Chapter 84 Mission
Compared to the situation in the three sects' strongholds, the number of cultivators who died on the battlefield was even more shocking.
The number of Qi Refining cultivators who died on the battlefield exceeded 10,000, of which nearly half were from the three sects, and the rest were from some small forces and independent cultivators.
Even the number of Foundation Establishment cultivators who died was close to 500.
As far as Su Ming knew, the total number of Qi Refining disciples from the three Yuanying sects of Jiang State was only about 50,000. After 15 years of war, the number was directly reduced by one tenth.
No wonder Fang Yuechan said that the war was about to end. If it continued like this, it might hurt the foundation of the three sects.
With such a number of casualties, it was time for the three Yuanying Zhenjuns who were playing the game above to call a halt.
"After the end of the Spirit Stone Mine War, Jiang State's cultivation world might usher in a long period of 'prosperity'..."
Looking at the information in the jade slip, Su Ming said to himself thoughtfully.
The current cultivation world is short of resources, with more wolves than meat, and it is as difficult as climbing to the sky for cultivators to continue to climb up.
When the war is over, the three sects will inevitably enter the stage of "cultivating the body and cultivating the mind".
At that time, there will be more "meat" in the form of medium-grade spirit stone ore, and there will be fewer "wolves". The space for the Jiang Kingdom cultivators to rise will naturally be much larger.
In addition, the cultivators who can survive the war will have a rich fortune by making money from the war.
It is not difficult to imagine that in the next fifty years, many cultivators will rely on the accumulated foundation of this war to increase their cultivation and soar to the sky.
Looking at the numbers accumulated in the jade slip with flesh and blood, Su Ming's eyes are always calm.
I don't know when it started, his heart became colder and colder, and he became more and more indifferent to life.
Even if he was on the battlefield, with corpses everywhere in his sight, it was difficult to stir up ripples in Su Ming's heart.
"Flowers watered with blood and tears always bloom with the most special brilliance..."
Su Ming sighed lightly and put the jade slip back into the storage bag.
He is also a flower rooted in corpses to absorb nutrients, how can he have the right to pity others?
"Now the war is coming to an end, and I don't have much time left..."
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Two days later, at 11:00 a.m., in the battle zone of Yuling Sect, Huangye City.
After the sky was overcast, a black light flashed in the air, and finally landed near Huangye City, revealing Su Ming's figure.
"Is this Huangye City?"
Su Ming looked at the bloodstains clearly visible on the city wall, his eyes flickering.
As the front line of the battle between the sect and Yuling Sect, Huangye City has been attacked no less than 20 times in the past two years, all led by the Yuling Seven Heroes.
Three of them were the most dangerous, and the city defense formation was almost broken. As many as ten late-stage foundation-building cultivators on both sides were killed or injured, and even three fake pill cultivators fell, which shows that the battle was fierce.
"Please verify your identity, uncle!"
As soon as the light fell, a Qi-refining guard rushed over, holding a special compass-shaped magic weapon, bowed and said.
Hearing this, Su Ming took out his identity token and placed it on the compass. After injecting mana, the compass emitted a white light, proving his identity.
Then, Su Ming, led by this disciple, walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.
After half a cup of tea, Su Ming arrived at the City Lord's Mansion and followed this disciple into a side hall.
There were already people waiting in the side hall, and Su Ming was the ninth one to come.
With a glance, Su Ming saw two familiar figures.
One of them was naturally his senior sister He Ru, and the other was Lu Jingxuan, the grandson of Jindan Zhenren who had come to the battlefield together on the Guiyuan Boat.
Among the remaining six people, there were two late-stage foundation-building cultivators and four mid-stage foundation-building cultivators.
"Congratulations, senior sister, for advancing to the mid-stage foundation-building!"
After a rough observation, Su Ming walked to He Ru and congratulated her.
After five years of not seeing each other, He Ru's spiritual pressure became stronger and stronger, and she had successfully advanced to the mid-stage foundation-building.
Considering He Ru's spiritual root aptitude and wealth, this cultivation speed is not fast. It is estimated that the war delayed her cultivation, otherwise she should have advanced to the middle stage of foundation building.
"Junior brother has recovered from his injury, which is really gratifying!"
After seeing Su Ming, He Ru smiled and sent a voice with some joking meaning.
"Senior sister, don't make fun of junior brother, or tell me about this mission."
"Such a big battle, this mission doesn't look easy..."
Su Ming sent a voice with some helplessness.
After getting to know each other, he found that this senior sister was not as cold as her fellow disciples said, but she was not good at getting along with others, so she always had a stern face and looked like she didn't want to be approached by strangers.
It seems that she heard that Su Ming lacked military merits. Just after leaving Qingyuan City, he received He Ru's sound transmission note, asking him to rush to Huangye City within two days, saying that there was a mission to earn military merits.
After receiving the sound transmission note, Su Ming also fully opened his mana, relying on the speed of the Shenxingzhou, and arrived in Huangye City the next day.
Seeing the number of foundation-building cultivators in the side hall, Su Ming realized that this mission was not simple, and wanted to ask about the specific content of the mission.
Hearing this, He Ru was about to send a voice message, but the two felt the strong spiritual pressure coming from the door of the side hall and stopped communicating.
In the sight, two figures, a man and a woman, walked into the side hall.
The woman exuded the spiritual pressure of the middle stage of foundation building, and there was a light red flame mark on her forehead, with extraordinary momentum.
However, Su Ming did not pay attention to this beautiful female cultivator, but looked at the middle-aged man beside her in surprise.
This person turned out to be Ding Zhize, who helped him forge the Black Turtle Water-covering Banner. After nine years of not seeing each other, the spiritual pressure on the other party became more and more unfathomable, and it was obvious that he had reached the peak of the late stage of foundation building.
After feeling Ding Zhize's strong spiritual pressure, the hall suddenly became quiet.
After seeing Su Ming and He Ru, Ding Zhize nodded to them, then took out a token to activate the side hall formation, isolating the transmission of sound and consciousness.
Seeing Ding Zhize's battle, everyone's faces became solemn and turned their eyes to him.
Ding Zhize looked around, and when all the noise disappeared, he slowly said: "I am Ding Zhize, this mission is in charge of me, this is my junior sister Yan Wanyi..."
After a brief self-introduction, Ding Zhize also talked about this mission.
"Zhong Xingwen, a casual cultivator, is from Jingzhou, a peak cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, known as 'Riding the Wind'..."
"Two months ago, this person betrayed the sect's transfer order, colluded with the Yuling Sect cultivators to sneak attack our cultivator team, causing the sect to suffer losses, and four fellow disciples in the foundation building period died..."
"This mission is to kill this beast!"
Ding Zhize paused here to give everyone some time to digest.
Many foundation-building cultivators in the hall had different reactions when they heard this. Some had murderous intent in their eyes, some had calm faces, and some showed disdain, but they were all extremely angry.
Zhong Xingwen was just a casual cultivator, but he had made a name for himself in Jiang State. He actually dared to betray Guiyuan Sect's transfer order and even colluded with Yuling Sect cultivators to actively kill fellow cultivators.
He really didn't know how to live or die!
The three sects had ruled Jiang State for more than 5,000 years, and everyone was proud to be in the Yuanying Sect. Even if they didn't show their arrogance on weekdays, they all had a sense of superiority in their hearts when facing casual cultivators.
Now, even this casual cultivator who was not taken seriously dared to openly pull out the tiger's beard during the war. How could this not make them angry?
It was simply treason!
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