Chapter 271: Great Slaughter

Lu Ye kept part of his attention on Amber's movements. Amber going to Ju Jia was not at his instruction; it was her own spontaneous action. He didn't know what she intended to do.

Amber went up to Ju Jia, nudged him with her head, and whimpered a few times.

Ju Jia, who had remained in that posture, stirred slightly before slowly standing up. The crisscrossing blood marks on his back were a horrifying sight.

A violent, almost boiling blood aura, mixed with his dense, earthy-yellow spiritual energy, emanated from Ju Jia's body. A deep red light flickered in his eyes, and his broad, sturdy frame exuded an intense sense of oppression.

He suddenly crouched low, his head slightly bowed, his dishevelled hair obscuring his face. Facing the cultivators of the Wind-Flower Academy, he adopted a charging stance.

At that instant, a chill ran through the bodies of all the Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators. They had the distinct impression that an unleashed beast had set its eyes on them.

*Boom...* A visible shockwave erupted from beneath Ju Jia's feet as he charged fiercely forward. The deep red blood aura and earthy-yellow spiritual energy merged, enveloping his entire body in a visible halo.

His speed wasn't particularly fast, but his determined, unstoppable posture conveyed a spirit that could smash through a mountain if it stood in his way.

"Quick, stop him!" The cultivators of the Myriad Demon Ridge fell into chaos.

The Immortal Yuan Guards were attacking them, special spiritual entities were attacking them, Lu Ye and Yi Yi were also attacking them, and now Ju Jia was charging towards them too.

The side that originally held an absolute advantage was now so overwhelmed that they could barely fight back.

They wanted to cry!

Waves of artifact attacks and spell powers crashed towards Ju Jia, but they couldn't hinder him in the slightest; all were blocked by the halo of mixed blood aura and spiritual energy on his body.

No one had ever seen Ju Jia in such a state, not even Si Ma Yang, who was lying prostrate on the ground.

Like a collapsing mountain, Ju Jia, with his furious momentum, crashed into the formation of the Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators.

The one blocking at the very front must have been a body cultivator, evident from his potent blood qi. Furthermore, this body cultivator was also at the Ninth Level.

The instant they collided, the Ninth Level body cultivator's eyes widened, and he was sent flying like a ragged sack, the sound of bones breaking echoing from his body.

Both were body cultivators and both were at the Ninth Level, but the difference between him and Ju Jia was like heaven and earth.

Fortunately, his slight obstruction slowed Ju Jia down slightly, allowing more attacks to rain down on him, causing the halo on his body to dim.

Although Ju Jia was simple-minded, he wasn't stupid. Knowing he couldn't withstand many more attacks, he reached forward and grabbed.

The eyes of the flying body cultivator widened again. He felt someone had grabbed his ankle, and then... he was swung around.

Lu Ye, standing on the rooftop, chewing on a spiritual pill and controlling his artifacts to kill enemies, felt his eyelids twitch.

Having roamed the Spiritual Stream Battlefield for so long and experienced numerous battles, big and small, he was no longer the naive youth who knew nothing about the cultivation world. But he had truly never seen anyone like Ju Jia.

The opposing Ninth Level body cultivator was held in his hand and swung around like a weapon. Within a three-zhang radius around him, no Myriad Demon Ridge cultivator dared to approach.

It could only be said that when an honest person gets angry, it's truly terrifying!

After swinging fiercely for a while, Ju Jia suddenly felt his hand lighten. He looked down and saw only a severed lower leg in his hand; the Ninth Level body cultivator he had grabbed had already been smashed to pieces.

He slammed the severed lower leg onto the ground. Ju Jia roared like a wounded beast and charged towards the nearest enemy.

Ju Jia, who had never killed anyone since he began cultivating, was on a killing spree today!

In a short while, the Myriad Demon Ridge suffered heavy casualties. Of the more than thirty people who had surrounded Ju Jia, less than half remained. Even among those remaining, many were bound by Spiritual Restraint Chains and were continuously being killed.

The streaks of light from his artifacts flew back, their stored spiritual energy depleted. They needed to be replenished before they could be used again.

Lu Ye put them into his storage bag. His gaze fixed on Ruo Yan below, he slowly drew his Pan Mountain Blade.

Just as he was about to charge down, he looked up, gazing into the distance. At the end of the street, a large group of cultivators suddenly emerged, swiftly approaching.

The leader was tall and slender, with a bare midriff. Who else could it be but Chu Qing?

The cultivators following Chu Qing numbered at least forty.

"Prepare to withdraw!" Lu Ye instructed Yi Yi.

If it were just Ruo Yan's scattered remnants, Lu Ye could still have annihilated them. But with Chu Qing bringing a group of people, they couldn't stay any longer.

The spirits suffered considerable losses; the ordinary Immortal Yuan Guards converted into spirits were almost entirely wiped out, and even few of the squad leader-level ones remained. The Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators were not just passive targets.

With their current strength alone, it wasn't enough to contend with the enemy. They needed to replenish their spirits before making further plans.

He glanced at Ju Jia, who was still charging in the battle below. He leapt down, with Wind Step activated, and quickly entered the fray. His long blade swung down, catching a Myriad Demon Ridge cultivator off guard and striking him to the ground.

A powerful force struck him from the side. Lu Ye raised his Pan Mountain Blade to block, and the blade hummed with a strained clang as he himself was sent flying off the ground by the force.

