Chapter 137: Great Vengeance Avenged (Please vote for monthly tickets)
Chapter 137: Great Vengeance Avenged (Please vote for monthly tickets)
Jin Ya Laoguai was quite pleased with himself.
He was a Qi Refinement Perfected cultivator. Seeing the Thirty-Six Islands Alliance's unstoppable momentum, he naturally joined the allied army.
Usually, he'd slack off in battles, but this time, in assaulting Dragon Fish Island, he bravely led the charge, storming into the Spirit Herb Valley.
"The old residence of the Zhong Clan is eyed by the top three families; this old man disdains to fight for it."
"Haha, I'm rich, I'm rich! I never expected there would still be so many unharvested spiritual herbs in this Spirit Herb Valley. . ."
"Hmm? A junior dares to block me?"
Jin Ya Laoguai saw a cultivator dressed like a fisherman blocking his way and was instantly enraged.
He was a grand expert at Qi Refinement Perfected. With no Foundation Establishment cultivators around, he was among the strongest in the first echelon. It was already generous of him not to rob others, yet someone dared to rob him?
Then, he saw the fisherman extend his right hand and grasp his superior-grade artifact, the "Profound Gold Saber. " The five fingers were like iron pincers; no matter how he urged it, the Profound Gold Saber wailed mournfully but could not break free.
Rip! Rip!
The lingering saber qi ripped through the straw hat and rain cape. . . revealing a tall figure clad in silver-white armor beneath the rain cape!
"This. . . Silver-armored Demon? !"
Jin Ya Laoguai shrieked, his expression changing like a dye shop, from red to white, then white to pale green, becoming incredibly "colorful": "Aren't you dead?"
He had encountered this person over thirty years ago and had been traumatized, even developing a Foundation Establishment heart demon that prevented him from making that breakthrough.
It wasn't until he heard news of the other party's demise that Jin Ya Laoguai felt his heart demon gradually dissipate, and he began to plan a sprint to the Foundation Establishment stage before his lifespan ran out.
But. . .
What the hell? ! Why was that person here? !
Jin Ya Laoguai shrieked, like a young girl encountering a bandit, and turned to flee.
The next moment, he saw a blood-red arm, several zhang long, descend from the sky like a fly swatter!
Splat!
Jin Ya Laoguai was slammed violently into the earth, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, clearly heavily wounded by a single strike!
"You. . . you. . ."
He stared at the approaching silver-armored figure, feeling his worst nightmare replay, his Dao heart on the verge of shattering: "Don't you dare come any closer. . ."
"Any last words?"
To keep Jin Ya Laoguai from escaping, Fang Xi had actually used his full power, striking horizontally with one arm of his Primal Chaos True Body, which allowed him to catch the man by surprise and heavily wound him.
Now that he was beside Jin Ya Laoguai, he wasn't afraid of any tricks the man might pull.
"Ruan Xing Ling misled me! ! !"
Jin Ya Laoguai uttered his last words in a hoarse voice, then Fang Xi's kick shattered his heart meridians.
"What does Ruan Xing Ling have to do with this? Oh? You thought she was deceiving you?"
Fang Xi nodded, picking up Jin Ya Laoguai's storage bag.
His Divine Consciousness probed inside, revealing many good items.
Not to mention the numerous jade boxes filled with spiritual herbs, at the center of the storage bag's space lay an exquisite pill furnace, entirely crafted from what seemed to be purple jade.
"A superior-grade artifact—the Purple Jade Cauldron? !"
"Excellent, I was just missing a good pill refining furnace."
Fang Xi nodded, feeling quite satisfied, then looked towards the building: "The six of you, come out!"
Under his Divine Consciousness, nothing could hide.
Six figures appeared, all of them late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators.
The burly man leading them stepped forward, handing over a storage bag: "Senior, this is our haul. We'll also yield this place to you. May we inquire if we are permitted to leave?"
"Mm, go."
