Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1785 - 1778: Reinforcements Arrive

Chapter 1785: Chapter 1778: Reinforcements Arrive

For Jiuyun Ying, who had protective Qi surrounding him, taking a few hits was nothing at all. Those cuts didn’t even break his armor, let alone require the protection of his True Qi defense.

As the battle concluded, Ichuan Fei, who had let down his guard, felt his arm grow increasingly painful, to the point where he couldn’t help but cry out in agony.

Hearing his voice, everyone else immediately tensed up. Jiuyun Ying and Gaofeng Yang rushed over with their blades, asking with concern, "What happened? Were you shot with an arrow?"

"It should be yesterday’s arrow wound," Luzun Qian replied.

"Let me see." Jiuyun Ying said, inserting his blade into the snow and carefully unwrapping the bandage on Ichuan Fei’s left arm.

Yesterday’s arrow was clearly problematic, either poisonous or infected. At this moment, Ichuan Fei’s arm was swollen, and black blood was oozing from the wound.

Seeing this, Jiuyun Ying didn’t think twice before putting his mouth to the wound, sucking out the black blood and spitting it out. He did this over ten times until the wound finally showed healthy flesh color, and the blood flowed normally.

"How is it?" Huayu Xuan asked with concern from the side.

"Better," Ichuan Fei nodded weakly with sweat all over his face. Then he looked at Jiuyun Ying and said gratefully, "Thank you, General, for saving my life."

"We’re comrades, no need to be so formal," Jiuyun Ying waved it off.

"Watch out, something’s up!" Luzun Qian, who was in charge of holding the horses, suddenly shouted while pointing into the distance.

Following his direction, they saw dozens of dark figures at the snowy horizon, seemingly attracted by the earlier battle and gunshots.

As a cultivator, Gaofeng Yang stared at these unexpected visitors and couldn’t help frowning. His cultivator’s intuition told him that many among them were also cultivators, making the situation somewhat tricky.

In the earlier battle, two cultivators handling over a dozen ordinary soldiers posed no problem, but facing so many cultivators even if Gaofeng Yang and Jiuyun Ying teamed up, may not suffice.

The figures continued to approach. It was a team of forty to fifty Eastern Barbarian cavalry, closing in along the previous route, clearly having noticed Ichuan Fei and his companions.

"Mount your horses, prepare to retreat!" Gaofeng Yang turned and waved, loudly calling out.

"But we only have three horses," Luzun Qian said with difficulty.

"In that case..." Gaofeng Yang and Jiuyun Ying exchanged a glance. He nodded and said, "You two protect the Young Lord in the retreat, Jiuyun Brother and I will handle these guys and catch up with you."

"Don’t joke, many of these people are cultivators. How will you handle them?" Ichuan Fei resolutely refused.

"Young Lord, don’t underestimate the two of us," Jiuyun Ying said through gritted teeth, "I can’t say one against ten, but holding back these riffraff shouldn’t be too much of an issue."

"I need you both, you both must survive!" Ichuan Fei said.

"Manor Lord, if I don’t make it back, please take care..."

Just as Jiuyun Ying was about to finish speaking, they suddenly heard the sound of galloping hooves from the other side, which sounded like at least a hundred horses.

"It’s reinforcements!" Luzun Qian immediately recognized the familiar military formation and was overjoyed.

"The reinforcements are here?" Upon hearing this, everyone became excited.

Seemingly sensing the threat, the Eastern Barbarian cavalry quickly halted, hesitated for a moment, and began to retreat toward another line of defense.

But just then, a figure blitzed across the snowfield, charging directly at the dozens of cavalry. The person moved with such skill that they seemed to tread snow without leaving traces, sprinting as if on flat ground.

"Dare to run? Leave some behind for me!"

Seeing the Eastern Barbarian cavalry trying to flee, the person shouted and jumped high, pulling out a waist knife and slashed at the snow.

A Qi force, transformed into an invisible long blade dozens of meters long, instantly cut a long swath through the snow, obliterating the riders and their horses who were hit by the Qi.

"What a skill!" Witnessing this scene, Jiuyun Ying and Gaofeng Yang couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

Then that figure executed another horizontal slash in the air, with Qi force breaking trees, and trees as thick as a bowl fell, staining the snow with blood once again.

