Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

Chapter 132 The Gathering of Allies.

The situation in the cultivation world is like a volcano about to erupt, oppressive and tense, as if every breath of air is filled with a heavy atmosphere, like a bowstring stretched to its limit, which could snap at any moment with the slightest external force, triggering a world-shaking disaster.

Jun Luochuan stood alone atop a towering mountain, the howling wind whipping at his hair and billowing his robes. His upright figure resembled a pine tree standing proudly on a cliff, resilient and unyielding. His gaze was firm and sharp, like two bolts of lightning piercing through the thick fog, fixed on the distance, attempting to find a glimmer of hope in this chaotic situation.

"Gathering allies this time is like searching for a dazzling pearl in a thicket of thorns. We must be extremely careful and not let those treacherous wolves infiltrate us, or the consequences will be unimaginable." Jun Luochuan pondered to himself, his heavy thoughts weighing on his heart like a heavy lead weight.

At that moment, Su Yao, like a joyful little deer, skipped and hopped towards Jun Luochuan. Her agile figure stood out starkly in the heavy, inky atmosphere, like a bright spark in the darkness, instantly igniting the oppressive space.

"Jun Luochuan, have you figured out how to gather allies?" Su Yao blinked her large, clear eyes, as clear as autumn water, and asked with a curious expression. The light in her eyes was like the bright stars in the night sky, full of expectation and longing.

Jun Luochuan frowned slightly, his brows like two tightly twisted ropes. "This matter is no child's play. It requires careful consideration, like playing chess. Every move must be carefully thought out. We must not be hasty, or we will lose the whole game."

Su Yao pouted, her pink lips curving upwards like a delicate flower bud. "Hmph, you're always so cautious, walking on thin ice. We need to speed things up; time waits for no one!"

Jun Luochuan sighed softly, the sigh like the chilly wind of late autumn, "Su Yao, when will your impetuous nature become as calm as a still lake? Gathering allies is not child's play. The intricacies and risks involved are beyond your easy imagination."

Having said that, Jun Luochuan began to concentrate intently on formulating a plan. His pen danced across the pristine white paper like a nimble dragon, and soon he had compiled a list of potential allies. These names included either his former comrades-in-arms who had fought side-by-side through countless battles, or renowned and respected figures of justice in the cultivation world; each name carried hope and strength.

"The first one is Li Qingfeng, the leader of the Qingyun Sect. He is an upright man, like a straight bamboo, unyielding and unbreakable. His cultivation is also unfathomable, like the vast starry sky, difficult to fathom. If we can get his strong support, our chances of winning this difficult battle will be like having a pair of strong wings, allowing us to fly higher and farther." Jun Luochuan pointed to the first name on the list and said solemnly.

Su Yao hurriedly leaned over to take a look, her eager expression like that of a little gluttonous cat seeing delicious food. "Then let's hurry up and go find him!"

Jun Luochuan shook his head helplessly, his movements like a willow branch swaying in the wind. "We must not act rashly, like headless flies running around aimlessly. We should first send someone to carefully inquire about the attitude of the Qingyun Sect and find out their thoughts before we can act with a clear purpose."

Therefore, Jun Luochuan sent a clever and quick-witted disciple to Qingyun Sect.

A few days later, the disciple returned hastily, bringing with him less than optimistic news. It turned out that the Qingyun Sect was embroiled in a heated debate about whether to participate in the matter, opinions divided like a pot of boiling water. Although Sect Leader Li Qingfeng was willing to help and possessed a strong sense of justice, he faced immense pressure from various factions within the sect, feeling as if he were tightly bound by countless ropes, unable to fully utilize his abilities.

"What should we do?" Su Yao stamped her feet anxiously, her small feet stomping on the ground like a series of drumbeats. "Are we just going to give up like this?"

Jun Luochuan remained calm and composed, like a steady mountain. "Don't worry, don't worry, there's always a way out. We'll think of another way."

Next, they turned their expectant gazes to Hua Linglong, the Valley Master of Hundred Flowers Valley. Hua Linglong was renowned throughout the cultivation world for her unparalleled medical skills; her healing techniques were like magical spells, capable of bringing the dead back to life. Moreover, she was kind-hearted, like warm sunshine, cultivating many good relationships and enjoying extremely high prestige in the cultivation world.

