Not as satisfying as ambushing enemies with Changshou by his side.
Changshou’s understanding of “poison” wasn’t just clever—it had massive potential.
Elder Wan had already made up his mind: if they survived this battle, he’d pass down his prized Toxic Scripture to Changshou in full, as a reward for the warning that helped save the sect.
Just then, he felt a breeze stir by his ear—and a familiar voice whispered:
“Elder Wan, this is your disciple, Changshou.”
“Elder Wan, please don’t get too caught up in the fight. Try to spare some attention to the southern battlefront as well. Ideally, both sides should retreat together to Breaksky Peak. From there, we can activate the grand formation to defend ourselves—it’s the best way to minimize casualties.”
Elder Wan Linjun nodded subtly. As he glanced around at the current situation, he realized he’d gone somewhat too far ahead alone.
But it wasn’t because he had been too aggressive—rather, it was because the other Daoist immortals had… retreated too quickly.
Li Changshou’s voice echoed in his mind again:
“Please don’t worry about me, Elder. I’ll be heading to the underground relocation array beneath the Hall of Ten Thousand Affairs with the other disciples shortly. The important thing is for you to stay safe.”
Upon hearing this, a sly smirk crept across Wan Linjun’s face, his eyes narrowing slightly.
The few powerful demons locked in combat with him felt a sudden chill in their hearts and instinctively pulled back—but Wan Linjun also began to retreat, moving closer to the other immortals.
Truthfully, he was simply in a good mood, knowing that Li Changshou was still unharmed.
With that detail handled, Li Changshou resumed quietly monitoring the broader battlefield.
At this point, the two major battle zones were only a few peaks away from Breaksky Peak.
Using his divine sense, Li Changshou noticed several wounded True Immortals from the sect rushing toward the Hall of Ten Thousand Affairs. It seemed they were going to begin evacuating the younger disciples…
Soon, Breaksky Peak would become the site of the main battle.
Though it had protective formations, many disciples who hadn’t yet achieved immortality were too weak. If a few spells or magical treasures went astray, the Hall of Ten Thousand Affairs would likely become a bloodbath.
Some Grand Elders had already given orders: disciples with insufficient cultivation were to be evacuated, and those wounded True Immortal elders would soon be responsible for protecting them.
Li Changshou thought carefully, then sent a secret message to Ling’e, who had been hiding near the underground array for quite some time, telling her to blend in with the crowd and help his “real body” and their master escape safely.
Ling’e immediately signaled her understanding and continued to hide in a crack between the rocks, quietly waiting for the disciples to gather.
As for Li Changshou’s true body…
He had already found a perfect hiding spot two lunar cycles ago, concealed himself there, and hadn’t made a single move since.
Moments later, a hole opened in a corner of the Hall of Ten Thousand Affairs, sloping straight down underground.
Pushed along by the urging of several elders, Youqin Xuanya and Jiuwu—disciples quickly began pouring into the tunnel, flying downward at full speed.
As each group arrived at the relocation array, Ling’e seized the right moment. She emerged from a corner with “Li Changshou” and joined the other disciples seamlessly.
Everything went smoothly. Once again, his junior sister had done her part.
When Youqin Xuanya arrived and saw both Li Changshou and Ling’e, she finally let out a long breath of relief.
Holding the array control talisman, she stepped forward and activated the underground relocation array.
At the bottom of the hollow, a massive, hundred-zhang-wide formation plate appeared, glowing with intricate runes. Faint dragon-like roars echoed from beneath it…
An elder shouted:
“Hurry! Fifty at a time into the array! Xuanya, you and Elder Ge lead the way! The array will teleport everyone to a valley east of here!”
Youqin Xuanya accepted the order and, with the closest group of disciples, rushed onto the array plate. Their figures sank slightly, then vanished in a flash of light!
The underground ley lines were like the capillaries of Pangu, the Creator himself;
And the relocation array allowed cultivators to travel long distances along those ley lines in a set direction—either forward or backward.
Despite the chaos, the disciples weren’t panicked. Some even volunteered to stay back and let the less experienced go first…
The evacuation was orderly, and Ling’e, looked after by many senior brothers from other peaks, was among the third batch to be teleported out.
Li Changshou kept a strand of divine sense near her at all times. With that done, he had no more immediate concerns.
Most of the younger generation had already escaped, and the remaining immortals of the sect had regrouped near Breaksky Peak.
The front line stretched thin, and the main peak’s defensive formation hadn’t yet been activated.
The sect’s immortals showed signs of fatigue, and the mosquito puppets were now entirely focused on their few top-tier opponents.
This was the moment Li Changshou had been waiting for!
“Paper Army—move out!”
In two ravines flanking Breaksky Peak, four paper dolls stealthily emerged, half-buried in the earth.
From their sleeves and robes, dozens of tiny white paper figures leapt forth. The four paper dolls then immediately sank back into the ground.
Twenty paper figures each spread out through the ravines to the north and south—this was the absolute limit Li Changshou could control through his intermediaries, and it couldn’t be sustained for long…
Forty paper men transformed into forty “celestial soldiers,” clad in light-blue armor.
Their appearances varied, their strength wasn’t high, and their defense was paper-thin. Each carried a basic enchanted longbow and a unique, specially made arrow.
These bows bore only the simplest seals—nothing close to actual treasures.
They quickly dashed through the forest to their pre-scouted positions, drawing their bows fully.
The arrows began to glow with intricate, shifting patterns!
[Silent Sky-Toxin Arrows]: single-use custom weapons, capable of unleashing a wide, precise, and instant spray of deadly poison!
“To kill an enemy, you don’t need flashy spells or powerful artifacts. All you need is to take a single advantage—
—and push it to the absolute extreme.
Muscles can’t beat a brick to the head.
Fire.”
In the dim shadows, Li Changshou snapped his fingers.
TWANG— Forty bowstrings vibrated in unison!
Arrows shot out in silence from the rear flanks, aimed directly at the densest concentration of mosquito puppets…