CHAPTER 764: CHAPTER 329: DUN JIA AND QINGTIAN DAO

Sister Cui’s body trembled slightly.

"Dun Jia Qingtian Dao, conducting business here, capturing evil spirits, bystanders, do not block the way."

The main target of the five Qingtian Taoists was not Little Fuzi, but Sister Cui. They had only heard sounds in the mist earlier and deemed them a nuisance, best to kill.

Seeing that Lv Mingkun was a tough obstacle, they acted first, shaking the turtle shell.

Inside the palm-sized shell, there seemed to be items like copper coins and red sand, shaking with a jingling sound.

The four turtle shells emitted a sound, stirring up the pebbles under Lv Mingkun’s feet, forming a Thunder Fire Formation. Thunder roared, and flames shot out,

while the fifth Taoist suddenly threw the turtle shell high, and after it reached tens of feet, it began to transmit sound.

"With Ancestor Qingxiao above, the young disciple has found the Four-tailed Fox Demon, please descend, Ancestor."

One informs while four corner Lv Mingkun.

With turtle shells as weapons, and calling themselves Dun Jia Qingtian Dao, these five Taoists must be from the most renowned Tangkou of the Capital City Mansion—Dun Jia.

"Turtle shells sound like thunder skills, all being Dun Jia Taoists above the level of five incense sticks."

Lv Mingkun, now working at Hui Feng Medical College, was once a Dark Door wanderer, quite discerning in identifying others’ methods and incense fire levels.

Recognizing their level, his mind raced, whispering to Sister Cui, "Flee immediately, don’t mind me."

As his words fell, Sister Cui turned, her fox tail wrapped around Little Fuzi and Mu Hua, fleeing for their lives,

while Lv Mingkun switched from escape to attack, wielding two Bamboo Leaf Blades, using an extremely smooth Flowing Water Blade Technique to block the thunder and fire within the turtle shell Thunder Fire Formation, buying time for Sister Cui’s escape.

"Such a good blade technique, able to block thunder and fire."

The four Taoists saw Sister Cui had already run far and spurred the Thunder Fire Formation, condensing the pebble-made thunder fire into dozens, wearing Lv Mingkun down,

the Dun Jia Taoist who had informed then threw out twelve Green Embroidered Copper Coins, which formed into a Qingfeng Sword on the ground.

He slid on the Qingfeng Sword down the ruins of East Market Street, in pursuit of Sister Cui.

"Fox Demon, Ancestor Qingxiao is coming, surrender now, our Qingtian Dao can be lenient with you."

As he pursued, the Taoist shouted skyward, "Star Covering Immortal, lift the fog, don’t obstruct our view, can’t catch the Four Boundary Earth Law fox."

With the Taoist’s shout, the fog on East Market Street suddenly dispersed, street scenes clear, and only then did the Taoist see he had somehow entered an alley with high walls on both sides.

In fact, East Market Street had no alleys; this alley was a creation of Sister Cui’s "Earth Law," using surrounding ruin rubble in a few moments.

At the end of the alley, there was no sign of Sister Cui, Mu Hua, or Little Fuzi, only a young man in fox fur, holding a theatrical flower spear, leaning slantwise against the wall, seemingly waiting for the Taoist.

The Dun Jia Taoist directly took out a peach wood sign, with seal script inscribed—Qingtian Dao, Zhao Yang."

"Do you know who I am?"

Zhao Yang put on airs, saying, "Dun Jia Qingtian Dao, Master of Taohua Altar Zhao Yang, make way."

"Do you know who she is?"

The young man in fox fur stood with spear horizontally, the spearhead pointing towards the direction Sister Cui had fled, saying, "She is our Hu Clan’s Cloud Generation Fox Grandmother, from Hu Clan, Cloud, Lantern, Chang, Qing, Cloud Generation Grandparents, Qingtian Dao can’t take her."

"Small demon, small nuisance, dare block your Daoist."

Zhao Yang bit the tip of his tongue, spat blood onto the Qingfeng Sword, the sword glowed with blood light, breaking evil and demons, while shaking the turtle shell to control the sword, intending to slash the fox fur man,

"I am the Fox Slave under King Xishan’s throne, today I’ll accompany you for a grand show."

The Fox Slave, twirling the flower spear, generated spear wind, aimed at Zhao Yang. As the spear flower approached, suddenly, the Fox Slave disappeared.

When the spear was struck to the ground by the Qingfeng Sword, suddenly the Fox Slave fell from the sky, now wielding two Cow Horn Short Knives, riding upon Zhao Yang’s neck, one knife slashed open Zhao Yang’s nape, rendering him unconscious and kneeling down,

The Fox Slave, with wind-like short knives, slashed repeatedly on Zhao Yang’s spine, cutting him over, then suddenly yanked his feet up, fiercely pulling on the heel tendons,

Zhao Yang turned into a puddle of mud, thoroughly wasted...

The pursuers were gone,

the four Taoists besieging Lv Mingkun, only aware of Zhao Yang’s condition, unaware that behind them, simultaneously rolled two patches of snow,

one was the Fox Slave of the Fox Clan, the other was the Fox Scholar of the Fox Clan,

The Fox Scholar threw forward a book he held, scattering into dozens of pages, spinning like snowflakes, slashing the throats of the four Taoists.

The Fox Slave, spitting forth four papermen with an open mouth, each paperman aligning with one of the four Taoists, making them like waxed papermen, their wounds showing no fresh blood, and their faces devoid of lively human skin.

The three foxes took form,

subduing all the Dun Jia Qingtian Taoists who came out of nowhere.

"Forensic doctor, here are your blades back."

The Fox Slave, in human form, kicked the two Bamboo Leaf Blades that had fallen to the ground back to Lv Mingkun.

"Thank you, Fox Brother, for your intervention."

Lv Mingkun cupped his fists in thanks.

"It’s nothing. King Xishan sensed the fourfold Earth Law of Grandma Yun Cui, knew someone sinister was after her, and sent the three foxes here to help, not allowing miscreants to capture Grandma Cui."

The Fox Slave said with a smile.

...

"Beyond Star Covering, another wave of reinforcements has arrived."

Zhou Xuan looked at the chessboard and said to Mo Ya Monk, "Dun Jia Qingtian Dao, you surely invited quite a number of people this time."

"Hmm."

Mo Ya Monk looked at the "Six Apertures Well" on the board, using chess pieces to build a chess well for augmenting Dun Jia’s "Qingxiao Taoist."

"I guess, Qingxiao Taoist, is from the Capital City’s Great Hall ’Dun Jia’, and one Dharma Body of the Three-headed Stone Buddha—Wansese Realm, along with the Hundred-Eyed High Priest, went to the Capital City to get reinforcements to cut me,

thinking, this Qingxiao Taoist might be the troops called by Wansese Realm and Hundred Eyes."

Zhou Xuan coldly said, "My fourth incense stick is Dun Jia, Dun Jia and tattoo have great enmity, I went to find Dun Jia Taoists to learn skills, probably no one would teach, unexpectedly, in this game, I ran into them, very good, very good..."

"Can the Qingtian Taoist, with my Six-eyed Well Chess Power, augmented, defeat the wandering spirits of Mingjiang Prefecture?"

Mo Ya Monk asked.

"We’ll see then."

Zhou Xuan lightly tapped the white pieces at the Heavenly Yuan spot, releasing his thoughts into the Ancient Tree Golden Bell transformed back to clock and tripod again—Painter, go to East Market Street, Dun Jia’s little Daoist Lord has arrived...