Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery
Chapter 861 - 830: Outlaw Madman Hei Louxi

Slit their throats or draw the sword?

The youth on the throne posed the question with a sword.

Boundless fear seized the hearts of all maids; many desperately reached out to the outside world, activating the undercover plans that had been prepared for many years.

However, the sent messages vanished into oblivion.

There was not a shred of response.

The numerous promises, vows, and Daoist Pacts made by Nascent Soul Immortals in the past now seemed utterly hollow, growing more distant by the moment.

"Follow me, kill him!"

"After all your years of cultivation practice, do you still shy away from battle and strife?"

Immortal Jinyu stood up straight, her fair and slender hand drawing her Taoist Soldiers Flying Sword.

It was a fist-sized droplet with sharp golden threads spreading from the center, mysterious and infinite, subtly embodying the profound mystery of gold generating water.

The method of refining Taoist Soldiers' Flying Swords varies from person to person.

Her flying sword was clearly refined to an intricate degree, having grasped the essence of the "Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning, Sun Nine Parts Dao Canon," a level of talent and battle prowess that was truly commendable, otherwise, it would be impossible to advance to a Nascent Soul Immortal amidst such hardships.

"Hahaha, he's just a Nascent Soul, and so are we!"

"Since the beginning of my Qi cultivation, through Foundation Establishment and Golden Pill stages, I have braved thorns and massacred powerful foes. When have I ever been afraid?"

Another Nascent Soul Immortal laughed heartily, utterly unrestrained.

She stood up, her hair wildly flowing, revealing a seductive body covered with scars, as scorching Sword Qi of electric light gradually diffused outward, with a sizzling sound.

Lightning Maid!

Ssssssss…

The sound of autumn leaves being swept away by the wind, a golden domain unfolded, filled with dry yellow falling Sword Qi, full grains of wheat fields, and an overflowing scent of rice flowers…

It was an autumn scene, every detail vivid and complete, surpassing others significantly, almost reaching the level of Scorching Sun Swordsman of the Grand Sword Sect.

Just one step away, she could claim the title of Elite.

Autumn Maid, Xia Yuan.

She was a Loose Cultivator from within the territory of the Great Sun Sword Sect, initially wanting to join the Sect. By chance, she had once faintly sensed the conspiracy of Immortal Burning Bone and other Nascent Souls of the Great Sun Sword Sect using people to nourish swords with Scorching Sun Spirit Copper and quickly escaped to the territories of the Righteous and Demonic Alliance.

After reaching Nascent Soul stage, faced with the enticements of the Nascent Soul Immortals of the Great Sun Sword Sect, she agreed without hesitation and took many substantial actions.

For instance, she secretly constructed the Great Sun Sword Sect's teleportation formation inside the secretive central courtyard of the Tu Shan Maiden Corps, ready to activate it as soon as the time was ripe to teleport powerful members of the Great Sun Sword Sect, thereby establishing her great contribution.

At this moment, as she touched the teleportation formation with her Divine Sense, there was no response, sinking her heart.

"Fellow Daoist Xia,"

"you, did well."

Jiang Ding nodded.

He looked at this beautiful woman dressed in elegant palace attire, her eyes seemed to carry a touch of mild sadness, fitting perfectly with the autumn atmosphere. She had made speedy progress in the cultivation of the "Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning, Sun Nine Parts Dao Canon" and had long since replaced the slain Shangyun to become the Autumn Maid.

"Kill!"

At the same time, accompanied by a shrill cry, a domain of heavy goose feather snow fluttered down from the sky. Each snowflake formed from strands of Sword Qi, creating an endless domain that froze everything in its path.

Winter Snow Maid.

The four Nascent Soul Immortals knew they could not escape unscathed and drew their swords to step forward.

They almost instinctively formed an Army Formation among themselves, their domains spreading outward, merging to form an amalgamated domain of autumn rain and winter snow, suffused with pervasive electric light, its power instantly amplified several times over.

There was no need for deliberate practice; the domains naturally tended to complement each other.

This combined domain spread outward, extending to some Golden Pill Cultivators who had pledged allegiance, and further reaching out to the Southeast Wind Maid Hei Louxi and two other Maids, seeking to garner even greater power.

In private, the Nine Great Maids had once joined forces. The power unleashed had secretly alarmed them, making them believe they need not fear even a Late-Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Suddenly,

The spread of the four great combined domains encountered resistance, not being accepted, instead being expelled.

