-Stage Nascent Soul friend, True Monarch Lan Ling did not show it and asked no further questions.

Instead, she smiled sweetly, elegantly performing a standard immortal’s courtesy.

Since Junior Brother Yan was willing to bring this person to Cyan Cloud Peak and introduce him to her, it indicated that the other party was trustworthy.

"Fairy Lan Ling is too courteous. I am Hongyi, and I have long heard of Fairy’s famous name. Today proves the reputation true indeed."

Hongyi gracefully returned the gesture, "Today I made a sudden visit without prior notice, so I hope Fairy Lan Ling will not take offense."

"You overstate, Fellow Daoist. Since you are Junior Brother Yan’s dear friend, you are a distinguished guest of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, and we are always at your service."

True Monarch Lan Ling’s laughter was as beautiful as flowers, her heartfelt sincerity seemingly brightening the entire grand hall.

She personally stood up and poured two cups of Spirit Tea for them.

Subsequently, she gracefully got up, preparing to leave the hall and give space to the two friends.

"You have quite the fortune, my friend!"

After True Monarch Lan Ling’s figure disappeared at the hall entrance, Hongyi could not help but teasingly smile.

A deeply cultivated Mid-Stage Nascent Soul female cultivator, not only personally serving them tea but also giving Xu Ping face in every aspect, such treatment indeed invoked envy.

Even for a Mid-Stage Nascent Soul cultivator like him, such courteous treatment wasn’t easy to come by.

Even for a Mid-Stage Nascent Soul cultivator like him, such courteous treatment wasn’t easy to come by.

It’s well-known that female cultivators who reach Nascent Soul are exceptionally rare, and those reaching Mid-Stage are like phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

Moreover, not only was True Monarch Lan Ling deeply cultivated, but her beauty was also extraordinary, unmatched in the entire Nanchuan Realm.

"Haha, it’s just a cup of tea, nothing more."

Xu Ping chuckled lightly, taking a sip from his cup.

Strangely, the tea today seemed especially fragrant and sweet, the refreshing aroma uplifting his spirit.