Jun Luochuan and Su Yao personally visited the Hundred Flowers Valley, which was like a fairyland.

As they stepped into the Valley of a Hundred Flowers, they were greeted by a breathtaking display of vibrant, multicolored blossoms, a magnificent scroll slowly unfolding before their eyes. The air was filled with the fragrance of the flowers, a delicate veil enveloping them and creating an intoxicating atmosphere, as if they were in a fairyland.

Upon hearing their purpose, Hua Linglong smiled slightly, a smile as beautiful and moving as a flower blooming in spring. "Young Master Jun, Miss Su, this matter is of great importance, like a huge boulder weighing on my heart. Please allow me to consider it carefully for a few days before I can give you an answer."

Emerging from Hundred Flowers Valley, Su Yao's face was filled with disappointment, her expression like a withered flower, devoid of its former radiance. "Why are they all so hesitant? Don't they see the impending crisis facing the cultivation world?"

Jun Luochuan comforted him, "This is understandable. After all, the risks involved are like an abyss. If we are not careful, we will be doomed."

In the long process of searching for allies, they were like travelers groping forward in the dark, encountering all sorts of insurmountable difficulties and obstacles. Some sects were afraid of offending other powerful forces, like fearing a ferocious tiger, and dared not easily express their opinions; others expressed doubts about Jun Luochuan's strength, and those doubtful gazes were like sharp thorns, piercing Jun Luochuan's heart.

But Jun Luochuan was not discouraged. His belief burned brighter and brighter like a flame. He firmly believed that in this vast world of cultivation, he would eventually find like-minded allies who were willing to fight alongside him.

Finally, after overcoming countless hardships, they learned of a legendary reclusive master—Master Xuanfeng. It is said that Master Xuanfeng is of advanced age and profound virtue, like an ancient mountain peak, enduring the test of time yet still standing firm. He has long since withdrawn from worldly affairs, living a free and unfettered life like a hermit, but he cherishes justice, and the flame of righteousness within him has never been extinguished. If they could persuade him to come out of seclusion, his call would surely be met with overwhelming support, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples across the water.

Jun Luochuan and Su Yao, undeterred by hardship and danger, finally found the hermitage of Master Xuanfeng.

It was a secluded and tranquil valley, shrouded in mist, dreamlike and ethereal, like a paradise on earth. Amidst the green hills and clear waters, birdsong and fragrant flowers filled the air, making one feel as if they were in a fairyland.

When Master Xuanfeng saw them, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was as fleeting as a shooting star streaking across the night sky.

"Young friends, what brings you here? How did you manage to find such a remote place?" Master Xuanfeng's voice was like a resounding bell, shaking people's hearts and souls, as if it could penetrate their very being.

Jun Luochuan bowed respectfully, his gesture filled with reverence, like a devout believer facing a sacred statue. "Daoist Master," he said, "the cultivation world is facing an unprecedented crisis, like a lone boat in a storm, teetering on the brink of capsizing. I humbly request that you come out of seclusion and lend us a helping hand to save this world."

Master Xuanfeng remained silent for a moment, a brief silence that seemed to freeze time, creating an atmosphere of intense tension. "I have already heard about this matter, but..."

Su Yao hurriedly said, her urgent tone like a burst dam, "Daoist Master, please have mercy and help us! The cultivation world cannot fall into darkness like this!"

Looking into their sincere and determined eyes, Master Xuanfeng seemed to see his younger self. His heart stirred, and he finally nodded. "Very well, since fate has arranged it this way, I will go with you and fight against this evil force."

With the addition of Master Xuanfeng, the situation began to change, like spring water breaking through the ice. Some sects and experts who were originally hesitant and fickle were attracted by Master Xuanfeng's reputation and expressed their willingness to help.

In this process, Jun Luochuan fully demonstrated his wisdom and strategy. Like a skilled chess player, he skillfully maneuvered among various forces, using his silver tongue to dispel their concerns and attract more and more people to join their camp like birds returning to their nests.

Su Yao also brought out her unique charm and strengths. Her radiant smile, like a warm spring breeze, soothed everyone's hearts; her lively and playful personality, like cheerful musical notes, greatly relieved the tense and oppressive atmosphere. It was precisely because of her presence that everyone's belief in uniting as one to fight against the powerful enemy was strengthened.

As the number of allies continued to increase, an incredibly powerful alliance gradually formed, resembling an impregnable fortress.

