Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 572 - 572 571 Initial Hidden Worries Seeking Guaranteed Monthly Ticket

572: Chapter 571: Initial Hidden Worries [Seeking Guaranteed Monthly Ticket] 572: Chapter 571: Initial Hidden Worries [Seeking Guaranteed Monthly Ticket] The Tongtian Realm main battlefield had achieved victory, and soon after, the battle in the Golden Core realm was quickly decided as well.

Yu Zhengxing wanted to do everything to retain all the high-tier undead creatures without eyes.

Unfortunately, due to the larger number of enemies, two still managed to escape.

The entire battle, the Undead Army lacked any strategy or tactic.

There was no hidden paths or deceptive maneuvers, nor any feigned attacks or surprises.

It was just the most primal form of group fighting, swarming en masse and fleeing in a dash, fully demonstrating the intelligence level of the undead creatures.

However, they should not be underestimated for that reason, as they possessed an endless number of troops.

In the Kneecap Desert, there are even more and smarter high-tier entities; undead creatures can afford to fail.

They can easily regroup and attack again, but humans cannot.

Because of inappropriate tactics, the Undead Army swept through this time, leaving behind chaos.

Yet they almost did no damage to the protective forest.

But one day, they would understand what the human’s weak point was here.

If they targeted the forest strips, nearly a thousand undead creatures spreading out in a concentrated attack would definitely overwhelm them with their current manpower.

The most speechless part about battling the Undead Army was that there was no need to clean up the battlefield because there was nothing to pick up…

This battle also established the Gui Team’s status among the human cultivator Forest Protection Team.

Their achievements were widely recognized.

Of course, the main reason was that Hou Niao’s capabilities had been acknowledged by everyone.

In the Cultivation World, battle is the best way to establish status, especially someone who could bring victory to their side.

Having achieved this rare victory in nearly a century, everyone was fired up and wanted to do something, but the frustrating part was, what was there to do?

The one thousand five hundred miles of forest strips had already drained their treasures dry.

Not only those like Hou Niao and Nan Xiangye who had given their all from the beginning, but also those who had later squeezed out every bit they had.

By now, just these people’s potential had been exhausted.

If there were no other methods, the forest strips towards Ancient Lop would embarrassingly stop as a semi-finished product, with nearly a thousand miles on each wing remaining out of reach indefinitely.

After the battle, some of the cultivators who hadn’t exerted much effort took the initiative to search for enemies.

However, for the Gui Team, it was unnecessary; they had made the biggest impact, and it was only fair to leave some opportunities for others to shine.

A few people lingered in the forest strips, admiring… well, it couldn’t really be called a beautiful view?

The greenery was too sparse, not yet forming a shade.

But what was visible to the naked eye was that there were significantly more signs of life in the forest strips.

Nan Xiangye smacked his lips, “Who has ten thousand Spirit Stones?

The Undead Army won’t be coming back soon.

Let’s take this gap to relax in Qin Country or Yue Country, huh?

It’s almost been two years here, surrounded by yellow and gray.

I just want to see some green stuff…”

Fairy Huang huffed, “The northwest is all the same.

Even the lands of Qin and Jin aren’t much better than here!

If you want to see the earth brimming with spring, you’d have to look to the southeast or southwest… Moreover, for us here, when was the last time we saw ten thousand Spirit Stones?

At old Zhang’s grave, right?

Are we lacking in greenery?”

Nan Xiangye sighed, “When will these hard days end?”

Yuan Shangyuan said gloomily, “That depends on how long we can live…”

Wang Gandang, who had also slowly blended into this group, said, “Our biggest problem now is the lack of Spirit Stones…”

Nan Xiangye felt depressed, “Is lacking Spirit Stones a problem?

That’s the answer!”

Everyone was somewhat gloomy, not just because they were penniless but because despite having given their all, they still couldn’t achieve their goal.

If the forest strips didn’t take form, how could they inspire other regions’ afforestation plans?

If only the three thousand miles towards Ancient Lop took form, it still wouldn’t solve the fundamental issue.

They could withstand the sand invasion from the front, but couldn’t prevent the sand from encircling them from the sides.

Now, they couldn’t even achieve this three thousand mile benchmark.

A cultivator flew over and transmitted a message: “Brother Hou, Uncle Yu is looking for you to discuss something.”

Hou Niao looked at his friends, “The old guy looking for me?

But he might be disappointed.

Right now, even if I sold myself, I wouldn’t be worth a few Spirit Stones.”

On the way, laid-back and unconcerned, he didn’t think the old guy would have any serious matters.

In his capacity, he had already done his utmost.

A regional nature of a large-scale afforestation plan was not something a Tongtian Realm cultivator could meddle in, let alone Golden Core cultivators managing it seemed a bit inadequate.

Such large-scale projects that counter one side needed to be led by Nascent Transformation ancestors and supported by Sects; that these volunteers could achieve this extent was already a miracle.

Yu Zhengxing strolled through the forest strips.

Since the trees were mostly still very bare with few branches and leaves, it was quite easy to find him.

Hou Niao slowly caught up, trailing a few steps behind, matching step by step.

Yu Zhengxing remained as calm as water, only somewhat emotional, “These trees, after two more years of growth, you won’t be able to see me from the outside.

Think about it, lush and verdant, a desert wonder, what a sight would that be?”

Hou Niao was inconsiderate, “If the disciple wanted to see lush and verdant, staying in the southwest would have sufficed.

Why come here?

You also don’t need to appeal to sentimentality.

As far as I’m concerned, it’s best if I can’t see you, at least the Spirit Stones in the gourd stay intact.”

Yu Zhengxing had long gotten used to his lack of formality.

After all, a very real fact was that he had emptied these disciples’ fortunes and yet could not promise them a certain future.

He reflected emotionally, “Speaking of which, while others worry about how to earn Spirit Stones, I’m worried about how to spend them…”

“Oh?”

“I’m worried about how to stretch this last hundred Spirit Stones until the end of the year.”

Hou Niao wisely did not indulge the conversation, fearing it would backfire, but Yu Zhengxing did not intend to let him off,

“I know you all blame me for initiating this afforestation project without sufficient consideration.

Insufficient resources, insufficient personnel, insufficient public opinion coverage.

Relying only on us to achieve such an unprecedented big move is like seeking honors by flattering heaven.

You think so too, right?”

“But I don’t regret it because I’m very clear about one fact: no preparation is foolproof.

There’s always an unexpected element that you didn’t foresee.

If you don’t start, you’ll never know what the unexpected is.”

Hou Niao shrugged, “Fair’s fair, my only regret is that although I’ve done my best, I don’t know how to continue from here.

After decades of cultivation, what I’ve learned doesn’t help me much.”

Yu Zhengxing looked at him, “You’re wrong.

Without trying, how would you know where your limits are?

Ask yourself, have you really tried your best?

Or do you presume so?

Restricting your own capabilities, but blaming the difficulties on others, on realms, on your elders?”

Hou Niao rolled his eyes, “Uncle, you’re starting to dig a hole again!”