Chapter 41: Night Raid

Everything was ready, with only the east wind lacking. Seeing that there was still some time before nightfall, Yan Wuji ordered his men to take Wan Yi to the official post house to rest and tidy up.

On the way, Niu San opened his mouth several times, wanting to speak but hesitating.

Finally, after a bout of inner struggle, he said to Wan Yi, "My lord, the medicinal powder I gave you earlier is I'm afraid somewhat problematic!"

Hearing this, Wan Yi knitted his brows and said in a cold voice, "Could someone have tampered with it?"

Seeing this, Niu San hurriedly explained, "My lord, you misunderstand. That medicinal powder was formulated strictly according to the prescription. I kept my eyes on it the entire time; a third person never touched it."

A strange gleam flashed in Wan Yi's eyes: "Are you saying there is something wrong with the prescription itself?"

Niu San nodded upon hearing this and replied, "Reporting to my lord, precisely so.

Those cannibalistic monks possess vicious minds and have suffered torment within the prison. Craving a swift release so their souls might shatter and scatter, they would inevitably harbor some malicious schemes.

Although I do not understand pharmacology, whenever I came into contact with that medicinal powder, I invariably felt a deep-seated palpitation.

You know that although I can now condense a physical form, I am still a ghost cultivator without a true flesh body, so that medicinal powder cannot harm me. But you, my lord..."

At this point, Niu San paused his speech, then continued, "While one should harbor no intention of harming others, one must always maintain precautions against them. It would be best for my lord not to touch that medicinal powder directly, but rather find someone to test it first to be secure!"

Niu San's words struck like a blow to the head, waking Wan Yi up.

He mentally cursed himself for being careless, thinking that the little girl's face was saved, and in his excitement, he had actually let down his guard.

If the matter were truly this simple, Zhou Tong's face would likely have been cured long ago. With the cultivation levels of Lin Qiaosheng and Zhou Shuo, wouldn't they have simply captured a cannibalistic monk and searched his soul to obtain the elixir recipe?!

Upon waking up to the reality, he felt a secret sense of relief. Fortunately, he had received Niu San's warning; otherwise, if he had rashly applied that medicinal powder to Zhou Tong's face, the consequences would have been truly unimaginable.

Seeing Wan Yi's complexion shifting unpredictably, Niu San instantly guessed his thoughts, and thus softly inquired, "My lord, should this subordinate go and teach those cannibalistic monks a lesson?"

Having regained his composure, Wan Yi patted Niu San on the shoulder and praised approvingly, "You are quite good!"

As he spoke, he rewarded the other party with a pouch of Soul-Nourishing Pills.

Then, he sneered, "Don't they want a quick release? Well, I simply won't let them have their way. Go and have some fun with them, but remember this: make sure not to let their souls shatter and scatter!"

Niu San nodded knowingly, put away the Soul-Nourishing Pills, expressed his gratitude, and turned to head toward the Soul-Reaping Department's dungeon.

Over here, after Niu San left, Wan Yi calmed his mood within the room.

With a thought, he released the twenty puppets that Yan Wuji had lent him. As for the one he had signed and purchased himself, he certainly couldn't bear to take it out and use it.

Controlling those puppets, he had them change into the monastic robes and kasayas worn by the cannibalistic monks, and distributed those human-bone ritual implements among them.

Next, he fished out the Spirit-Hiding Pill and swallowed it into his mouth.

Late at night, a dark figure, under the cover of moonlight, slipped stealthily into the Dan Ding Sect.

Under the effect of the Spirit-Hiding Pill, Wan Yi's journey was completely unobstructed. Even when brushing past disciples patrolling the mountain, the other party remained completely unaware!

Remote-controlled bombs, each connected to a sound-transmission talisman, were planted by him in every corner of the Dan Ding Sect.

With everything prepared, Wan Yi leapt up toward Dan Ding Peak.

This was the place where Sect Master Yao Cen and Ge Honggen resided. Yao Cen possessed a mid-stage Imperial realm cultivation, while Ge Honggen possessed an early-stage Imperial realm cultivation; these two were the pillars of the Dan Ding Sect.

Therefore, their sleeping palaces were constructed with magnificent grandeur.

Especially Yao Cen's sleeping palace, which was built upon the towering peak piercing the clouds, inlaid with gold and jade and supremely luxurious.

