Chapter 91: Paper Army Assault

Today, the winds in Doushuai Gong suddenly grew noisy and restless.

Why was someone crying and wailing right beside his ear?

In the corner of the backyard of Doushuai Gong, under a tree, a young Taoist in a deep blue robe furrowed his sword-like brows slightly as he meditated.

He saw vague images appearing in his mind:

A short Taoist, about five or six chi tall, was bent over sobbing, and beside him stood a pretty female disciple, her face full of sorrow...

The young Taoist gave a bitter laugh and sighed softly.

“Teacher, you're doing this again.

You don't want to go out and about, and your disciple just wants to focus on cultivation.”

They were probably bowing to the teacher's portrait. He himself didn't have any portraits or statues circulating in Honghuang.

The teacher's realm was truly profound, directly shifting the karma onto him, his disciple...

“Still, to disturb a teacher who stays secluded year-round and cares little for worldly matters, you all must be quite something...”

With a light chuckle, the young Taoist slowly stood up.

He calculated with his fingers, following the guidance from his teacher, and a slight realization dawned in his heart as he murmured:

“So, it's an external enemy causing trouble for Du Xian Men, and Du Xian Men is facing disaster out of nowhere...

My Renjiao lineage hasn't actively provoked anyone, yet someone wants to target my Renjiao lineage and stir up relations among the three teachings?

Tsk, this is something I can't ignore.

Last time at the Yue Lao Hall, I accidentally broke some young fellow's marriage clay figure from Du Xian Men. Going to help Du Xian Men now can settle that karma.”

Before the young Taoist finished speaking, he took a casual step and appeared outside Doushuai Gong.

After a few more leisurely steps, he reached the West Heaven Gate, his figure drifting out unnoticed by the guarding heavenly soldiers and generals...

In no time, he had left the Nine Heavens and was hovering high above the vast expanse of Honghuang.

“Du Xian Men is the lineage passed down by Du E Daoyou, so I could bring Du E Daoyou along.

That way, if Du E Daoyou takes action, the karma I incur would be much less.

But there's another issue...

Although Du E Daoyou is just a named disciple of the teacher, he listened to the teacher's lectures several times before I entered the sect, so I should call him Shixiong.

Yet, I'm the teacher's only direct disciple, and he's just a named one, so he should call me Shixiong...

How should I address him?”

The young Taoist suddenly felt tangled up about this, his figure hazy and ethereal as he flew toward Kunlun Xian Mountain, at the border of Xi Niu He Continent, Bei Ju Lu Continent, and Zhong Shen Continent.

After flying for a while, Kunlun Mountain came into distant view. This Xuan Du Da Fa Shi quickly realized another problem.

“Where exactly is Du E Shixiong cultivating in Kunlun Mountain?”

Xuan Du Da Fa Shi calculated with his fingers for a moment and soon nodded.

“Good thing Du Xian Men's destiny is long-lasting; it won't be destroyed in a short time. This disaster seems fated, so there's no need to rush...

First, I should find Du E Shixiong to handle this properly, or I might end up confined by the teacher for a few Yuan Hui again...”

With a gentle sigh, the young Taoist's figure vanished into Kunlun Mountain, bypassing the area near Yuxu Gong as he searched for Du Xian Men's nominal founding ancestor.

...

A moment earlier, at Du Xian Men.

It worked!

The Saint had reacted—cough, the Saint's portrait had reacted!

It must have been an issue with the wording!

Jiu Wu was thrilled, and You Qin Xuan Ya felt a bit relieved...

But Li Changshou wasn't happy; instead, he reflected inwardly.

Earlier, he had been careless. In the brocade pouch he had Elder Wan Linjun give to Jiu Wu Shibo, he used a self-sacrificial ploy to play on sympathy, but he overlooked too many details and the core principles of Renjiao.

When Jiu Wu Shibo kept crying and shouting, never mind whether the Saint could sense it—if the Saint did sense it, he probably wouldn't even glance their way...

Analyzing Jiu Wu Shibo's pleas, it was basically asking the Renjiao leader to come help before Du Xian Men was destroyed.

That would be Du Xian Men actively adding karma to the Renjiao leader.

