My Fairy Growth System

Chapter 47: Whose Home is Touched by the Melancholy of Autumn

The season had reached the late autumn.

The red sun rose slowly from the white belly of the eastern sky, and the warm sunlight scattered across the earth with the breeze.

Yet Suichuan Immortal City was enveloped in an air of grim resolve.

There were no pedestrians wandering the streets, only teams of cultivators hurrying on their way.

The entire city was shrouded in a faint white light barrier. This was the glow of the Protective City Formation, ensuring the safety of nearly a million cultivators within the city.

On the city wall, thirty feet high and twenty-one feet wide, Spirit Stone Cannons were aligned in rows.

Both below and atop the city walls, teams of cultivators looked towards the distant rising dust with solemn expressions.

Finally, a row of Demonic Beasts came into view.

Then came a surging horde of Demonic Beasts.

They surged forth like a tide.

The name ’Monster Beast Tide’ was indeed deserved.

The Demonic Beasts had eyes filled with bloodthirsty light, bared their sharp fangs and claws, and charged toward the cultivators below the city.

"Fire!"

At the command, the muzzles of the Spirit Stone Cannons flashed with white light, and then beams of light shot out, targeting the dense horde of Demonic Beasts.

Immediately, explosions rang out, and blood and flesh were scattered.

The advantage of these Spirit Stone Cannons was their great power. The downside was the high consumption of Spirit Stones, and the speed and accuracy were average.

However, when facing a dense crowd of Demonic Beasts, the latter shortcoming was negligible, making it a constant defensive weapon in the Cultivation World.

But the number of Demonic Beasts was too great. While the Spirit Stone Cannons did inflict considerable casualties, it only incited the ferocity of the Demonic Beasts, who continued to charge forward with ’roars’.

On the ground, teams of cultivators also tightened their grip on the Magic Artifacts and Talismans in their hands.

The battle was about to erupt.

The Demonic Beasts were fearless in their attacks, charging forward without any strategy and then attacking the enemy in front of them.

Cultivators, on the other hand, operated in small units with orderly offense and defense, and some even formed rudimentary arrays.

The battlefield blazed with spiritual light and flew with flesh and blood; as soon as both sides made contact, it ignited into a brutal fight.

Inside the city, not far from the city wall, in a certain courtyard.

Yu Qingtan and her companions, wearing masks and simple white dresses, had followed Manager Su on a Bicorn Horse carriage to this place to report for duty before dawn.

Yu Qingtan’s team was responsible for coordinating with the Ges’ Alchemist and two Medical Cultivator.

Medical Cultivators were cultivators with certain healing abilities, such as Yu Qingtan’s Rejuvenation Spell, which barely qualified her as a Medical Cultivator.

And elixirs often provided the best healing effects, like Healing Pills, so Alchemists with considerable skills often served as Medical Cultivators as well.

Yu Qingtan had also met this Alchemist from the Ges.

Song Zhenkai, with a cultivation level at the seventh stage of Qi Cultivation, was also a top-tier Third Stage Alchemist.

He had participated in the first contest at the Ges’ birthday banquet and had emerged victorious.

The two other Medical Cultivators came from a small family named Xu; they were Xu Zhu and Xu He, siblings with a cultivation level of the sixth stage of Qi Cultivation.

After Manager Su and Song Zhenkai exchanged information, Manager Su left the place.

After getting acquainted with each other, Song Zhenkai gave Yu Qingtan and the others a booklet containing some basic knowledge about treating the wounded.

All of them were cultivators and quickly finished reading and roughly learned the contents.

Before long, amid a clamor, some people carried in three injured individuals into the courtyard.

One had lost an arm and was bleeding profusely.

Another had a blackened face and was delirious, apparently poisoned.

The third had a deep gash in the chest, with the bone visible.

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Song Zhenkai slapped a Hemostasis Talisman on an amputee’s stump, then took out a small packet of medicinal powder and handed it to Lin Qiushuang, saying, "Lin Qiushuang, you and someone else clean him up with the Cleansing Spell, then sprinkle the hemostatic powder on the wound, and bandage it properly!"

