The World's Winds and Clouds Emerge From Our Generation

Jiang Yun frowned, looking at the thick white fog outside, feeling a hint of strangeness emanating from it.

Yet, he couldn't sense any Yao energy or evil aura here.

There were only two possibilities.

The people who disappeared by the lake had nothing to do with Yao or evil spirits; it was a human act.

Secondly, this Yao or evil spirit had already mastered the ability to completely conceal its aura.

"Brother Jiang, from my perspective, we should head back first." Qian Bochou looked around at the white fog, feeling an unsettling chill.

Seeing that Jiang Yun didn't object, he urged the carriage back the way they came.

But strangely, the road was still the same road, yet their carriage couldn't break free from the white fog, no matter how hard they tried.

Qian Bochou, driving the carriage, broke out in a cold sweat. Recalling the suffering he endured in the prison before, he couldn't help but think, Is this going to happen again?

Jiang Yun poked his head out from inside and asked, "Can't get out?"

Qian Bochou raised his hand, wiping the sweat from his forehead, "Yeah, it's just like the 'ghost hitting the wall' we encountered last time."

"We've been going in circles in the white fog."

"If only you had listened to me, we could have gone to the county office, had a good meal, and slept soundly for the night..."

"Stop." Jiang Yun suddenly said.

"Whoa!" Qian Bochou pulled the reins, stopping the carriage.

Jiang Yun jumped off the carriage and surveyed the surroundings. The visibility in the thick fog was still very low.

Looking down, his feet were on green grass, not the path they had taken.

Jiang Yun then went to the horse and glanced at its eyes.

He finally understood and said, "It's not 'ghost hitting the wall'; the horse's eyes have been deceived."

Jiang Yun climbed back into the carriage, took out his satchel, and retrieved a bag of dark powder from it.

Qian Bochou curiously leaned in and sniffed, "What is this stuff? It smells so weird."

After speaking, he even extended a finger, dipped it in, and was about to lick it.

"Dried pig feces."

Upon hearing this, Qian Bochou hurriedly clapped his hands, dusting off the powder.

Jiang Yun, meanwhile, went to the horse, grabbed a bit of the powder, and chanted in a deep voice, "Horse, horse, listen to my song, what your eyes see is a marshy road. What you see is an illusion, only by opening your eyes can you find the clear path."

He tossed the black ash into the air and blew gently, scattering it into the horse's eyes.

Instantly, the horse's previously clouded eyes cleared.

"That's it?" Qian Bochou asked curiously, "Dried pig feces can actually work?"

Jiang Yun casually tossed the bag into the carriage, "Pig feces are just one ingredient; it also needs to be mixed with cinnabar, dog blood, and so on."

"It's a good thing for warding off evil and Sha."

Hearing this, Qian Bochou's heart stirred. He picked up the bag, not caring about the smell, and scooped up a handful, putting it in his pocket.

"Giddy up."

The two prepared to set off again, to leave this cursed place.

Suddenly, from the edges of the thick fog, about a dozen 'people' swayed and emerged.

These 'people' were dressed in rags, their bodies covered in rotting flesh, emitting a foul stench, and their movements were stiff.

"Living Corpses?" Jiang Yun was somewhat surprised. Could someone be practicing corpse manipulation here?

These Living Corpses had already surrounded the carriage.

They possessed immense strength, tearing the horse apart with their bare hands, blood splattering everywhere.

Jiang Yun and Qian Bochou quickly jumped off the carriage, but they were soon surrounded by the horde of corpses.

Jiang Yun bit his finger, quickly drawing a Talisman in his palm, and stomped the Seven Stars Gang Step, shouting loudly, "General Bai Yi is here!"

Then, he struck the forehead of the nearest corpse with his palm.

A normal corpse spirit, struck by this technique, would have its corpse energy solidified, rendering it unable to move.

However, to his surprise, this corpse was unaffected by the spell and lunged towards Jiang Yun's neck.

Jiang Yun hastily retreated and glanced back. Qian Bochou was wielding his steel saber, but he was also struggling against these dead bodies.

"We're doomed, we're doomed." Qian Bochou, covered in sweat, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, why isn't your magic working anymore?"

Jiang Yun's heart sank. Could it be that after transmigrating to this world, he couldn't summon General Bai Yi anymore?

No, these Living Corpses were peculiar. Qian Bochou swung his saber at them, but it couldn't kill them.

Jiang Yun quickly took out the black dog blood in a bamboo tube from his backpack and sprinkled it on Qian Bochou's saber, "Try again!"

Qian Bochou nodded and swung his saber down fiercely once more.

This time, the Living Corpse's head was successfully cleaved off.

"Effective, effective!" Qian Bochou rejoiced, rolling up his sleeves and bringing his blade down hard on a Living Corpse's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, the blade got stuck fast in the shoulder bone, and Qian Bochou couldn't pull it out.

He could only give up and retreat with Jiang Yun.

But the two of them were already surrounded by these Living Corpses, with nowhere left to retreat.

Jiang Yun's face darkened; he inwardly cursed his bad luck.

At this very moment.

A longsword descended from the sky, landing between them and the Living Corpses.

A familiar voice echoed from above them.

"The world's winds and clouds are born of our generation; once in the Jianghu, time rushes by."

"Imperial ambitions are discussed with a laugh; life's intoxication cannot be surpassed."

As the words fell, Xu Xiaogang leaped down.

He pulled the longsword from the ground; it shimmered with a faint light, imbued with Magical Power.

He charged forward, twisting and turning, his sword light flashing.

These Living Corpses were stiff and slow, no match for Xu Xiaogang at all.

In a moment, all the Living Corpses were annihilated by Xu Xiaogang.

"Hiss, this is a true master," Qian Bochou exclaimed, his eyes wide as he witnessed this.

Xu Xiaogang, having slain all the Living Corpses, stole a glance.

Seeing Qian Bochou's astonished expression, he felt immensely satisfied.

He had been lying on top of the carriage roof, and who knew how long he had been there.

He had almost fallen asleep waiting.

Finally, danger had arrived.

Qian Bochou hurried forward, fawning over him, "Lord Xu is indeed a master from the Capital City, you've truly opened my eyes."

Xu Xiaogang slowly tilted his head back at a forty-five-degree angle, gazing at the sky, and said faintly, "What master, what master, I'm not interested in such empty fame."

Meanwhile, Jiang Yun squatted beside a corpse, trying to figure out why his Daoist Arts were ineffective against these Living Corpses.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted over, interrupting Jiang Yun's thoughts.

"What a lovely smell," Jiang Yun murmured, sniffing the air, puzzled as to why such a scent had suddenly appeared.

Xu Xiaogang chuckled, giving Jiang Yun a sidelong glance. "You're just inexperienced. Based on my experience, this smell is Rosemary. We have it in the Imperial Guards."

Jiang Yun nodded upon hearing this. "The name sounds quite pleasant. What is it used for?"

"What else can Rosemary be used for? It's for knocking people out, of course. Let me tell you, even a cow would fall unconscious instantly if it smelled this."

"The Imperial Guards once captured a serial rapist in the Capital City who favored carrying it."

Jiang Yun nodded in realization. "So that's how it is."

"Damn it."

Jiang Yun quickly covered his nose. That scoundrel, why didn't he say so earlier!

But it was too late.

Soon, a wave of dizziness washed over them. Jiang Yun, Qian Bochou, and even Xu Xiaogang, who had a smile on his face, all rolled their eyes back and collapsed to the ground.

After the three of them fainted, a woman in white sable robes slowly approached, leading her subordinates.

"Miss, what should we do with these three?"

"Take them to the mess hall!"

"Yes."