Chapter Ninety-Five: The Demon Sect Makes Its Move

  "Below is the one who will defeat several high-ranking members of two major families in an instant, Shikō Tsukasa!"

  "...just like that...he died..."

  Duan Junxiong's death was too simple, too quick, and too unexpected, leaving the Nie family in a daze for half a day.

  Nie Mengshan snorted coldly, "This kind of trash deserves to die. If Chu Shidi doesn't take action, I'll chop him into a million pieces."

  It seems that in Yan's eyes, Duanmu Huang was as fragile as a three-year-old child.

  Feeling the aura of superiority emanating from Nie Mengshan and Chu Yi, Nie Pingshan couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart, "I'm completely not on the same level as them, the distance is too far."

  At this moment, the vast Hu family village was filled with blood and turned into a desolate land. After this battle, out of the two thousand members of the Hu family, only about a hundred survived. Even Hu Yanxue, the patriarch who possessed the cultivation of the fusion period, fell at the hands of the Xuan Tie Guard. As for the remaining elderly, weak, women and children of the Hu family, as well as the Nie and Lü families who had also suffered heavy losses, they were not spared either.

  After tonight, the three major families of Dashicheng will become two, and the Hu family is already in name only.

  This time, the one who led the team was Lü Zhen, the younger brother of the head of the Lü family. During the fusion period, the two families were originally allies, and in terms of overall strength, the Lü family should have been slightly stronger than the Niè family. But now it's completely different.

  Let's not mention the heavy losses of the two major families under Xuan Tie Wei's massacre. Even if the number of surviving elites in Nie's family is only half that of Lü's, with Nie Man Shan and Chu Yi, these two terrifying existences, Lü Zhen has begun to worry whether Nie's family will take action against this group of people at this time. If so, it's likely that Lü's family won't be able to last long either and will follow in the footsteps of Hu's family.

  "Nie Er Gongzi, I must immediately report tonight's events to our clan brother and take a step ahead."

  Lü Zhen thought the more he thought, the more dangerous it was, so he bid farewell and hastily led the remnants to leave, making Nie Pingshan somewhat inexplicable.

  "Second brother, let's go back. What happened tonight, you'll tell me everything from start to finish when we get home. This matter isn't over yet." Nie Mengshan was usually calm and devoted to his cultivation, but seeing the heavy casualties among his kin, he couldn't quench his anger.

  "Sigh, everything can be discussed when we get home, but you're back, and that's better than anything!"

  Nie Ping Shan let out a long sigh. Once again, he went forward to greet Chu Yi with courtesy, and he was the one who had personally witnessed Chu Yi's astonishing cultivation. In Nie Ping Shan's eyes, if Nie Man was a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, then Chu Yi was a dragon rising from the sea. Just thinking about Chu Yi's terrifying aura made Nie Ping Shan feel a slight chill in his heart, even though they were friends and not enemies.

  The Governor's Mansion, the leader of the Xuan Tie Guard who had withdrawn early in the morning with a bad premonition was now kneeling before Long Po Tian, meticulously reporting to him all the events that had transpired tonight.

  "It's not your fault, get up."

  Long Po Tian's heart ached for his elite Iron Guard, now reduced to thirty-six men, yet his expression remained as solemn as ever. He waved his hand, signaling the commander to rise, and furrowed his brow in contemplation.

  "Are you certain that Duan Junhang died at the hands of another?" Long Potian suddenly asked after a while.

  "I report to Your Excellency, after I ordered the crowd of Xuan Tie guards to retreat, I did not leave, but instead hid outside the Hu manor to monitor the situation inside and out. I dare to stake my life on it, that Duan Junhang indeed died at the hands of the person who arrived with Nie Mengshan."

  Moreover, this person also seems to be the one who severely injured Bai Huo Dao Ren and made him retreat with injuries.

  "Fire Worshiper, this useless thing, all these years don't know how many precious resources have been wasted by the governor, and yet a Golden Elixir True Man can't even defeat a Spirit Movement Period cultivator." Long Po Tian coldly snorted, clearly extremely annoyed at Fire Worshiper's incompetence.

