Chapter 61

"Mahā Zhenyu!"

Indeed, although the barbarian divine envoy was severely injured, he still had the strength to fight. If Gu Chensha were to attack him at this moment, he would still be killed.

Even if he was at the end of his strength, he could still kill ten Gu Chensha in three breaths.

The barbarian divine envoy once again emitted innate qi, choosing to protect himself first.

However, the green light of the Wu Xin Du Xin Fu (Untrustworthy Heart Seizing Talisman) was not an attack; it directly merged with the barbarian divine envoy's innate qi and then entered his body.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

The barbarian divine envoy clutched his head and rolled on the ground, losing all composure. Gu Chensha quickly moved away, as he had never tested the power of the Wu Xin Du Xin Fu, only reading about its description and usage in ancient books.

Gradually, the barbarian divine envoy stood up, leaped suddenly, and appeared in front of Gu Chensha, startling him so much that he almost fled into the space within the Sun and Moon Altar.

However, the next words from the barbarian divine envoy filled him with joy.

"Master, your loyal servant, Kukata, greets you." The barbarian divine envoy knelt on one knee.

"The power of the Wu Xin Du Xin Fu is indeed great, or did I enhance the talisman's power with Heavenly Dew? It actually subjugated this barbarian divine envoy?" Gu Chensha felt a mental connection with the barbarian divine envoy, able to command him to do things.

"Quickly take me away from here."

Gu Chensha gave the order.

"Yes!" The barbarian divine envoy's body moved, and a current of air enveloped both him and Gu Chensha. With a whoosh, they shot into the sky, faster than a bird, and in less than half an hour, they were already hundreds of miles away in the mountains.

"Put me down." Gu Chensha ordered again.

"Yes!" The barbarian divine envoy descended to the ground, retracted his innate qi, and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

"Are you alright?" Gu Chensha asked.

"Master, your servant is fine." The barbarian divine envoy Kukata knelt on one knee again: "The explosion injured my meridians, causing a loss of vital energy, but I will recover in ten to fifteen days."

"Can you advance to the Eighth Transformation of the Dao Realm?" Gu Chensha asked this question, fearing that if the barbarian divine envoy advanced to the Eighth Transformation, he would refine the power of the Wu Xin Du Xin Fu and lose control, which would mean certain death for him.

In other words, the barbarian divine envoy Kukata was like a crack in the sea, a thunderbolt that could explode at any time.

"Master, I cultivate the Mahā Zhenyu Sutra, one of the highest secret texts of our sect. At critical moments, I must communicate with the Mahā God King and receive guidance to break through. Now that I no longer believe in the Mahā God King, there is no hope of breaking through." The barbarian divine envoy quickly added: "Unless I switch to another secret text, but that would take at least several decades, or even longer."

"That's good." Gu Chensha felt relieved. He knew that after being hit by the Wu Xin Du Xin Fu, the barbarian divine envoy would not lie, meaning he now had a Seventh Transformation of the Dao Realm servant.

Thinking about it, he was startled. The Seventh Transformation of the Dao Realm meant what? Even the hidden elders and old monsters in the thousand-year-old families might only have this level of cultivation.

"At this moment, I cannot be too arrogant. Kukata must not be exposed; he can only secretly train people and build strength for me." Gu Chensha gradually calmed down: "I now control him with the Wu Xin Du Xin Fu. If this is exposed and other princes find out, they might find a way to eliminate the power of the talisman, and I would be in a dire situation."

Especially the Seventh Prince, Gu Fasha, would never allow him to have such a powerful servant.

Moreover, Gu Fasha's cultivation was even higher than the barbarian divine envoy.

This great fortune must not be revealed.

"Kukata, change your name to... Gu... No, that's a royal name. Then, Chen... No, that might make people think you are from the Xian Dynasty royal family. How about this, you will be called Yiming, the same surname as Xiaoyizi." Gu Chensha thought.

"Yiming greets Master." He knelt again.

"Your current appearance is not suitable. Put on the Jiaojiao armor." Gu Chensha took out a set of armor from the altar space and wrapped it around "Yiming," so no one could see his condition: "Now, there is chaos among the barbarians in Taoxian County. I must return immediately, gather my troops, and eliminate the barbarian forces in Taoxian County!"

