Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

After advancing another four hundred li, and with only one hundred li remaining to the Chada tribe, Sukelinma seemed to remember something. Sitting on horseback, he turned to the richly dressed man beside him and said, "Immortal, we are about to step into the territory of the Chada tribe. But before that, I have a few words, and I'm not sure if I should say them or not?"

Clearly, Sukelinma seemed to be wary of something, and his expression began to become unnatural.

The richly dressed man heard this, then dismissed the two beautiful maids beside him, and said with an arrogant expression, "Chief Linma, you may speak freely."

Hearing the richly dressed man's approval, Sukelinma gained confidence and said softly, "It's like this, Immortal. The Chada tribe, as the eternal overlord of the Changping Grassland, has a foundation that should not be underestimated. Although our Linma tribe has thrived under your protection in recent years, when facing the Chada tribe, I fear..."

"With me here, what do you fear?" But before Sukelinma could finish speaking, the richly dressed man beside him said with displeasure, "Chief Linma, you must know that even if the Chada tribe is powerful, they are still just mortals. You have seen my methods, haven't you? Are you doubting me?"

"No, no, no, of course I wouldn't dare to doubt your abilities, Immortal." Sukelinma was frightened by the richly dressed man's words and quickly shook his head.

Sukelinma was extremely respectful of the richly dressed man's abilities, especially the copper bell in his hand. When struck once, a blazing fire would spew out of the bell, burning the entire grassland along with the tents on it to ashes. When struck twice, a torrent of surging water would rush out of the bell, submerging all the cattle, sheep, and people without a trace!

It was precisely because of this powerful magic weapon that the Linma tribe was able to rise rapidly on the Changping Grassland.

However, unlike in the past, they were now facing the ancient overlord that had stood firm on the Changping Grassland for hundreds of years. Although Sukelinma firmly believed in the richly dressed man's abilities, he couldn't help but be a little worried.

So he whispered a reminder, "Immortal, you may not know, but the Chada tribe is also very magical, especially their founding ancestor, who was heroic and mighty, like a demon god descended to earth. He once single-handedly killed a wicked Flood Dragon, thus ensuring the prosperity of the Changping Grassland for hundreds of years. So I fear, does the Chada tribe still have some unknown unique power left behind? Would it be dangerous for us to attack rashly?"

Originally, Sukelinma was full of confidence, but the closer he got to the Chada tribe, the more uneasy he became. After all, they were about to face the ancient hegemony that was said to be forever invincible!

After hearing Sukelinma's words, a serious expression appeared on the richly dressed man's face for the first time. He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then smiled contemptuously again and said, "Chief Linma, you may be right. The ancestor of the Chada tribe may really be a demon god, but I ask you, after him, have any descendants inherited his bravery?"

"Uh... I haven't heard of that. I only know that there is an unusually heavy long saber in the Chada tribe. For hundreds of years, no one has been able to move it even a fraction." Sukelinma honestly replied.

"Heh heh, that's right then." The richly dressed man's smile grew even wider, and he said, "I think that apart from their first ancestor, who was a dragon, the rest of the descendants are worms. Facing these weak worms, with this Immortal personally taking action, what do you have to fear?"

"That's right!" After hearing the richly dressed man's words, the worries in Sukelinma's heart instantly vanished, and he became confident again, saying, "Immortal is indeed an immortal, awakening me from my dream. Now I know what to do."

"Heh heh, you lower-realm commoners, you only know how to scare yourselves. Alright, let's march faster. After helping you clean up that Chada tribe, this Immortal still needs to go back and dote on my beloved concubines!"

After saying that, the richly dressed man leaned back, immediately knocking down the two beautiful maids. After kissing them on the face, he laughed extremely lewdly.

But Sukelinma seemed to be used to all of this. With a wave of his hand, he urged the army to speed up!

.........

Meilong Tan!

Located less than five hundred zhang from the Chada tribe, this place has a wide and extremely flat terrain, and it has always been the place where the Chada tribe fought countless challengers.

At this time, Old Chada dragged his sick body and sat precariously on the saddle, coughing from time to time. In front of him, Tuolei Chada, only a little over ten years old, tightly gripped the reins and looked resolutely into the distance.

Behind them, more than two thousand strong men of the Chada tribe stood quietly with their curved sabers.

They were all waiting, waiting for the arrival of the first challenger in nearly a hundred years.

However, unlike in the past, their eyes no longer had the sharpness of a hawk, but had become extremely panicked.

After all, they had not fought a war for decades, and the two leaders of the army, one old and about to die, and the other not yet an adult, so they were even more uneasy, secretly wondering whether they could resist the Linma army, which was as powerful as a rainbow.

Old Chada, of course, saw the hesitation in the eyes of these Chada people, and could only sigh helplessly.

In fact, he originally wanted to tell the tribesmen the news that an Upper Immortal would come to help, but unfortunately, when he asked the Upper Immortal, the Upper Immortal only told him not to publicize it, let alone spread it around, otherwise, he would leave immediately.

Faced with this instruction from the Upper Immortal, Old Chada was puzzled, but he had no choice but to agree. After all, he knew that if he wanted to defeat the Linma tribe and thus defend this grassland passed down by his ancestors, he could only rely on the help of the Upper Immortal. If the Upper Immortal left, then their Chada tribe would really be finished.

So at this time, facing the panic among the tribesmen, Old Chada had no choice but to sigh!

"Here... here it comes, the people of the Linma tribe are here!"

At this moment, someone shouted, attracting everyone's attention to the southern grassland.

At this time, pairs of neat cavalry were stepping forward with a rhythmic sound. Unlike the panicked Chada people, everyone's face revealed an incomparably powerful confidence.

This confidence, even hundreds of zhang away, could be clearly transmitted to the Chada tribe, causing them to retreat a step in awe.

Seeing this scene, Tuolei Chada knew that it was not good, and quickly drew out his leather whip and slapped it on the ground.

However, even so, some people still couldn't help but mutter softly in their hearts: "Can we really win this battle?"