When he landed, the arm holding his blade was numb.

That strike just now had come from Ju Jia. His eyes were bloodshot from killing, completely unable to distinguish friend from foe. However, upon seeing Lu Ye, a slight flicker appeared in Ju Jia's bloodshot eyes.

"Many people are coming," Lu Ye said, "If you want revenge, follow me!" With that, he turned and ran.

Ju Jia paid him no mind, continuing to charge towards the nearby Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators.

"Roar!" Just then, Amber roared at him, then turned and caught up with Lu Ye, leaping onto his shoulder.

Numerous spirits quickly retreated, leaving behind a scene of devastation and corpses.

Not long after they ran, a rumbling sound came from behind them. Lu Ye looked back and saw that Ju Jia was following them.

He had just told Ju Jia to follow him, but Ju Jia hadn't reacted. Yet, when Amber roared at him, Ju Jia obediently followed.

Of course, this was also related to Ju Jia seeing Chu Qing bring a group of people to attack. He might be simple-minded, but he wasn't stupid. He knew that no matter how strong his physique was, staying there any longer would only lead to his death.

A moment after the two retreated, Chu Qing had led a group of cultivators to the battlefield. Turning her head to look around, her eyes narrowed. "What happened?" she exclaimed.

She had received a message from Ruo Yan to meet her here, as Ruo Yan's group had found Ju Jia and already trapped him.

But upon arriving, she discovered that their side had suffered heavy casualties. Of the thirty people who had followed Ruo Yan, barely more than ten remained; the rest were all corpses.

Judging by the traces left on the battlefield, this battle had been extremely fierce. The ground was covered in shattered body parts and large splatters of blood, as if someone had been picked up and slammed violently onto the ground.

It was hard to imagine what kind of battle had taken place here.

Ruo Yan's face was filled with alarm, and her body trembled slightly. It had to be said that the scene of Ju Jia going berserk earlier had truly terrified her.

But Ju Jia going berserk wasn't the main point. No matter how strong Ju Jia was, he was still just one person. The main point was Lu Ye and the numerous Immortal Yuan Guards.

Without Lu Ye and the Immortal Yuan Guards intervening, Ju Jia would have already died by now.

"Senior Sister Qing," Ruo Yan said, "Lu Ye isn't dead, and it seems he can command the Immortal Yuan Guards to fight."

Chu Qing frowned, glancing at her. She somewhat suspected her junior sister had been scared witless. Commanding Immortal Yuan Guards to fight seemed utterly unreliable no matter how she thought about it.

"It's true," Ruo Yan quickly explained, giving a brief account of what had just happened. She had gradually realized this because the Immortal Yuan Guards who appeared earlier were very strange. Just like last time, they only targeted the Myriad Demon Ridge cultivators, completely ignoring Lu Ye. And after Lu Ye retreated, the Immortal Yuan Guards surprisingly retreated with him.

Chu Qing also felt that things were not simple. Recalling their last ambush of Lu Ye, which was disrupted by the Immortal Yuan Guards, she thought that if Lu Ye could really command them, then all their doubts would be explained.

Last time, it wasn't the Immortal Yuan Guards intervening randomly, but an ambush set by Lu Ye. That's why those Immortal Yuan Guards only targeted the Wind-Flower Academy members during the battle.

But... did such a method truly exist? If so, wouldn't Lu Ye be able to command an army of Immortal Yuan Guards at will in this Immortal Yuan City?

No, that's not right. If he truly had this ability, he wouldn't have fled just now.

"Chase them quickly!" Chu Qing realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately made a decision.

Since Lu Ye fled, it meant that even if he could command the Immortal Yuan Guards to fight, he no longer had the strength to contend with their side. Ju Jia was also heavily injured. If they didn't pursue now, when would they?

They must seize this opportunity to deal with Lu Ye and Ju Jia. Only then could the Wind-Flower Academy free up its forces and team up with the Sun-Illuminating Mountain to besiege the people of the Divine Hidden Palace.

It had to be said that to hold the position of Deputy Garrison Envoy, Chu Qing certainly had some capabilities. Even if she didn't know exactly how Lu Ye commanded the Immortal Yuan Guards, she still deduced Lu Ye's current predicament.

The group hastily cleared the battlefield. Under the leadership of Chu Qing and Ruo Yan, they quickly pursued forward.

Midway, Chu Qing also sent out messages to gather the forces of the Wind-Flower Academy. Soon, cultivators scattered elsewhere began to gather at their location.

The traces of the enemy's escape were very obvious. Large bloody footprints on the ground were left by Ju Jia.

Following these footprints, they wouldn't have to worry about losing track of the enemy.

At this moment, Lu Ye had already run several streets away, and Ju Jia had also followed. The big fellow's condition wasn't good; his aura was somewhat weak, and his entire body was covered in wounds. Blood, both his own and the enemy's, stained him completely red.

No matter how powerful his physique was, he couldn't have emerged unscathed from such an encirclement.

Not just his injuries, Ju Jia was also enveloped by a sense of sadness. It seemed that Si Ma Yang's death had dealt him a considerable blow.

Lu Ye didn't know what kind of relationship Ju Jia had with Si Ma Yang, but he didn't have a good impression of that mustachioed spell cultivator, and they had no particular connection. So, if he died, he died.