After everything was arranged, Gu Chensha remembered an important matter.

Eliminating the barbarian forces in Taoxian County was the top priority. If he could recapture Taoxian County and eliminate tens of thousands of troops, it would be a great achievement, not only earning him a heavy reward but also significantly increasing his power.

With "Yiming," a Seventh Transformation of the Dao Realm, Gu Chensha quickly returned to the small town.

At this moment, all the soldiers in the town were looking into the distance.

The massive explosion had already been felt hundreds of miles away.

They did not know what had happened but did not dare to send troops rashly.

"Nineteenth Prince, you have finally returned?" Shi Zhongtie, fully armored and ready for battle, saw Gu Chensha and quickly knelt on one knee.

Behind Gu Chensha was a man in armor, but he did not ask, showing great wisdom.

"I know what you want to ask, but now is not the time to talk. Prepare for battle, head to Taoxian County!" Gu Chensha issued the order: "A massive explosion occurred in Taoxian County, the barbarian temple collapsed, and the experts were almost all killed. We must act immediately to recapture Taoxian County and achieve great military merit, establishing a great cause."

"Yes!"

At that moment, everyone was excited, sharpening their weapons and making full preparations.

"Set out!"

The order was given, and the troops moved out under the cover of night, heading for Taoxian County.

Xian Capital.

The sky was bright.

The red sun hung high, a beautiful day.

Lou Baoyue practiced her breathing, opened her eyes, and a green qi stream entered her body, circulating throughout. The room was filled with the scent of spring.

"Princess, your cultivation is getting stronger." Miaoxiang and others served her: "I have never seen the cultivation method you have been practicing these days."

"This method was personally taught to me by the Emperor after I entered the Dao Realm, called the Great Swallowing Spirit Method. It is not about absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy but using a very high frequency of meditation to form a key, opening a higher dimension, and filtering out a higher level of immortal energy." Lou Baoyue stood up without saying more.

"What is a dimension? I have read many books but never found this term." Miaoxiang asked.

"This is not something you can understand now. Wait until you enter the Dao Realm." Lou Baoyue was very careful in training these maids: "Your martial arts are all about the same level. You have trained hard in the Lou family since childhood, fought many battles, and eliminated bandits, but you lack true battlefield experience and the intensity of fighting thousands of enemies. The insight needed to advance to the Dao Realm must come from this. I see that the barbarian forces have been mobilized, and it is time to set out and sweep away their nests."

"Princess, the temple in Taoxian County exploded, and the barbarian troops are in chaos. The Nineteenth Prince has led his troops to attack." Suddenly, Sixiang came in with the latest intelligence: "This is the latest message from the flying eagle."

"Why did it explode? Have you found out?" Lou Baoyue frowned. "Could it be that the spatial rift of the barbarians caused a fluctuation, leading to their failure?"

"We don't know. The incident happened just half a day ago, from midnight to now, only ten hours have passed." Sixiang quickly replied: "This message was sent by Shi Zhongtie under the command of the Marquis of Giant Rock to the Inspector of Bansouth. Our people in Bansouth received the message and released the flying eagle, thus obtaining this information. We don't know the current situation in Taoxian County."

"Immediately lead the troops to set out for Taoxian County in Bansouth Province." Lou Baoyue stood up.

The massive explosion was something she had not anticipated.

"The Third Prince has also set out with his troops." At this moment, Meixiang hurried in to report.

"Old Three was waiting for Gu Chensha to make a move, to flush out the barbarians and see if there were any other experts among them. But he didn't expect such a big commotion. If the barbarians suffered heavy losses due to the explosion, the credit will go to Gu Chensha. In the future, when the court rewards the princes for their achievements, he will lose face. The Emperor's policy is to eliminate the barbarians, and the princes' achievements will be closely watched and cultivated." Lou Baoyue spoke as she left.

The sound of slaughter echoed for dozens of miles.

Taoxian County had become a battlefield.

Gu Chensha, leading his troops and those of Shi Zhongtie, formed a torrent, rushing into the panicked barbarian camp. They did not take prisoners, only slaughtering, like iron nails piercing the heart, leaving the barbarian army unprepared.

