Chapter 92: You Come Over

Whoosh—

It was a faint sound of something slicing through the air…

Countless **Tian Du** arrows slowly glided through the sky, quietly targeting the rear of the enemy immortals’ formation.

There were no immortal power fluctuations, no sharp intent;

However, it still inevitably caused a faint disturbance in the air.

To avoid alerting these enemy immortals, the arrows weren't aimed at any individual, but instead locked onto the gaps between the figures on the periphery…

Li Changshou timed it perfectly.

From the sides and rear of the two battle zones, forty arrows reached their intended height without a hitch;

At the tips of the poison arrows, those half-foot-long cylinders split open simultaneously, releasing streams of colorless, odorless poison powder and mist that spread through the high air…

Puff, puff… Pop, pop…

It was like a series of colorless fireworks quietly blooming in the clear sky.

At the edges of the enemy formation, over twenty **Zhen Xian** hadn't even turned around when their vision suddenly went dark, and they plummeted straight down toward the clouds below…

Gentle breezes carried the deadly toxins that could kill **Tian Xian**, spreading rapidly as black shadows fell one after another, like dumplings dropping into a pot.

And these blood mosquito puppets were truly terrified of poison.

They reacted incredibly quickly this time; as soon as a **Tian Xian** puppet noticed something was wrong in the rear, it shouted loudly:

“Circulate your immortal power!

Someone is using poison to ambush us from behind!”

Immediately, the enemy immortals surged their **xian li**, **yao li**, and **ling li** around them, dispersing the incoming poison mist and powder!

But before that, over fifty **Zhen Xian** had already been poisoned to death…

More than a hundred figures had been tainted to varying degrees, now struggling to resist the effects, their combat strength greatly diminished.

The blood mosquito puppets quickly began searching for the one who had attacked from behind.

At that moment, the immortals of **Du Xian Men** were also somewhat bewildered, unsure where this 'reinforcement' had come from.

Yet, they were pinned down near the cloud paths around **Po Tian Peak**, with these two groups of fierce enemies still pressing hard, making it difficult to support any external aid…

The key point was, the immortals of **Du Xian Men**…

Hadn't detected any trace of reinforcements at all!

The effect of the poison arrow attack wasn't perfect, but Li Changshou felt no excitement or regret in his heart, only secretly summarizing the shortcomings of his self-made treasures.

This indiscriminate, all-around poisoning method was still not as effective as using **xian li** to silently deliver the poison powder directly around the enemy's **yuan shen**…

Overall, it had wasted most of the potency of the poison elixirs.

To prevent these poison mists from accidentally harming his fellow sect members later, Li Changshou had used two types of **Tian Xian**-level poisons in the arrows that were harder to refine and had a built-in 'time limit'.

In a short while, the remaining toxicity in the air would dissipate on its own…

While the concept of these arrows was good, they were too easily countered, and their effectiveness was even less than that of a poison array using the same amount of toxins.

Li Changshou quickly summed it up in his mind, and the battle situation shifted slightly once more.

The blood mosquito puppets soon pinpointed the direction from which the poison arrows had come, launching a swift and fierce counterattack!

From the north and south sides of **Po Tian Peak**, behind the enemy formation, over a dozen figures broke away from the main battle and charged toward the hiding spot of the paper immortal soldiers;

They unleashed their treasures and divine abilities, smashing wildly at the two patches of forest!

In the darkness, Li Changshou's lips curved into a mysterious smile…

Those forty paper figures hadn't retreated or hidden!

As the thirty-plus **Zhen Xian** puppets dived toward the two forests, three paper figures emerged from the sides of each forest, deliberately drawing their attention.

However, as soon as these six figures appeared, they were shattered mid-charge by the streams of light attacking from behind…

Right at that moment!

The remaining thirty-four paper figures burst out from their hiding spots!

Their auras surged, their movements ghostly and swift, as they charged straight at these puppets…

The two groups of descending puppets struck back immediately, but in their haste, half of the paper immortal soldiers still managed to close in on them!

Without any hesitation, these paper figures self-detonated!

In total, over a dozen figures exploded in midair above the forests on the north and south sides!

The scene was incredibly 'brutal', leaving the **Du Xian Men** immortals furious, yet unable to do anything for these unknown reinforcements…

But after the explosions…

Those thirty-plus blood mosquito puppets near the forests were completely unharmed, each one looking bewildered, unsure of what had just happened…

The explosions were quite weak.

