Qinghua Sect, Hidden Dragon Cave Mansion.

Chen Sheng held a jade bottle in his hand, within it the "Clear Miasma Jade Dew Pill" glowed with a faint green light, as he introduced it to his two senior brothers:

"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, what do you think of this pill?"

Li Guishou and Li Yuan were both clad in military attire at the moment, with the Sect's Military Command Token at their waists.

For this Western Border expedition, both managed to lead a troop, each commanding dozens of Foundation Establishment Cultivators and over a thousand Late-stage Qi Refining Cultivators, serving as key front-line forces.

Likewise, other peaks' Perfect Foundation Establishment True Inheritors received similar duties.

After all, this time the military achievements directly affect the exchange rights for Core Formation Spiritual Objects, so they are all willing to give their all.

Chen Sheng previously recommended Zhao Jinhua and Huang Qingxu to Third Senior Brother Li Yuan, who is now under his command.

Li Guishou picked up a Clear Miasma Jade Dew Pill, swept his fingertip lightly across the pill's surface with spiritual power, closed his eyes and concentrated for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes with a surprised smile:

"Junior Brother, is this elixir pill specifically formulated for the miasma of the Western Border?"

In his early years, he had guarded the Western Border for three years and was thoroughly familiar with the miasma's properties there.

At this moment, he instantly discovered that this pill could precisely neutralize the yin poison in the "Heart Rotting Miasma," acting several times faster than ordinary antitoxic pills.

Chen Sheng laughed heartily:

"Second Senior Brother truly has eyes like a torch! This is the result of a concerted effort with Sixth Senior Brother..."

Beside him, Fang Lingxiao quickly waved his hand:

"Don't count me in."

"I merely dissected over seventy antidote pill formulas on the market, while the true improvements and balancing of medicinal properties were all thanks to Old Qi's efforts."

Li Guishou laughed heartily:

"Both junior brothers are truly geniuses in the Alchemy Dao!"

"I will immediately recommend this pill to the Foreign Affairs Hall of the sect. Even if they have other considerations, my troops will surely procure it fully."

Li Yuan also nodded in agreement:

"I will also speak to the Foreign Affairs Hall. With us two speaking as Vice Hall Masters of the Pill Hall, plus your identities as True Inheritors, this pill will certainly make it onto the war preparation list."

Chen Sheng and Fang Lingxiao were both overjoyed upon hearing this.

The recommendations of the two Vice Hall Masters of the Pill Hall carried great weight, and coupled with their own True Inheritor identities, the matter had no possibility of failure.

Once included in the war preparation list, it means endless orders, where sect purchases alone could fill their coffers to the brim.

After further small talk, Li Guishou and Li Yuan hurriedly left, citing the busyness of war preparations.

The supply of elixir pills for the frontline soldiers and the array setups required their personal attention and allowed no negligence.

After the two left, the Hidden Dragon Cave Mansion burst into Fang Lingxiao's uncontrollable laughter:

"We've made it! Old Qi, we've finally seized the opportunity this time!"

Chen Sheng's eyes also sparkled with excitement, immediately communicating to Wu Lingshuang:

"Quickly enlist idle Tier One High Grade Alchemists from the Alchemy Alliance, the more the better."

"Use the 'Forgetful Ban' to disseminate the pill formula of the Clear Miasma Jade Dew Pill, establishing workshops in Fenghua Immortal City for full-scale production. If there aren't enough medicinal materials, adjust from the merchant warehouse."

Fang Lingxiao was excited for quite some time before remembering to ask:

"How's your basic version of the antitoxic pill progressing?"

"Barely usable."

Chen Sheng took out another bottle of pills, the ones inside slightly lighter in color:

"It's just the cost hasn't been minimized yet. I'm considering whether 'Iron Wire Grass' could replace part of the Cyan Leaf Grass, still testing for any conflict in medicinal properties."

Fang Lingxiao waved his hand:

"No rush, take it slowly. Mass exploration by Low Level Qi Cultivators will have to wait until the Vanguard Camp clears a safe passage, so there's enough time to refine it."

...

Meanwhile, in the boundless miasma of the Western Border, the world was enveloped in a gray haze.

In a certain miasma-covered valley, a glaring red light suddenly erupted.

Within the red light, the Rhino Horn Demon King, standing three zhang tall, roared repeatedly, its arms as thick as water barrels pounding on its chest, producing a muffled thud:

"Human cultivators, daring to ambush this king, seeking death!"

The Demon King's body was covered with cyan-black scales, and the rhino horn on its head sparkled with a ghostly light, precisely the famed Tier Three Demon King of the Western Border, "Green Horn King."

Outside the red light, Chen Jiang held a blood-colored array banner, snorted coolly with a calm face.

As his wrist flipped, the runes on the array banner lit up, and all around an invisible array barrier appeared, enveloping the entire valley tightly.

The barrier flowed with mysterious runes, it was the sect's treasured Tier Three Array, the "Dragon Locking Formation."

