Chapter 109: Dear, Your Beast Tide Has Almost Arrived

An Lin and his team were almost back at Ding’an City.

They could already see the pitch-black city walls which appeared grand and majestic.

Above the city walls, countless people swarmed about, clearly preparing for the battle that lay ahead.

“We’re almost there, let’s push harder!” An Lin shouted in encouragement.

Right at this moment, an angry cry came from the skies.

“Student An Lin, I’ll lend you a hand!”

An Lin looked up and saw Lu Zhan and a dozen or so students standing on a saucepan lid.

No, hang on. It was a gigantic magic tool which looked like a saucepan lid.

Hearing this cry, a feeling of unease gripped at An Lin’s heart. “Stop! The monkey is a friend, don’t—”

“Ugly Demon Monkey, where do you think you’re going!” Lu Zhan roared, and a ball of lightning burst from his hand.

Boom!

The ball of lightning exploded!

Xiao Chou—who was running at the front—was taken by surprise, and he was knocked to the ground by the strike.

“Attack…” An Lin’s lips quivered.

Before he could even finish his sentence, Xiao Chou had already been struck and knocked off his feet.

Lu Zhan was slightly dazed. Only now did he comprehend An Lin’s shout of warning.

The ugly monkey is a friend?

I guess that also makes sense… Student An Lin was strange to begin with, it’s not that odd for him to bring an ugly monkey along…

He immediately maneuvered the saucepan lid over to the monkey king. “I’m so sorry,” he apologized, “I thought it was an emergency and acted too rashly. It was all a misunderstanding. My bad.”

Xiao Chou picked himself up from the floor, and tears glistened in his bright, lightbulb-like eyes.

What the f*ck? Another misunderstanding?!

What’s with this world? Is it a crime to be ugly?!

The stampede of beasts was almost upon them. An Lin and his team accepted the invitation to ride atop Lu Zhan’s saucepan lid.

As for the soldiers following behind them, they decided to take a ninety-degree turn and temporarily avoid the beast tide.

There were already over ten students on the flying magic tool.

Although it didn’t fly really fast, it had the advantage of being able to carry many people.

If everyone squished together, this saucepan lid of ten feet in radius could easily fit over ten people.

If it wasn’t for the fact that this magic tool consumed exorbitant amounts of spirit stones when carrying people, during the marathon a few days back, Lu Zhan definitely would’ve taken it out to carry a few more students.

On the saucepan lid, Student Chen Zixi stood at the very back.

She held a purple flower in her hand, and its pollen drifted with the wind, floating back toward the army of beasts which was pursuing them relentlessly.

Lu Zhan turned toward An Lin and explained, “This flower is called the Yearning Flower and it’s a third-rank spirit flower. Its pollen is extremely enticing to mutant beasts, meaning that one can easily cause beast tides with it! The essence of this Yearning Flower lies within its pollen. In order to help our class reach the target, Chen Zixi has really given it her all.”

Hearing this, a charming smile spread across Chen Zixi’s face. She didn’t say anything and continued spreading the pollen of the Yearning Flower.

“However, I was the one who came up with the idea of creating a beast tide!” Lu Zhan bragged proudly.

An Lin grimaced. “Student Lu is so amazing!” he chimed.

Lu Zhan felt pretty good about being complimented by the legendary An Lin. Then, he continued to brag about how he came up with such an inspiring idea, as well as how he got Xu Xiaolan and Xuanyuan Cheng to cooperate with him…

An Lin glanced at the massive beast tide behind him. There appeared to be more than two thousand mutant beasts already…

That imposing might they possessed, those clouds of dust which billowed up around them… All of this emphasized just how terrifying this beast tide was.

He really wanted to ask, “Can our class really deal with this beast tide?”

…

Watching the surging beast tide from the city walls, both Sword Immortal Ling Xiao and Zheng Qianqiu sighed in exasperation.

