The Fighting Pauses, Supreme Purity Tries to Recruit Him Once Again!

The sword light tore through the sky.

True Person Yun Du, True Person Qingshan, and three Golden Core elders from the Supreme Purity Sect transformed into five streaks of light, launching a fierce counterattack.

Inside the light curtain of Heavenly Void Pass.

Five demonic Golden Core cultivators are frantically bombarding the array's core; eight of the thirty-six towers have already been extinguished...

"Breaking through the formation is just around the corner, give it your all!"

A Devil Cultivator with a face full of tattoos urged him on sharply, his bone spear constantly piercing and creating sonic booms.

Before he could finish speaking, the communication Jade Slip at his waist began flashing wildly.

Upon probing with Divine Sense, the tattooed Devil Cultivator's expression changed drastically, turning ashen.

"A bunch of useless trash! Five against six, and they can't even hold them off for a moment."

He gritted his teeth and cursed aloud.

With the warship destroyed and the Corpse King severely injured, the ambush on the other side had completely failed, which meant that the Golden Core cultivators on the Wei Kingdom side were now free to act.

"Withdraw!"

The tattooed Devil Cultivator acted decisively, without any hesitation.

"Trying to leave? Leave your life behind!"

A furious roar came from afar, and the elder of the Supreme Purity Sect arrived in an instant, his Qingfeng Sword transforming into a hundred-foot- Sword Qi, slashing down on him.

True Person Yun Du with both palms, and the sea of clouds surged, transforming into countless chains to block the retreat.

True Person Qingshan's Qingmu vines followed closely behind, coiling around the last Golden Core Devil Cultivator like a python.

The five Devil Cultivator had grim expressions, but they remained calm.

The five of them were attacking together, and they had already reserved some strength to guard against unexpected situations.

The tattooed Devil Cultivator waved his sleeve, throwing out dozens of fist-sized crimson lightning beads.

"Burst!"

The crimson lightning pearl exploded with a deafening roar, transforming into an extremely dense crimson poisonous miasma that completely blocked the Sword Qi and the sea of clouds.

Taking advantage of the poisonous miasma obscuring their vision, the five Devil Cultivator transformed into five streaks of blood-red light and vanished into the distant demonic clouds without looking back.

The elder of the Supreme Purity Sect broke through the poisonous miasma, watching the receding blood-red light with a cold and stern expression, but he did not order a pursuit...

Do not pursue a cornered enemy.

Both sides have suffered losses, and a fight to the death would benefit neither.

The outer wind layer.

The Heavenly Corpse Old Devil looked down at the chaotic scene below and snorted coldly.

"Fang Yi, you're lucky."

"I have noted down that monstrous Lightning Bear."

The throne of bones vanished into thin air.

Without uttering a word, the Nine-Headed Poison Lord urged the nine-headed giant python to disappear into the void.

True Lord Fang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his tense body finally relaxing, and a fine layer of cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

Facing two opponents alone, the pressure on him was far greater than it appeared on the surface.

"Waaaaah--!"

The mournful sound of the bugle echoed once again over the plains.

This time, however, it signifies a withdrawal of troops.

The demonic clouds began to swirl backward, and the remaining bronze and iron corpses retreated with heavy steps. Tens of thousands of Devil Cultivator retreated like a tide, leaving only a pile of broken corpses outside Heavenly Void Pass.

"They've retreated! The Devil Cultivator have retreated!"

On the city wall, someone shouted first.

Then, deafening cheers erupted, and countless Qi Refining cultivators collapsed in pools of blood, laughing and crying at the same time.

The first offensive was successfully defended.

Heavenly Void Pass, White Cloud Temple Camp.

Shi Jian's enormous body shrank to about ten feet in size once more, and he staggered into the main tent, the lightning on his body dimmed to the extreme.

Its once snow-white fur was now covered in black spots of poison and dried blood, making it look quite gruesome...

Yun Du and True Person Qingshan followed closely behind, both with expressions of concern.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, we owe you a great debt today; otherwise, Heavenly Void Pass would have been in grave danger."

Yun Du bowed deeply, his tone revealing a deep sense of lingering fear.

True Person Qingshan repeatedly cupped his hands in respect, saying, "Fellow Daoist, your divine power is truly admirable; this old man is filled with awe."

Shi Jian lay on the stone platform, weakly lifting his eyelids.

Stop with the nonsense.

His voice was weak, filled with deep exhaustion:

"I exhausted too much of my vital energy to help you this time, and it will take me several years to recover."

"Since you're so grateful, why not give me some high-grade spiritual materials and more Spirit Stone?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Du didn't hesitate at all. He immediately pulled a Storage Bag from his waist and placed it on the stone platform, completely unconcerned.

"There are 20,000 low-grade Spirit Stone here, as well as the flesh and blood of several level 3 or 4 sea monsters. Fellow Daoist, use these first. If it's not enough, I'll go to the Supreme Purity Sect to ask for more."

"Alright, you can all leave now."

Shi Jian waved his paw, issuing an order to leave.

Seeing this, the two dared not disturb them any further and withdrew from the tent.