Fang Xi nodded.
The six felt as if they had received a great amnesty and fled the Spirit Herb Valley as if flying.
"Big Brother. . . why didn't we fight? There was only one of them. . ."
One of the simple-minded younger brothers couldn't help but ask.
"Idiot! He could even see through Big Brother's 'Mist Barrier Pearl,' so he's most likely cultivated Divine Consciousness. . . Didn't you see Jin Ya Laoguai died, and Big Brother still called him 'Senior'? That's a Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator!"
The youngest sister among the six rolled her eyes, lowering her voice: "If you want to die, don't drag us with you!"
"He's a Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator? !"
The second brother gasped, then quickly covered his mouth, lowering his voice: "This person is too shameless! He didn't even go to the main residence, instead he came to snatch these scraps from us! Our efforts were all for naught this time, should we go look elsewhere?"
"Let's go!"
The leader of the six, after pondering for a moment, made his decision: "Even Foundation Establishment cultivators are sneaking in. The battle in the main residence is bound to be even more brutal. Our lives are more important, let's leave first. . ."
While cultivators never lack the courage to strive, there are also those who know when to retreat from the torrent.
If one only charges forward recklessly, it's easy to become like a rigid object that breaks easily!
...
The Zhong Clan's Main Residence.
Lights of various spell battles erupted from every courtyard, and cultivators died everywhere.
Lu Guo huddled in a corner, regretting deeply why he had followed the main force in.
Not far away, Tai Shu He controlled a jade flying sword, his laughter echoing across the fields: "Zhong Clan, you have come to this day!"
He manipulated the jade flying sword, weaving back and forth. Every sword strike invariably claimed the life of a Zhong Clan member clad in a flying fish daoist robe.
"Stop!"
An aged shout rang out, and the jade flying sword collided with a shield made of countless fish scales.
Tai Shu He scoffed, looking at the old man with crane hair and chicken skin who had attacked: "Zhong Qing Hao, you of the 'Qing' generation haven't breathed your last yet? But it's probably only a matter of days now, isn't it?"
In his perception, the old man's life was like a flickering candle in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment.By this point, a cultivator's spiritual energy would also weaken.
Even if this person was at the tenth level of Qi Refinement, they were no longer a threat.
"Even if this old man dies, I'll drag you villains down with me! Though this old man perishes, my Zhong Clan shall not fall. . ."
Zhong Qing Hao, trembling, pulled out a yellowed, tattered talisman paper.
The talisman paper looked like a common item from a rogue cultivator's street stall. On its body, only a small green knife was depicted.
The moment it was taken out, Tai Shu He's eyes widened, and he turned to flee: "Talisman Treasure? You still have a Talisman Treasure? !"
"You guessed right! How could a frog at the bottom of a well like you possibly imagine the depths of my Zhong Clan's heritage? Die for this old man!"
Zhong Qing Hao poured spiritual energy into it, and the Talisman Treasure emitted powerful spiritual energy fluctuations. A small jade knife appeared, aiming directly at Tai Shu He.
Puff!
With a flash of the knife's light, Tai Shu He's superior-grade artifact shield and spiritual energy barrier were torn and pierced through by a green ray as easily as paper.
Tai Shu He lowered his head, staring at the bloody mark on his chest, muttering: "I'm not reconciled. . ."
He had clearly led the Tai Shu family to destroy the Zhong Clan, on the verge of accomplishing a grand feat that even his ancestors couldn't achieve, to dominate Myriad Islands Lake. How, how could he possibly die here?
Puff! Puff!
Before he plunged into darkness, Tai Shu He watched the jade knife Talisman Treasure wreak havoc, sending away the most crucial experts of the 'Three Upper Families' one by one, making him even more unwilling to die.
Bang!
Tai Shu He's corpse fell to the ground, and the other Qi Refinement experts suffered the same fate.
"Old Ancestor's might!"
