Chapter 457 Patrol, Each With Their Own Schemes

In the wind and snow, outside the Qingxun Plain, Yang Hong stood straight in mid-air, feeling the somewhat violent spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Since the outbreak of the food crisis, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth had begun to show signs of disorder, and now it had become violent.

Without arrays to filter the spiritual energy, newcomers would have almost no chance of starting cultivation.

Thinking of something, Yang Hong opened his right hand. A scorching red fireball appeared in his palm. The snowflakes falling from the sky were instantly incinerated and disappeared, and the air around him quickly distorted.

Boom ~ Rumble ~

With a gentle wave of his hand, the basketball-sized fireball struck a distant desert. With a rumbling sound, a sand dune hundreds of feet high and tens of miles wide was immediately blasted away.

It was burned to nothingness before even dust could rise.

The power of this fireball was forty percent higher than that thirty years ago.

The violent spiritual energy made cultivation easy to lead to qi deviation, but it greatly enhanced the power of various spells.

Falling into the sand pit, which had been burned into glass, there was another rumble. Yang Hong cast the main spells he had mastered one by one, smashing the sand pit down a full mile and creating a deep pool before flying out.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, what a temper. Have you come to the desert to lose your temper?"

"Sect Leader Yang, have we done something wrong to make Qingfeng Villa decide to seal the mountain and go into seclusion?"

As soon as Yang Hong emerged, two familiar figures appeared before him.

They were the old friends who had been dealing with him long-term on behalf of the immortal sects, the Ancestor of the Sun from the Chaoyang Sect; and the Elder Wangyuan, an elder of the Undying Temple who was stationed in the Willow Flat Plain on behalf of the Buddhist sect.

"You've arrived.

Don't try to provoke me. You can't have failed to notice the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Although we don't know when the war between immortals and demons will begin, without strength, Qingfeng Villa can only become cannon fodder."

Yang Hong spoke frankly, and the flying sword under his feet carried him deeper into the desert.

Ancestor of the Sun and Elder Wangyuan exchanged a glance and followed.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, as long as you join our Immortal Sect Alliance, we can send three immortals to protect Qingfeng Villa."

"Yes, Sect Leader Yang, why don't you join our Buddhist sect? I can apply for ten Daoists to protect Qingfeng Villa."

"In addition, we have eighth and ninth-grade arrays, and we can even provide immortal arrays to protect Qingfeng Villa's mountain gate."

"Not only that, our Buddhist sect can refine a Buddhist artifact for Sect Leader Yang to ensure his safety."

The excitement in the eyes of the two was undeniable as they continuously tempted Yang Hong.

Whether Qingfeng Villa joined the immortal or Buddhist sects was irrelevant to them; they even disdained it. But one Yang Hong was worth ten or a hundred Qingfeng Villas.

They only wanted Yang Hong!

"..."

Yang Hong continued to fly forward without saying a word. This was not the first time the two had acted as envoys, but he would not become a dog for the immortal or Buddhist sects.

He understood very well that once he joined any faction, he would be tied to the farmland like a dog, farming every day.

This was not the life he envisioned.

After flying for more than ten thousand miles, Yang Hong stopped.

The three of them slowly landed in a small oasis that was only a hundred miles in circumference.

"Welcome, Sect Leader. Greetings to both seniors."

A sturdy miscellaneous disciple of Qingfeng Villa quickly walked out from a wooden palace.

"You are Niu Kui, right? Has this outpost encountered any danger?"

"Reporting to the Sect Leader, the scorpions in the Lihuo Desert have reproduced faster, but I and the miscellaneous disciples under me can kill enough of them in time, and there is no danger."

As Niu Kui spoke, he also released his giant axe magic tool, looking as if he was ready for another fight.

"Hmm, it's good that there's no danger.

This is your reward."

Yang Hong nodded with satisfaction, took out a sixth-grade spirit fruit from his storage ring, and threw it to Niu Kui.

"Hehe~ Thank you for the Sect Leader's reward."

Niu Kui put away his giant axe and, at the same time, pocketed the sixth-grade spirit fruit, a foolish smile of pleasant surprise on his face.

"Keep a good watch, and report any danger promptly."

"Bang bang~ Sect Leader, rest assured, I will guard this outpost well."

Niu Kui patted his chest loudly to guarantee it. Seeing his confidence, Yang Hong encouraged him a few more times before flying away on his sword to the next outpost, Xiaoping Plain.

Ancestor of the Sun and Elder Wangyuan exchanged a glance, and the smile in their eyes slightly receded as they followed.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, you don't actually need to work so hard. All the demon realm passages and secret realms related to the demon realm in the Taiyuan Realm have been completely cleared by the upper realm immortals and Buddhas.

There will absolutely be no demons who can descend to the Taiyuan Realm through spatial channels, teleportation arrays, or the like. If they want to descend, they can only do so from the sky, and we will have enough time to discover them."

In the gray and yellow desert, the three of them flew rapidly on their swords, which did not affect their conversation.

"Perhaps.

I am a bit timid and don't want to entrust my safety to others."

Yang Hong remained indifferent.

The previous Lihuo Flying Locust incident had made him realize the heartlessness of the immortal and Buddhist sects.

In order to cultivate the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, they had raised Lihuo Flying Locusts in the Lihuo Desert, which had caused various sandstorms and the "Black Despair."

Since the Lihuo Flying Locusts were eradicated, the power of the sandstorms in the Lihuo Desert had weakened by at least half, and the super sandstorms of "Black Despair" had not occurred again.

Although the Lihuo Flying Locusts could not be directly linked to "Black Despair," there was definitely a connection.

As for the current food crisis, the immortal and Buddhist sects had also responded very passively at first, even resorting to small actions of abandoning mortals to reduce pressure.

Combined with these circumstances, he dared not trust the immortal and Buddhist sects.

Even if they spoke flowery words.

From morning until sunset, Yang Hong and the other two flew through nine outpost plains before stopping.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, look, with the protection of our immortal and Buddhist sects, the Taiyuan Realm is safe, absolutely safe."

At the last stop in the desert, Ancestor of the Sun pointed to the land with the afterglow of the setting sun, making a guarantee.

"Old man Chaoyang, I have never doubted the power of immortals and Buddhas. I am merely inspecting my territory and preparing for the next stage of cultivating new plains.

For more than thirty years, Qingfeng Villa has been fully engaged in cultivating ordinary plants and producing seeds. We have not developed for a long time, and it is time to move on to the next stage of development."

"Then can Fellow Daoist Yang provide seeds immediately?"

Upon hearing Yang Hong mention seeds, Ancestor of the Sun quickly asked, and Elder Wangyuan also looked on expectantly.

The main reason they were chasing Yang Hong was for the seeds.

To be precise, ordinary plant seeds!

All the plants in the Taiyuan cultivation world were evolving. Even the plants cultivated by Qingfeng Villa would begin to evolve if planted outside for more than ten times.

Spiritual plants were very difficult for mortals to digest and were not suitable for long-term consumption by mortals.

All over the world, only Qingfeng Villa could guarantee that the plants it cultivated would remain unevolved and ordinary.

This made the immortal and Buddhist sects curious, and even more desirous of possessing Yang Hong and Qingfeng Villa.

"What you need are not seeds, but Qingfeng Villa's 'Ten Martial Arts Techniques.'

Plants and animals are evolving, and we humans must also evolve quickly, otherwise we will be eliminated."

"This~ this we will consider."

Hearing Yang Hong raise this issue for the thirtieth time, the two began to beat around the bush again.

"Alas~"

Yang Hong sighed and simply closed his mouth.