Chapter 1109: The Mad Bai Xiaosheng, the Tilting Scale of Victory

On the Reincarnation Register of the Martial Temple, the death list—one page per thousand people—suddenly started scrolling frantically!
Seeing the names of Yipin Hall, Blood Alliance, and the twelve major city gangs constantly appearing and disappearing, one page after another in the blink of an eye, Xi Bing couldn’t help but gasp in shock. His eyelids twitched as he stared at the chaotic entrance of the Martial Temple.
The number of casualties was soaring!!
Although this speed wasn’t as fast as the initial minutes of Yipin Hall’s attack on the main headquarters of Jinxiu Heshan, it was no slower than the pace of the attack led by Kai Xin and Yi Di, which had involved tens of thousands of troops. In less than half a minute, over eight thousand people had died, and the rate was still increasing, with no sign of stopping…
“How is this possible?”
Xi Bing’s face turned pale. He rushed to the entrance of the Martial Temple and shouted at the crowded crowd filled with resentment, “Which side are you from? What happened?”
Xi Bing wasn’t very well-known in Yipin Hall. After shouting repeatedly, no one paid attention. The people coming out were busy cursing the names of those from Jinxiu Heshan, with few noticing Xi Bing’s not-so-loud voice.
After shouting for nearly half a minute, Xi Bing finally found a familiar face—a brother equipped well, actually an elder-level figure…
Facing Xi Bing, the man stopped sending messages and turned back with a bitter smile. “We were ordered to intercept those coming out of the city, but we were ambushed along the way… We all suffered ambushes near the main headquarters of Jinxiu Heshan.” He knew Xi Bing’s identity and duties, knowing that he was someone from Yipin Hall tasked with gathering important battlefield intelligence, so he cooperated fully.
“Responsible for intercepting reinforcements from Jinxiu Heshan in the city?” Xi Bing was stunned. “Did people from the city arrive at Jinxiu Heshan so quickly?”
At the Martial Temple, they had clear knowledge of all aspects of the battlefield. Xi Bing naturally knew that the battle at the main headquarters of Jinxiu Heshan was currently very close, with both sides already suffering heavy losses and the outcome uncertain. But with this sudden surge in casualties, it seemed the scale of victory was beginning to tilt in favor of Jinxiu Heshan.
What was even more terrifying…
If reinforcements from the city had already reached near the main headquarters of Jinxiu Heshan, it would be a disaster for Yipin Hall!
“I’m not sure either. When the hall master heard the news, he said it would take at least twenty minutes for reinforcements from the city to arrive. It’s only been a few minutes now… But we indeed suffered a fierce attack. We still don’t know the exact number of the enemy.”

As the Elder of Yipin Hall replied, Xi Bing didn’t dare delay and quickly took action to record the information about the Martial Temple here and what the elder had said, sending it off via homing pigeons.
“That’s not right…”
After the homing pigeons took off, Xi Bing frowned deeply. “Happy and Emperor Yi are still in Jinxiu Heshan, and the experts there are under our surveillance. Even if reinforcements come from the capital, they can’t pose such a serious threat to you!”
It was only at this moment that he realized that even Yipin Hall’s elite, facing ten times as many opponents, wouldn’t collapse instantly and lose the ability to resist.
The Elder of Yipin Hall smiled bitterly upon hearing this:
“It’s Bai Xiaosheng!”
“What?”
Xi Bing was shocked again.
The man explained, “Bai Xiaosheng has gone mad. He ordered his disciple Fengling to lead the troops from Jinxiu Heshan out of the city. It’s the Qin Demon ‘Fengling’ who’s attacking us! Those following her are all highly skilled, some of them experts from various gangs in the capital.”
“Fengling? Did Bai Xiaosheng dare let her appear outside the city?”
Xi Bing was stunned, as if hearing something unbelievable.
The Elder of Yipin Hall knew exactly why he was surprised. He shrugged and said, “That’s why I say Bai Xiaosheng has gone mad! Though I haven’t seen Fengling with my own eyes, her piano music is unmistakable!”
“…”
Xi Bing had no doubts about this. Because aside from Happy and Emperor Yi, perhaps only Fengling could pose such a significant and terrifying collective threat in the Central Plains.
Yipin Hall glanced at the increasingly silent Xi Bing and the Cycle of Life and Death Book beside him, then changed his tone: “Fortunately, we didn’t bring many people—only twenty thousand… I believe the Hall Master has already received the news. While our remaining brothers can buy us some time, the Hall Master should be able to prepare in advance. It’s better to deal with one problem now.”
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Xi Bing suddenly turn to him, his face filled with shock.
“What did you say?”
“…I said the Hall Master must have already arranged someone to assassinate Fengling. She’s from the Nine Yin Extinction Line…”
“I’m not talking about that. You said the Hall Master only arranged twenty thousand people to intercept the reinforcements from the capital?” Xi Bing’s expression turned grim, and his tone became dry.
The elder was surprised by his strange reaction. He looked at him, then at the Cycle of Life and Death Book, and nodded.
“Yes.”
“…”
Xi Bing said nothing more. He quietly took out a homing pigeon from his Qiankun Bag, his expression eerily calm.
“What…?” The Elder of Yipin Hall sensed something from his face. “Are the casualties severe?”
“…”

