488 The Plan (1/2)
The old headquarters of the Hundred Beast Factions.
”Master?! Are you going to deploy the mountain defense formation?”
Chen Xiaobei had brought Feng Qingyang along to the mountain – the old man was surprised when he was told to employ the spell in question.
To deploy the mountain defensive was pretty straightforward – it was nothing other than employing a huge protective magic circle that will cover the entire mountain range and prevent against interlopers.
Feng Qingyang was a man of knowledge, and there were many occasions that he could simply say ”been there, done that”. However, he had never heard of making such a large protection circle – he had never heard of such a spell in the multitude of ancient scrolls and tomes he had went through.
”That's right. In 10 days' time, I'll build my own faction right here!” Chen Xiaobei snorted proudly. ”When the time comes, I'll organize an auction. Many enemies would come for their revenge, or perhaps there would be some in attendants who would cause trouble. That's just one of the many reasons to have the protection circle.”
Feng Qingyang stared at Chen Xiaobei in awe. ”My apologies, but such a spell would require a huge amount of resource. Not even the Xuanjian Faction, China's most powerful martial arts faction, built such a protection circle.”
Chen Xiaobei kept calm. ”I have my own means to create the protection circle,” he scoffed. ”Even if I could not protect the entire Hundred Beast Mountain, I could still protect my own faction. Without my permission, no one could even stick a pinky toe in my territory!”
”Praise to the master! Nothing is impossible!” cried Feng Qingyang in wonder. However powerful the Xuanjian Faction was, they could never do the things his master, Chen Xiaobei, did! Like so many others, the old man saw Chen Xiaobei not as a human, but a deity.
An omnipotent god, to be exact!
If Chen Xiaobei decreed his fart smells like the flowers of May, Feng Qingyang would inhale it deeply without hesitation!
”I'm a little preoccupied at the moment. I require your help with the calculations of the Five Attributes, the Eight Doors, the Nine Hymns, the Thirty-Six Divine Nirvana, and the Seventy-Two Abyss Purgatory [1]. Once you're done with that, I need you to dig out a deep hole in these positions. You can do it, right?” Chen Xiaobei asked.
”Hmmm… I do apologize again, my master. This young disciple could predict the positions, but I'm afraid that in my current health, it would be difficult for me to complete the second task…” Feng Qingyang lowered his head reverently.
Feng Qingyang was skilled in both Spiritual and Martial arts, and possessed vast knowledge regarding Taoist magics. However, his cultivation was destroyed, which meant that it was hard for him to even do the simplest of daily chores.
”Worry not. I'm not demanding you to physical dig them.” Chen Xiaobei smiled and took out a Spirit Cage and the Great Priest Bean from his treasure chest.
”What in the… Is that the legendary spatial chest?!” Feng Qingyang almost gouged out his own eyes when he saw those objects materialize out of thin air.
”Huh, I guess so.” Chen Xiaobei nodded. The old man had been completely honest to him the moment he called himself his disciple – he should probably not hide anything form him.
”Ha!” Chen Xiaobei tossed the Great Priest Beans into the air. They glimmered as they streaked through the air, briefly forming a starry sky.
Within moments, strange winds blew from all directions and out came hundreds of Evil Spirits from the Spirit Cage, which gathered around and entered the special yellow-golden beans.
*Crack!*
*Crack!*
Metallic sounds rang, reminiscent of the sound effects when a Transformer shifts its form.
The little beans broke apart, expanded, and gradually solidified into humanoids one after the other. An army of soldiers wearing heavy metal armor came crawling out of the earth; they were loyal to no one else but Chen Xiaobei!
”Beans turning to soldiers?!” Feng Qingyang's voice gradually turned into awed whisper. ”Oh god… It's real. It's really happening… Praise the master! Master Chen the Almighty!”
”Enough,” Chen Xiaobei waved him off. ”Go do as you're ordered, and you will have what I own in the future.”
”This disciple hears and obey!” cried Feng Qingyang like a child, his eyes sparkling with genuine hopes of becoming someone like his master.
Once Feng Qingyang left and Chen Xiaobei was alone, the soldiers that had spawned out from the dirt came to him. He quickly pulled out his phone and opened his own brotherhood chat group to ask about the deployment of the protection circle.
Yanwang: Hmm… Truth be told, deploying a spell of such enormous scale would be difficult. Usually, it will require hundreds or even thousands of magical items to power the core of the protection circle, just like the protection circle that is in Hell, River Styx.
Chen Xiaobei: I don't need it to be that big; I just need it to be around five miles radius.
Xiao Tianquan: Since the radius of the circle isn't too big, you won't be needing any magical items since there aren't many strong entities on earth. You can use certain special materials instead!