However, at this very moment, shocking news arrived. It turned out that a mysterious and evil force was secretly plotting against them, like a ghost in the darkness, attempting to destroy their newly established alliance, incite internal conflicts and disputes, and cause this nascent alliance to disintegrate from within.

Upon learning of this, Jun Luochuan's face darkened like the sky before a storm, terrifying beyond measure. "Hmph, how dare they resort to such underhanded tricks behind my back! I will make them pay a heavy price and show them my power!"

Su Yao clenched her fists, her small fists feeling as hard as stones. "They're too wicked! We absolutely can't let them get away with this! We must make them taste our wrath!"

Jun Luochuan began to investigate the origins of this mysterious force with all his might. By peeling back the layers, he discovered that they had intricate and complex connections with the previous jealous villains, like an invisible net tightly binding them together.

"It seems they are unwilling to accept defeat and want to make a final, desperate struggle." A cold glint flashed in Jun Luochuan's eyes, a glint as sharp as an icy sword, sending chills down one's spine.

In response to this sudden crisis, Jun Luochuan acted decisively, summoning all his allies to discuss countermeasures.

At the meeting, everyone expressed their opinions freely, and the atmosphere was as lively as a burning bonfire.

"We must strengthen our defenses, like building a high city wall, so that the enemy has no chance to take advantage of us."

"Why not take the initiative and catch them off guard, defeating them before they even have a chance to react?"

Jun Luochuan listened quietly to everyone's discussion, already having a well-thought-out plan in mind.

"Gentlemen, we must be prepared for a tight defense, but we must also take the initiative when the time is right. But before that, we must first stabilize our internal situation, just as we stabilize our foundation, so that we cannot allow the enemy's conspiracy to succeed and throw us into disarray," Jun Luochuan said. His firm voice was full of power, which greatly boosted everyone's confidence.

Everyone nodded in agreement, their synchronized movements like the wind blowing through a wheat field, creating neat waves.

In the days that followed, Jun Luochuan and Su Yao worked together with their allies. They strengthened the unity and management within the alliance, like forging a sharp sword, making it even more resilient. At the same time, they formulated a detailed and comprehensive battle plan, with every detail carefully considered and refined.

They patiently waited for their opportunity, like cheetahs lurking in the grass, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

During this long and tense process, the feelings between Jun Luochuan and Su Yao also gradually deepened. They supported and relied on each other, like two trees growing side by side, working together for the peace of the cultivation world and fighting for the justice in their hearts.

Finally, the opportunity, like a ripe fruit, quietly ripened. Jun Luochuan gave the order, his voice like a thunderclap, resounding through the heavens. The allied army marched mightily towards the enemy's lair, its momentum like a surging torrent, unstoppable.

Along the way, banners fluttered and rustled, as if proclaiming their determination and courage to the world. Their morale was high, and their impassioned shouts were like rolling spring thunder, shaking heaven and earth.

Jun Luochuan rode a magnificent, snow-white steed, his bearing heroic and dashing, like a war god descending to earth. Su Yao followed closely beside him, her gaze resolute and unwavering. Their eyes were filled with determination and resolve, like burning flames capable of incinerating all evil.

When they reached the enemy's lair, a thrilling and fierce battle erupted instantly.

The magical lights crisscrossed and intertwined, like colorful fireworks blooming in the night sky; the shouts of battle resounded through the heavens, as if they would shatter the very firmament.

Jun Luochuan led the charge, rushing into the enemy ranks without hesitation, as if entering an empty field. His figure weaved through the light and shadow, each attack carrying the force of thunder, striking fear into the hearts of his enemies.

Su Yao was not to be outdone, unleashing a variety of magical and powerful spells that shone brightly, providing solid support for Jun Luochuan.

Through the united and courageous efforts of their allies, the enemy suffered a series of defeats, retreating like stray dogs in utter disarray. Ultimately, the enemy was completely defeated and annihilated.

This glorious victory brought long-awaited peace and tranquility to the cultivation world. Sunshine once again shone brightly on the earth, warming the hearts of everyone.

Jun Luochuan and Su Yao stood on the smoke-filled battlefield, looking at the cheering and excited crowd, and smiled at each other. Their smiles were like flowers blooming in spring, beautiful and moving, full of happiness and contentment.

End of this chapter