“I can’t believe my students did something so preposterous. Sorry for the inconvenience, City Lord.” There was an apologetic look on Sword Immortal Ling Xiao’s face.

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Zheng Qianqiu shook his head. “This isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Ding’an City regularly faces beast tides anyway. This time it’s merely arrived earlier.

“Sometimes, going with the flow is better than trying to hold it back. There’s nothing bad about cleaning them out earlier.

“No less, we have the help of your elite students this time. This can minimize our casualties and also allow us to harvest the corpses of thousands of mutant beasts. All in all, this is more beneficial than it is detrimental.”

Zheng Qianqiu’s reasoning was quite sound. As a result, Sword Immortal Ling Xiao could only keep his frustration pent up in his mind.

In truth, he was still quite angry. He was angry that his students didn’t notify him before wreaking such havoc.

He had received quite a fright when Xu Xiaolan told him of the news.

Luckily though, the reports suggested that there weren’t any terrifying Soul Beasts. Otherwise, that saucepan lid of students would definitely have been swatted to death…

The saucepan lid landed on the city walls and An Lin and the others all leaped off.

Lu Zhan was in high spirits as he walked up to Sword Immortal Ling Xiao. “Homeroom teacher, I’ve already lured the beast tide to Ding’an City, please have a look!”

Bam!

Lu Zhan was struck to the ground by Sword Immortal Ling Xiao, and a large bump formed on his head.

“Have a look my ass! You’re f*cking seeking death, you know that?!”

Sword Immortal Ling Xiao, who was pent up in frustration and anger, finally found the chief culprit. If not now, when else would he vent his anger?

Lu Zhan rubbed his head as he stood up from the ground, an aggrieved look on his face. Then, he was showered with Sword Immortal Ling Xiao’s criticisms.

Anyhow, his main point was that although luring beast tides was efficient, it was incredibly risky and dangerous to the students. Lu Zhan nodded emphatically and promised that it would never happen again.

Off to the side, however, Chen Zixi still stood near the city wall, continuously using wind immortal spells and diligently blowing at the Yearning Flower’s pollen…

Rumble…

The beast tide crept closer and closer.

“Prepare the Beast Slaying Spell Formation!”

Instantly, vital energy swarmed around the thousands of soldiers currently on the city walls. They roared after the City Lord and their sound reverberated throughout the heavens.

Their ranks weren’t high, with most only having a rank of the Fourth or Fifth Stage Dao Body.

However, this was a spell formation which could combine their energy together.

A gigantic white spell formation started to materialize, enshrouding the entire city wall.

“Archers!”

Thousands of soldiers loaded and drew their bows.

The power of the spell formation was cast upon the arrows, causing a white glow to radiate from them as they took on the might of the spell formation.

This was the first time that An Lin had witnessed how an army of cultivators did battle, and he couldn’t help but feel intrigued.

“Fire!”

Whoosh…

Thousands of arrows sliced through the air. With their white glow, it appeared as if a white snowstorm was pouring down toward the beast army thousands of meters away.

The arrows were a streak of white as they pierced through the mutant beasts.

Instantly, the wretched cries of mutant beasts echoed through the air. Hundreds of mutant beasts were injured, and dozens collapsed, trampled into meat paste by those behind them.

“Load!”

Faced with this vast and mighty beast tide, the soldiers once again drew their bows.

It took time for the spell formation to cast its power upon the arrows, so at most, the soldiers only had one shot left.

“Fire!”

Once again, thousands of arrows flew into the air. Due to the shorter distance, thousands of mutant beasts were injured this time, and hundreds crashed to the ground!

“Close combat spearmen and spellcasters, prepare!”

Zheng Qianqiu’s roar resonated around the city walls, and the soldiers all swapped their weapons.

Right now, the beast tide was already less than a hundred meters away from the city walls, and the ground started tremoring violently!

“It’s time for us to join in,” Sword Immortal Ling Xiao announced.

Next to him, powerful auras erupted from his hundred or so students.