The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 374

Ximen Changqing smiled. "Fellow Daoist Xiao, your move was brilliant! Qiu Wanhong took her people directly to find Chu Xuan. She never expected we would turn back halfway and return to the Cold Ironwood Forest."

Xiao Xian laughed heartily. "Qiu Wanhong isn't stupid, just blinded by her rage. She couldn't see through it in the heat of the moment. We'll quickly take over this Cold Ironwood Forest, and from now on, it will be ours!"

Ximen Changqing added, "But there's a formation set up by Qiu Wanhong in this place. And there are still quite a few Crazy Dragon Valley's Foundation Establishment cultivators inside."

Xiao Xian waved his hand dismissively. "What Foundation Establishment cultivators? When we entered, there weren't any. They've probably perished under the attack of the ancient beasts by now."

Ximen Changqing nodded with a smile. "I see."

Xiao Xian approached the entrance of the forest, calling out anxiously, "Fellow Daoist Qiu has been in a deadlock with that demonic cultivator. She was almost seriously injured, so she asked me to bring more puppet beasts to her! Do you have any spare puppet beasts?"

At once, a dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators rushed out in a panic. These Foundation Establishment cultivators had come to the extraterritorial battlefield mostly to do hard labor. If they wanted to survive, they could only rely on Nascent Soul cultivators for protection. If anything happened to Qiu Wanhong, they wouldn't survive either. The leader of the late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators bowed respectfully to Xiao Xian.

"Senior Xiao, we still have some puppet beasts left from Qiu Master. We will give them all to you."

Saying this, he took out a storage bag, ready to hand it over.

Xiao Xian smiled and took the bag, but then asked casually, "Are there any cultivators left in the forest?"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator was puzzled but didn't ask further. He simply shook his head. "Everyone is here."

Xiao Xian nodded with a smile. "Good, good."

With a casual flick of his hand, a magic tool sliced through the air, instantly cleaving the Foundation Establishment cultivator in front of him into two halves. Ximen Changqing sighed quietly but also had to act.

In the blink of an eye, all the Crazy Dragon Valley Foundation Establishment cultivators had fallen in a pool of blood. Before long, the Nether Crocodiles, drawn by the scent of blood, swarmed the area. In less than a quarter of an hour, the Cold Ironwood Forest was in new hands.

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Meanwhile, Qiu Wanhong still had no idea what had transpired in the forest. She had already led four Nascent Soul cultivators from Crazy Dragon Valley and arrived outside the great spirit stone mine. Standing on the hill, she could see the situation at the mine. She planned to wait for Xiao Xian and the others to arrive.

However, after waiting for a long time, no one showed up. A sense of unease began to rise in Qiu Wanhong's heart. Her previous rage-induced fog had cleared, and now she realized something was wrong.

"Something's wrong… we've fallen for Xiao Xian's trap!"

Qiu Wanhong ground her teeth in fury. She should have realized earlier that Xiao Xian had never intended to help her. The Nascent Soul cultivators from Crazy Dragon Valley looked at each other with urgency.

"What should we do now? Should we return to the forest?" one asked.

Qiu Wanhong glanced at the great spirit stone mine. "No," she said, her voice firm. "If we try to go back now, we'll be intercepted by Xiao Xian and the others. Time will only drag us deeper into the trap. We'll be surrounded by the Nether Crocodiles and other ancient beasts. We have no choice but to move forward. We must seize the great spirit stone mine!"

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"Yes!" the other cultivators responded, nodding in agreement.

Qiu Wanhong growled, her voice like a battle cry, "Follow me and charge! Let's avenge Junior Brother Long!"

With a sweep of her hand, several Nascent Soul early-stage puppets and dozens of Golden Core late-stage puppets materialized around her. Although her own cultivation had slightly declined, putting her at the level of a Nascent Soul first-layer cultivator, she was confident that with so many puppets, she could still take the mine.

Whether Xiao Xian was involved or not didn't matter. The difference lay only in the casualties. She glanced at her junior brothers and sisters, stepping back a half-step. A cold, detached thought crossed her mind—perhaps higher casualties wouldn't be a bad thing after all.

Suddenly, a blazing fiery shield rose up, enveloping the entire great spirit stone mine like an inverted giant bowl.

"An array this large?!" The Nascent Soul cultivators from Crazy Dragon Valley were taken aback.