Cultivation Starts from Farming
Chapter 56: White Mist
CHAPTER 56: CHAPTER 56: WHITE MIST
"The one who annihilated the Xiongba Gang?" the Dragon Suppression Gang Leader Jin Yang asked.
"Yes." Zhang Changqing nodded.
"Is it necessary for us to wait for him?" Jin Yang frowned.
Although being able to destroy the Xiongba Gang was impressive, to them, it was just so-so.
"It is necessary." Zhang Changqing said flatly, his tone resolute.
Hearing this, although a few were dissatisfied in their hearts, they didn’t say anything further.
Among them, Zhang Changqing was the strongest.
Gao Jun was anxious inside, but his face didn’t show it at all.
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After about half an hour.
Still no sign of anyone arriving, Jin Yang grew impatient: "This Bai Daoist really has a big ego, making so many of us wait for him alone."
"I informed him late..."
Before Zhang Changqing finished speaking, a rough voice sounded: "Apologies for keeping everyone waiting."
Then a shadow flashed by, and before the four stood a rugged-looking strong man.
Faced with the sudden appearance of the strong man, the four had different expressions.
Zhang Changqing showed a slight smile: "I only informed Bai Daoist temporarily, it’s already commendable that he could come in time."
"Hmph!"
Jin Yang snorted coldly to vent his dissatisfaction.
Ye Qing nodded slightly at Xu Ping, as a greeting.
As for Gao Jun, his expression was calm. He didn’t care, unless it was a ninth-level Qi Cultivator, which might make him worry a bit, but a mere Body Refining Cultivator could only surrender in the face of a Spiritual Sense Attack.
"Now that everyone is here, let’s move out." Zhang Changqing took the lead, with everyone following closely, gradually disappearing into the shadow of the valley.
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The valley entrance had a narrow entry extending hundreds of meters. The exterior part was normal, but halfway through, white mist began to spread within the valley, growing denser as they moved forward.
"Everyone, be careful, something seems off with this white mist." Zhang Changqing’s face was heavy, with a faint purple light flickering in his eyes.
Xu Ping’s expression also grew serious. Although he didn’t have Zhang Changqing’s Dharma Eye, his Spiritual Sense, which surpassed the ninth level of Qi Cultivation, sharply detected something amiss about the mist.
A tense atmosphere instantly spread among the Demon Suppression Team.
"Zhang Daoist, have you found anything?" Ye Qing asked.
"No, it’s just that I can’t see through this white mist, I can barely see ten meters ahead, it’s definitely not simple mist." The purple light in Zhang Changqing’s eyes had intensified to the extreme.
"Seeing only ten meters ahead?" Ye Qing was shocked.
They had known each other long enough to be aware that Zhang Changqing practiced an extremely advanced Dharma Eye.
This Dharma Eye had been unfailingly effective in the past, yet it couldn’t see through this white mist?
Xu Ping also noticed the anomaly in Zhang Changqing’s eyes, secretly surprised: ’It seems this Zhang Daoist practices an eye-based magic.’
’Maybe I should look for such a spell to learn, just wondering if this spell of Zhang Daoist is for sale.’ Xu Ping’s heart wavered slightly.
Having such a spell would greatly enhance both combat and other conveniences.
Others, upon hearing this news, immediately wore solemn expressions.
The atmosphere of the Demon Suppression Team became even more tense.
"Did the demon cultivators create this?" Jin Yang asked with a grimace.
"Most likely." Zhang Changqing replied.
Upon hearing this, Jin Yang’s expression grew more unsightly, harboring a vague irritation but found it inappropriate to vent, so he sneered: "Had we come earlier, perhaps there wouldn’t be so much trouble!"
Though he didn’t name names, everyone knew who he was referring to.
The members of the Dragon Suppression Gang, seeing their leader speak so, all chimed in:
"Exactly, if we had come earlier, we might have already slain the demon cultivators."
"And we all know who it is, making us waste so much time."
"Some people think that after destroying a few weak gangs, they are invincible!"
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"Shut up." Zhang Changqing frowned and ordered, "Everyone needs to keep a distance of no more than one meter, keep moving forward."
Hearing this, the members of the Dragon Suppression Gang fell silent, daring not to speak further.
Jin Yang was unwilling to comply, just about to speak when he saw Zhang Changqing’s cold gaze.
He could only shut his mouth sulkily, though his dissatisfaction increased even further.
Even before starting, Jin Yang and Xu Ping were already at odds, making Gao Jun secretly gloat.
Jin Yang, being so arrogant and yet cowardly, was infuriating when he was a teammate.
Now as an opponent, Gao Jun was delighted, wishing the whole Demon Suppression Team were like him.
Everyone continued moving forward.
At this moment, Zhang Changqing whispered to Xu Ping in a voice that only two people could hear: "Bai Daoist, they’re a bunch of rabble, don’t mind what they say."
"It’s fine." Xu Ping was indifferent.
If he couldn’t handle a few words from others, his two lifetimes would’ve been in vain.
Ye Qing saw Xu Ping and Zhang Changqing whispering, a subtle expression passed through her eyes.
The imposing Bai Daoist, and the handsome Zhang Changqing.
Hmm!
After walking for a while, Xu Ping realized that the valley was much bigger than he had imagined, and the Demon Suppression Team, nearly a hundred strong, was like casting a few stones into a vast lake.
Moreover, as they moved forward, the white mist grew thicker, so much that even when less than a meter apart, they could only see each other as blurry shadows.
After walking a long distance further, Xu Ping frowned, stopping Zhang Changqing: "Zhang Daoist, something’s wrong, it seems we’re going in circles!"
He pointed to a large rock on the right: "I’ve seen this rock twice now."
Xu Ping’s words resonated with some people.
"Me too, I’ve seen this tree twice, I even thought it just looked similar."
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"Zhang Daoist." Ye Qing directed her gaze at Zhang Changqing.
Zhang Changqing nodded solemnly: "We are indeed going in circles; this white mist not only restricts vision but seems to also block our perception."
"If I’m not mistaken, this mist is probably some kind of Illusionary Formation!"
"Illusionary Formation?"
"How do we get out then!"
Zhang Changqing’s words triggered panic among the loose cultivators, worried that if trapped here continuously, they might not even survive, let alone eradicate the demon cultivators.
At this moment.
Suddenly!
Swish swish swish...
From within the dense fog, countless small golden arrows, gathered from energy, began shooting out, piercing through the toxic fog in masses.
"Quick, activate defensive talismans!" Zhang Changqing’s face changed, shouting sharply.
Xu Ping’s eyes narrowed, he flipped his hand to retrieve the Blood-Drinking Sword, his wrist flicked, the sword light weaved, blocking all the golden arrows.
In the mist, everyone also took action.
Jin Yang raised his palm and waved forward, a crimson glow erupted from his palm, a massive blaze surged out, instantly engulfing the golden arrows ahead.
Ye Qing conjured a white scarf magical artifact, which expanded a meter wide in the wind, shielding herself, a chaotic series of clangs echoed as it blocked all the golden arrows.