"Roar～～"
A massive roar that shook the mountains and forests erupted from the Copper Bell Spiritual Artifact of Qin Ming!
The sound was deafening! And it continued roaring relentlessly.
Just hearing this momentum was truly terrifying!
With Qin Ming at the center, countless sound waves like tidal waves swept away the clouds, spreading outward layer by layer.
Completely drowning out the shrill cries of the Mad Howling Monkeys!
The bizarre sound waves emitted by the monkey herd were instantly dispelled.
The nearby Spirit Farmers’ eyes gradually lost their red hue, their minds slowly regaining clarity.
The low-tier Mad Howling Monkeys were frightened and scattered everywhere.
The few monkeys trying to attack the array where Qin Ming and his companion were, were closest to the Copper Bell Spiritual Artifact’s attack range.
Shocked by the massive sound waves, their fur stood on end, showing a look of absolute terror, trembling in fear.
But the Tier One Mid-Stage Mad Howling Monkey, after a brief moment of confusion, hesitated for a few breaths before returning to its ferocious state.
It seemed not much affected.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak–––"
It shrieked skyward again, trying to reorganize the monkey herd to attack anew!
It had obviously discerned some flaws in the Beast Exorcism Technique; it was thunderous with little rain, causing them no substantial harm.
All show and no substance.
...
"Oh my goodness, is this indeed the Beast Exorcism Technique? It’s more like the Lion’s Roar Technique!"
"And it’s the amplified version with a speaker."
Qin Ming himself was startled.
By casting the Beast Exorcism Technique once, a fifth of his mana was instantly depleted.
However, after witnessing the Beast Exorcism Technique affect the monkey demon beasts, he felt somewhat reassured.
"Fellow Daoist Qin actually knows the Beast Exorcism Technique!"
Behind him, Master Su was greatly surprised, repeatedly reassessing Qin Ming.
He didn’t know how to judge the person in front of him.
"It works inconsistently, Master Su, forgive me."
"Fellow Daoist Qin, beware! Those Mad Howling Monkeys are coming again!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Ming immediately gathered his spirits, quickly circulated his mana, and unleashed another Beast Exorcism Technique!
...
Half a cup of tea later.
Finally.
A huge Dharma Ship passed through escape light in the sky, arriving instantly above their Spirit Field.
Qin Ming took a closer look; it was Steward Gue of the Spirit Feather Sect, bringing reinforcements with the outer disciples.
"Still timely enough."
He let out a long sigh of relief.
Just moments ago, he had used up all five entries for the ’Beast Exorcism Technique.’
At this moment, Qin Ming’s face was pale, with an emptiness in his dantian.
If not for his Longevity Dharma Power being twice as much as ordinary cultivators.
If Steward Gue and the others had been a bit later, he’d truly be at the end of his rope.
He was considering using the ’Weak Dharma Power’ entry to sustain his life.
This demon beast’s sneak attack was so swift, barely lasting half a moment.
Coupled with the bizarre sound wave attack, everyone was unprepared.
"Humph!"
"Days ago, couldn’t find you abominations anywhere, yet hiding right under my nose!"
Steward Gue was clearly furious to the point of bursting.
This time, the loss to the Spirit Field wasn’t small; as the primary Chief Officer in charge of Spirit Rice tax revenue, he was sure to face punishment from the sect.
Steward Gue flicked his fingers, and a scarlet flying sword shot out from his hand!
A rainbow light flashed, tracing an arc through the sky.
Ching!
The flying sword instantly pierced through the leader of the Tier One Mid-Stage Mad Howling Monkey.
The air was quiet.
A streak of blood appeared from the monkey’s head to its tail, cleaving it in two with a single sword!
The monkey corpse collapsed helplessly.
"Qi Cultivation Perfection, terrifying indeed!"
Qin Ming stared dumbfounded at Steward Gue’s thunderous means, gaping.
The arrival of the Spirit Feather Sect’s people signaled the end of this incident.
Steward Gue, with the sect disciples, swiftly eradicated all the Mad Howling Monkeys.
Not a single monkey managed to escape.
In the short term, there should be no more demon beast disturbances near the Spirit Field.
"Who just used the Beast Exorcism Technique?"
After clearing the scene, Steward Gue boarded the Dharma Ship and asked the group before leaving.