Even though these people, demons, and spirits were now controlled by the blood mosquitoes, with only a small part of their original selves remaining, in that brief moment, they all experienced a significant fluctuation of their minds.

First, the sudden appearance of the colorless poison mist behind them—they had barely escaped death;

A touch of relief.

Then, following orders, they launched a counterattack in the direction of the poison arrows, spotting those hastily fleeing figures and easily destroying them without much effort.

Relatively calm.

Suddenly, the situation changed; those six figures were just a distraction, and without warning, streams of immortal soldiers surged from the forest below, fiercely lunging at them!

A bit tense.

Surprisingly, these incoming soldiers were extremely 'fragile', shattering with a single poke or blow.

Why was that?

Yet, with the enemy striking unexpectedly and having hidden so well before, still, a few of them got close, and those soldiers actually self-detonated!

Scared half to death.

But hilariously, these self-explosions had no real power, just for show, not even as damaging as a casual strike from a **Yuan Xian** with an ordinary treasure…

So why go through all that?

Suddenly!

These thirty-plus enemy immortals blacked out, their **yuan shen** wracked with intense pain before losing all sensation of the outside world, their immortal power collapsing as they uniformly tilted back and plummeted…

In their final moments, they finally realized…

The explosions were poisonous.

Above the forest, these thirty-plus figures fell simultaneously.

In the darkness, Li Changshou raised an eyebrow, feeling a slight sense of helplessness in his heart.

How come not a single **Tian Xian** had charged down?

Controlling four paper daoists to continue hiding underground, Li Changshou could already deduce the reactions of the battling sides without looking.

The **Du Xian Men** immortals were naturally baffled, while the mosquito puppets would likely grow even more frenzied…

Overall, the first wave of the ambush had been quite effective, greatly reducing the pressure on his side and disrupting the enemy's assault.

Now, the four paper daoists under **Po Tian Peak** couldn't move recklessly, so Li Changshou shifted his focus to the 'Tian Ba' paper daoist, briefly checking the status of the **Xiao Qiong Peak** array;

He then turned his attention to the battle in the sky.

After Elder Qi Ling transformed into his true form, he fought more fiercely, steadily suppressing a **Jin Xian**-level expert on the opposing side;

The **Du Xian Men** sect leader…

Although a bit strained, he was still managing to hold off those two **Jin Xian**.

'It looks like this will drag on a bit longer.'

Li Changshou swiftly redirected his focus back to the four paper daoists, preparing the treasures for the next phase.

The first wave of the flanking attack was over;

Next came the second wave of operations…

Luring them into a trap, springing the ambush, and capturing them in the net!

The timing for the strike would arrive soon.

…

'How can a mere **Du Xian Men** take so long to deal with?'

In **Xi Niu He Zhou**, near the Western Teach's sacred ground of Ling Shan, in a hidden cave dwelling, Wen Jing Dao Ren lounged on a bed, dressed in a light blue gauze skirt…

Beside her, two attendant maidservants knelt, one fanning her with a fan, the other holding a cup of blood-red immortal brew, waiting for their 'master' to take the jade cup.

At that moment, Wen Jing Dao Ren was secretly observing the 'grand' battle at **Du Xian Men** through the blood mosquitoes she had released.

She was merely watching the show.

As long as she didn't act personally and stayed here, aside from the Three Teachings' **Sheng Ren** personally investigating or deducing, no one would know it was her doing.

Moreover, the two **Sheng Ren** of the Western Teach had already personally obscured her heavenly secrets.

In the Great Desolation at that time, few knew her origins; even if the blood mosquitoes were exposed, they would just be seen as a type of divine ability.

Wen Jing Dao Ren knew full well that she was a hidden blade, and revealing her origins would strip her of most of her value.

Thus, she had to monitor the battle at **Du Xian Men**.

If any unexpected situation arose, like experts from **Ren Jiao** suddenly coming to aid **Du Xian Men**,

Then she would directly extinguish the divine souls of those three **Jin Xian** and offer their bodies as a generous gift to **Jie Jiao**…

'This kind of scheming is far more entertaining than straightforward fighting.'

