The Yellow Turban Rebellion, The Way of the Extraordinary Number: Difficulty Level: D.

Type: Multiplayer (Non-Death Type)

Main Quest: Assassinate the Leader of the Yellow Turban Army

The Way of the Extraordinary No. 82 Introduction: The largest religious peasant uprising in Chinese history during the late Eastern Han Dynasty, sweeping the nation.

As an assassin trained by the inner court, you and your companions have infiltrated a Yellow Turban army disguised as refugees, waiting for the opportunity to assassinate their commander.

Zhang Yuanqing, dressed in cloth and with a yellow turban wrapped around his forehead, stood at the entrance of the military camp, holding a crude spear and gazing at the camp behind him.

The camps were arranged in an orderly manner, and the rebel troops carrying spears patrolled back and forth. From time to time, scout teams galloped out of the camp.

They were in a branch of the Yellow Turban Army, preparing to attack a county city forty miles away.

From the morning, scouts had been constantly entering and leaving the camp to deliver intelligence.

At most, in one more day, the siege would begin.

The army general was Zhang Liu, one of the thirty-six leaders, and according to Xiahou Aotian's intelligence, he seemed to be a Spring God.

Based on the difficulty assessment of the dungeon, he was most likely an early-stage Level 7 Spring God.

Opposite him, Xiahou Aotian, also dressed in cloth and carrying a spear, said boredly, "This is so boring, when is the shift change?"

As soon as they arrived in the dungeon, they became sentries guarding the military camp. Zhang Yuanqing planned to wait until after the shift change to inquire about the general in the military camp who knew the art of ghosts and gods, then abduct him for alchemy, and test whether Xiahou Aotian's plan was feasible.

Before locking onto the Star Official's seat in the military camp, he didn't want to create unnecessary complications. If he attracted the attention of the leader Zhang Liu, there would inevitably be a fierce battle.

Zhang Yuanqing was not afraid of fighting, of course, but he was afraid of accidentally killing the leader Zhang Liu, ending the dungeon, and returning directly!

After finally enduring until noon, Zhang Yuanqing and Xiahou Aotian were replaced by two soldiers and went to the kitchen.

The so-called kitchen was actually an open space, with dozens of triangular wooden frames hanging iron pots. Campfires licked the bottoms, and heat rose from the pots. Soldiers lined up in long queues in front of the iron pots, receiving a bowl of meat soup and two coarse grain buns from the cooks. The food was not bad.

"There's even meat soup?" Zhang Yuanqing said with a click of his tongue.

Xiahou Aotian behind him sneered, "I advise you not to drink it."

Zhang Yuanqing looked back. "How so?"

"The Yellow Turban Army is a rebel army formed by starving and freezing people. They can't even get enough to eat. Where does the meat come from?" Xiahou Aotian had a complicated look on his face. "In this chaotic world, what kind of meat is the most common?"

Zhang Yuanqing silently turned his head and stopped talking.

Before long, the two received their coarse grain buns and meat soup.

Zhang Yuanqing, holding the meat soup and munching on a bun, looked around and approached a few of the most talkative soldiers, asking, "Brothers, I'm asking about something. Is there anyone in our army who is prescient and knows the art of ghosts and gods?"

He secretly guided the soldiers' emotions, stimulating their desire to confide. "I know, I know."

"Are you talking about the military advisor?"

"The military advisor is a disciple of the Heavenly Duke General. He burns talismans to cure diseases, brings the dead back to life, and can even tell fortunes."

Several soldiers spoke one after another, vying to answer.

After Zhang Yuanqing asked about the location of the military advisor's tent and his name, he left with Xiahou Aotian.

On the way, after a pleasant conversation with several soldiers, he finally located the military advisor's tent.

The guards outside the tent turned a blind eye to their arrival.

Zhang Yuanqing lifted the thick cloth curtain and saw a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe mixing medicine at a table inside the spacious tent.

Seeing that the two had bypassed his perception and entered the tent silently, the middle-aged man's expression changed. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly turned dull, and he fell into an illusion.