Qin Ming heard this and stood in silence.
In the Cultivation Realm, he dared not reveal too many extraordinary qualities.
Qin Ming had never been outdone in caution, but unless necessary, he only pretended to control what he could, not taking even the slightest risk.
"It was Fellow Daoist Qin; we owe him a great deal this time."
Master Su stepped forward and surprisingly spoke on his behalf.
"Oh, Master Su is here too?"
"A moment ago, in the heat of the moment, I failed to notice." Steward Gue squeezed out a rare smile on his stern face.
"Is he the Spirit Farmer who grew the Beast Fang Rice? Record this merit; this quarter’s Spirit Rice tax is reduced by ten percent."
Steward Gue squinted, sizing up Qin Ming, unable to see anything special about him.
Then he coldly instructed Du Haifu beside him.
Du Haifu looked as if he had eaten something unpleasant and quickly replied, "Yes, yes, yes, it will be done."
Reducing by ten percent naturally reduced his share...
"Master Su, the matter we discussed earlier remains valid. If you reconsider, feel free to visit me at the Spirit Feather Sect base." Steward Gue earnestly said to Master Su.
"I’m used to a leisurely life and really dislike being constrained. Let me think about it..."
"Very well, I have urgent matters to attend to, so I must take my leave."
After saying this, Steward Gue left with his disciples to report back.
Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked around at the hillside ravaged by the monkey horde, where only his Spirit Field and a few others were spared.
Three or four Spirit Fields had lost more than half of their produce.
Over a dozen Spirit Farmers on the mountain died, all succumbed to the sound wave incantations of the Mad Howling Monkeys, dying in mutual calamity.
Besides Qin Ming and Master Su, the remaining survivors were all somewhat injured.
Looking at the corpses lying in the Spirit Field, Qin Ming felt a surge of indescribable emotion.
"Alas..."
These low-level Spirit Farmers merely toil laboriously in farming to survive.
But in the end, they cannot withstand a sudden unexpected event.
’If Master Su hadn’t recognized those Demon Beasts, I would likely have met the same fate as the other Spirit Farmers today.’
’Oh right, I wonder how Cai the Ninth is doing?’
Qin Ming suddenly remembered.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, we owe a great deal to you this time."
"If you hadn’t used the Beast Exorcism Technique to break the sound wave attack of the monkey horde, if those Demon Beasts had attacked together, it would have been hard for us to remain unscathed today."
Master Su approached and kindly offered a bottle of Qi Recovery Pills to Qin Ming.
Qin Ming was taken aback.
After hesitating for a moment, he accepted the pills without declining.
He opened the jade bottle, finding five Qi Recovery Pills inside.
Immediately, he took one and sat down on the spot to restore his mana through meditation.
Moments later, some color returned to Qin Ming’s pale face, feeling a bit better.
"Master Su, please go and collect the Red Spirit Dew in the Spirit Field while I go check on Cai the Ninth."
Qin Ming stood up and informed Master Su.
He then hurried towards Cai the Ninth’s Spirit Field.
To his surprise,
along the mountain path, halfway there, he came face to face with Cai the Ninth.
At this moment, Cai appeared disheveled, his body also injured, looking quite the mess, limping with a stick he picked up along the way.
Cai the Ninth looked up and saw Qin Ming, who seemed perfectly fine, and was instantly dismayed.
"No way? How come nothing happened to you?"
Cai the Ninth was originally worried about Qin Ming’s safety, but now he couldn’t accept it.
"Cai the Ninth, how are you? Not badly hurt, I hope?"
"Alas, who knows where these mad monkeys came from."
"It’s good that you’re okay."
Seeing that Cai’s injuries were only superficial, Qin Ming felt reassured.
"What do you mean okay?"
"You wouldn’t believe it, some bastard, influenced by the monkeys’ incantations, actually poked my ass with a Spiritual Hoe!"
"Damn it! They better hope I don’t find out who it was!"
"..."
Cai the Ninth, clutching his waist with one hand and holding onto a nearby tree with the other, indignantly asked, "You still haven’t answered me! How come nothing happened to you?"
"Are those monkeys your relatives or something, sparing you?"
Qin Ming replied speechlessly, "It was sheer luck; I just happened to run into Master Su."
"Without him, you would probably be burning paper offerings for me right now, alas..."