Chapter 33: Getting Revenge for Yourself
The Hidden Immortal Pavilion stronghold that Lin Yi was talking about was located in a valley a hundred miles south of Hengshui City.
It was not far away, so the two of them flew directly to it with their imperial weapons.
The valley was set up with a misty illusion formation, and the two of them entered a underground palace, with a night pearl inlaid on the inner wall of the corridor.
"Spirit gathering formation, small spiritual land? Brother Lin's handiwork is not small."
Lu Changan looked around and marveled.
Before entering the underground palace, he swept it with his divine sense and there was no ambush.
"Haha, I was fortunate enough to discover this underground spring some years ago to be able to cultivate the spiritual land. Of course, the cultivation effect here is definitely not as good as a first-order spirit vein."
Lin Yi laughed and said with a slight flash of his gaze.
Fortunate to have discovered it?
Lu Changan smiled but did not say, unless the luck is particularly good, deep underground springs, which can be easily found.
"I really can't hide it from brother Lu."
Lin Yi sighed and revealed the truth, "This underground spring, is I killed a loose cultivator, from the other side of the mouth to know. In order to facilitate cultivation, I simply built my stronghold here."
There are many stone halls in the underground palace, and on the way, I met two mundane martial arts masters.
"Pavilion Master."
Walking up to a stone hall, there was someone guarding the doorway, a loose cultivator at the second level of Qi Refining.
Lin Yi nodded and led Lu Changan into the stone hall.
A choking smell of medicinal herbs mixed with charcoal fire came out.
Lu Chang'an fixed his eyes and saw that deep in the stone hall there was a dan furnace with some spirit wood charcoal underneath.
In front of the furnace, there was a disheveled man with a disheveled face, his legs broken at the knees, controlling the fire under the furnace.
"Pavilion Master Lin."
The scruffy man turned his head, respectful and fawning.
"Fellow Daoist Lu...... is here as well?"
Seeing Lu Chang'an, the scruffy man was stunned for a moment and then revealed a pleasing smile.
"Xia Feilun?"
Lu Chang'an was taken aback, barely recognizing the other party from the haggard face.
"That's right, it's Xia Felun."
Lin Yi gave his affirmation with a smile on his face.
"Fellow Daoist Lu should be curious as to how he got here."
"Two months ago, this person was struck by the Golden Cloud Valley Battle and expelled from the clan. After leaving the clan, the scattered cultivators who had been pitted by inferior and poisonous pills in the past, rallied to take revenge and beat him to death. In the end, I was kind enough to save him and provide him with a stable job......." Lin Yi explained the causes and consequences.
During the narration, Xia Feilun secretly cast a pleading gaze at Lu Chang'an.
Lu Changan glanced at his legs, broken at the knee, too flat.
His cultivation had fallen to the second level of Qi Refining, and there seemed to be a restriction placed on his body as well.
Lu Chang'an pondered and did not plead for Xia Feilun.
The first time I saw him was ten years ago at the Immortal Gathering Center.
Xia Feilun, as an apprentice alchemist, was so proud of his status that he treated the three of them with contempt, and even taunted Lu Chang'an with his words.
He also tried to sell bad pills to Lu Changan and the others.
Who would have guessed that he would now be caught by Lin Yi in a small black room and become an alchemy tool man.
"Brother Xia work well, as long as you alchemize pills for me for twenty years and repay the favor of saving your life, at that time release you to go back and reunite with your wife and daughter."
Lin Yi laughed, his heart was free.
Leaving the Alchemy Stone Hall.
Lu Changan sold a batch of talismans to Lin Yi.
Previously, Lin Yi mainly bought basic talismans and first-order talismans.
This time, he bought a small number of medium-grade talismans.
Once again, he refused Lin Yi's invitation to be the Deputy Pavilion Master.
Lu Changan harnessed his magic weapon and left the stronghold of the Hidden Immortal Pavilion.
......
Half a month later, Lu Chang'an rode a spirit pony and galloped along the official road.
A long line of carriages appeared in the distance.
Lu Chang'an didn't think much about it and was ready to cross the road until he sensed the fluctuation of mana, and there was more than one source.
There are Immortal Cultivators?
Lu Chang'an thought about it and rode into the nearby mountains.
Not long after, a caravan of at least a hundred people came marching by.
Most of them were mortals, but at least one or two dozen of them had fluctuations of magic power.
"Huh! Zheng Centipede!"
On a tall spirit colt sat a dark-skinned strong man with a centipede-like scar on his cheek that nearly spread to his neck.
This person was the only remaining 9th level Qi Practicing Elder of the Zheng Clan.
Lu Changan had an impression because twelve years ago, Zheng Centipede had led a team to intercept their batch of Immortal Seedlings.
In that battle, only six of the ten Immortal Saplings were left dead.
Lu Changan was running his Evergreen Kung Fu, his breath was collected and he was like a dead tree. Even Zheng Centipede, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, could not detect his prying eyes.
"Zheng Centipede is bringing his clan to migrate?"
Recalling the two clans' dispute three years ago, the Zheng Clan of Bamboo Leaf Mountain submitted to the Maple Leaf Huang Clan.
At this moment, Zheng Centipede is leaving with his clan, clearly not wanting to be subordinate and intending to find another place to develop and continue the Zheng Family as an Immortal Cultivation Clan.
If the Zheng Centipede clan continues to rely on the Huang Clan, the fate of the Zheng Clan will be to be completely subsumed by the former.
Lu Chang'an came from an Immortal Cultivation family in his previous life and understands the importance that these families place on bloodline inheritance.
