Chapter 533: The Mobilization Order of Taiyi Immortal Sect

Three months passed quickly.

At Red Leaf Ridge, Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a meditation mat, a joyful expression on his face. In front of him floated a small blue umbrella. Its surface bore the image of a falling meteor, shimmering with ethereal light and radiating astonishing spiritual energy. It was a nascent magical artifact: the Flowing Moon Umbrella.

The Flowing Moon Umbrella was a water-attribute nascent magical artifact. If spiritual objects could be refined into it and earth-fiend restrictions inscribed, it would become a true magical artifact. Wang Changsheng, however, hadn't used any of the materials intended for crafting the Mountain Sea Pearl.

He put away the Flowing Moon Umbrella and walked towards the basement. Ye Lin was sitting amidst a pile of white papers, deducing array formations. The teleportation array in the basement suddenly lit up with a flash of white light, revealing Wang Changyue's figure. Her expression was somewhat tense.

"Brother," she said, "an enforcer from the Taiyi Immortal Sect has sent people over, saying they need to conscript a group of Foundation Establishment stage clan members."

Wang Changsheng frowned. The Taiyi Immortal Sect was actually calling up Foundation Establishment cultivators. Why weren't they calling up Core Formation cultivators instead? He dared not delay. He teleported back to Green Lotus Villa with Wang Changyue, where they met the Taiyi Immortal Sect's enforcer in the reception hall.

The Taiyi Immortal Sect's enforcer was named Song Delin, a Core Formation Stage Level Six cultivator, accompanied by Li Qingshan.

"Fellow Daoist Song, how has Fellow Daoist Xu Zihua been recently?"

Song Delin was a bit surprised and asked, "Does Fellow Daoist Wang know Senior Martial Brother Xu?"

Wang Changsheng smiled faintly and said, "My clan uncle, Wang Mingren, is a disciple of Fellow Daoist Xu. My niece, Su Bingbing, also joined the Taiyi Immortal Sect." He was subtly revealing his connections, hoping Song Delin would show more consideration for the Wang clan members.

Song Delin smiled in surprise and said, "I see. Fellow Daoist Wang, rest assured. Foundation Establishment cultivators are mainly for dealing with low-level demonic beasts and usually stay in their strongholds. I am here by Senior Martial Uncle Liu's order to conscript ten Foundation Establishment cultivators from your Wang clan."

The Wei Kingdom was located in the rear, so not many Core Formation cultivators had been conscripted. Some Core Formation cultivators were conscripted, but the Foundation Establishment cultivators were primarily for dealing with low-level demonic beasts. Fifteen Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivators led millions of demonic beasts in an attack on humanity, resulting in heavy human casualties. The most troublesome were the vast numbers of low-level demonic beasts. Dozens of them were nothing to worry about, but hundreds or thousands releasing spells simultaneously was something even Core Formation cultivators dared not directly withstand. The demonic race had planned this for a long time and killed two Nascent Soul cultivators, but their Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivators also paid a heavy price. Currently, Core Formation cultivators are the main fighting force. Core Formation stage half-demons were commanding low-level demonic beasts to attack humans, while human Core Formation cultivators led Foundation Establishment cultivators in counterattacks. The countries closest to the front lines were most affected. The Seven Great Immortal Sects had conscripted a large number of cultivators from these frontline countries to fight the demonic race.

The Wei Kingdom was to send two Core Formation cultivators and one hundred fifty Foundation Establishment cultivators. This was just the initial phase; if the war went unfavorably, more personnel would be conscripted. The Yellow Sacred Palace and the Spirit Control Sect each sent one Core Formation cultivator and ten Foundation Establishment cultivators. The remaining Foundation Establishment cultivators were conscripted from other forces. Wang Changsheng's cultivation was too low, so he was not yet required to be conscripted to the front lines.

"Why do you need as many as ten?" Wang Changsheng said with a frown. "Our Wang clan doesn't have that many Foundation Establishment cultivators in total. Why not send more Qi Condensation stage cultivators instead!"

"Other forces have also conscripted many Foundation Establishment cultivators," Song Delin said. "Resisting the demonic race is everyone's responsibility. If your clan members encounter any accidents, we will provide compensation. Furthermore, while fighting on the front lines, they will receive a monthly stipend. If they achieve great merits, they will receive even more rewards. Qi Condensation stage cultivators will be conscripted from other places."

Song Delin had made his position clear to this extent, so Wang Changsheng couldn't say much more. To put it plainly, the Taiyi Immortal Sect was hiring the Wang clan's Foundation Establishment cultivators to go to the front lines.

