Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

The sun sets slowly, where the water and sky meet, dyed in a blood-red color.

At the boundary between darkness and light, a tiny speck of light the size of a grain of rice emerges from beneath the sea.

As the endless horizon engulfs the last ray of sunlight.

That tiny speck of light, originally the size of a grain of rice, finally reveals its true form!

It is a gigantic flying ship.

To be precise, it is a huge ship with towering pavilions, resembling a city in the sky!

On the spacious and smooth deck in front of the ship, solemn and dignified guards in armor stand in neat rows, like perfectly cut tofu cubes.

In addition, on both sides of the flying ship, there are six formations of blue, green, red, yellow, black, and purple, closely following behind.

They ride swords, control the wind, have purple lightning swirling around them, or tremble with the roar of fire dragons...

There are shimmering runes under their feet, radiating colorful lights;

There are also shadows accompanying them, obscure and indistinct!

On top of the city walls, the guards who were the first to spot the flying ship thought it was a Rogue Cultivator attacking.

They immediately started sending messages to notify the garrison inside the city and the Gold Core cultivators to come and support.

But as the ship approached closer and the scene on the ship became clearer...

They gradually realized... that something seemed off.

Especially the six cultivators in different colors on both sides of the ship, densely packed like locusts passing through, like surging tides, suffocating and oppressive, as if suddenly shouldering a mountain.

"Quick! Quick! Quick!"

At the forefront of the city walls, a Foundation Building cultivator wearing scale armor, with a powerful and restrained aura, and looking somewhat older, immediately issued an urgent command.

"Go and invite Lord Yuyang!"

"Go and invite Lord Yuyang!!!"

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On the flying ship.

At the highest point of the ship's tower.

Six peak Soul Formation stage masters stood side by side, and in front of them stood an old man in a black robe with a sword on his back.

In this northern expedition, it was led by two Return to Void stage powerhouses, and the old man was one of them.

Speaking of the old man, he was briefly introduced to Ji Boying by another master of the Thunder Temple during the meeting.

The old man's surname was Chen, and his name was Chen Hui. He was one of the Four Fiends of the Mysterious Yin Main Hall.

Ji Boying had seen the Four Fiends when he entered the headquarters of the Trading Company and saw them at the Scripture Pavilion.

The Mysterious Yin Main Hall was quite special, with two hall masters, Wuyao, who ranked second on the Sun Ranking, and Wuyou, who ranked third. The former was in charge of military affairs, while the latter was in charge of internal affairs. The Four Fiends belonged to Wuyao's faction.

When Ji Boying first saw this, he thought that the Four Fiends of the Mysterious Yin Main Hall would be emotionless killing machines, somewhat similar to the Six Sword Slaves...

It wasn't until the last meeting that Ji Boying learned from the master of the Thunder Temple that the powerhouse leading the charge this time was actually Chen Hui, one of the Four Fiends!

Hmm...

It was completely different from what he had imagined.

In terms of appearance alone, Chen Hui, the senior, and the handsome uncle were equally outstanding, and it was hard to say who was better. The former appeared more scholarly and elegant, while the latter appeared more free and easy like an immortal.

He had completely missed the mark by thinking of them as emotionless killing machines. Even being called the Four Fiends seemed a bit forced.

Of course, one cannot judge a person by their appearance, just as one cannot measure the sea.

If it weren't for the reminder from his good brother and colleague from the Thunder Temple, who was also a national hero, Ji Boying would have been deceived by this "scholarly" man with a sword on his back. A thousand years ago, he single-handedly defeated the three major first-class sects in the Southern Continent and slaughtered all the elders, disciples, and even the servants and spirit beasts of those sects.

He had truly been deceived by this kind-looking face.

Just like some girls.

Clearly, they can easily lift a nearly twenty-kilogram bucket of water and even open a coconut or peel a pomelo without any tools.

But in front of their boyfriends, they become unable to even unscrew the cap of a regular mineral water bottle, only capable of whining and lacking strength like a cute and silly girl.

Hmm...

Scratch the lacking strength part for now.

This is a technical task, it has nothing to do with strength.

"Let the flying boat stop for now."

Just at this moment...

The kind-looking and benevolent old man suddenly spoke.

"Although Yuyang City is one of the twelve main cities in the Northern Continent, in terms of prosperity, it is not inferior to the other main cities outside the Spiritual Treasure City on Mingzhu Island."

"But..."

"Yuyang City is located on the southern border of the Northern Continent, and it is a newly developed main city that has only been developed for tens of thousands of years. It is far away from other main cities and has limited contact and difficult transportation. Moreover... going north for another thousand miles is the first barrier to enter the Arctic Cold Continent, the Qiankun Pass."

"And this Qiankun Pass is the agreed place for us to join forces with the Heavenly Demon Temple."

"So..."

"No matter what, we must take down Yuyang City, and we must take it down swiftly and decisively!"

Saying that, he glanced at the people behind him.

They are not only the outstanding young generation of the commercial guild, but also the top talents on the Huiyue Ranking!

Ji Boying, the first on the Huiyue Ranking, is naturally among them!

"Who among you is willing to be the vanguard and strive for the first victory in this northern expedition?"

The old man's words seemed to have a magical power, instantly causing the originally calm crowd to boil.

Even Ji Boying, at this moment, was filled with fighting spirit as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"What's going on?"

Ji Boying couldn't help but furrow his brows, secretly murmuring to himself:

"I'm clearly not fond of fighting, especially at a time like this. With my personality, I don't even want to come out with talismans, let alone take the lead in charging."

"Why do I now have the urge to take the lead in the charge?"

"Hehe, no need to feel surprised."

Just at this moment, a gentle laughter sounded in his mind.

Looking up, it turned out to be the big brother of the national people who was also in the Tianlei Main Hall with him.

Only hearing the latter's voice transmission explanation:

"Although Senior Chen practices both the Law Body and the Sword Formation, but... the main path he cultivates is purely the path of killing, and he has already comprehended the Law of Slaughter."

"Under the Law of Slaughter, unless one has the power to resist the laws, they will be eroded by it, becoming fond of fighting, bloodthirsty, and impulsive."

"If the killing restriction is opened at this time and blood is seen, the whole person will fall into a state of frenzy."

Isn't this just a frenzy buff!

Tsk tsk...

This kind-looking and benevolent old man is really full of contrasts.

Ji Boying silently complained in his heart, then immediately transmitted his voice to the big brother of the national people:

"Thank you, Lord Qin, for clarifying."

"Mr. Ji, no need to be polite."

While the two were talking, someone had already walked out from among them.

Wearing a yellow robe, from the Qishan Hall.

His whole body was filled with abundant and pure Qi and blood, just like Ji Boying, he was a pure body cultivator. As for his realm... he had already reached the peak of the Yuanwu Realm.

He bowed to the kind-looking and benevolent old man, and with a rough and dull voice, he said:

"I am willing to be the vanguard!"

As the burly young man from the Qishan Hall spoke, immediately beside the old man, another yellow-robed hall master smiled and introduced:

"Wang Lie, 86th on the Huiyue Ranking, and also one of my direct disciples."

Chen Juan smiled kindly and said:

"In that case, you will lead three hundred people to take the southern city gate for me."

"Yes!"

Wang Lie bowed, and then immediately drew three hundred people from the deck of the ship, flying towards Yuyang City.