The caravan has gone far away.
Lu Chang'an was about to continue his journey.
At this time, two horses appeared on the official road, a man and a woman walking slowly, sometimes looking around or checking if there are any pursuers behind them.
"This journey is safe and sound, Mu and Huang families didn't make a move. For the face of the Zhou family, they might have really let us go."
A round-faced middle-aged man at the sixth level of Qi cultivation said.
"Unfortunately, Yan'er's revenge has not been avenged. With this departure, there is more than when we will be able to take revenge in our lifetimes."
The ugly woman at the fifth level of Qi Refining beside him said with an unwilling face.
"Revenge? How many times have you mentioned it along the way? That Lu Changan has been hiding in the Mu family, how could he give you a chance?"
The round-faced middle-aged man said impatiently.
He also wanted to help his sister Zheng Feng to take revenge, but he did not expect Lu Chang'an to be so meticulous, and had not heard of him coming out in the past ten years.
"Do you guys think that Mister Lu has been hiding from your revenge all these years?"
A voice of three parts surprise and three parts amusement rang out.
"What man!"
Zheng Feng and Zheng Dong were taken aback.
Only to see that a white-robed young man riding a spirit pony came out of the mountain forest in no hurry.
"Lu Changan?!"
The ugly woman Zheng Feng stared wide-eyed, first stunned, then jelous, revealing a cruel smile. "There is a way to heaven and you don't go, how dare you send yourself to the door?"
Zheng Feng rubbed her eyes, the fat on her face trembled, almost suspecting that she was hallucinating.
In her sleep, she had met Lu Chang'an more than once or twice.
"What's that smell?"
Zheng Dong's nose was loose and felt wrong, his body was suddenly loose and weak, and it was difficult to breathe.
"Not good, toxic......"
Two people's faces, surfaced brown spots, body shaking.
"Little thief! You even poisoned--"
Looking upwind at Lu Changan, Zheng Feng with a face of resentment and unwillingness, struggling to take the antidote from the storage bag.
Snort! Snort!
The middle-grade magic weapon flying shuttle was like cold lightning, flashing in mid-air, two blood flowers splattered about ten feet.
Not waiting for the poison of "Eroded Marrow" to take full effect, Lu Chang'an's hand raised his sword and chopped off the heads of the two men.
Lu Chang'an went up to them and took their storage pouches.
Lu Chang'an rode a spirit pony, put a wind speed talisman on it, and rode away in the wind.
The Zheng Centipede on the other side was a mile or two away, so Lu Changan wasn't worried about being caught up.
......
After a long time.
Zheng Centipede, who realized something was wrong, flew through the air with his big sword.
Seeing the two corpses festering on the ground, Zheng Centipede's face was unsightly and he looked around vigilantly.
"This is the poison of...... Marrow Etching Scatter?"
After carefully examining the corpses, Zheng Centipede couldn't help but exclaim in shock.
He knew that Zheng Yuanhua had this kind of poison in his hands.
Zheng Yuanhua died strangely during that operation to receive Ge Danshi, and they later suspected that he died at the hands of the evil cultivator Liang Shaotian.
Because at that point in time, the old ancestors of both families were at the frontline mines.
The Mu family only had a ninth level of Qi Refining in the family, it was impossible to threaten Zheng Yuanhua's life.
Zheng Centipede's face was cloudy, and he didn't have a clue for a short period of time.
He didn't dare to stay and migrated with his clansmen in fear that the Mu family or the Huang family wouldn't let go of his lineage.
......
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This is the only thing we've got. Looks like the Zheng family is down and out."
Half an hour later, Lu Changan cleared the loot in his storage bag.
The two mid-stage Qi Refinement stages only provided less than a hundred Spirit Stones, three lower-grade magic weapons, and a pitifully small amount of other resources such as pills.
Those three pieces of lower-grade magic weapons can only find another opportunity to sell the loot later.
Lu Changan decided to take revenge because he saw that the two of them were alone, and neither of them had advanced to the late stage of Qi Refining, so he could easily kill them.
Moreover, the Zheng family, even if the murderer is presumed to be him, he still does not have the ability to take revenge.
......
After ten days.
Lu Changan returned to Fei Yue Villa and inquired about the Zheng family.
The Zheng family lineage has indeed migrated away.
It is said that Zheng Centipede personally went to the Imperial Beast Zhou Family to plead for safety.
The Zhou family did not want the Huang family to grow in power, so they sent word to the two families not to pursue the Zheng family's migrated lineage.
Returning to the compound.
Lu Chang'an took out a spirit pet bag from his bosom and opened the pocket ban.
Zee!
A large, brownish-yellow rat demon jumped out of the spirit pet bag.
It was the Earth Rock Rat.
"After raising you for three years, you haven't even advanced to the late first stage. If you don't break through again, I'll sell you to the mines."
Lu Changan threatened and took out a two hundred year old spirit fruit from his storage bag and threw it to the Ground Rock Rat.
"Squeak......"
The ground rock rat's eyes glowed as it frantically nibbled on the fruit.
Since the precious medicinal materials on hand are not easy to sell, it is better to use them to feed the spirit pets, although it is a bit of a waste of money.
Lu Changan waved his hand and let the rock rat drill down from the basement of the house to the ground.
Two years ago, he signed a spirit pet contract with the rock rat, no longer need to rely on the Royal Beast Brand.
The spirit pet pouch was purchased from a clan member at the September House.
Because the Royal Beast Zhou Clan was the dominant power in the neighborhood, some spirit pets or spirit pet bags were relatively circulated in the surrounding area.
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