The moment the curtain fell.

Shi Jian slightly opened his eyes. Although his aura was weak, it was not as extremely feeble as before, indicating that he had still held back some strength.

He stole the show in this battle; now he should just keep a low profile.

With his deterrent effect, the Devil Cultivator were bound to be extra cautious. Unfortunately, none of the ten Golden Core Devil Cultivator who attacked this time perished.

Only the corpse-refining Devil Cultivator was severely injured by him, but it was clearly not fatal.

Shi Jian had a sudden thought and transmitted his voice to the Lord Rat.

A moment later, the ground churned up, and the hunched figure of the Lord Rat emerged.

"Ancestor!"

As soon as the Lord Rat appeared, it knelt down on the ground, trembling with excitement, its narrow eyes gleaming.

"How was the harvest?" Shi Jian asked in a low voice.

"We've struck it rich! Ancestor, we've struck it rich!"

The Lord Rat rubbed its paws together, rambling incoherently, "Thousands of Storage Bag are all piled up in the underground tunnels, along with the fragments of magical Law Artifact from those Devil Cultivator cultivators, and the remains of bronze and iron corpses—everything usable has been dragged back!"

"Where are Shi Mo and Kuang Dou?"

"The two commanders also acquired quite a few valuable items on the battlefield, including some fragments of Law Treasure artifacts."

Shi Jian nodded in satisfaction.

War is indeed the fastest way to get rich.

"These assets will be transported back to Purple Firmament Peak in batches."

"Select out the useful spiritual herbs and pills and distribute them to those underlings. Keep the Cultivation Method Jade Slip of those Devil Cultivator separately; I have a use for them."

"I understand!"

The Lord Rat kowtowed heavily, about to evacuate back underground, when suddenly a commotion came from outside the tent.

"Chen Yuan of the Supreme Purity Sect requests an audience with Fellow Daoist Shi."

Shi Jian gave the Lord Rat a wink, and the Lord Rat immediately burrowed back underground.

Shi Jian lay back down, held his breath, and pretended to be listless.

"Enter."

The curtain was lifted, Elder Chen strode in.

Elder Chen was one of the three Golden Core from the Supreme Purity Sect during the recent great battle. He was the most powerful in combat and also the person in charge of overseeing Heavenly Void Pass.

His gaze swept over Shi Jian, and he was secretly alarmed.

This bear demon, despite being attacked by multiple Golden Core cultivators, only suffered superficial injuries and its aura didn't even drop much. Its physical strength was simply unbelievable.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, today's battle has brought glory to our Wei Kingdom."

Elder Chen, with a broad smile, stepped forward and took out an exquisite jade box.

"This is my Supreme Purity Sect's secret recipe, the 'Third-Order Jade Bone Pill,' which has miraculous effects on tempering the physical body and restoring the Qi and Blood of Demon Race. I've come to present it to you, fellow Daoist."

Shi Jian twitched his nose and smelled the delicate fragrance of the elixir.

Without any hesitation, he stretched out his large paw, pulled the jade box directly in front of him, swallowed it in one gulp, and began to refine the medicinal effects.

"Elder, you're too kind. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Shi Jian's tone was honest and simple, revealing a naive honesty that lacked social skills.

Elder Chen was secretly pleased to see this.

Such intelligent but shallow-minded Demon Beast, acting solely on their whims, are the easiest to fool.

"Fellow Daoist's Divine Ability are astonishing. A small place like White Cloud Temple probably can't afford to support such a great demon, can it?"

Shi Jian simply smiled and said bluntly, "I don't have any Divine Ability; I'm just stronger and more robust."

"Fellow Daoist Yun has treated me well and contributed to White Cloud Temple. There's no need to talk about offerings; we're good friends who pursue the Great Dao together, so why talk about personal gain?"

Shi Jian chuckled, looking every bit the perfect bear.

Elder Chen smiled and lowered his voice, "Fellow Daoist is too modest. While the initial aspiration to pursue the Great Dao is admirable, how can one reach a higher level without the help of resources?"

"If you, fellow Daoist, wish to come to my Supreme Purity Sect, my sect is willing to treat you with the utmost respect, as if you were our sect's most precious spirit beast. The resources that White Cloud Temple provides for you, my Supreme Purity Sect will provide ten times more!"

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"

Oh dear, they've tried to poach me from their own company.

Shi Jian sneered inwardly, but feigned interest on the surface:

"Elder, you can't just talk nonsense. Ten times? Are you sure?"

"Of course!" Elder Chen declared confidently.

"I'll think about it."

Shi Jian closed his eyes, looking weak, and ignored him.

Seeing that Shi Jian was weak, Elder Chen nodded slightly. Having achieved his goal, he didn't linger and took his leave with a cupped hand.

After he walked away, Shi Jian opened his eyes and let out a cold sneer.

Ten times the resources?

Let's talk about it after your Supreme Purity Sect survives this national war. Besides, there are always many rules and restrictions for joining the Supreme Purity Sect.

He didn't want to be imprisoned and become someone's lackey.