Zhang Yuanqing took out Little Red Riding Hood and abducted the military advisor. A quarter of an hour later, the two appeared in the wilderness far from the military camp and began preparing for alchemy.

Zhang Yuanqing held a brush, the tip of which was stained with golden-red ink, and hunched over the mouth of the furnace, concentrating on drawing spirit inscription arrays.

Xiahou Aotian took out bottles and jars and poured them into the military advisor's mouth.

"Ugh, ugh..." The military advisor shook his head in terror.

"You eat people, people eat you. It's the cycle of heaven and earth. You get what you deserve." Xiahou Aotian pointed a finger at the military advisor's brow, activating the medicinal effect.

The military advisor's head tilted, and he passed out.

The refining process of the Three Talents Pill was extremely complicated. In addition to the main medicine, there were sixteen auxiliary medicines. Among them, the auxiliary medicines helped the main medicine to achieve a balance of mind, tranquility, spirit, energy, and spirit.

Anesthetic and illusion drugs were used the most. After Zhang Yuanqing finished drawing the spirit inscriptions, Xiahou Aotian picked up the military advisor, threw him into the alchemy furnace, and summoned the Samadhi True Fire, hanging it at the bottom of the furnace.

Then, he stepped out a formation, extending to the foot of the half-alchemy furnace. The formation slowly rotated, sometimes reversing, sometimes turning smoothly, and the Samadhi True Fire at the bottom of the furnace was sometimes hot.

During the process, it was sometimes gentle. He opened the alchemy furnace several times, adding medicinal materials and a small amount of purified water.

The bronze alchemy furnace spurted golden light, sometimes bright and sometimes hidden.

Half an hour later, the alchemy furnace's air holes spurted blood mist. Seeing this, Xiahou Aotian hurriedly extinguished the Samadhi True Fire and used the formation to transfer the alchemy furnace to the spirit inscription array that Zhang Yuanqing had carved dozens of meters away.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately used the power of the sun to ignite the spirit inscriptions, burning the bronze alchemy furnace to purify the remaining spiritual will in the elixir.

The golden flames burned for a full quarter of an hour before extinguishing. Both of them couldn't wait to rush to the front of the alchemy furnace. Xiahou Aotian opened the furnace lid, and a fishy fragrance wafted out.

In the elixir chamber, a layer of silt-like dye matter had accumulated, and a dark red, pigeon-egg-sized elixir was half-sunken in the silt.

Feeling the spiritual power contained in the elixir, Xiahou Aotian said with joy.

"Success! I am indeed a genius in alchemy."

Zhang Yuanqing picked up the elixir, put it into a porcelain bottle, and said, "The medicine is done. Let's quickly pass the dungeon."

He didn't even wait for Xiahou Aotian to respond before turning into starlight and disappearing. Xiahou Aotian stopped in place and waited quietly for three minutes before hearing the system notification in his ear:

[Reward is being calculated, obtaining item props: Star Stone, Yin Soldier Talisman....

[Calculation is complete!

After exiting The Way of the Extraordinary in ten minutes, Xiahou Aotian opened the item bar and checked the two items, both of which were low-grade materials of the Overlord level. The rewards for low-difficulty The Way of the Extraordinary were basically materials. The function of these materials was also very single, refining props and consumables.

Making consumables was okay, the success rate was high, but if refining props, it would mostly be a waste of money. The failure rate of refining props was extremely high.

On the other side, after Zhang Yuanqing heard the system notification in his ear, he immediately took out the elixir and waited for the mark on his forehead to light up.

Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the elixir in one gulp. The elixir melted in his mouth, transforming into the power of lunar and stars. Although this power was weak, Zhang Yuanqing was surprised to find that after his cells devoured this power, the total amount of spiritual power increased and solidified.

He was very familiar with this feeling. Every time he cleared The Way of the Extraordinary, the experience points increased, which would improve his upper limit and become stronger.

Xiahou Aotian's plan was successful.

They successfully used the The Way of the Extraordinary mechanism's bug to develop a method to bypass the character card and quickly improve their speed without entering The Way of the Extraordinary.

