#738 - Chapter 738 A Small Fishing Rod Falls from the Sky

The woman was clad in silver helmet and armor, her delicate eyebrows lightly drawn. Her skin was as white as jade, her beauty almost otherworldly, yet a layer of frost and gloom covered her heroic face.

She sat astride a silver warhorse, her expression solemn as she surveyed the battlefield ahead. Her lips were dry, making her voice somewhat hoarse.

“Lin Yaoyao, why have you come? Where are Lord Ye Ling and the others?”

Initially, a thin mist obscured the woman's face, preventing Xuan from seeing clearly who it was.

Now that she was closer, Xuan recognized Lin Yaoyao.

“Lord Ling had urgent matters and left ahead of us. I came first; the others will arrive soon!”

Lin Yaoyao seemed to grasp the situation on the battlefield and spoke quickly.

As Lin Yaoyao finished speaking, a swordsman in green robes flew out from the crowd behind her, transforming into a streak of light that headed straight for the otherworldly puppet soldiers. He engaged the Interdimensional-grade puppet soldier that was wreaking havoc at the front lines.

“Heh, you bunch of puppet soldiers, it’s time we taught you a lesson!”

The swordsman in green was instantly locked in combat with the puppet soldiers. Behind him, Little White and Little Qing and the others entered the fray, managing to stabilize the precarious situation.

“Yaoyao, you should go down and rest for a bit. You haven't stopped for days. Even an immortal couldn't endure this!”

Seeing the weariness in Lin Yaoyao's eyes, Xuan approached her and softly advised her. He couldn't bear to see his young mistress acting so against her own well-being, depleting her mental energy.

“I'm fine, Lord Xuan. Don't worry, I know my own body,” the woman said with a gentle smile, reassuring Xuan instead.

Xuan had heard about Lin Yaoyao’s stubbornness from Ye Ling. In such a critical situation, there was no way Lin Yaoyao would let go and rest.

So he stopped trying to persuade her, knowing it would be futile. Instead, he took out a bottle of high-quality elixir specifically for nourishing the divine soul from his robes. After watching Lin Yaoyao take it, he focused wholeheartedly on the battle.

Lin Yaoyao was good in every way, except that her personality was too much like Ye Ling's, being overly stubborn.

Ye Ling had sacrificed much of herself over the years to support the Immortal Realm.

The previously willful her had grown at an astonishing rate after Hong’s departure.

She shone brightly in countless perilous battles! Far exceeding Hong's initial expectations of her.

“Lord Ye Ling commands that these puppet soldiers and otherworldly troops are guilty of heinous crimes and extreme wickedness. I hereby bestow two innate spiritual treasures: a Wandering Dragon Mace and a Celestial Silk Armor. Also bestowed are one hundred bottles of Soul-Nourishing Liquid and two immortal jade tablets. I hope Xuan will not be complacent and will focus on fighting the enemy. All matters concerning this battle are entrusted to Xuan's full responsibility. Avoid arrogance and recklessness, and create another miracle!”

As Xuan was lost in thought while fighting, a golden-armored spirit general descended from the sky, landing before Xuan and unfurling a golden scroll over a foot long to announce Ye Ling's decree.

Xuan humbly said, “Senior General, you flatter me. This junior often feels ashamed of my low cultivation level, unable to personally go to the battlefield and fight fiercely like the seniors. I can only retreat and do what little I can in the rear. I truly don't deserve Lord Ling's praise.”

The golden-armored spirit general laughed and teased, “Commander Xuan is joking. Everyone has witnessed your performance these days. Lord Ling's decision to entrust this battlefield to you was naturally made after careful consideration. Just do your duty well. If you encounter any difficulties during the command process, just report them to the Purple Cloud Pavilion, and we will help you resolve them as much as possible.”

This was the attitude Xuan wanted. He needed the Divine Realm to fully delegate authority to him so that he could devote himself wholeheartedly to the rapidly changing battlefield ahead without worrying about hidden dangers from behind.

After handing over the items bestowed by the War God Hall to Xuan, the golden-armored spirit general exchanged a few pleasantries and quickly left to report back to his post.

Xuan returned to the battlefield and waved his hand, ordering his Spirit Guards to withdraw from the battlefield.

He said quickly, “Yao Yu'er, lead two hundred cultivators to replace the vanguard Wang Hai.”

“Yes!” A one-armed man sitting behind the jade platform received Xuan's order and hurriedly flew to a large platform in the rear, selected two squads of cultivators, and quickly led the men to the eastern front, replacing Wang Hai's squad, which had been fighting for several hours.

Because the black lotus petal on the eastern front battlefield was severely damaged by a meteorite, the puppet soldiers' offensive was much weaker. Xuan seized this rare opportunity to have the newly arrived repair soldiers repair a large number of severely damaged defense towers, catapults, and other equipment.

“Senior Du, I remember that your magical artifact was damaged a month ago. You haven't even had a handy magic weapon in these days of battle. This innate spiritual treasure, the Wandering Dragon Mace, is given to you. Please be sure to nurture and refine it as soon as possible.”

“Thank you, Commander Xuan.” Du looked at the magical artifact in Xuan's hand, knowing that it was given to him by Ye Ling, so he didn't act coy. He accepted the Wandering Dragon Mace and immediately stored it in his dantian to refine it.

“Mu Qianyuan, this set of Celestial Silk Armor is given to you. Combined with your Heavenly Fate Divine Ability, the Savage God Transformation, I hope you kill more enemies. These otherworldly puppet soldiers are really too difficult to deal with. Kill one, and another one pops up. Kill one, and another one pops up. It's endless!”

Looking at these resurrected puppet soldiers, Xuan was really very troubled.

Therefore, he immediately gave away the magical treasures sent by Ye Ling, hoping that these people could solve his urgent needs.

After distributing the magical treasures and elixirs bestowed by Ye Ling to the cultivators, Xuan continued to sit on the high platform, closely watching the battlefield ahead, occasionally striking unexpectedly.

For a time, the people of the Immortal Realm and the people of the Otherworld fought fiercely.

Although many reinforcements came to the Immortal Realm, the troops sent by the Otherworld this time were also very powerful.

Moreover, the puppet soldiers of the Otherworld simply couldn't be killed, so after a period of attrition warfare, the Immortal Realm was clearly at a disadvantage.

Xuan obviously saw this situation and became very anxious.

Just as everyone was fighting very hard, a small fishing rod fell from the sky.

Instantly piercing the sky and breaking the Otherworld's formation.

“This, it looks so much like Master's fishing rod~”

Lin Yaoyao looked at the small fishing rod that fell from the sky and became countless times larger, and was very surprised.