NOVEL WEB Chapter 278 Generous Heart, Thunderclap Tactics
Wang Sishun gripped a long knife tightly, following closely behind a few of his companions.
He was a loose cultivator, at the seventh level of Qi Cultivation, with a wife and children, when one day, he was captured and tortured by the Eternal Night Palace, who thought he was a spy from another sect. He cried out his innocence, but by the time they verified his claims, they had already killed his entire family, so they threw him into the mines—since they had erred, they erred completely.
He had worked in the sunless mines for three years, witnessed many companions die, until one day, someone killed the overseers and rescued him.
"Don't leave the Minor World of the plains, the outside is swarming with Golden Cores, don't stay in one place, hurry and find somewhere to leave,"
After Meng Yu gave his instructions, he left them with a good deal of supplies and departed.
For the following ten or so days, they ate well, drank well, and rested well, until they heard that the massive army of the Eternal Night Palace was approaching.
So, he prepared for death, joining a group of people intent on taking down a few more from the Eternal Night Palace, a group that arrived at the outskirts of the battlefield and then watched the real fight in utter shock.
Several times, Wang Sishun wanted to rush out, but the team captain blocked him.
The team captain was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, his family had been wiped out by the Eternal Night Palace, the men were brought in to mine, the majority had died, and the fate of the women was unknown, a subject no one dared to inquire about.
The team captain's spells were impressive, and it was he who used them to conceal their tracks all the way; he led everyone to the edge of the battlefield, waiting for the opportunity.
"We only have a little over sixty people, rushing out won't be of much help, if we are to act, we must wait for the critical moment."
The people, tempered in the mine pits, were each very calm and filled with hatred for the Eternal Night Palace.
"Everyone, I do not ask you to remember the kindness of Meng Yu, but I can forever remember the hatred for the Eternal Night Palace.
I'm prepared to rush out and help, dying in battle is merely bad luck. But as long as Meng Yu survives, the Eternal Night Palace will never have peace. If we win, Young Master Meng will surely give everyone an opportunity.
Helping Meng Yu is seeking revenge against the Eternal Night Palace."
They all waited by the side, watching the battlefield turned into seas of blood and mountains of corpses, observing the enemy repeatedly being beaten back.
They could not be hasty, the enemy's guard units were still present, just one elite team could defeat them.
Now, as Meng Yu and the enemy entered the moment of decisive battle, they decided to take a gamble!
Sixty-seven men charged out fiercely, attacking the rear of a group from the Eternal Night Palace!
Meng Yu's eyes lit up.
This new force arrived at an excellent time.
Great generals often have shield-bearers by their side when charging into battle, and Meng Yu recognized these people; sometimes, Meng Yu only needed them to cover him for a moment!
"When will the third enemy group arrive?"
Meng Yu asked Mirror Twelve, who reported that the enemies were transmitting their Spiritual Sense and information to their commanders below through magical treasures, updating them on the situation. Nine squads were rapidly nearing Meng Yu's position.
Of course, those above had not considered that Meng Yu would have Mirror Twelve, an extraordinary being capable of capturing the transmission of Divine Sense through the air, so Mirror Twelve promptly provided the answer.
"At least four hours!"
At that time, another group charged out from the other side, wielding longbows, frantically shooting.
Meng Yu glanced at the four-tenths of his True Qi remaining inside him and suddenly changed his mind.
He was approaching breakthrough at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment. Now, the more exhilarating the battle, the better, especially now with the help of over a hundred more!
"Charge."
Meng Yu directly rushed towards the enemy's formation, perfectly aligning with the reinforcements from one direction. This time, Meng Yu felt that the enemy's resistance was much weaker—some even turned to run immediately, while others deliberately slowed down their pace!
Indeed, after such a protracted fierce battle, those brave and fearless had all met their end in battle!
And at this moment, Meng Yu even saw, from farther away, many more people joining the fray!
The Eternal Night Palace had committed too many atrocities; now the miners, the slaves, they were stepping forward!
All saw the hope of victory, and they were willing to fight alongside Meng Yu!
As for the Eternal Night Palace, those that remained panicked, at a loss.
Victory!
The battle lasted until this moment, within thousands of kilometers, it could be described as mountains of corpses and rivers of blood - it was littered everywhere with the bodies of the Eternal Night Palace disciples. They had even summoned those in charge of perimeter defense, anticipating Meng Yu's possible escape, aiming for a final blow.
This pincer attack was simply too deadly!
In just ten minutes, after a leading Foundation Establishment was killed, the formation of the Eternal Night Palace broke. Meng Yu stood atop the mountain of corpses, looking like a deity among mortals!
…
What followed was the eagerly anticipated clearing of the battlefield.
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A large group of cultivators, buzzing with excitement, were looting the bodies of the Eternal Night Palace cultivators, occasionally cheering over valuable equipment.
One by one, nearly five hundred people arrived in the vicinity!
However, this was quite normal. The battle had been underway for several hours, and such a commotion would naturally draw many people over.
"Everyone, thank you for your help."
Mirror Twelve hadn't noticed so many people, which wasn't his fault. Those people had hidden themselves well, and in the Second-Order World, the range of Mirror Twelve's detection was limited.
"Thank you, Young Master Meng."