  "Nie's family now has a powerful backer, so it's inconvenient for him to make another move for the time being. However, even if Ben doesn't take action himself, someone else will do it in his place."

  Long Po Tian sank his voice and ordered, "You immediately rush to the Qingshen Sect overnight, tell them that the Hu family has been annihilated, and all the things about their disciples being killed by others. Xing Ji is a person who always repays debts of gratitude, Duan Jun Hang was his most devoted apprentice, now he died inexplicably, and the worldly attachment of Qingshen Sect, the Hu family, was also slaughtered. He will definitely come to take revenge, at that time we only need to watch the good show."

  He nodded and left, Long Po Tian stretched out his hand towards the dark corner of the hall behind him and beckoned, a man with an aura of eerie blackness around him, like a ghost, suddenly flashed out from the shadows, knelt down and said: "Gui Pu is here."

  Long Po Tian's mouth corners slightly twitched, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes as he said: "The Hu family has less than a hundred people left, you go once, cut the grass and eliminate the roots, don't leave any survivors."

  "Yes."

  The man who claimed to be a ghost servant indeed had a body like a ghost, and after responding with a sound, his body had already floated dozens of meters away in an instant. This degree was not inferior even compared to Chu Yi.

  "A great achievement is ruined by a single mistake, but the outcome of this game has yet to be decided."

  In the grand hall, Long Po Tian took a few steps forward, his divine sense stirring slightly. He then strode out of the grand hall and saw Bai Huo Dao Ren descending from mid-air, looking disheveled and defeated. With a furious expression, he bellowed: "Long Po Tian, when you said it was an easy task, did you mean going up against the elite disciples of the Nine Great Sects? You're really asking for death! Your audacity is simply too great!"

  "The leader's anger has subsided, this is unexpected."

  Long Po Tian's expression changed from its previous solemnity, and he smiled: "This time I've troubled Daozhang, and I'm also quite uneasy about it. I'll take care of this matter myself, and absolutely won't disturb Daozhang again. The two Han brothers' corpses are now placed in the Qian Hall, their spirits taken. Daozhang just focus on closed-door meditation to refine your dan."

  The Taoist who worshipped fire heard this and the fire in his heart gradually dissipated. He nodded slightly, didn't say much, and walked straight towards the grand hall.

  Ryūko Tensei always wore a faint smile and followed Sōsuke. With an air of being at a loss for words, yet trying to curry favor.

  As he stepped into the hall, the Fire Taoist raised his eyes to look around, but there was no sign of even half a spiritual material. Just as he was wondering, he suddenly felt a severe pain in his back, and a bloody palm emerged from his chest, draining his vital energy for thousands of miles, which was then absorbed into another person's body by an unusual force.

  At a critical moment of life and death, Zhang, a Taoist who worships fire, spat out a golden elixir. He fiercely threw it at the person who was sneaking up behind him to attack.

  "It's just a small golden pill, I also have"

  The dragon's face revealed a ferocious color as it broke through the cold sky, letting out a cold laugh. It also opened its mouth and spat out a golden elixir that shone with dazzling brilliance, which collided with the golden elixir of the Fire Worshiper at the same time.

  Similarly, they were both golden elixirs, but with this collision, it was clear who was superior and inferior. The golden elixir of the Fire Worshiper was completely suppressed. A fine crack had actually reappeared on the surface of the elixir.

  To know that the Golden Elixir is the essence of the cultivator's own life force, refined and condensed. Any Golden Elixir cultivator's elixir is at least equivalent to a top-grade spiritual artifact, unbreakable.

  The golden elixir of Long Po Tian was able to easily suppress the shattered golden elixir of Bai Huo Dao Ren, firstly because he indeed had overwhelming strength. More importantly, Bai Huo Dao Ren was currently at his weakest moment, previously in his battle with Chu Yi, not only did his golden elixir shatter, but he also suffered a loss of lifespan and blood escape, his strength had already been greatly discounted, adding to the fact that Long Po Tian's sneak attack heavily injured his physical body, and he was now using some sort of strange divine ability to absorb Bai Huo Dao Ren's vital energy.

  It was under this Jiang's rise that such a result occurred.

