Clan Cultivation: Starting from Beast Taming

All of this was within the expectations of the Green Lotus Temple and the other two major sects.

Therefore, when the Dragon Transformation Sect's internal morale wavered, thousands of cultivators stationed at various strongholds along the border of Yunzhou from the three major sects suddenly launched their attack, directly entering the Wasteland Territory and rushing toward the several branch temples of the Dragon Transformation Sect.

At this time, the emergency summoning orders jointly issued by the three major sects were also rapidly spread throughout the major families of Jingguo Country.

Not to mention other families, the summoning orders the Zhou Family received stated that all members who participated in the "Conference of a Hundred Tribes" must go to the battlefield. In addition, the family was to dispatch thirty more Qi Refinement Realm cultivators at the middle stage or above to be stationed at the Yunzhou strongholds.

However, Zhou Daoyi had already broken through to the Purple Mansion Phase and naturally could not accept this summoning order.

Therefore, Zhou Mingde had to personally visit the Green Lotus Temple to report the situation, hoping the order could be changed to allow someone else to take his place.

While Zhou Mingde was visiting the Green Lotus Temple to report the situation, Zhou Chun had already set off with three other Foundation Establishment cultivators towards the border of Yunzhou.

There was no choice, the summoning order was very urgent, requiring the Zhou Family's Foundation Establishment cultivators to arrive at the Yunzhou frontline stronghold within three days after receiving the order, and then join other Family Cultivators to deep into the Wasteland Territory to attack the strongholds of the Dragon Transformation Sect.

By now, the strategic plan of the three major sects was very clear; they would take the lead as the main force to attack the six branch temples of the Dragon Transformation Sect, and the allied forces composed of various cultivation families would follow to uproot the various strongholds of the Dragon Transformation Sect, severing the connections between its branch temples.

Time was so pressing that Zhou Chun and the others couldn't wait for news from Zhou Mingde's side and had to set off in advance.

The four of them set out from Lanzhou, and after entering the territory of Yunzhou, they easily saw various streaks of light flying toward the border from different places, most of which were Family Cultivators like them, rushing over after receiving the summoning order.

By the time the four of them reached the designated rendezvous point, they found that Zhou Mingde had already arrived ahead of them.

"So in the end, Elder Zhou Chongshan, we still have to trouble you?"

Zhou Chun looked at Zhou Chongshan, who was with Zhou Mingde, and felt somewhat displeased.

This outcome was undoubtedly the worst scenario they had anticipated!

Zhou Chongshan himself only had a few years left to live; he never expected to have to fight for the Zhou Family at such an advanced age.

But compared to the displeased Zhou Chun, Zhou Chongshan himself seemed rather accepting, showing no sign of reluctance on his face.

Instead, he faintly smiled and said, "This old man's contribution to the family before death is also a good thing!"

After speaking, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Compared to dying while sitting in a quiet room, dying on the battlefield might not be such a bad thing!"

His words left the other Zhou Family Cultivators present speechless, unsure of what to say to comfort him.

In the end, it was Zhou Mingde who spoke first, "You all must be tired from the journey. Rest while you can. I will go to gather some information about our next tasks."

After he finished speaking, he went alone to the command center within the stronghold.

At this moment, cultivators from various places of Jingguo Country continued to arrive at the stronghold. Zhou Chun and the others did not dare to waste any more time and hurriedly went to rest in the courtyard allocated to the Zhou Family within the stronghold.

After Zhou Chun and the others had rested for about three to four hours, almost fully recovered, Zhou Mingde returned.

Seeing that they had all recuperated, Zhou Mingde immediately gathered them together to share the relevant intelligence.

"Alright, now I will tell you about the intelligence I've just learned."

"Right now, the main forces of the three major sects have surrounded the Red Dragon and White Dragon branch temples, and the Black Dragon branch temple is expected to be encircled as well." Discover hidden content at My Virtual Library Empire

"Our task as Family Cultivators is to quickly surround and uproot the strongholds built by the Dragon Transformation Sect along the border under the command of the sects' cultivators, preventing these cultivators from returning to their branch temples and reinforcing their strength."

"The Zhou Family and all cultivators who have come to this Green Mango Stronghold will be under the command of Taoist Mingjing, a late Purple Mansion Phase cultivator from the Green Lotus Temple, until a higher-ranking cultivator from the three sects takes over or the war ends!"