A charming, intoxicating smile played on Wen Jing Dao Ren's lips, while the two **yao** clan maidservants beside her kept their heads lowered, not daring to glance around.

Wen Jing Dao Ren had started watching when the five **Jin Xian** began their duel;

Her attention had always been drawn to the battles at the **Jin Xian** and **Tian Xian** levels.

Fights at the **Zhen Xian** level were no different to her than those of pre-immortal **qi** refiners—dull, monotonous, and tedious.

**Jin Xian** duels were more interesting, especially that rare Great Desolation species—the auspicious beast Qi Lin—which made Wen Jing Dao Ren quite appetizing.

When Li Changshou launched the first wave of the flanking attack with his paper daoists, poisoning over eighty **Zhen Xian** and injuring over a hundred more, shifting the balance somewhat,

The scales of victory temporarily evened out.

'Hmm? What's happening below?'

Wen Jing Dao Ren glanced roughly at the area near **Po Tian Peak**, her lips curling with disdain.

These hastily gathered puppets were truly useless, nearly being driven back by the enemy!

Forget it; **Du Xian Men** probably wouldn't be wiped out today…

Continuing to drag this out would just exhaust the blood lotus power in those three false **Jin Xian** bodies.

'Hmph, if my children were to act, a small **Du Xian Men** would be obliterated in an instant…'

Oh, right, where had the **Du Xian Men** disciples gone?

Wen Jing Dao Ren felt a slight doubt and scanned up and down for a while, soon letting out a cold laugh.

There were faint **ling li** fluctuations in the earth's veins, seemingly from a… **Di Mai** Transfer Array?

They fled eastward?

With such tricks, did they think they could hide from Her Majesty?

Since they couldn't be completely destroyed, slaughtering the disciples would still have a fine effect…

The aftermath would surely be quite amusing.

Although actively controlling or contacting these puppets now carried a risk of exposure,

Wen Jing Dao Ren felt a slight thrill and decided to take a small risk.

…

At **Du Xian Men**, near **Po Tian Peak**, in the midst of the thousand-immortal battle.

A faint dao rhyme descended, landing on a human **Tian Xian**-level blood mosquito puppet before quickly withdrawing.

The old daoist's body trembled, and he withdrew from the battle, summoning a **Zhen Xian**-level **yao peng** to crouch on its back.

To better carry out the command just transmitted by his 'master', this **Tian Xian** old daoist ordered the **yao peng** to fly north first, then veer east after covering a sufficient distance…

**Peng**-type **yao** cultivators were skilled in flight, and this **yao peng** had a trace of **Jin Peng** bloodline, along with innate divine abilities.

At full speed, the **yao peng** vanished in a flash…

Several **Tian Xian** elders of **Du Xian Men** noticed this and guessed that the old daoist and the **yao peng** might be heading east to cause trouble.

They communicated secretly, their hearts filled with extreme anxiety;

But at that moment, they were trapped near **Po Tian Peak**, and aside from whether they could break out to rush east for rescue, just based on the **yao peng**'s speed, they couldn't catch up!

One supreme elder disengaged from the fight, pulled out a few transmission jade talismans, and urgently contacted the several external affairs elders who were already sixteen thousand **li** to the east, telling them to hide the disciples quickly.

That was all they could do…

In truth, the **Du Xian Men** elders had misjudged two things.

First, they hadn't anticipated the enemy being so ruthless.

With the battle here unfinished, they were already going after the disciples who hadn't even ascended!

Second…

How had the enemy detected the hidden **Di Mai** Transfer Array deep in the earth's veins?

However, this minor miscalculation by the **Du Xian Men** elders…

Had been foreseen long ago by a certain disciple.

The name 'Wen Jing Dao Ren' left far too ruthless an impression on Li Changshou; his vigilance had been at its peak from the start…

As soon as this **Tian Xian** old daoist and the **yao peng** moved, Li Changshou detected their trajectory.

He thought to himself, 'Trouble,' but felt no tension.

This wasn't because Li Changshou cared little for his junior sister and master; he had prepared countermeasures ages ago. Let alone one **Tian Xian** passing by, even if it were ten…

Cough, that number was a bit excessive.

Even if three or four **Tian Xian** went, it wouldn't be a big issue!

'The timing is about right…

Time for the second wave of the operation!'