"You three?"

Immortal Jinyu expressed surprise and anger, incredulously looking at Southeast Wind Maid Hei Louxi and the other two.

Have you three gone mad?

Tu Shan clearly intends to kill you!

After hundreds of years of cultivation practice, surviving countless life-threatening dangers, and enduring endless nights of effort and despair, you have barely reached Nascent Soul.

To forsake a lifespan of twelve hundred years, a bright future just within reach.

To give that up, to be slaughtered like lambs?

Or is it that the three of you were also raised by Tu Shan from a young age and can expect leniency?

Impossible!

Immortal Jinyu instantly dismissed this conjecture.

Hei Louxi was born into a collateral lineage of the Hei Clan, and the remaining two maids came from different backgrounds; some from the East Sea, others from the grasslands of the Great Sun Dharma Sect, but none had ever had contact with Tushan, of that there was no doubt.

"My Lord,"

Hei Louxi, holding a pitch-black Southeast Wind Flying Sword, did not pay attention to them and unabashedly expressed her vigilance, softly asking, "Am I guilty of any crime?"

"What sort of crime?"

"When and where did such a thing happen?"

Her voice was gentle and mellow, exuding a strong allure of a mature woman.

Jiang Ding remained silent.

This was a woman with loyalty less than thirty.

She was born into a collateral lineage of the Hei Clan, deeply branded with the family's mark. Given the chance, she would undoubtedly rebuild the Hei Clan's influence.

"None."

Jiang Ding spoke indifferently.

"What?!!"

Everyone looked at the Southeast Wind Maid, Hei Louxi, in shock, especially the Spring Maid, Chun Jian, and the Summer Maid, Shanggong, whose eyes were wide open.

How could this be possible?

Even they, who were from the direct lineage among direct lineages, would become impatient upon suddenly obtaining a vast amount of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure and commanding the powerful strength of Nascent Soul.

How could a mere Golden Pill from the tainted collateral line of the Hei Clan achieve this?

Is it that kind of...?

Many maids doubted but quickly dismissed the thought, deeming it completely impossible.

Jiang Ding looked at the descendant from the collateral lineage of the Hei Clan before him.

There indeed was none.

This woman's loyalty was extremely low.

But indeed, she had not done anything that violated Tushan's military law, there were some... no, there were many borderline cases.

Her study of Tushan Law was so precise, a lot of her actions were almost on the line, legally ambiguous.

"Really?!"

"If that's the case, that's wonderful."

"Thank you, my Lord."

Hei Louxi smiled charmingly, put away her flying sword, and stood far away from the Immortal Jinyu and other maids, adopting a posture that seemed indifferent to anything else.

"Hei Louxi..."

Immortal Jinyu and others looked at her coldly.

Hei Louxi sneered softly, subtly showing a taunting expression.

She had spent decades studying every single word and action, every piece of intelligence regarding Immortal Tushan.

In the end, she concluded.

As long as she did not violate the military laws established by him, nothing would happen to her.

Therefore, over the years, she always remembered, never stepping out of line, knowing precisely what she could do and what she had to regretfully refuse.

It wasn't like these fools who used everything effortlessly.

All her preparations were focused on the moment of breaking through to Nascent Soul, the potential devouring by Tushan.

Now, having successfully transcended the tribulation of Nascent Soul.

She was naturally cautious, at least waiting a hundred years to observe for a long time and after carefully planning, then considering major matters.

The heaviness of the nation was just this.

This is not something the young generations could understand.

"Greetings, my Lord."

"My Lord,"

Another two maids appeared, one a woman with a captivating smile, always radiant with a warm glow that made her greatly likable.

The other was a tall woman shrouding in subtle lightning, her expression stern, slightly bowing without much fear.

The Thunder Maid, the True Sun Maid!

"Enough, you two step back."

Jiang Ding waved his hand impatiently, "Repay tenfold the Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure you owe, and after the battle concludes, take ten years of confinement."

Unlike Hei Louxi, who always walked the line, being the Northern Plains' Zhang San, these two were prone to minor mistakes but avoided major offenses.

No principled errors existed; they rejected all solicitations from the Sword Sect, the Alliance of Light and Darkness, among others.

In contrast, they were greedy, retreated early, and often missed training... and so forth, these problems persisted unattended, as no one dared to intervene.