But Li Changshou quickly came to his senses and arranged for a second person to cry out, having You Qin Xuan Ya focus on the emotions, the Saint's title, and other details.

First, they clarified that Du Xian Men was from Du E Zhenren's lineage to build a connection, and finally, they recited the Wuwei Jing to let the Saint verify that they were indeed part of Renjiao's lineage.

This turned it into an external enemy forcing karma onto the Renjiao leader.

The Saint's portrait immediately responded!

However, the Dao rhyme on the portrait quickly receded, indicating that the Saint or some Renjiao expert had already become aware of the matter.

Whether they would intervene, and when, was still unknown.

Li Changshou rapidly analyzed in his mind...

The chances of a Renjiao expert showing up were probably over seventy percent, but whether they could arrive in time for support was uncertain.

He couldn't pin all hopes on outside help.

He had done all he could to summon aid, so no need to waste more mental energy on it.

For safety's sake, he should stick to the original plan.

If the sect really collapses, he still had to escape...

He still had to escape.

Li Changshou transmitted his voice to You Qin Xuan Ya: “The matter is set, so please don't mention my voice transmission to anyone else later.”

You Qin Xuan Ya nodded gently, looking as if she wanted to say something but held back.

Li Changshou's immortal sense had already left the area, focusing his mind on controlling the paper daoist...

The delay in Bai Fan Hall meant the battles in the southwest and northwest were now in full swing.

The two sides had fought from the outskirts of the mountain gate to the skies above several peaks in the mid-section.

Du Xian Men's immortals kept retreating, with most of the Tianxian and Zhenxian wounded, and dozens of Zhenxian already fallen, though only two Tianxian had been lost so far.

As for the mosquito puppets, they were growing even more ferocious but had suffered significant losses.

Just the Tianxian-level great demons slain by Elder Wan Linjun alone numbered three!

If counting achievements, right behind him was Master Wangqing, who had killed one human Tianxian and one demon Tianxian, placing second.

Several other Tianxian elders also had their own kills...

But overall, the situation remained grim.

Elder Wan Linjun seemed to have returned to that battle from ten thousand years ago, full of heroic spirit as he fought multiple enemies alone!

Yet, deep down, this elder felt secretly frustrated...

Following Li Changshou's advice earlier, he had taken down so many great demons effortlessly, using just a few poison pills...

Now, in direct, open combat, his poison pills, poison techniques, and poison divine abilities seemed much less effective...

It felt quite laborious, almost unrewarding.

It just wasn't as satisfying as scheming with Li Changshou to ambush enemies.

Indeed, Li Changshou had unique insights into the path of “poison,” and his future potential was immeasurable.

As Elder Wan thought this, his attacks grew even more ruthless.

He had already decided that if this battle protected the sect, he would pass on his most prized poison manual to Li Changshou as a reward for Li Changshou's covert warning to the sect.

Suddenly, Elder Wan Linjun sensed a breeze stirring by his ear and heard a familiar voice transmission...

“Elder Wan, it's your disciple Li Changshou.

Please don't get too entangled in the fight. Spare some attention to observe the southern battlefield.

It's best to retreat to Potian Peak from both sides and then use the great array there to defend, as that will minimize casualties in the sect.”

Elder Wan Linjun nodded inwardly and surveyed the situation, realizing he had advanced too far ahead.

This wasn't because he had charged too aggressively, but because his fellow immortals...

Had retreated too quickly.

Li Changshou transmitted again:

“Elder, don't worry about me. I'll join the other peak disciples and enter the underground teleportation array under Bai Fan Hall later. You just take care of yourself.”

Hearing this, Elder Wan Linjun narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of a sinister smile at his lips.

The several great demons he was clashing with panicked and quickly retreated.

But Elder Wan Linjun also withdrew at the same time, closing the distance with his allies.

He was simply in a good mood because Li Changshou was safe...

After resolving this minor detail, Li Changshou continued to observe the situation secretly.

By now, the thousand-immortal battles on both sides were only a few peaks away from Potian Peak.

Li Changshou's immortal sense caught several injured Zhenxian outer affairs elders hurrying toward Bai Fan Hall.

They were probably arranging for the disciples to leave...

Next, Potian Peak would become the battlefield.