At that point, Li Changshou had to divert part of his focus to the 'Ren Zi San' paper daoist near Ling E, preparing for the confrontation.

He could only keep the 'Tian Zi Er' paper daoist hidden underground, while the other three paper daoists emerged again in the river valley around **Po Tian Peak**…

This time, he didn't release the paper soldier legion;

The three figures transformed from the paper daoists shot straight into the air!

A man and a woman appeared on the north side, and another man on the south, openly revealing their cultivations—all late-stage **Zhen Xian**!

This was the highest realm Li Changshou could simulate with the paper daoists at the time—since they only carried a limited amount of **xian li**, with a cap on storage.

Then, these three figures channeled their **xian li** and shouted loudly!

First, on the north side.

The young daoist with a long sword on his back called out:

“I and my companions were passing by and saw a horde of demons attacking the mountain! How outrageous!

Fellow daoists of **Du Xian Men**, my sibling and I are here to lend you a hand!”

Full of righteousness and heroic spirit!

Beside him, the female immortal holding a jade flute declared:

“In this bright world under the vast heavens, with heaven and earth as witnesses, we shall slay demons and protect the human path!

Fellow daoists of **Du Xian Men**, please don't worry about us. We won't charge recklessly; we'll first draw away some of the demons for you!”

Her words were perfectly reasonable, instantly putting the **Du Xian Men** immortals at ease and filling them with gratitude toward these two 'chance passersby'.

Although many immortals felt…

Their appearance was a tad suspicious…

In contrast, the somewhat burly man on the south side was far more straightforward;

This paper daoist, shouldering a large axe and standing ten **li** from the battle zone, roared:

“You bastards of demons and ghosts!

If you've got the guts, face me head-on!

I'll curse your ancestors eight generations back!”

Immediately, the blood mosquito puppets besieging **Po Tian Peak** responded!

From the north, over a dozen black shadows charged at the pair of daoists.

The sword-bearing paper daoist laughed heartily, and the two quickly retreated, firing off a few **xian li**-formed spells in a showy manner to meet the attack.

On the south side… it was even more intense…

Over twenty great **yao** turned to attack the burly man, with even two **Tian Xian**-level great **yao** at the forefront!

This burly paper daoist's legs trembled, and he turned to flee with his axe, secretly using Wind Escape to dash straight toward **Xiao Qiong Peak**.

To draw the attention of these enemies, Li Changshou had this burly paper daoist unleash a barrage of curses.

The man grumbled nonstop, spouting all the popular insults of the Great Desolation…

Things like 'unfilial offspring' or 'born without proper upbringing'—those were relatively mild.

Li Changshou soon decided to amp it up, shouting some more provocative lines that would enrage these **yao** clans even under mind control.

For instance, well-known scandals that the Great Desolation knew all about, which would make the **yao** clan explode with fury upon hearing…

“Two **yao** emperors, but only one **yao** empress!”

“You ancestors got beaten by the Wu Clan so badly they didn't dare touch the ground, yet you shamelessly claim to share the world with them! Where's your face? Where is it?”

Streams of light shot forth as the group of **yao** attacked, intent on tearing the burly man apart.

Yet, with his **xian li** erupting, the man retreated at top speed. Li Changshou's Wind Escape, enhanced with borrowing techniques, allowed him to dodge left and right in the air while continuing his tirade.

Unknowingly, the burly paper daoist charged toward **Xiao Qiong Peak**, where a stream of light happened to fly in from behind.

Li Changshou controlled the paper daoist to cover his back with **xian li**, deliberately getting hit by the treasure's bead…

The burly man's form was knocked downward toward **Xiao Qiong Peak**, barely stabilizing in midair as he turned to glare at the pursuing **yao**.

But at that moment, the group of **yao** sensed a hint of danger, and a few humanoid great **yao** hesitated slightly…

In the darkness, Li Changshou snorted coldly.

The burly paper daoist spun around, standing at the edge of the **Xiao Qiong Peak** array, and made a downward thumbs-down gesture at the **yao**, followed by a mocking beckoning.

“I've been running for so long, and that's all you've got? Your hits are as weak as a tickle!

Come on, one by one, let's fight fair!”

The twenty-plus **yao** experts paused briefly, then charged en masse toward the burly man below.

With the blood mosquitoes influencing them, naturally, it would be their group against him alone.