Having said this, Zhou Mingde glanced at the five junior family members and said solemnly, "If you have any questions, speak up. I won't hold back any answers I can provide."

Hearing his words, Zhou Chun was the first to speak, "What about the Golden Core cultivators? The Golden Core cultivators from those seventeen Golden Core families, will they act together with us?"

Zhou Mingde shook his head immediately upon hearing this, "No, all the Golden Core Stage cultivators in Jingguo Country who are not from the three major sects have already been conscripted into their main forces to assist in attacking the various branches of the Dragon Transformation Sect."

Upon hearing this answer, Zhou Chongshan by his side quickly asked, "Does that mean we are unlikely to encounter enemies at the Golden Core level as well?"

"No one can be sure of that; we can only say the chances are very small."

Zhou Mingde shook his head again, unable to give a definitive answer.

At this point, Zhou Chun asked again, "How are battle merits calculated? How is the loot divided? Is there compensation for the cultivators who die in battle?"

"Battle merits are calculated in two ways: one is the battlefield battle merits, which are tallied by people from the three major sects on the battlefield; the other is personal battle merits during pursuit battles and small-scale fights, which are verified by the enemy's bodies, magic artifacts, and other such evidence along with personal testimony. After the battle, these two types of merits can be combined for rewards!"

"The distribution of loot works similarly: loot on the battlefield will be distributed among those who exerted effort according to the degree of their contribution, while off the battlefield, it will be distributed according to the individual's and the small team's efforts!"

"However, it's important to note that this loot only includes items carried by the enemy cultivators. Anyone caught plundering from the enemy's strongholds will be held accountable, along with their family!"

"Of course, there will be compensation for cultivators who die in battle. The specifics of the compensation plan will be announced by the three major sects after the battle!"

Zhou Mingde looked at Zhou Chun and relayed the relevant information in detail.

The three major sects have been preparing for this war for many years, so naturally, every aspect has been meticulously considered.

Having made these queries and understood the various situations, Zhou Chun and the others patiently waited for the departure command within the Green Mang stronghold.

After waiting a day and a half, the command to depart finally arrived.

On that day, with a command from Taoist Mingjing of the Green Lotus Temple, twenty-seven Purple Mansion Phase Cultivators, one hundred and seventy-six Foundation Establishment Cultivators, and seven hundred and thirty-two Qi Refinement Cultivators set out towards the Wasteland Territory.

In the sky, Purple Mansion Phase Cultivators and Foundation Establishment Cultivators flew through the air, their colorful mana radiance turning the sky into a kaleidoscope of colors.

On the ground, Qi Refinement Cultivators rode two or three to a mount, galloping closely behind.

But those on the ground couldn't outpace those in the sky; soon, the Qi Refinement Cultivators were left behind, only to be led towards the destination by a few Foundation Establishment junior cultivators assigned as guides in the group.

Compared to the other cultivators, the Zhou family were undoubtedly more relaxed.

Zhou Mingde released the Fire Divine Jackal, and he, along with Zhou Chun and the other four, all sat on its back, not needing to use their own mana to fly.

Other cultivators in the group with second-order flying mounts did the same.

The great battle was imminent, and conserving even a bit of mana might tip the balance in a crucial moment!

After flying for six or seven hundred li, they finally arrived outside the first Dragon Transformation Sect stronghold.

This Dragon Transformation Sect stronghold was situated on a plain created by a river's flow, the only hilly area within hundreds of li, with some human clan villages even visible on the nearby plain.

"This is the White Fang Base. Normally, there should be three Protectors of Dragon Transformation Sect and twelve Missionary Envoys stationed here. We'll take it down first to serve as a resting place for the army before moving on to the next stronghold!"

In midair, the white-haired Taoist Mingjing, dressed in green, calmly relayed the relevant information about the stronghold as he observed the base hidden behind the mist of formations.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he sent a green Flying Sword slashing towards the stronghold.

"Attack!"

From the back of the Fire Divine Jackal, Zhou Mingde let out a low shout, immediately summoning his magic artifact to strike at the stronghold ahead.

Instantly, various magic artifacts fell like rain, swiftly targeting every part of the small White Fang Base.

Under such a dense and terrifying onslaught, the stronghold's protective formation cracked on the spot, revealing inside the fearful and desperate faces of its occupants!