Seeking Aid
Feng Ji ordered a full-scale attack, and the people he sent out were naturally not the same group of weak and ineffective low-level Evil Cultivator from before.
With his capable subordinates at the first command, swarms of poisonous bees and arrows rained down on Jimo Residence as if they were free.
Miao Lian had summoned the Devil Crow early on, and the Devil Crow leader brought dozens of times more offspring as reinforcements, barely managing to withstand the attack from the sky.
But that wasn't all. With a wave of his long sleeve, an Evil Cultivator covered in vines caused giant black flowers to sprout from the blue brick floor, turning the neat street into a bumpy, rocky mess.
The giant black flower has two rows of sharp teeth and constantly spews out miasma.
Although Sang Ying's protective array was powerful, it could not stop these miasma. Whether cultivators or mortals, anyone who inhaled the miasma would instantly lose their ability to move and become food for the giant flower.
Upon seeing this, several Rogue Cultivator immediately formed a formation and used the Clear Wind Instruction to defend themselves.
However, their cultivation level was insufficient, and there were too many giant flowers. Even though everyone tried their best to resist, the results were still minimal.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, a jet-black vine suddenly appeared in front of the cultivators.
Upon seeing the color of the vines, they assumed it was one of the Evil Cultivator's methods. Before they could even utter the words "My life is over," the vines, which should have been the enemy's help, sprouted dozens of branches and slammed into the giant flowers.
The Evil Cultivator was controlling the giant flower was also startled. He quickly instructed the giant flower to spray miasma onto the vines.
However, these miasmas that cultivators avoided at all costs became ineffective when they encountered the vines. The vines even indiscriminately absorbed them into their stomachs.
The vines, having absorbed the miasma, grew even larger under everyone's watchful eyes.
The grown vines no longer fought the giant flower to a standstill; they raised branches dozens of meters long and yanked the giant flower off the ground in one swift motion.
The lush root system was snapped one by one, and the giant flower, detached from the earth, quickly withered and was ruthlessly discarded by the vines.
The cultivators were naturally astonished upon seeing this, and one of them even secretly gave the vines a thumbs up.
The vines seemed to have eyes, and even stretched out thin branches to pat the cultivator's shoulder.
Then, before the other giant flowers could make a move, dozens of branches of the vines acted simultaneously, removing the giant flowers surrounding the front gate of Jimo Residence one by one. Even the blue bricks that they had broken through were carefully smoothed out by the vines.
Although it doesn't look as nice as before, it's at least a bit neater.
The Evil Cultivator cultivated flowers was heartbroken at losing seven or eight giant flowers in one go.
Even so, bound by Feng Ji's orders, he had to continue the attack. However, this time he was a bit smarter; instead of destroying his few remaining giant flowers, he threw out a few vines instead.
His vines are somewhat similar to Green Vine's, but they are not as domineering as Green Vine's.
The Evil Cultivator, who had initially thought his vines might be of some use, soon discovered that they couldn't last long in Green Vine's hands and were not as good as the giant flower she had seen before.
Thus, following the giant flower, the vines once again became nutrients for the Green Vine.
Besides the front gate, the back gate of Jimo Residence was also one of the important attack points for the Evil Cultivator.
The one leading the attack on this place was an Evil Cultivator covered in strange, scaly patterns. He seemed to be a physical cultivator, possessing not only a body of bronze skin and iron bones, but also immense strength.
A single palm strike could take down countless cultivators.
The Evil Cultivator intended to use his brute strength to directly break through the layers of protective arrays set up by Sang Ying.
However, this person was indeed formidable. He didn't even use Law Artifact; he defeated most of the guards and cultivators protecting the back gate with just his physical strength.
Looking at the people lying on the ground, he chuckled and strode towards the back door.
His fist, as big as a bucket, was clenched so tightly it cracked, as if a single punch would shatter the array at the back door.
The guards struggled to get up, but their broken legs gave them no strength.
Just as the fist was about to land on the door, the guards could hardly believe what would happen after the back door had been breached.
Fortunately, a fair hand caught him a split second before the fist landed.
The Evil Cultivator looked up and saw an extremely ordinary face. "Tsk, I never expected the Jimo Household to have such a powerful body cultivator?"
The other person emphasized the word "amazing," so it's unclear whether it was a compliment or an insult.
Wearing a guard's uniform, Cang Lian sniffed the mixed dragon and snake scent on the Evil Cultivator's body, a hint of mockery appearing in his eyes.
He smirked, "Before you start spouting nonsense, get rid of that repulsive stench you're wearing!"
Cang Lian raised her hand and pushed the Evil Cultivator more than ten steps away.
Once the Evil Cultivator had stood still, Cang Lian patted his robes and slightly raised his chin. "Come on, let me see just how capable you are, you mixed-blood."
"Ha!" The Evil Cultivator, whose sore spot had been hit, sneered, "You're asking for death!"
Thus, the two physically strong men clashed in battle.
Sang Ying was unaware of the fierce battle between the front and back gates; she was currently busy helping the butler find the small airship.
Perhaps none of the ancestors of the Jimo Household ever imagined that they would one day need this flying boat, so when the long-abandoned flying boat was brought out, it raised a cloud of dust.
"Young Miss, while Feng Ji's men are currently tied down, you and your wife should quickly take the younger generation and the classics of the clan and leave!" the steward hurriedly said.
That's right, he never intended to leave from the beginning. He was an elder of the Jimo Household, and had lived in Rizhao City for who knows how many years.
This city held extraordinary significance for him, and he was unwilling to abandon it, even though he knew that staying would only lead to death.
"Who said I was leaving?" Sang Ying turned to him and smiled. "This thing isn't just for escaping!"
The housekeeper was taken aback, not understanding what she meant.
However, the steward soon found out, because he saw Sang Ying skillfully coax Fu Yinqiu into the flying boat, and after stuffing several guards into it, she suddenly started the flying boat while the madam was not paying attention.
An indestructible barrier rose instantly, trapping not only Sang Ying outside the flying boat but also Fu Yinqiu inside.
"Sang Ying, Sang Ying, what are you doing?!" Fu Yinqiu suddenly panicked. "Please let me out, okay? What are you doing?!"
Seeing that Fu Yinqiu was on the verge of tears, Sang Ying slowly spoke through the barrier, "There are many Spirit Stones and ancient books on the flying boat. I want you to leave Rizhao City and seek help from the Azure Feather Sect. If you can't get help from the Azure Feather Sect, then go to Ten Thousand Daos Born."
"Anyone can go for help, even the steward! Let me stay!" Fu Yinqiu attacked the barrier desperately.
However, with her current cultivation level, trying to break through the barrier would be futile.
Hearing her words, Sang Ying shook her head. "No one else can do it, only you, Madam. You are currently the most powerful person in the Jimo Household, only your intervention can convince these two factions. And only you, Madam, know what other trump cards the Jimo Household has that can sway them."
But most importantly, if help doesn't come, she will be the only remaining pillar of support for Jimo.
"Madam, please be careful. We'll wait for you to come back," Sang Ying murmured one last time, then watched the flying boat slowly rise into the clouds.
Having done all this, she turned and drew her longsword, nodding to the steward behind her. "We'll hold out for three days. We'll only hold out for three days."
If reinforcements don't arrive, then there's only one way out: a fight to the death.