He then fed a Detoxification Pill to someone poisoned, and added, "He has been poisoned by a Red-Training Snake. Fortunately, the poisoning isn’t deep, which is why he’s still alive. For his follow-up treatment, he’ll need the spiritual medicine Half-Sided Lotus boiled with Southern Star and Ghost Needle Grass and taken as a medicine for three days, and he should recover. Xu Zhu, Qi Yu, you handle this."

Elixirs are valuable, so Song Zhenkai wouldn’t use Healing Pills or Detoxification Pills unless absolutely necessary.

Similarly, for another casualty with a chest injury, he placed a Hemostasis Talisman and a packet of medicinal powder into Yu Qingtan’s hands, instructing, "Yu Qingtan, after cleansing his wound with the Cleansing Spell, apply the hemostatic powder and bandage him."

No sooner had he finished speaking, than another injured person was brought to the doorway.

Doing as instructed, Yu Qingtan cast the Cleansing Spell on the man with the chest wound, then sprinkled on the medicinal powder and, along with an outer chamber disciple, bandaged up his wound.

Although the man winced in pain, he made no sound of wailing.

Following the bandaging method she had just learnt from a pamphlet, though not perfectly, Yu Qingtan’s effort was passable.

After treating the wound, the rugged male cultivator gazed steadily at Yu Qingtan and asked, "Thank you, young lady. May I ask if you are Yu Qingtan from the Tianxiang Pavilion who proposed the mortgage plan?"

He had just heard Song Zhenkai address her by name.

"That’s me," Yu Qingtan didn’t deny it as it was part of her plan to gain renown.

"Truly Ms. Qingtan, I’m Fei Yang. Thank you for your strategy. Otherwise, my whole family might have been buried in the bellies of demonic beasts... Ouch..."

Fei Yang was a little emotional, trying to get up to bow to Yu Qingtan, but this movement pulled at his wound.

"Yu Qingtan," Song Zhenkai’s voice reached her.

"There’s no need for formalities. You should rest up; I need to get back to work," Yu Qingtan said, then walked over to where Song Zhenkai was.

The wounded were brought in one after another, keeping everyone on their toes.

Even though Yu Qingtan and Shen Wanning demonstrated the fluctuations of spiritual power characteristic of the seventh layer of Qi Cultivation, they only drew sidelong glances, but no one said anything.

Because of this, Song Zhenkai increased their workload even more.

Despite everyone’s best efforts, occasionally wounded would arrive at this place with such severe injuries that they would pass away without treatment.

No one had the luxury to sulk; the body would be carted off and they would move on to the next person needing aid.

It wasn’t until evening that the wounded stopped being brought in.

According to those transporting the wounded, the demonic beasts had launched three large-scale attacks that day, but they had all been repelled by the cultivators.

About eight thousand cultivators fell in battle outright, and over twenty thousand were wounded, with more than two hundred being treated in the courtyard where Yu Qingtan was.

The demonic beasts, however, suffered losses reaching the hundreds of thousands.

They temporarily retreated beyond twenty miles away from the city.

Come night, in the small back courtyard of the residence, Yu Qingtan and others each rested in their own room.

Yu Qingtan looked at her Charm Points that had increased by over a hundred. Despite her physical exhaustion, she felt exceedingly satisfied.

Although Yu Qingtan was already quite famous in Suichuan Immortal City, her Charm Points had only increased by just over two thousand.

After all, most people had not seen Yu Qingtan. Given that hearing is not as good as seeing, it’s only after truly seeing her that most people would contribute their approval, thus increasing Yu Qingtan’s Charm Points.

"This beast tide is also an opportunity for me," she mused.

"But ultimately, cultivation level and strength are what matter most."

With that thought, Yu Qingtan took out some Spirit Dew, ingested a drop, and began to practice the Clear Water Technique.

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Outside the Immortal City on a certain hillside, a cultivator hid up in a large tree, gazing distantly at Suichuan Immortal City.

"Little Ling, are you worrying about that young girl again? It’s alright. Although crudely laid out, this Protective City Formation has reached the pinnacle of the Third Stage. That little hawk and the young tiger won’t be able to break through it," he said.

"Wild cranes rest on top of the desolate hill amidst tall trees, and the silent dew moistens the osmanthus flowers. Tonight the moon is bright, everyone looks up, I wonder in whose home falls the thoughts of autumn?" Fang Ling softly recited.

"Sour to death, alright, alright, old ancestor, I will accompany you on one more journey," he continued.

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