Born with immortal seed

Chapter 12 Five Fireball Cult

The main hall of Hanxiu Peak, which was originally an important place for clan meetings and ancestral worship, was now filled with wounded soldiers.

Preliminary statistics indicate that over fifty members of the Bai family have perished, with more than thirty still missing and their fate unknown. The remaining members are mostly injured. For example, the Second Elder and several other cultivators who maintained the formation were rendered unconscious by the draining of their magical power, their foundations severely damaged. Even if they recover, their future cultivation will be significantly hindered.

For the Bai family, which already numbered only a little over two hundred people, this was a truly devastating blow.

As for the mortal clansmen, hundreds were killed or injured, and it was difficult to count them all at once.

The chubby guy was pretty lucky. He followed the crowd in a daze, and before he could hide in the warehouse, a rock attracted by a falling rock talisman crushed his left leg. He was already bandaged up, lying on the ground groaning. I gave him a fasting pill that I had been given out, just enough to keep him from starving.

Bai Zichen, as one of the few innocent disciples, was being bossed around.

He went to fetch healing pills and looked after the wounded. Taking a break to stretch, he noticed a group of young cultivators walking up Hanxiu Peak. The Fourth Elder had already gone up to greet them and started talking.

"So you're a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect. No wonder you look extraordinary; your demeanor is even more outstanding than that of your clansmen."

Bai Zichen inquired with others and learned their identities. The men were handsome and the women were beautiful. Their outstanding appearances and confident demeanor made them stand out like cranes among chickens on Hanxiu Peak after the calamity.

However, the arrival of this group did indeed greatly calm the emotions of the Bai family cultivators. Although Ge Cang Zhenren had killed all the Ghost Spirit Sect disciples in the open, the group, who had become like frightened birds, were still worried and fearful that there were still a few Ghost Spirit Sect disciples hiding in the shadows.

The eight members of the Qingfeng Sect were all at the mid-stage of Qi Refining or above. According to them, the sect had dispatched more than twenty such teams to support various places.

There are also six Foundation Establishment stage senior uncles moving around, and even more, True Person Ge Cang is stationed in the center, so none of those demonic brats from the Ghost Spirit Sect can escape from Black Mountain County.

Bai Zichen did two days of hard labor on Hanxiu Peak, allowing the Bai family members to get to know this junior who had only recently joined the clan.

Nowadays, the Bai family has very few potential cultivators, so they take extra care of him and answer all his questions.

Today, a spirit pigeon raised by the Qingfeng Sect delivered a message saying that the exploration and excavation at the Five Mountains True Man's cave has basically come to an end, and the cultivators from various sects are already on their way back. They also need to pack up and return to their sects.

Bai Zichen received instructions from the Fourth Elder to go to the foot of the mountain and summon several ordinary chefs to prepare a meal.

"The path of cultivation is a rugged road paved with countless bones, that's absolutely true. My top priority right now is to cultivate diligently and strive to reach the Foundation Establishment stage as soon as possible... Hmm, let's set a more realistic short-term goal, let's go for the fourth level of Qi Refining. With my three spiritual roots, reaching the fourth level of Qi Refining within ten years shouldn't be a problem!"

Without elixirs to promote cultivation, it takes an average of six years for a cultivator with three spiritual roots to reach the third level of Qi Refining by cultivating and honing their magical power on their own.

There is a small bottleneck between the early and middle stages of Qi Refining. If you are fast, you can overcome it in a few months; if you are slow, some cultivators with low aptitude have already cultivated their magic power to the peak at the third level of Qi Refining, but they still stagnate for seven or eight years.

After careful consideration, Bai Zichen set a goal for himself to secure a top-ten finish and strive for an eighth.

"And then there are spells. You can't be completely ignorant of all spells except for the Yi Mu Qing Shen Technique. In this dog-eat-dog world, without protective measures, you probably won't have a chance to cultivate properly."

Bai Zichen lightly leaped down from a blue stone. Hanxiu Peak had already been roughly cleaned up, and the Gentle Breeze and Rain Technique had washed it twice, leaving only a trace of blood. However, upon closer inspection, traces of the battle could still be found: charred giant trees, broken corridors, and uneven ground damaged by magical attacks.

