Calamity Messenger

Chapter 336 - 272: Maniac Yaksha

"The eastern part is ablaze." On Sheep Horn Mountain, the Marching Advisor put down the crystal telescope. "Setting fire to the mountain is a path of self-destruction."

What the Messenger obtained from the Secret Realm was not just resources but also various ingenious tools, of which the telescope was one. The specific provenance was long forgotten, but the manufacturing technique of the telescope had been passed down. With a Secret Realm like the crystal cavern in Qi Kingdom, telescopes were naturally abundant.

"The Fenglin Army and the Yulin Army are surrounding them; they also think ’Yaksha’ is making a desperate struggle!" The Marching Advisor turned to the valiant general biting on a pipe beside him: "Commander Fu, we can’t wait any longer, or this immense merit will fall into their hands!"

Fushang, the current Patriarch of the Fu Family, was known as one of the Twin Stars of Qi Kingdom alongside Ying Le ten years ago. After Ying Le achieved Foundation Establishment, he became the youngest and most powerful Third-Turn Messenger in Qi Kingdom, and with the Fu Family possessing a Reward Good and Punish Evil Order, he was seen as the most promising Foundation Establishment candidate in Qi Kingdom.

Knocking the pipe against the nearby tree, he flicked his finger, igniting the tobacco in the pipe bowl. Fushang took a deep breath, exhaling a foot-long white mist, showing no intention to move, causing the Marching Advisor to grow anxious: "Commander Fu, if you don’t go now, you won’t catch the critical merit! Leading the hunt is indeed a significant contribution, but Your Majesty... she surely values who kills the ’Yaksha’ the most! The general who presents the head of ’Yaksha’ will definitely receive an extraordinary reward from Your Majesty!"

Although Ying Le was capricious and reckless, her reputation among the Baibao was not bad, because she always ensured ’rewards for achievements’.

Because she herself was a Foundation Establishment Zhenren, the resources she could reward far exceeded ordinary Emperors, so even after ten years, Qi Kingdom, like a demonic mortal world, still had countless Baibao willing to pledge their allegiance to her. Because she was ’evil’ enough, the Baibao’s loyalty to her was even more steadfast, and no one dared to bear the consequences of defying her.

She did not even have to issue a decree; the military towns all over Qi Kingdom voluntarily sent troops to intercept the Heir of Calamity ’Yaksha,’ as her concern wasn’t which military town dispatched troops, but which one didn’t... Even if she would laugh it off, the mere fear of her resentment was enough to terrify a military town’s people day and night.

She was a prodigy, a monstrosity between god and demon, playing with the lives of Qi Kingdom in her palms.

"Ah Li," Fushang gazed at the surging heads on the distant peak: "Do you remember how many troops he’s defeated these days?"

"A total of four hundred thirty cut down in formations, nine thousand eight hundred obliterated, including four commanders and eighteen generals." The Marching Advisor couldn’t help but marvel: "Though he is not an ordinary Third-Turn but a Heir of Calamity and Demonic Messenger, such combat prowess can only be paralleled by Your Majesty venturing alone into Jiangnan back then! At that time, Your Majesty could return from being surrounded by a hundred thousand troops in Jiangnan, while he cannot escape the net laid by twenty thousand Baibao."

"He is quite like Your Majesty."

"You mean..." The Marching Advisor pondered for a while but couldn’t find any more suitable words: "Madness?"

"Detail within chaos." Fushang said: "Ah Li, you read more books than I, have more culture and experience than I, but many times you don’t see as clearly as I do."

Though the Marching Advisor was merely a secretary, he wielded the greatest power in the military town, for Commanders often lacked the ability or time for managing military affairs, with the Marching Advisor assisting the Commander in military governance, eventually becoming the de facto leader, even directing the Commanders frequently.

The Marching Advisor looked at the now-ignited mountain summit: "Could this be a feint to the east and attack in the west?"

"’Yaksha’ seems reckless, but each time he breaks through troops at the minimal cost and fastest speed, without unnecessary slaughter. Killing just half the troops suffices to utterly crush the remaining ten and a half, like dealing with a tree by cutting the trunk, ignoring the branches." Fushang calmly explained: "The reason he’s eluded capture in these mountains isn’t inability to escape but searching for the trunk."

"His tactics these days, guerrilla and ambushes, are essentially one: shoot the horse before the rider, catch the king before the thief! He used this tactic to assassinate ’Mountain Demon’ Dugu Hong, crushing the Northern Mountain Town."

"But," Fushang glanced to the right: "Do you think you can succeed once more?"

"I have already succeeded."

With the Yaksha Mask on, ’Yan Shiyi’ withdrew the Seven-Star Sword from the sentinel’s corpse, the sword’s demonic qi intertwined with a dark red starlight: "When I found you, this hunt became the prey’s triumph."

"You’ve found not me," Fushang responded: "but us."

Shadows appeared in the forest, each with vigorous qi blood and overwhelming battle spirits.

’Yan Shiyi’ scanned them, counting their origins: "’Fire Pattern’ Pu Lou Ruchen, ’Flower Spear’ Ai Xun, ’Six Fingers’ Tai Luoji Wu, along with so many Second-Turn Generals... Indeed, I fell into your trap, replacing Personal Guards with Generals’ combat strength."

"From the start of this ’Yaksha’ hunt, I was the bait. After so many days of confrontation, I’m certain you possess an artifact to detect everyone’s exact location; no one can find you, but you can find others. The hunt is meaningless to you; prey like you only nets for yourself." Fushang took a puff on the pipe, exhaling dense white mist: "When you found me, you had already lost."

"Even if you fall into the Demon Dao, forging a sword in blood, the outcome is only a shattered sword and a dead man."

Yet ’Yan Shiyi’s voice harbored no fear, instead revealing a trace of laughter: "But conversely, as long as I kill everyone here, at least half of the twenty thousand troops outside will turn into rabble."

"Haha!"

"Ludicrous!"

"’Yaksha,’ you’ve lost your mind. To surrender now and seek Your Majesty’s forgiveness is your sole path to survival." Fushang shook his head: "There are four Commanders here, thirty-eight mighty generals, unless you achieve Foundation Establishment now, there’s absolutely no chance to escape our knives."

"I greatly appreciate you, ’Yaksha,’ for delivering me this merit, which will surely become my stepping stone toward Foundation Establishment."

"And thank you, Fushang."

"Why thank me?"

’Yan Shiyi’ laughed: "Because you’ve given me a better choice."

"A choice that doesn’t require killing twenty thousand, only dozens."

Fushang was stunned.

’Yaksha’ could clearly identify the names of the four Commanders, indicating he knew them and undoubtedly realized these four were among Qi Kingdom’s Third-Turn elite, each approaching Third Transformation Perfection, while the thirty-eight generals were merely Second-Turn but all possessed complete talismans and formidable combat prowess, sufficient for conquering the Third-Turn Great Secret Realm.

But ’Yaksha’ spoke so genuinely, as if truly elated to face only the high-end combat power of twenty thousand Baibao, lest he had to carve a bloody path to Nocturnal Heaven City through sheer slaughter.

Was he serious? Does he truly believe he can defeat us? Does he really think...he has the capability to challenge Ying Le?

What a lunatic!

"Arrogant!"

Upon the order, this quiet little mountain twenty miles from Nocturnal Heaven City, Sheep Horn Mountain, erupted into a mortal-peaking battle!