Chapter 2505 - 2503: Demon Soldiers Besiege Yanggu
The Mosquito Daoist weighed the pros and cons and remained silent for a while.
He had the Innate Virtue Golden Lotus to protect him, even a Saint couldn’t kill him.
However, if he were truly imprisoned in this formation, it might as well be death.
Eighteen years is just a momentary flick for a cultivator.
He agreed to Long Fei, "Release Grandpa Mosquito, and Grandpa Mosquito will promise you."
Long Fei said, "This matter is too significant. You must swear to the heavens. Moreover, you must promise me not to kill anyone during these eighteen years."
The Mosquito Daoist spat blood, "Even if someone wants to kill Grandpa Mosquito, Grandpa Mosquito cannot fight back?"
Long Fei said, "You can injure, maim, but leave a life intact."
The Mosquito Daoist was so infuriated he was speechless, but finally swore, "I, the Mosquito Daoist, swear to protect a person for eighteen years. During these eighteen years, I will not kill. If I violate this vow, may I not die peacefully, alright?"
"Agreed!"
Long Fei’s lips curled up as he called Wang Xiaoya to take the formation map and leave Jade Isle together.
From Eastern Victory Divine Continent to Southern Observation Continent, the road was long and sky high.
Long Fei somewhat regretted not bringing the Chaos Beast.
He left the young one in the Human Realm for some matters, so he had to travel with Wang Xiaoya alone.
The two sat on the lotus dais of the Chaos Green Lotus, not traveling quickly, observing the scenery along the way.
Wang Xiaoya clung to his arm, leaned on his shoulder, and laughed foolishly, "I’ve never really toured the Immortal Realm; where are you taking me?"
Long Fei smiled and said, "Taking you to find a foothold for us."
Wang Xiaoya raised an eyebrow, "Isn’t Jade Isle good enough?"
Long Fei nodded, "It’s good, but after all, it’s not our home. Staying there always feels like living under someone else’s roof."
"That’s true!"
Wang Xiaoya agreed.
On that island, she never feels free, always feeling like her master is watching her.
Sometimes she wants to be intimate with Long Fei but lacks the courage.
The two headed west, first to Qi County.
Duke Song Gongming of Qi had a daughter, just one month old.
There was a grand banquet at the residence, entertaining various guests.
Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya went together, released the Mosquito Daoist in the air, and handed the little girl being held by Song Gongming as he bowed to his ancestors to him.
The Mosquito Daoist said gloomily, "This child seems ordinary, what’s special about her?"
The little girl below had a Chaos Green Lotus seed concealing her aura, so she appeared like an ordinary child.
Long Fei smiled faintly, "Eighteen years later, you will naturally understand. If you protect her well, you can safely avoid this calamity."
The Mosquito Daoist sighed, "Alright, alright, since I promised you, I won’t go back on my word. Eighteen years later, I must find you to have a good feast!"
He took advantage of the situation verbally, directing a black light that hit the girl’s neck.
The little girl cried loudly from the impact of his Blood Qi.
Song Gongming consoled her, assuming she was frightened by the crowd, and had her taken inside.
Wang Xiaoya asked Long Fei, "Who is this girl? Why does she need protection from the Mosquito Daoist?"
Long Fei smiled faintly, "She is destined by imperial mandate, meant to have great fortune in the future."
Wang Xiaoya was surprised, not expecting such origins for a girl.
At this time, there was some commotion in the Song Residence.
Wang Xiaoya glanced over and saw a young man breaking in from outside.
The house servants of Song Residence tried hard to stop him, but all were knocked down by the young man.
Wang Xiaoya anxiously asked Long Fei, "Look at that young man, should we intervene?"
She thought the young man was coming for the girl.
Long Fei shook his head and introduced to her, "That young man is Wu Song, brother of Wu Zhi, the General of Yang Valley Pass."
"How do you know?"
Wang Xiaoya was surprised.
Long Fei laughed, "I sent him here to find Song Gongming; probably there’s trouble at Yang Valley Pass."
He recounted Wu Song’s story of fighting the tiger at Jingyang Mountain to Wang Xiaoya.
Wang Xiaoya praised, "A hero emerges young; having such spirit at such a young age is truly remarkable."
Long Fei said, "Let’s take a trip to Liangshan Lake. It’s said the scenery there is nice; perhaps we can settle there."
"Aren’t we helping?"
Wang Xiaoya raised her eyebrows.
Long Fei chuckled, "Liangshan Lake is the Black Dragon King’s lair; going there is helping."
"Alright, let’s go see!"
Wang Xiaoya eagerly nodded, feeling displeasure toward the Black Dragon King.
Below in the Song Residence, Song Gongming had Wu Song taken to the guest room.
Once inside, Wu Song immediately clasped his fists in a salute, "I beg Duke of Qi to save my brother, save the people of Yang Valley Pass."
Song Gongming raised an eyebrow and quickly helped Wu Song up, saying, "Rise first, speak slowly."
He had tea served for the young man, asking Wu Song to sit and speak.
Wu Song did not drink the tea, nervously explaining his purpose.
Song Gongming was slightly surprised, "I didn’t realize you were the brother of the General of Yang Valley Pass, my apologies."
Wu Song asked, "Does Duke of Qi know my brother?"
"Heard mentions, haven’t met!"
Song Gongming sipped tea with a faint smile, "Your master, Iron Arm Immortal Zhou Tong, is also a prominent figure in Guanzhong."
"Ashamed, ashamed!"
Wu Song embarrassedly hung his head, "Entirely my fault for causing trouble, bringing such a huge problem to my brother and master. The master is closed off in cultivation; I have no way to ask him. I only plead for Duke of Qi’s aid; the Wu Family will never forget this kindness."
Song Gongming curiously asked, "I know the Black Dragon King and can speak for you. I just don’t understand, with so many masters in the world, why come to me alone?"
Wu Song stood and clasped hands, "Truthfully, I received a pouch from a high master who sent me to seek you, saying only you could resolve it."
"Oh?"
Song Gongming was curious, "What is his name, where is he from?"
Wu Song shook his head, "Don’t know, only know he is a cultivator, with powerful mana, he left a pouch and disappeared."
"I see!"
Song Gongming stroked his beard, "Since you came, I’ll go with you on a journey. But today is my daughter’s full moon celebration; perhaps return first, I’ll take people to Yang Valley Pass tomorrow."
Wu Song immediately knelt and bowed, "Here in Qi County, everyone calls Duke of Qi ’Timely Rain.’ Seeing you today, the name is well deserved. Rest assured, once this matter is over, I, Wu Song, will serve you diligently, without hesitation."
Song Gongming laughed, helping him up, kindly saying, "No need for this, I’m helping because I admire your chivalry. Do not call me Duke of Qi anymore, just call me Brother Gongming."
Wu Song scratched his head and chuckled, "Yes, Duke of Qi. No, Brother Gongming!"
Song Gongming laughed aloud, promptly had a Dragon Blood Steed prepared for Wu Song, letting him return to Yang Valley Pass first.
At this time, Yang Valley Pass was under siege by demon soldiers.
In the mountains and valleys, demon clan armies gathered.
The townsfolk of Yang Valley Pass kept their doors closed, living days in utmost fear.
Privately, people blamed Wu Song for bringing such trouble to Yang Valley Pass.
Wu Zhi had the area on high alert, seeking help from the Imperial Court and sending Wu Song to Qi County for Song Gongming’s aid.
This Yang Valley Pass was fortified by generations of generals, with walls over a hundred meters tall, extremely sturdy.
Inside the city, defensive formations could be activated, creating a protective barrier outside the walls.
The usual demon clan couldn’t breach this city.