Chapter 756: 441 Chapter 756: 441 After killing two people from the Xuan Xiao Taoist Palace, Chen Mobai returned to the Divine Wood Sect’s camp in the sky.
At this time, Zhou Wangshen, who had experienced great ups and downs, also returned. He and Xie Yuntian stood together, looking blankly at the handsome young man flying towards them in the sunlight.
“Greetings to the two senior brothers.”
Seeing them, Chen Mobai greeted with a smile. Xie Yuntian and Zhou Wangshen quickly waved their hands to indicate that no formalities were needed.
They still had some self-esteem. If it had been another Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Divine Wood Sect, they probably would have immediately referred to themselves as junior brothers.
“Junior brother Chen has performed quite a feat this time, proving himself the strongest practitioner in our sect after our two elder ancestors. He has managed to hold back the tide of disaster and avert a potentially catastrophic situation.”
Zhou Wangshen was originally a proud man, but after being chastised by Chen Mobai at Yin Qingmei’s banquet, he had resigned to his fate.
Seeing Chen Mobai coming, he immediately thanked him sincerely.
To be honest, just minutes ago, he was leading the retreat of the disciples of the Divine Wood Sect as if they were a pack of wolves, fearing that his life was over.
The huge loss resulting from the battlefield would make him an eternal guilty party in the sect.
Even with his connection to Elder Zhou, he probably would just escape death but be deprived of all cultivation resources, imprisoned in a cage with no chance of moving forward.
In a more extreme scenario, several elders of his clan might have forced him to die for the sect in the Lei Nation to protect Elder Zhou’s reputation.
So Chen Mobai’s timely arrival, killing Xuan Qiao and Xuan Jinzhi and repelling the attack of the Mountain Shaker Peak, was indeed a lifesaver for Zhou Wangshen.
“I owe you a great debt, Junior Brother. If you ever need my help in the future, please don’t hesitate to tell me.”
Zhou Wangshen slapped his chest and said as such. Xie Yuntian, who was standing next to him, nodded in agreement.
“Your kindness at saving my life is beyond words. When we return to the sect, I will concede all the Green Wood Evil to you. Only you can maximize its use.”
During the last battle against the Mountain Shaker Peak, Xie Yuntian also made considerable contributions, and the sect gave the remaining sixteen streams of Green Wood Evil to him.
However, Xie Yuntian did not have the same favorable conditions as Chen Mobai. After a hundred years of hard cultivation, he only managed to cultivate one and a half streams of the Green Flames Sword Slaughter.
To avoid the gradual loss of Spiritual Energy from the harvested Green Wood Evil, the remaining fourteen streams are still nurtured in the Land of the Dead of the sect.
This was also the reason why Chu Zuoshu was able to mobilize and place three streams of Green Wood Evil from Spirit Treasure Pavilion on the shelf for Chen Mobai.
But before doing this, Chu Zuoshu had indeed asked for Xie Yuntian’s consent since these technically belonged to him.
Now, having witnessed Chen Mobai’s unpredictable Green Flames Sword Slaughter on the battlefield, Xie Yuntian was completely convinced, believing that it would be a waste to use these precious resources of the sect on himself rather than the exceptional sword cultivation genius, Chen Mobai.
After a brush with death, Xie Yuntian’s narrow-minded mindset was also completely changed.
After all, only when the Divine Wood Sect is strong can the sect disciples more easily obtain cultivation resources.
If Chen Mobai had successfully formed a core today, Mountain Shaker Peak definitely would not have dared to attack. In fact, they probably would have packed up and fled upon hearing the news that the Divine Wood Sect had mobilized troops.
“If that’s the case, thank you, Senior Brother Xie.”
Chen Mobai was quite pleased with this, and he thanked Xie Yuntian earnestly. But the latter sidestepped the gesture, refusing to accept his courtesy.
“As for how we should proceed with the battle, please take control of the overall situation, Junior Brother.”
Zhou Wangshen, who was quite perceptive, spoke up and yielded the command of his troops to Chen Mobai, declaring that he would follow Chen Mobai’s leadership.
“I noticed that many Qi Practitioners from other sects have scattered. I will rely on Senior Brother Zhou to gather them back.”
Chen Mobai did not stand on ceremony. He believed that leading all the cultivators in battle as the commanding general was the quickest way for the Divine Wood Sect to secure victory in this war.
“Yes, I’m on it!”
Just as Zhou Wangshen was about to leave, Chen Mobai stopped him and handed him a mobile phone.
At this moment, the elder Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Divine Wood Sect who had fled earlier also flew over to join them at Chen Mobai’s call.
“Our respects to Junior Brother Chen!”
Upon their arrival, all the Foundation Establishment elders thanked Chen Mobai.
“We really owe you big time!”
“If not for you, the Lei Nation would have fallen by now, and we would be fighting alone, waiting for rescue.”
Among them, Yue Zutao and Yuan Chiye were good friends of Chen Mobai. Their words were somewhat sincere, and they expressed their gratitude once again amid sighs of relief.
“The battle isn’t over yet, everyone. Let’s stay alert. Here are the mobile phones…”
After encouraging everyone a bit, Chen Mobai distributed mobile phones to everyone. After explaining their functions, everyone’s eyes lit up.
Having spent two months on the battlefield, they understood the significance of these magic artifacts.
“Junior Brother, with these, conquering Mountain Shaker Peak will be a matter of days.”
Yue Zutao, clearly excited, tried out the mobile phone. After confirming that the communication function worked perfectly, he could already see a bright future.
“Everyone, take one. After we gather the scattered Qi Practitioners, each sect disciple will act as a backbone team captain, leading some Loose Cultivators and clan disciples…”