"I don't know how many families in the Black Mountain Range have suffered the same fate as the Bai family, but if they are all of this strength, apart from the so-called top five families, other cultivation families probably won't be able to come up with matching methods, and their fate will definitely be even worse."

"Did the Ghost Spirit Sect send a large number of cultivators to infiltrate the Black Mountain Range at such a high cost just to wipe out a few cultivation families? Or is there some secret plot to deal a heavy blow to the Azure Maple Sect?"

Bai Zichen sighed. In any case, the Black Mountain Range would never be peaceful again.

Unlike the competition and resource grabbing among cultivation families in the past, there are rules and regulations in place because of the Qingfeng Sect in charge.

When murder, robbery, or the extermination of an entire family is discovered, everyone will unite to attack and issue a warrant for their arrest—at least on the surface. But once the Ghost Spirit Sect, this dragon crossing the river, enters Black Mountain County, the waters will turn murky.

If things get chaotic, the number of independent cultivators, which is a hundred times that of the family's cultivators, will be difficult to control.

It is foreseeable that numerous tribulation cultivators will emerge in the Black Mountain Range at that time.

"I wonder how things are going with my uncle. There was no specific information in his reply. Anyway, this matter is over, so I'm just staying on Hanxiu Peak and not going anywhere... Huh!"

Bai Zichen's eyes twitched, and he continued walking forward without stopping, but he was certain that a black hem of clothing had been peeking out from behind the artificial rock.

The Bai family's standard Daoist robes are cyan; only the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators from three days ago wore these black clothes.

"Are the corpses of the dead Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators still hidden here and haven't been discovered?"

In the past two days, Qingfeng Sect disciples searched the vicinity and found two lone Guiling Sect cultivators. They were easily killed by the group's encirclement. Could there be another one who escaped?

Bai Zichen feigned composure, running several dozen steps before veering off to the other side of the stone forest, heading back to the summit to inform the Fourth Elder to send Qingfeng Sect disciples to exorcise the demon. He, a mere novice who had just begun cultivating Qi, wouldn't play the hero.

"You little brat, if I were you, I'd better stand still right now, or I'll leave a few holes in you and rip out your intestines for midnight snacks!"

Bai Zichen slammed on the brakes as a bone finger pierced the ground in front of him with a whoosh, and it felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

He tucked his hands into his sleeves and slowly turned around. The Ghost Spirit Sect cultivator actually stood up, his face paler than a ghost's, and a hole pierced through his chest, as if he had been struck by something.

The Ghost Spirit Sect cultivator was also filled with unease. He had been at the very edge that day, only caught a sliver of the divine lightning's aftershock, which instantly vaporized a large chunk of his flesh. After hiding in the artificial rockery for several days, his injuries showed no improvement, and he remained in a semi-conscious state.

I was just awakened by footsteps. I struggled to get up and took a few quick steps. I was relieved to find that it was just a child.

“Kids are easy to fool. Let him lead the way and get away from Hanxiu Peak first, otherwise we’ll be discovered sooner or later. Once we get down the mountain, I’ll kill him and throw his body into the ravine. He shouldn’t be discovered for a while, which should be enough time for me to escape for dozens of miles.”

The severely injured Ghost Spirit Sect cultivator suppressed his weakness, even feeling that he couldn't even activate his Bone Finger technique, but his tone was chilling and intimidating.

“You little brat, take five steps forward…”

Boom boom boom boom!
A fireball was fired, blasting into the chest of the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivator, who fell backward.

Then, four more fireballs rose in succession. After the barrage ended, half of the man's body was gone, and his lower body was burned to a crisp.

Bai Zichen unleashed five fireball talismans in one go, burning the seemingly strong but actually weak Ghost Spirit Sect cultivator to the point of near death, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

He was also gambling that the other party was bluffing and didn't actually have the confidence to take him down quietly. Otherwise, why would they threaten him? They could have just captured him directly.

As it turned out, Bai Zichen's gamble paid off; he sent his opponent on his way with five fireball talismans.

(End of this chapter)