Although there was still a protective array, the many disciples who hadn't achieved immortality had weak cultivation. If any divine abilities or treasures fell carelessly, Bai Fan Hall could turn into a river of blood...

Fortunately, the Grand Elder had ordered the disciples with insufficient cultivation to evacuate temporarily. These injured Zhenxian outer affairs elders would handle escorting them.

Li Changshou pondered briefly and transmitted instructions to Ling E, who had been hiding near the underground teleportation array for a while, telling her to blend in with the disciples later and take his “true body” and their master with her.

Ling E nodded immediately to show she understood and continued lurking in a rock crevice, quietly waiting for the Du Xian Men disciples to arrive.

As for Li Changshou's true body...

He had found a hiding spot two months ago and cleverly concealed himself there, not moving since.

A moment later, in a corner of Bai Fan Hall, a downward pit appeared.

Under the constant urging of several elders and You Qin Xuan Ya and Jiu Wu, groups of young disciples rushed into the vertical pit and flew hastily toward the underground.

Once batches of disciples reached the earth vein teleportation array, Ling E seized the opportunity. She emerged from the corner with “Li Changshou” and merged with the crowd...

The process went smoothly, and his junior sister had accomplished another feat.

When You Qin Xuan Ya arrived and saw Li Changshou and Ling E, she let out a long sigh of relief.

She held the array control jade talisman and activated the earth vein teleportation array ahead.

At the bottom of the underground chamber, a complex-patterned array disk with a diameter of a hundred zhang appeared, and beneath it echoed sounds like dragon roars...

An elder from Bai Fan Hall shouted:

“Hurry, fifty at a time, enter the array!

Xuan Ya, you and Elder Ge lead the way ahead!

The teleportation array's destination is a valley to the east!”

You Qin Xuan Ya acknowledged the order and quickly led the nearest group of disciples into the array disk. Their figures sank slightly and vanished in a flash!

The earth's main veins were like the “capillaries” of Pangu Great God.

The earth vein teleportation array allowed cultivators to teleport over long distances along the vein's path in either direction.

The Du Xian Men disciples didn't panic; many even stepped back voluntarily to let the newer disciples go first...

The evacuation proceeded orderly. Ling E was looked after by senior brothers from other peaks and teleported in the third batch.

Li Changshou kept a wisp of his immortal sense with his junior sister at all times, while he himself had no further worries.

With most of the younger generation evacuated, Du Xian Men's immortals had retreated to near Potian Peak.

At this point, the battle lines stretched out, and the main peak array hadn't been activated yet.

Du Xian Men's immortals showed signs of fatigue, and the mosquito puppets had shifted their full attention to the sect's major Tianxian experts!

The opportunity Li Changshou had been waiting for was now!

“Deploy the paper person army!”

Near Potian Peak, in the ravines between several mountains, four paper daoists quietly emerged, half-buried in the soil.

From their sleeves and seams, small white paper figures jumped out rapidly, and then the four paper daoists sank back underground.

In the southern and northern ravines, twenty paper figures each scattered quickly near the four paper daoists...

This was the maximum number Li Changshou could control simultaneously through the paper daoists as intermediaries, and he couldn't sustain it for long...

The forty paper figures transformed into forty “immortal soldiers” in light blue armor.

Their faces varied, their strength was modest, and their defense was truly fragile—like paper. Each carried a simple magical longbow, holding a special “arrow” in hand.

These longbows only had basic restrictions and couldn't be called treasures.

They dashed toward the mountain forests ahead, positioning themselves at the hidden spots Li Changshou had scouted earlier, and drew their longbows fully.

Intricate patterns lit up on the arrows!

Silent Heavenly Poison Arrows: Single-use self-made magical tools that could deploy a large amount of poison powder over a wide area with high precision and no discrimination!

“Killing enemies doesn't always require divine abilities or treasures; it's about maximizing a single advantage.

Even a body tempered like iron can't withstand a surprise brick to the head.

Fire!”

In the dark, narrow corner, Li Changshou snapped his fingers, and the strings of the forty longbows vibrated in unison!

The magical arrows shot swiftly and silently from behind the enemy lines, heading straight for the densest clusters of mosquito puppets...