  At the same time, an even stranger thing happened. The golden elixir that Long Po Tian spat out broke through the layers of elixir energy and collided with the golden elixir of the Fire Worshiper, but this time, the two did not bounce off each other. Instead, they seemed to stick together like glue.

  The barely holding on Bai Huo Dao person only felt that the connection between himself and the Golden Elixir had suddenly weakened by half, their lives linked like two arms of a single body, yet the Golden Elixir which was once so obedient to his will now seemed to be disobeying him.

  "Kowtowing to the fire, thank you for sending this generous gift. After absorbing your Golden Elixir's original energy, my strength will increase by at least two levels. Even in the underworld, I'll make sure you become a well-informed ghost. Remember, this is the great divine technique of devouring the moon and swallowing the heaven, don't think that just because it's you or me who swallowed it, even if one of the nine Golden Elixir True Men were to come out, I could still swallow them."

  Growing weaker and weaker. The increasingly blurred consciousness of the fire-worshiping Daoist heard these words, and a hint of unprecedented horror flashed through his extremely painful expression.

  "Swallowing the sun and moon, this is one of the divine arts of the Xuantian Sect. Long Po Tian is just a mortal sect leader, how did he cultivate such an astonishing and shocking divine art?"

  Wear

  Suddenly, a loud and crazy laughter was heard. The last bit of yuan force in the body of the Fire Worshiper was completely drained, and the golden elixir he spat out also merged into Long Po Tian's golden elixir.

  The road is cool and dead, with no remaining trickle of water.

  Inside the Nie Manor, all three generations of the Nie family have gathered. For some unknown reason, after learning about the twists and turns that occurred in the Hu Manor overnight, Patriarch Nie unexpectedly went against his usual behavior and strictly ordered his clansmen to seal their mouths and not seek revenge or an explanation from the controller of the Xuan Tie Guard, Dragon Break Sky, the Governor of Daxia City.

  Now everyone gathered together, not to discuss this matter, but to celebrate Nie Mengshan's return.

  When he learned that Nie Mengshan and Chu Yi were both direct disciples of the Supreme Mysterious Yang Sect, even Old Master Nie couldn't control his excitement, almost jumping three feet high.

  All along, the Nie family has acknowledged that they are inferior to the Lü family in the same city. It's not that the overall strength of the Nie family is much weaker than that of the Lü family, but rather because the eldest daughter of the Lü family is an inner disciple of the Gālàn Temple.

  But now, the Lü family's reliance is completely incomparable to that of the Niě family.

  They are both among the top nine, with no superior or inferior, the direct disciples of Xuanyang Sect and the inner disciples of Gela Temple, the difference between them is not just a little bit, now as for Nie Meng's achievements, even if the Nie family goes to Tai Xuan Holy Land to seek a place, it is already enough, let alone in this Dashu City.

  Twenty-three years later, Nie Mengshan was reunited with his family again, and it was also a turbulent mood. As a true immortal family, almost everyone in the direct line of the clan started practicing from an early age. Although it is possible that the final achievement will only stop at the foundation period, or even the innate boundary, in the mortal world, this is already considered to be extremely good fortune.

  Nie Mengshan had prepared gifts for his family members, all of which were items that cultivators would use: spirit stones, medicinal pellets, magical artifacts, and talismans. Each gift was tailored to the individual's needs. The most precious gift belonged to the old master of the Nie clan, consisting of two ordinary yet extraordinary spiritual instruments, one for offense and one for defense.

  Nie Mengshan may not have the billions of assets like Chu Yinan, but just to prepare these gifts, he spent half of his savings over the years. After all, not everyone has a Hongmeng space.

  After Nie Mengshan finished distributing, Chu Yi also smiled and took out a gift that had been prepared early in the morning from the storage space, eight dan medicines were placed in a delicate jade gourd.

  Just opened the calabash, and a refreshing fragrance came out, which was refreshing and invigorating when inhaled.

  "Chu Shi Di, this gift is really too expensive!"

  Nie Mengshan was a connoisseur and as soon as he smelled the fragrance of the medicine, he knew the origin of this elixir and couldn't help but exclaim.

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