The remaining Zhong Clan cultivators were filled with joy, when suddenly a figure appeared behind Zhong Qing Hao. A pale, delicate hand had already pierced through the fish-scale shield and the Old Ancestor's chest!
"Alright, you should be content with dragging so many people along on your journey."
"As for this Talisman Treasure, I'll gladly accept it."
A strange tone emerged from the black-robed figure's mouth.
"Foundation Establishment. . ."
Zhong Qing Hao wanted to manipulate the Talisman Treasure to retaliate, but he couldn't utter a word. Black flames erupted from his seven orifices, instantly turning him into a pile of ashes.
The jade flying knife, losing its master's control, flashed once and transformed into a talisman, slowly drifting down from mid-air.
"Hehe. . . truly a good item, but unfortunately, it can only be used one more time."
The black-robed figure caught the jade knife Talisman Treasure and waved a hand casually.
Clusters of dark demonic flames flew towards the Zhong Clan cultivators. No matter what defensive artifact they had, it turned to ash under the black demonic flames.
Meanwhile, this person grandly walked into the Zhong Clan's treasure vault and began to loot extensively.
Not far away, several figures also clad in black robes implicitly began searching for supplies.
In the corner, Lu Guo clutched an invisibility talisman tightly in his hand, watching everything unfold in stunned silence. . .
...
"See him build up high towers, see him feast his guests, see his towers crumble. . ."
Fang Xi emerged from the Spirit Herb Valley, looking at the burning Zhong Clan mansion, but did not go back inside.
He hadn't forgotten that this battle of Myriad Islands Lake actually involved a third-party demonic cultivator force!
Therefore, Fang Xi chose to quit while he was ahead, quietly departing Dragon Fish Island.
"Hmm?"
He was about to release his Horned Dragon to travel, when his eyes suddenly twitched. He noticed several streaks of dark light flying out from the Zhong Clan mansion, fleeing in different directions.
Several of them were too close, causing him to instinctively sweep them with his Divine Consciousness.
"To meet again. . . what a fate!"
Fang Xi discovered that one of them was none other than Situ Ying!
This person was wearing a human skin mask, disguised as an ordinary bandit cultivator, and was flying towards the lake.
"I once said, don't ever fall into my hands. . ."
"Now, it's time for that vow to come true."
Fang Xi released his Black Feather Boat, speeding along like the wind and lightning, chasing Situ Ying.
"Hmm? Someone's chasing me? Courting death!"
Situ Ying deliberately slowed down, tacitly moving away from Dragon Fish Island with Fang Xi, before finally turning around: "You dare to rob your grandpa?"
He was a late-stage Qi Refinement cultivator, who also practiced demonic arts and had endured many battles. He believed himself to have few rivals among Qi Refinement cultivators.
The next instant, Situ Ying's expression abruptly changed: "Silver-armored Demon? !"
Whoosh!
But Fang Xi gave him no chance whatsoever.
He held the Profound Iron Sword with both hands, his Primal Chaos True Body manifesting. A giant palm, supporting him, suddenly flicked!
A red line flashed, sweeping past Situ Ying's position.
Situ Ying's expression was pale. He tried to say something, but a blood-red mark appeared on his forehead, sweeping downwards across his nose bridge, chin, chest, and abdomen. . .
Swish!
His entire body split into two halves in mid-air, blood splattering all the way into the lake.
Fang Xi flew back, snatching Situ Ying's storage bag: "A great vengeance avenged, what satisfaction. . . too bad I'm still too kind, I didn't torture you to vent my hatred. . ."
In reality, the vicinity was not peaceful; after all, it was a battlefield for cultivators!
If Ye San Ren hadn't deliberately broken the formation early, allowing the cultivator army to fight individually, there wouldn't have been such an excellent opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
As for interrogating Situ Ying?
Fang Xi also feared the hidden methods of demonic cultivators. Moreover, whatever conspiracies the other party might have concealed, they held little relevance for him, who was about to leave anyway. . .
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