Everyone quickly and orderly began their work. More than three thousand cultivators had died here, and various spoils of war were dazzling to the eye. No one entertained other thoughts, and there were few who concealed good items for themselves, after all, with the bodies of three thousand cultivators lying about haphazardly on the ground, everyone couldn't help but steal glances at Meng Yu floating high in the sky.
"I will patrol the surrounding area to see if there are any remaining enemies from the Eternal Night Palace."
Meng Yu stood high in the sky while the cultivators below were rapidly organizing the spoils of war, each one ecstatic beyond belief, as they saw many treasures that they had never owned before.
No one asked how the spoils of war would be divided. This didn't need to be discussed. In the Cultivation World, the powerful were revered, and the spoils belonged to the person who killed the enemy. Not to mention that many had watched the battle from beginning to end and felt as if they had wasted their lifetimes on cultivation.
Altogether more than three hundred of Foundation Establishment and over three thousand of Qi Cultivation were slaughtered by Meng Yu alone. Such a fierce figure was unheard of, especially since Meng Yu was only at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment!
Worried that more cultivators from the Eternal Night Palace might come, the spoils were organized very quickly. Various battle armors, weapons, spirit stones, alchemical elixirs, and so on were piled up like mountains, then placed next to storage bags one by one. Everyone stood tall, looking proudly at Meng Yu descending from the sky, observing him with composure (Mirror Twelve possessed him, helping with healing and replenishing spiritual energy), their faces beaming with honor.
Meng Yu was very generous. That day, he left behind quite a bit of equipment and alchemical elixirs for everyone, so today, what percentage would he leave for everyone?
Everyone would remember this moment. A hundred years later, they could proudly tell their descendants that they had fought alongside Nascent Soul True Monarch Meng Yu.
"I want spirit stones and array plates."
One by one, storage bags rose up, filling with spirit stones, array plates, and about a dozen outstanding swords.
"As for the remaining battle armors, weapons, and magical treasures, you divide them among yourselves."
Meng Yu stated the second matter.
The people below instantly buzzed with excitement. They were miners and had scavenged quite a lot. They weren't short on spirit stones, and how could the value of spirit stones compare with these fine pieces of equipment that would directly boost their combat strength?
"Rewards are given, but some must be punished—you, you, you."
Meng Yu pointed out five individuals.
"Before we divided the spoils of war, I said I wouldn't treat everyone unfairly, but to not overreach. The few of you have been less than clean with your hands."
A flash of sword light, and the five were frozen in place, their storage bags at their waists thrown in front of everyone, spilling out a large amount of weapons, magical treasures, and spirit stones.
"To execute them, does anyone have an objection?"
While compassionate at heart, one must also be decisive in action.
Of course, no one had any objections. The original division was Meng Yu eight, everyone else two. Everyone was benefitting from Meng Yu's generosity. Now, Meng Yu had left the most valuable battle armors, weapons, and magical treasures to everyone else. In terms of value, Meng Yu took three, while the rest took seven!
Such a benevolent person, how could anyone feel right doing such things? Moreover, what they had stolen belonged to everyone!
"Young Master Meng, with these items, we won't fear however many from the Eternal Night Palace come!"
Some went up to cut off the heads of the six individuals, while others patted their chests, promising Meng Yu.
"Everyone, the enemy is powerful, we are weak; there is no need to meet force with force. Take these items and scatter. Find a place to hide, ensuring your own safety is the most important."
Meng Yu kindly explained to everyone what had happened outside.
As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he was pursued by eight Golden Cores from the Eternal Night Palace and had fled to this Minor World and then retaliated. The enemy had sent an army of over ten thousand cultivators to suppress him.
Everyone listened, dumbfounded, and they all speculated who Meng Yu could possibly be.
They had vaguely heard that Meng Yu was the son of a Divinity Transformation, but is this how such beings cultivated their offspring?
He had now killed three enemy squadrons, with eight to nine thousand enemies remaining. After fighting two hard battles, he planned to find a place to rest for a while before seeing how things would unfold.
And for those who came to help, Meng Yu advised them to take the weapons and leave, to find a place to hide, and to never leave the confines of the Minor World plains. Outside, Nascent Souls and even Golden Cores from the Eternal Night Palace had arrived, fleeing now would only lead to a dead end. It was best to fill storage bags with food and clear water, and wait it out for a few months.
The words of Meng Yu led the cultivators to look at each other, not because they distrusted him, but because… Sect Master Meng was too easy to talk to, wasn't he? If it were any one of them, they wouldn't care about the lives of Loose Cultivators and would only use these people to distract the enemy, ensuring their own safety.
"Young Master Meng, may we follow you?"
Suddenly, someone asked this.
"It is too dangerous to be by my side for now, forget it. However, I hope for an opportunity to collaborate in the future. The Eternal Night Palace has done much evil, and I will find a way to deal with it. Don't be hasty in seeking revenge and instead lose your lives. I too came up from being an ordinary cultivator, step by step; the hardships you all endure, I have endured as well."
The pot of tea had long been boiling and was now placed in a large cauldron, to which was added plenty of Spiritual Water. Everyone had a cup to drink.
A cup of tea, a conversation, and after that, they were friends.
"Everyone, may we meet again if fate allows!"