That day, Gu Chensha alone intercepted thousands of barbarian cavalry on the road, though trapped, he killed two to three hundred. Now, with the help of the army, the speed of slaughter was dozens of times faster.

More terrifying was that all his troops wore Jiaojiao armor, making them invulnerable to blades and bullets. Arrows and weapons bounced off their bodies without any effect.

This demonstrated the invincibility of the Jiaojiao armor. Even ordinary civilians, if they wore it, could kill ten elite soldiers. If it could be mass-produced, the Great Yong army's destruction of the barbarians would not be just talk.

Pfft! Pfft!

Gu Chensha did not wear the Chilong armor on the battlefield. He naturally used it to hone his martial arts, but his speed of slaughter was the fastest. The Demon-Slaying Blade cut through the barbarian soldiers, warriors, martial arts masters, and even the barbarian martial arts patriarchs like cutting grass, with any attack being deflected. His techniques were so exquisite and ingenious.

For a moment, his altar space was filled with countless blood balls and soul combinations.

Originally, he had five hundred drops of Heavenly Dew, but now there were less than a hundred. He needed to kill more barbarian soldiers and generals to replenish his supply. He now knew that the more Heavenly Dew he had, the better. It could not only enhance his own abilities and strengthen his flesh and blood but also imbue weapons, treasures, and even plants with spirituality, allowing them to evolve continuously.

It was said that even ordinary wild grass, if it came into contact with Heavenly Dew, would gain spirituality and become a spirit.

The wonders of Heavenly Dew were still not fully understood by Gu Chensha.

Kill!

Liu Yu, Jia Liang, and the other five were also honing their martial arts in the slaughter. In the chaos of the battlefield, they did not kill ordinary barbarian soldiers but sought out barbarian martial arts patriarchs and generals to challenge, honing themselves.

Not long ago, the five of them could not defeat a martial arts patriarch together, but now each of them could handle one individually. They did not wear armor, fighting with their bare flesh, and though they had many wounds, they remained calm and composed.

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The sound of slaughter continued, and Taoxian County was completely turned into a battlefield. Gu Chensha, leading his troops and those of Shi Zhongtie, formed a torrent, rushing into the panicked barbarian camp. They did not take prisoners, only slaughtering, like iron nails piercing the heart, leaving the barbarian army unprepared.

That day, Gu Chensha alone intercepted thousands of barbarian cavalry on the road, though trapped, he killed two to three hundred. Now, with the help of the army, the speed of slaughter was dozens of times faster.

More terrifying was that all his troops wore Jiaojiao armor, making them invulnerable to blades and bullets. Arrows and weapons bounced off their bodies without any effect.

This demonstrated the invincibility of the Jiaojiao armor. Even ordinary civilians, if they wore it, could kill ten elite soldiers. If it could be mass-produced, the Great Yong army's destruction of the barbarians would not be just talk.

Pfft! Pfft!

Gu Chensha did not wear the Chilong armor on the battlefield. He naturally used it to hone his martial arts, but his speed of slaughter was the fastest. The Demon-Slaying Blade cut through the barbarian soldiers, warriors, martial arts masters, and even the barbarian martial arts patriarchs like cutting grass, with any attack being deflected. His techniques were so exquisite and ingenious.

For a moment, his altar space was filled with countless blood balls and soul combinations.

Originally, he had five hundred drops of Heavenly Dew, but now there were less than a hundred. He needed to kill more barbarian soldiers and generals to replenish his supply. He now knew that the more Heavenly Dew he had, the better. It could not only enhance his own abilities and strengthen his flesh and blood but also imbue weapons, treasures, and even plants with spirituality, allowing them to evolve continuously.

It was said that even ordinary wild grass, if it came into contact with Heavenly Dew, would gain spirituality and become a spirit.

The wonders of Heavenly Dew were still not fully understood by Gu Chensha.

Kill!

Liu Yu, Jia Liang, and the other five were also honing their martial arts in the slaughter. In the chaos of the battlefield, they did not kill ordinary barbarian soldiers but sought out barbarian martial arts patriarchs and generals to challenge, honing themselves.

Not long ago, the five of them could not defeat a martial arts patriarch together, but now each of them could handle one individually. They did not wear armor, fighting with their bare flesh, and though they had many wounds, they remained calm and composed.