Xi Bing didn’t even lift his head. As he wrote the second letter, he replied in a grave tone, “It’s not a matter of severity. Most likely, your people have been completely wiped out. We must immediately warn the sect leader about the enemies coming from the east.”
“That’s impossible!”
The Elder of Yipin Hall declared firmly, “We’ve only been fighting for less than five minutes. Twenty thousand people can’t die that quickly—even Wind Chime couldn’t do it.”
“I don’t want to argue with you, but during these five minutes, there were significant fluctuations in the Book of Life and Death. The death toll exceeds thirty thousand, not including those from Jinxiu Heshan…” Without even glancing at the elder shocked by the death toll, Xi Bing continued, “As you said before, the sect leader was informed that the enemies from the capital would arrive in twenty minutes. Since they appeared more than ten minutes early, is it possible that those surrounding our main headquarters aren’t from Jinxiu Heshan at all? From the moment they attacked, people from Jinxiu Heshan must have secretly escorted Wind Chime and the elite fighters from the capital away early… with the aim of coordinating a two-pronged attack with reinforcements from the Ghostly Dire direction!”
“…”
The Elder of Yipin Hall was left speechless by Xi Bing’s questions and soon turned pale.
“The sect leader is in danger!”
…
By the time Xi Bing’s message reached Meng Yun through carrier pigeons, Meng Yun had already received warnings from a group of brothers who had fled in disarray half a minute earlier.
Under normal circumstances…
Upon learning that the Qin Demon had appeared outside the city, Meng Yun would have sent people to eliminate him without hesitation.
But now!
This was the most sensitive and delicate moment between Jinxiu Heshan and Yipin Hall, with both sides being evenly matched…
To deal with Happy, the Evil Emperor was tied up!
To hold off one emperor, dozens of top experts were deployed;
And to achieve a faster victory, the remaining top experts were either sent to the main headquarters of Jinxiu Heshan to join forces with the Wild Wolf Organization’s experts to fight the enemy, or sent to the south to counter Jinxiu Heshan’s elite forces…
With Bai Xiaosheng stepping in at this moment and even risking everything by sending Wind Chime into battle, this force had already disrupted the balance between Jinxiu Heshan and Yipin Hall.
Even if Meng Yun still had troops at his disposal, such a small number would be insufficient to quickly deal with Wind Chime—To protect Wind Chime, Bai Xiaosheng would surely resort to extreme measures and build a very solid defense, so this force wouldn’t be weak.
Moreover…
If more troops were sent, the main battlefield here would immediately be strained!
The two points mentioned in Xi Bing’s letter made Meng Yun feel as if he were in an ice cave…

The first piece of bad news is that in just five minutes, over 30,000 people were killed. He initially estimated that the 20,000 troops sent out were almost entirely wiped out; even if some remained, they couldn’t stop the advancing forces led by Fengling. Another bad news is that with the death of these 30,000 troops, the number of casualties among Yipin Tang’s 400,000 troops has now exceeded 200,000, reaching as high as 230,000. The remaining dozen or so thousand troops, compared to Jinxiu Heshan’s less than 100,000 troops, no longer have any significant advantage. Even their meager advantage has been completely shattered by the unknown number of strong reinforcements led by Fengling… In other words! Xibing’s letter has made Mengyun clearly realize that Yipin Tang is now in a desperate situation. Not only has more than half of their troops been lost, but Jinxiu Heshan remains strong, with their headquarters still unbroken. The reinforcements from both sides have left Yipin Tang exhausted from constant battles, trapped in a quagmire from which they cannot escape. The worst part is… more than a dozen of the headquarters in the capital have already fallen. Although there are still numerous branches in the northern region under Yipin Tang’s control, they are all suppressed and held back by Jinxiu Heshan’s troops and local gangs inside the city, unable to move. “Headmaster!” “A large group of enemies is approaching from behind!” Just as Mengyun was at a loss for what to do, an urgent cry came from behind: “They’re all from the capital!” “Bad news! We’re in a siege!!” Mengyun was shocked. Amidst the continuous sounds of arrows piercing the air, arrows rained down like a storm from the dark night sky, and screams quickly arose from Yipin Tang’s ranks. In the dark fields, dense waves of troops surged forth from the darkness… Mengyun glanced at them casually, and her heart sank—it seemed all of Jinxiu Heshan’s tens of thousands of troops left in the capital had arrived! “Damn it!” Mengyun almost crushed one of her silver teeth. She had anticipated that this attack would push Yipin Tang into a difficult situation, but she never expected the enemy to come so swiftly, giving her no time to prepare or respond. “You wretched Baixiaosheng!” As the arrow rain continued and the troops retreated, Mengyun knew they had been utterly defeated. Happy was crazy! And there was someone even crazier than him! Fengling’s decision to leave the capital was indeed a crazy move! But she had to admit that Baixiaosheng’s desperate gamble had indeed imposed unbearable pressure and threats on Yipin Tang.

The appearance of these tens of thousands of people completely shattered the stalemate on the battlefield… The scales of victory had already decisively tipped in favor of the land of Jinxiu.