"If this plan is announced, Xiahou Aotian's academic success will indeed shock the world." Zhang Yuanqing muttered.

The countdown ended, and he left The Way of the Extraordinary.

In a smoky ruin city, Zhai Cai, dressed in silver armor, jumped up and slashed forward with a yellow copper light that could defend against enemies.

The mutated monsters along the way shattered in the light, and broken limbs and rags fell, spreading black and red blood.

At this time, he felt something in his heart and held the knight's long sword in front of him, opening the Wall of Protection.

The next moment, attacks such as petrified beams of light, poison gas condensed arrows, wind blades, and lightning spears rained down on him.

The thick yellow copper wall stood still.

Suddenly, a stream of poison gas seemed to find a loophole, drifting through the yellow copper wall and towards Zhai Cai.

His face suddenly turned blue and black, his eyes were bloodshot, Zhai Cai's mouth twitched slightly, forcibly suppressing the pain caused by the poison gas, and said loudly: "In the name of the knight, I declare that the rules of this battle are that you cannot gang up on me."

Immediately, he raised the knight's sword and said in a deep voice, "Those who violate the rules shall be judged!"

With a slash of the sword, more than a dozen strands of yellow copper sword light dispersed, and screams rang out in the darkness.....

At this time, the toxins in Zhai Cai's body were completely decomposed, turning into purple sweat and excreted.

Zhai Cai held his sword and charged into the enemy, leaping through the ruins, parkouring and swinging his sword, killing any lonely Overlords he encountered, and escaping when Overlords surrounded him.

Although the knight's attack methods were single, the ascetic life of the transcendent stage shaped them into a body that was extremely hardworking and endured pain.

Like a killing machine on the battlefield.

The stains on the silver armor were washed away by blood, then became dirty again, and then washed away by blood.

He did not know how long it had passed, but when the muscles in his arms cramped and he gradually could not hold the sword, the mutated army finally retreated.

He leaned on the sword, standing on the ruins, panting heavily, and heat rose from the gaps in his armor.

Zhai Cai looked around and saw a few knights wearing the same silver armor.

The knight order stood sporadically on the battlefield, with less than ten members remaining.

"Your growth is gratifying." A deep voice came from afar.

Zhai Cai turned his head and saw the person wearing golden armor, holding a heavy sword, about forty or fifty years old, with blue eyes and a thick beard.

The leader of the Knight Order, Holy Knight Simon Rodney, one of the three demigods of the Holy See.

Zhai Cai breathed evenly, lowered his head and bowed: "It is because of your good guidance."

In one month, Zhai Cai's combat power has soared. In addition to the great increase in physique and close combat ability, the rules, judgments, and protective walls have all undergone qualitative leaps.

The combat power of the Level 7 body is close to Level 8, all of which is due to the secret book given by Mr. Hui.

Of course, getting the secret book was just the beginning. The main reason was that Zhai Cai had a shared spirit. He passed the secret book to all the knights in the Knight Order, including the Holy Knight.

He called it: shared life and death, shared resources.

The knights who obtained the secret books had more or less insights in practice. Every time Zhai Cai finished a battle, he would pull the knights to discuss and share their experiences. They were all working for him.

With so many elite knights sharing their experiences, his cultivation progressed rapidly, and he finally survived the last day.

"You should go." The Holy Knight said in a deep voice, "No matter what the outcome of this battle, someone must leave. The inheritance of the knight must not be cut off. You are the most talented of all the knights."

Zhai Cai should have been happy, but he couldn't help but look back, sweeping across the companions who had fought side by side for a whole month, and sweeping across the battlefield where he had struggled on the edge of life and death many times.

A kind of unspeakable sadness suddenly filled his heart.

"Sacrifice is the destiny of the knight!" He looked at the Holy Knight and said the motto he had used for many years.

The Holy Knight said in a deep voice: "Sacrifice here is our destiny, but not yours."

"Go, protect the inheritance of the knight. You will find the battlefield that belongs to you! Fight there, sacrifice there!"

Zhai Cai was silent for a long time. Seeing this, he turned around and left without saying a word. His figure gradually drifted away and finally disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

He returned!