Looking at the two sleeping palaces situated not far apart, Wan Yi sneered coldly in his heart: "Damn it, these people who sell medicines are truly wealthy!

Even building a house is this arrogant; I'll bomb you flat tonight!"

After the cold sneer, he took out everything he had in his storage ring in one go.

Dozen of bombs were planted separately upon the roof beams and pillars of the two sleeping palaces.

Having finished all this, he looked toward a cave in the distance; that was the Dan Ding Sect's treasure pavilion.

The heritage amassed by the Dan Ding Sect over thousands of years was stored entirely in that place.

However, a protective grand array was set up around the treasure pavilion; wanting to enter it left no other option than to force one's way through!

Wan Yi found a shelter outside the treasure pavilion, ensuring that his current location would not be affected by the subsequent explosion, and fished a sound-transmission talisman from his bosom.

A strange smile appeared on his face as he spoke softly into the sound-transmission talisman in his hand: "Explode!"

The instant the message was sent out, the sound of explosions echoed everywhere across the entire Dan Ding Sect, with flames soaring into the sky and smoke filling the air!

Building after building was blown into sudden collapse, the shockwaves kicking up surges of air pressure. Disciples with low cultivation had not even managed to react before they were left without bones or corpses, flesh and blood flying everywhere!

Those disciples with high cultivation, though escaping with their lives, looked as utterly disheveled as could be, their garments in tatters, wailing in a chaotic mass of limping legs and broken arms!

Looking further at the sleeping palaces of Yao Cen and Ge Honggen, after the explosions, they were reduced to a flat expanse of rubble!

Because of their high cultivation levels, the two old fellows had not sustained injuries, but they were covered in grime and dust, looking precisely like beggars!

At this moment, the two of them were clearly dumbfounded and stunned by this sudden massive explosion!

Having never witnessed such a spectacle before, they stared blankly at each other, and it took a long while before they finally snapped back to their senses amidst the cries for help from the distant disciples.

With a single leap, they charged down into the sea of flames at the foot of the mountain!

After the two old fellows departed, Wan Yi released the twenty puppets!

Immediately afterward, these twenty puppets possessing late-Tribulation-crossing cultivation launched a fierce assault on the protective grand array of the treasure pavilion!

In less than a moment, a breach was torn open in the protective grand array. Seizing the opportunity, Wan Yi executed the *Cloud Sea Flit*, transforming into a blurred afterimage as he rushed inside.

Upon seeing the items inside the treasure pavilion, even Wan Yi, who had been mentally prepared beforehand, was still struck dumb with astonishment.

All kinds of spiritual herbs and medicinal ingredients were piled up like mountains, and the multi-layered treasure shelves were crammed full of storage rings.

Inside those storage rings were packed high-grade medicinal elixirs and spirit stones.

Time was pressing and did not allow him to inspect things closely. He directly raised his wrist-mounted storage bangle, sweeping out his divine sense, and collected everything he touched into it as it passed by.

In merely a few breaths' time, nothing was left inside the treasure pavilion except for four bare walls. The wealth accumulated by the Dan Ding Sect over thousands of years had all become Wan Yi's personal possessions!

Meanwhile, Yao Cen, who had just rushed down the mountain to organize his men in fighting the fire, suddenly changed his expression. He roared toward Ge Honggen, "Not good! Someone has broken through the protective grand array of the treasure pavilion!"

Hearing this, Ge Honggen's countenance altered drastically. The next second, the two old fellows abandoned the patch of wailing disciples, whirled around, and flew back up to Dan Ding Peak!

The scene before the entrance of the treasure pavilion caused the eyes of the two old fellows to split with anger.

Gazing at the puppets wearing the robes of cannibalistic monks, Yao Cen shrieked malevolently, "Mora Gate! Cannibalistic monks! You go too far!"

With that, the two old fellows prepared to strike at the twenty puppets.

Yet at that very moment, a bizarre scene unfolded: the two of them felt, inexplicably, that their realms of cultivation had somehow been suppressed down to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Just as the two were plunged into extreme panic, a cold sneer drifted out from within the doorway of the treasure pavilion: "Is it fun? If I didn't fight a battle against you right in front of everyone, how else would all those disciples know it was the cannibalistic monks who killed you?!"

To be continued......