"Alright!" Wang Changsheng sighed. "I'll go conscript the clan members now!" He let out a light sigh and reluctantly agreed. Ten Foundation Establishment cultivators going to the front lines would likely be a one-way trip.

Wang Changsheng summoned Wang Qingshan and explained the situation to him. "Qingshan," he said, "you are the future hope of our clan. You must not go to this battle. I'll just send Eighteenth Brother and the others." To be honest, Wang Changsheng truly didn't want Wang Qingshan to go to the front lines.

Wang Qingshan was already at Foundation Establishment Level Six and possessed great strength. Wang Changhao had also cultivated to Foundation Establishment Level Six, but he had lost an arm, which somewhat affected his combat ability. At this difficult time for the clan, it was better to send Wang Changhao to preserve Wang Qingshan, this promising talent.

Wang Qingshan pondered for a moment, then said solemnly, "Ninth Uncle, please let me go! The clan simply cannot gather ten Foundation Establishment cultivators. I have a nascent magical artifact and my Natal Artifact. As long as I don't encounter a Level Three demonic beast, my chances of survival are quite high." He did this with both public duty and personal motivation in mind. During his trip to the South Sea, he advanced to Foundation Establishment Level Six. It had been over a decade since he returned, and his cultivation had not advanced further; this was a bottleneck. Xuantian-grade cultivation techniques did not require many cultivation resources but were prone to bottlenecks. Wang Ruyan was an example; she had been stuck at Foundation Establishment Level Six for over forty years. Wang Qingshan felt that this great battle was an excellent opportunity to break through his bottleneck. It was also time for him to contribute to the clan, as sending members at Foundation Establishment Level One or Two was no different from sending them to their deaths.

"No, you cannot go," Wang Changsheng insisted. "I'll just send Eighteenth Brother and the others."

Wang Qingshan repeatedly requested to go to battle, openly admitting that he wanted to break through his bottleneck. Only then did Wang Changsheng agree to let him go.

The ten Foundation Establishment cultivators were Mo Caiyun, Wang Changhao, Wang Qingshan, Wang Qingjun, Zhao Zheng, Wang Qingjing, Wang Qingling, Wang Qingxiao, Wang Qingtian, and Wang Qiuming. Among them, Wang Qiuming had only been at the Foundation Establishment stage for less than a year. Wang Changsheng had no other choice. Wang Ruyan was in secluded cultivation. Wang Qingkai was the clan leader. Wang Changhuan, Wang Changyue, Wang Qingzhi, Wang Qingyun, Wang Qingqi, Wang Qiuxin, Wang Qiuyan, and Wang Qiuling were technical specialists with limited combat experience. In a life-or-death battle, they wouldn't even be as capable as Wang Qiuming. Wang Qiuming had followed Wang Qingshan in hunting demonic beasts for many years and had rich combat experience. However, his cultivation was a bit low, only at Foundation Establishment Level One.

This time, Wang Changsheng could be said to have sent out more than half of the Wang clan's strength, including his daughter and grandson. During the righteous-demonic war, he had captured three Level Three talismans. Wang Changsheng gave two to Wang Qingshan and one to Wang Qingjing, instructing them to protect themselves well.

The ten Foundation Establishment cultivators each carried five Level Two talismans, four Level Two puppet beasts, three magical tools, four sets of Level Two array formations, two sets of Level Two array talismans, fifteen bottles of Level Two pills, and five thousand spirit stones. If not for the considerable wealth plundered during this recent war, they wouldn't have been able to carry so many items to the front lines.

Wang Changsheng's serene gaze swept over Wang Qingshan and the others, and he said in a deep voice, "Remember this: you must support each other. If ten of you go to the front, all ten must return together." He knew very well that a battle of this scale would surely claim lives. It could be his daughter or grandson, or anyone else.

Mo Caiyun and the others readily agreed and bade farewell to their loved ones. Song Delin summoned a flying boat and departed with the ten Wang clan Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Wang Qingkai and the others had solemn expressions. They were fully aware that these clan members heading to the front lines might very well never return.

"Everyone, cultivate diligently," Wang Changsheng instructed. "There might be more conscriptions. When that happens, it will be your turn to go to the battlefield."

"Yes, Ninth Uncle," they replied.

Wang Changsheng gave a few more instructions, then left. In the world of cultivation, strength is paramount. He planned to enter secluded cultivation for a period to raise his cultivation to Core Formation Level Three as quickly as possible.