Seeing this, the Eastern Barbarian cavalry were terrified, barely daring to linger, and spurred their horses frantically in an attempt to escape this person’s pursuit.

"None of you can leave!" After landing, the person angrily shouted, softly tread on the snow, leaving footprints as they prepared to continue the chase.

"I’m here, save me, come quickly and save me!"

Upon hearing this person’s voice, Ichuan Fei was more excited than anyone. He shouted regardless of any consequences.

The person shuddered upon hearing Ichuan Fei’s voice, collapsing into knee-deep snow, breaking their skill.

Turning around, seeing Ichuan Fei and his group, the person’s face lit up with surprise and disbelief. Dropping the waist knife, they rushed toward them desperately.

"Get out of my way!"

Confronted by the thick snow’s obstruction, the person was very upset. Raising their hand, they struck a palm, and the Qi force immediately opened a path before them.

The person flew to the group’s front, causing Jiuyun Ying and Gaofeng Yang to exchange glances, neither daring to block them, only stepping aside.

The person came to Ichuan Fei, grabbing his shoulder with evident excitement. Despite being a young man of over twenty, he couldn’t help but burst into tears, his voice turning into sobs.

"Brother, brother, I thought you, I thought you..." the person said tearfully, looking at Ichuan Fei.

"I’m fine, it’s all thanks to you coming," Ichuan Fei replied weakly.

"Brother, could this person be..." Jiuyun Ying murmured, glancing at Gaofeng Yang, already having an answer in mind.

If he remembered correctly, this person should be Ichuan Fei’s own younger brother, the illustrious Yichuan Xv.

Yichuan Xv was not someone who rose to fame later; he was renowned from the start. If Ichuan Fei could only pursue scholarly pursuits due to his inability to cultivate, then Yichuan Xv was a natural genius in cultivation.

Thus, from childhood to adulthood, Yichuan Xv was always seen as the model child, advancing faster in cultivation and quickly mastering any martial skills. He was not only the first cultivator of the Yichuan Clan to master both military and scholarly cultivation but also the fastest to reach the Golden Core Realm.

So, it’s no surprise that by his twenties, he possessed such astonishing combat power. Yichuan Xv, at any time, remained in a peak state.

Yet, this invincible person cried uncontrollably upon reuniting with his long-lost brother.

It’s hard to understand his relationship with Ichuan Fei, for in the traditional Kyushu hierarchy where martial prowess was esteemed, Ichuan Fei’s inability to cultivate naturally placed him below Yichuan Xv—even as an elder brother, he couldn’t demand anything from Yichuan Xv.

For a cultivation prodigy like Yichuan Xv, who had been revered by everyone along the way, it was difficult to imagine that someone like him was so closely bonded with Ichuan Fei, who couldn’t cultivate at all.

"I thought I couldn’t hold on any longer, never expected I could wait for you..." said Ichuan Fei, feeling increasingly weary, involuntarily closing his eyes.

"Brother, brother, you mustn’t have an accident." Seeing this, Yichuan Xv became panicked and flustered.

"I’m a bit cold..." Ichuan Fei said weakly.

"Cold, cold, I’ll give you my clothes," Yichuan Xv said, desperately taking off his fur cloak to wrap Ichuan Fei.

"Young Lord, Young Lord, your brother is injured and must be taken back immediately," Huayu Xuan gently reminded.

"Injured," Yichuan Xv paused for a moment, then angrily questioned, "Why didn’t you say so earlier."

"Sorry..." Huayu Xuan bowed his head, not daring to retort.

"You’ll be fine, you’ll be fine, someone, anyone!" Yichuan Xv, holding Ichuan Fei, shouted urgently.

With allied cavalry arriving, the situation was completely under control. Most of the cavalry were Nine Thousand Battalion private soldiers of the Gaofeng Family. Seeing Gaofeng Yang safe and sound, their reaction was scarcely better than Yichuan Xv’s—they dismounted, knelt, and kowtowed before Gaofeng Yang.

"Get up, you’ve done well, you’ve all earned your merit." Gaofeng Yang waved his hand.

"Young Lord, your safety is more important than anything," the leading general exclaimed excitedly.

Thus, Ichuan Fei and his group were finally rescued, and with the Dongsheng army retrieving this group of people, it can be said the entire rescue mission was half completed.

Later, they were transferred to the Zhen’an Mansion in Yun State to recuperate and only returned to the Capital City after spring began.