Seeing this scene, Green Horn King's eyes immediately turned stern—how could it not realize it had fallen into a prearranged trap?

Its eyes turned blood red instantly, the rhino horn on its head burst forth with dazzling golden light, its figure expanded to five zhang high, with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, it charged at the barrier.

"This road is blocked!"

A low shout came from the shadow of the light screen, and a Golden Cauldron turned into a stream of light rising into the sky, firmly blocking the Green Horn King.

The surface of the Golden Cauldron was engraved with flame runes, emitting a scorching aura. It was Dragon Void Daoist's lifebound magical treasure, the "Heaven-Burning Cauldron."

Immediately, a scarlet Flood Dragon phantom appeared from the other side. With a swing of its dragon claw, it unleashed a blood-colored gale, forcing the Green Horn King to pause its assault.

Dragon Void Daoist was concealed at the node of the array, forming a tripod stance with Elder Lin and Master Fake Pill Li.

The Green Horn King grew increasingly furious; it tried to attack in several directions, but was forced back by hidden magical treasures.

Only now did it realize, this array had blocked all three positions of the Triad Formation, with at least one Tier Three Cultivator guarding each direction.

The Green Horn King roared, spitting out a cyan-green halo:

"Do you think you can trap this king like this?"

The halo transformed into countless poisonous needles in the air, shooting in all directions with a pungent stench, even eroding the miasma with sizzling sounds wherever it passed.

Chen Jiang sneered:

"Then give it a try."

He suddenly bit his tongue, spraying a mouthful of essence blood onto the array banner. As he activated a spell, his aura surged dramatically, and his originally pale complexion turned an abnormal flush. He had actually used the forbidden technique, "Blood Burning Technique."

"Go!"

Chen Jiang raised his hands, and a pitch-black Heaven-Flipping Seal flew out from his sleeve, rapidly expanding in the air to the size of a small mountain, crashing down toward the Green Horn King with overwhelming force.

This Heaven-Flipping Seal was a Tier Three Magical Treasure refined by him for nearly three hundred years, closely linked to his heart spirit. Now empowered with a forbidden technique, its power increased severalfold.

Seeing this, the Green Horn King didn't dare to slack off, gathering all its demon power onto its Rhino Horn to clash with the Heaven-Flipping Seal.

"Bang!"

A deafening explosion echoed in the valley, shaking the surrounding miasma somewhat.

The Green Horn King was pushed back repeatedly, a crack even appearing on its Rhino Horn, while the Heaven-Flipping Seal was repelled, trembling slightly in the air.

After exchanging more than ten rounds, the Green Horn King grew increasingly desperate.

It found the human cultivator in front of it was simply a madman, fighting with life-risking moves, ignoring his injuries altogether.

Its desperate counterattacks seemed like laughable struggles in the eyes of its opponent.

"Daring to split your attention while battling me?"

Chen Jiang seized the moment when the Green Horn King was distracted, his eyes flashing with a fierce gleam.

With a flick of his finger, an invisible shuttle as thin as a hair shot out, silently piercing through the scale gap in the Green Horn King's abdomen—his trump card, the "Tier Three Cyan Light Shuttle," hidden in his sleeve.

"Aaah!"

The Green Horn King let out a miserable cry, blood gushing from its abdomen.

The three—Dragon Void Daoist, Elder Lin, and Elder Li—seized the opportunity to activate the array banners simultaneously.

Countless rune chains shot out from the light screen, wrapping around the Green Horn King's limbs like venomous snakes, firmly restraining its final burst of power.

Chen Jiang's eyes were sharp as he controlled the Heaven-Flipping Seal to descend once more.

This time, the Green Horn King was powerless to resist, its head smashed to pieces amid a thunderous crash.

Chen Jiang's face was as pale as paper as he forced himself to collect the Green Horn King's Tier Three Demon Pill, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Only then did Dragon Void Daoist, Elder Lin, and Elder Li reveal themselves from the shadows of the array.

Elder Lin laughed heartily:

"Fellow Daoist Chen's magical combat skills are still so sharp!"

Chen Jiang chuckled lightly:

"The credit also goes to the three of you for guarding the array."

"Let's go to the next place."

Seeing the black blood at the corner of Chen Jiang's mouth, Dragon Void Daoist frowned:

"Wouldn't Fellow Daoist prefer to rest for a while?"

Chen Jiang shook his head, his voice slightly hoarse:

"I have already used a forbidden technique, my lifespan is short, so let's keep the momentum, let this old body of mine be stained with blood for the sect at the Western Border."

The others fell into silence hearing this!

They knew Chen Jiang had long since embraced death.

For this cultivator with a nearing end, dying for the sect on the battlefield of the Western Border had far more meaning than quietly perishing in his cave.

Their silhouettes soon faded into the hazy world, flying toward the next demon king's lair.

The miasma enveloped again, quietly covering the traces of battle.

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