Volume 3: Supreme Mysterious Yang Chapter 89: The Great Xia Nie Family
In the east of the city, in a huge estate that covers an area of thousands of mu, Nie family's old master sat in the main hall, with Nie Yuanshan and Nie Qianli, his son and grandson, sitting on either side of him, discussing something.
"Father, we can't bear it any longer. Others have already stepped on our heads. If we don't take action now, the NIE family will no longer have a foothold in Dashacheng."
Nie Ping's tone was no longer calm, and the suppressed anger burst out: "You let me lead the eighteen Shadow Guards to go, I will definitely be able to thoroughly uproot the Hu family. This kind of suddenly emerging new family, what foundation do they have? As long as we exert strong pressure, can't we just pull them out by the roots?"
Nie Ping Shan rarely gets ruthless, but once he makes up his mind to be ruthless, he is completely unscrupulous.
It was about a few years ago that the Hu family in the south of the city suddenly rose to prominence. This was just a small family with only over a hundred people, and it couldn't even enter the eyes of the Nie family, which was a huge clan. However, this unremarkable small family burst forth like a geyser in just five short years, developing and growing at an astonishing speed that left people speechless. By now, it has already become a force to be reckoned with, able to stand on equal footing with the Nie family's wealthy and powerful clan.
Daxia City was originally controlled by the Nie and Lü families, but now it also includes the Hu family, which has advantages in many areas that the Nie and Lü families cannot match.
In these years, the Nie and Lü families have not reduced their oppression of the Hu family, but each time they were cleverly dodged or blocked by the latter, and as a result, the Hu family has developed to the point where its power surpasses that of the Nie and Lü families.
This time, due to the excavation of a rich mineral source in the suburbs, a unprecedented conflict arose among the three major families. So far, hundreds of people have died for this reason, including even some monks who were carefully cultivated by the three major families.
For a family in the secular world, the cultivators nurtured within the clan are the true manifestation of their strength and also the foundation of the family.
In this round of contention for the mine, two foundation-building period cultivators from the Nie family died. These were all elites within the clan that the Nie family had produced after piling up countless resources, and yet they died without leaving any trace behind. Even if Old Master Nie was in a good mood, he would have to take action now. Although he knew clearly that this would lead to even greater losses for the family, many times you just don't have a choice.
The eighteen Shadow Guards are the true backbone of the Nie family, and they were eighteen orphans who were absolutely loyal to the Nie family, cultivated by the older generation of Nie family patriarchs since their time in power.
These eighteen people are of similar age, and as of now, they have all exceeded the age of one hundred, but this age is not considered anything for these cultivators who are at least at the foundation establishment peak stage.
Nie Ping Shan's proposal indeed moved Old Man Nie, to mobilize the eighteen Shadow Guards and thoroughly uproot the Hu family? Although according to intelligence, the Hu family's powerful backer was a mid-sized Cultivation Sect called "Qingling Sect". But it was only an attachment and couldn't be considered a side sect of the Qingling Sect.
As long as things are done neatly, it's unlikely that the people of "Qingling Zong" will come to trouble you. As a transcendent being who has escaped the mundane world, they won't bother with such worldly affairs.
Moreover, if we really want to compare the backing of mountains, the Nie family can also bring up the fact that they have the support of the unparalleled and supreme sect, the Xuanyang Sect. The old master of the Nie family had a son in his later years and named him Mie Shan. Due to his extraordinary talent and unmatched divine power, he encountered a fortuitous encounter with an immortal and was taken in as a disciple by a high-ranking figure. Calculating the time, it has already been twenty-three years since Nie Mie Shan became a disciple of the Xuanyang Sect.
"Qian Li, what's your take on this."
After a long deliberation, Old Master Nie blinked his eyes and cast his gaze at his clansman who was dressed as a Confucian scholar on the left side, asking faintly.
"What Ping Shan said can be done."
Nie Qianli narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly, "The mine in the suburbs is an extremely rare Ling Stone vein. If we can monopolize this place, our Nie family's assets will at least increase tenfold, or even more. My brother should also be aware of the preciousness of Ling Stone. If we control the mine, in the future, when we cultivate elite children, whether in terms of quantity or quality, there will be a huge leap forward. With time, the Lu family will definitely be swallowed up by us, and at that time, the entire Daxia City will be our Nie family's domain."
I heard that Nie Qianli planned a beautiful blueprint, but instead of being delighted, Old Master Nie's face sank and he said coldly: "At your age, you still can't change your arrogant and distant personality. The reason why our Nie family has been able to stand for nearly a thousand years, even through the rise and fall of dynasties, is because of one word: 'stability'."
"The eldest daughter of the Lyu family is an inner disciple of the Kalan Temple, not someone we can afford to offend. Moreover, we have been allied with the Lyu family against the Hu family for years. While it's necessary to be cautious, it's also important not to harbor malicious intentions. The idea of monopolizing the mine source ends here, and this matter will not be discussed again. Hmph."
The old man's words left no room for sentiment, and Nie Qian's face turned red and white, but he didn't dare to make a move. He lowered his head, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes as he replied, "Elder brother is right, it was my mistake."
At this moment, Nie Yuanshan, who had not spoken a word until now, spoke up: "Father, in my opinion, since the Lü family has joined forces with us and you have no intention of monopolizing the mine, we cannot be the only ones to destroy the Hu family. We need to work together with the Lü family. Moreover, you also know that two of our clan's elites were killed by the current head of the Hu family, who is said to have already reached the eighth boundary of fusion and is extremely powerful. The Eighteen Shadow Guards are strong, but it's hard to guarantee that there won't be any accidents. The Lü family must also have a hidden trump card. If we play our trump card, can't we also ask them to match us? Isn't that right?"
Three thousand miles east of Dashacheng, two flashes of light broke through the sky, and it was none other than Chu Yi and Nie Manshan.
"Nie Shixiong, look at the mountain peak below, it's filled with spiritual energy, and there are temples and pavilions everywhere. I suppose it must be the headquarters of some sect?"
Having heard Chu Yi's words, Nie Mengshan nodded thoughtfully and said: "That is the territory of Qingling Sect. This Qingling Sect is the closest Daoist sect to Dashu City and can only be considered a medium-sized sect. It is said that their sect master is a Golden Dan True Person, with six disciples under him, each having achieved the Lingdong period cultivation. They are known as the Six Heroes of Qingling and have some reputation in this region."
Nie Mengshan has been away from home for over twenty years, but he was born into a prestigious and wealthy family, and since childhood had been taught many things, so at this time recalling them, he could speak of them with great fluency.
At the same moment when Nie Meng's voice fell, Chu Yi suddenly blurted out a sentence: "Is this Qingling Sect good or evil?"
"Why does my junior brother ask this?"
Nie Mengshan let out a sudden cry, wanting to say something, but also feeling something strange, and so he stopped talking, his face slightly sinking, his eyes fixed on the two azure flying swords that were rapidly slashing towards the two of them.
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