Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 171 - 171 170 Soul Ghosts Storm 4

171: Chapter 170 Soul Ghosts Storm 4 171: Chapter 170 Soul Ghosts Storm 4 Fang Yazi had ignited the signal fire the moment he received the sword letter, gauging its arrival at the next peak before leaping onto his strong horse to dash toward Yinyue Castle.

By the time he reached the walls of Yinyue Castle, which looked like a torch, all the nearby human fortresses in West Mang Mountain had also turned into torches.

It was a last resort; they were only two people and couldn’t cover all the fortresses, so they had to rely on signal fires to communicate.

Atop the wall, all the villagers were ready for battle.

Yinyue Castle, with its major and minor fortresses, formed the most devoted strongholds to Lord Hou, executing his commands without fail, daring not to slack in the slightest.

Especially Yinyue Castle; it was the human fortress closest to West Mang Mountain, which also meant that in the event of a Soul Ghosts rampage, it would face the most pressure.

And it was where Wang Mian and Fang Yazi were stationed.

Wang Mian looked up toward West Mang Mountain.

The distance of several dozen miles wasn’t far, but under the cover of night, it seemed like a lurking monster, unknown if it would truly awaken.

“Yazi, do you think, Elder Brother Hou’s speculation is reliable?”

Fang Yazi’s face was expressionless.

“I’m not concerned about that.

I’m only worried about how we will fend off the Soul Ghosts if they attack us?

If it’s just the two of us, relying merely on a fire wall might not be enough.”

Wang Mian then chuckled, “I actually think that since Elder Brother is causing such a stir and is so certain, he must surely be hiding something from us.

I suspect Elder Brother has done something unsightly on West Mang Mountain.”

Fang Yazi nodded.

“That’s possible.

Do you think we should inform Xiang Shi and the others?

Forget the Town Government people, notifying them might not guarantee they’d come, but what about the Patrolling Elders?

I’m afraid they might accuse us of hogging all the action afterward?”

Wang Mian was incisive.

“What you’re worried about isn’t hogging the action; the real issue is that we might not be able to handle it this time!

My suggestion is, let’s wait and see?

If the Soul Ghosts come, then we will send out the sword letters.

If there’s no sign of them, why bother them?”

Before he finished speaking, a voice came from behind, “The two of you hogging all the action?

You learn the bad habits from Hou Patrol but not the good!”

The two swiftly turned around to find Xiang Zhiwen and Tu Xiu standing behind them, looking at them with annoyance.

Wang Mian quickly put on a smile, “Elder Brother Xiang, Elder Brother Tu, what wind has blown you here?”

Xiang Zhiwen snorted, “Unhappy to see us?

Afraid that we’ll snatch your meal?”

Wang Mian cried out in indignant protest, “How could that be?

Elder Brother underestimates us.

It’s not really a secret anyway.

Elder Brother Hou mentioned this in front of everyone.

But since Uncle Zheng didn’t believe it,

You say we invited you, wouldn’t that place you in a difficult position?

So we thought we’d wait until things became clearer.”

Elder Brother, are only the two of you here, or has everyone else come as well?”

Xiang Zhiwen did not dwell further, “Everyone is here, not just the Patrolling lineage but also the Town Government lineage.

This is a major issue.

Better to err on the side of belief than disbelief; if Yinling really faces such a crisis and we shirk our duties, we might as well stay here forever.”

Tu Xiu explained on the side, “The other brothers have all gone to the various fortresses closest to West Mang Mountain — not a single one left unattended.

Those farther away couldn’t be helped due to our limited manpower.”

Wang Mian nodded, “That’s indeed ideal, Elder Brother is far-sighted and has arranged everything properly, truly a role model for us …”

Xiang Zhiwen cut him off mercilessly, “Enough with your flattery.

I’m asking you, since Hou Niao has already sent the message, is the message reliable?

Considering the moving speed of the Soul Ghosts, if it were a sighting followed by a message, these creatures would have already arrived; it doesn’t make sense for them to be so slow?”

Fang Yazi said cautiously, “When we parted, Senior Brother said he would not wait until everything was decided before notifying us.

He feared it would be too late, so he definitely made a preemptive judgment, which could be erroneous.”

However, after analyzing, we concluded that the first three days were the most dangerous.

If the Soul Ghosts did not stir within three days, it was likely that they were holding their breath, not caring about some loss of Soul Ghosts.”

Xiang Zhiwen sighed, his gaze also fixed in the direction of West Mang Mountain, “It’s not that I don’t trust Junior Brother Hou, but the Soul Ghosts of West Mang Mountain have been quiet for hundreds of years.

How could they suddenly become furious?

They have nothing to do with the giant rat clan either.”

Tu Xiu murmured from the side, “It’s a troublesome autumn.”

Xiang Zhiwen snorted, “What troublesome autumn?

I think it’s all because of that guy.

As soon as he entered Yinling, the amber incident occurred, followed by the massacre at Suqiu, and now, the change at West Mang Mountain…

If this guy stays here, who knows what else will happen?”

Wang Mian chuckled, “Senior Brother is wise, right on point.”

Xiang Zhiwen was a cautious man, “This firewood seems a bit scant, I’m afraid it won’t be very effective.

A slightly powerful Soul Ghost could endure the pain briefly and break through.

How did you prepare this?”

Wang Mian explained, “Everyone was collecting firewood, so we don’t have much.

We even gathered old furniture from the villagers’ homes.

But don’t worry, this is just the first layer of the Fire Wall.

If the soul ghosts attack, we will immediately light the second and even third layers.

For now, let’s conserve our resources.”

The four of them stared intently in the direction of West Mang Mountain, straining their eyes to the maximum, when suddenly, Tu Xiu noticed something new,

“Why does West Mang Mountain seem a bit blurry?

Are our eyes tired from staring too long?”

Xiang Zhiwen’s expression grew serious, “It’s not your eyes, they are coming!”

Wang Mian and Fang Yazi scrutinized closely and indeed noticed that the so-called blurriness was merely some faint shapes blocking the moonlight, resembling a rising black mist.

At this season and time, where would any fog come from?

There was only one possibility!

“Light the fire!

The third layer, quick, quick, quick!”

There was no need to conserve, the battle was just for this night.

Tomorrow, reinforcements from Jin City would arrive, and the ghost tide would naturally recede.

While they were busy lighting the fire, Xiang Zhiwen took out two Wild Geese Letters, the exclusive sword emissaries of the Quanzhen Sect, only accessible to cultivators at his level.

With a flick of his wrist, they vanished into thin air.

Wang Mian was curious, “Senior Brother is truly cautious, sending two such precious letters at once.”

Xiang Zhiwen slowly drew his longsword, “One is sent to Jin City, but how quickly they will respond, I do not know; the other is sent to Miao Gao Town, where Uncle Yu is stationed.

He will be the fastest reinforcements we can get!”

He knew very well that the trial team included three Upper Cultivators from Tongxuan, and yet the Soul Ghosts spilled over.

Whatever happened at West Mang Mountain was certainly no small incident; he knew all too well Uncle Zheng’s temperament.

He liked to keep things under wraps, even if it meant disrupting the trial, he would never allow the Soul Ghosts to over-spill, because that was his responsibility.

He failed to do so, and the reasons could only be imagined.

“Prepare for a battle to the death!

It’ll take some time for aid from Miao Gao Town to reach here, and Uncle Yu might not even come to Yinyue Castle!

As for Jin City, don’t have too many expectations!”