Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

As Song Changsheng summoned him, a three-foot-long sword streaked across the sky like a meteor and hovered precisely in front of him.

The Great Qi Immortal Dynasty's Human King Sword, [Cheng Yuan]!
Previously, in order to resist the void black hole, he had used every means at his disposal. The only two supreme treasures of law on his body, the [Night-Shining Divine Bird] and the [Tai Chi Eight Trigrams Diagram], had both suffered great loss of spiritual power and fallen into silence, leaving him without any suitable magical artifacts to use for the time being.

Facing the formidable halberd in Yin Jue's hands, he was slightly at a disadvantage in every exchange.

At that moment, he thought of the Chengyuan Sword, which was still in Song Qingxing's hands.

The Chengyuan Sword is connected to his aura, and they can maintain a connection no matter how far apart they are. Therefore, he summoned the Chengyuan Sword the moment he engaged in battle with Yin Jue. However, the two were too far apart, and he only arrived in a hurry now.

It can only be said that timing is everything; he needs the power of the Chengyuan Sword right now.

As a treasure of humanity's destiny, the Chengyuan Sword can be activated by two kinds of forces: one is pure human power, such as spiritual power, magic power, and righteous energy.

Now that his dantian is almost depleted, there's no hope for him anymore.

The second type is the power of human destiny. He carries the collective destiny of the Song clan and even the nine realms of the southwest, which is more than enough to activate [Chengyuan].

The uses of the power of destiny are far more numerous than ordinary people imagine. Using it as a source of power to drive the destiny of humanity is only one of them. It can also be used, like Song Minghuang, for cultivation or to forcibly change one's own destiny, and to nurture magical artifacts.

However, individual fortune is insignificant, while collective fortune is far-reaching. Song Changsheng is well-versed in the ways of fortune, so he rarely uses it.

Because for every point he uses here, others will lose a little.

It may not seem like much, but it is a real loss, because the fortune of most people in the world will decline over time, and a prodigy like Song Youfu who continues to grow is extremely rare.

If Song Minghuang hadn't defied the world by using the power of the Brocade Banner's fortune to cultivate, Song Yuqing might not have been just a sixth-grade Golden Core cultivator.

Who can say for sure whether he was just a little bit short of luck back then?

Fortunately, as long as they are part of a group, and the group's fortune continues to rise, they can also experience some improvement.

This is the importance of the treasure of good fortune.

While the power of destiny is precious, it doesn't mean one should be bound by it. If that were the case, there would be no need for a weapon of destruction like the [Human King Sword].

It can be used, but it cannot be abused.

Song Changsheng's previous restraint and caution were all for this moment.

The larger the group that provides fortune, the more fortune there is, and the smaller the impact of using the treasures of fortune. This is the reason why the Immortal Dynasty era was able to prosper.

The fortunes of hundreds of millions of people in the Immortal Dynasty are all concentrated on the Human King. Using this power once will have a negligible impact on him personally. If he can turn the tide of battle and resolve the crisis, his fortunes may even increase.

Of course, that's a realm only a human king can reach; he's still far from that level.

Although his influence extends throughout the nine realms of the southwest, far exceeding the territory of any former human king, it remains only on the surface, with only a portion of cultivators genuinely recognizing him.

The largest group in the Southwest Nine Realms consists of hundreds of millions of mortals. He has almost no influence among these mortals, which has resulted in the Nine Realms' fortune being less than one-fifth of that of the former Great Qi Immortal Dynasty. Most of them come from the Song Clan and the Great Qi cultivation world.

After all, the number of cultivators in the Nine Realms is at most a few million, while the Purple Mansion forces that have been around for a while have several million mortals.

No matter how strong a cultivator's luck is, it can't surpass the luck of hundreds or thousands of mortals.

Moreover, only a very small fraction of these millions of cultivators agree with him.

This is also the main reason why he dares not easily use the power of luck; his foundation is not deep enough.

"Roar--"

"Song Changsheng, it seems you've truly run out of tricks, actually hoping a sword can save you." The voice was like thunder, and with each word, ripples spread through the surrounding void.

"This sword has even drunk the blood of the Demon Emperor. If it weren't for the fact that you possess the bloodline of the Taotie, I would have been afraid that you would have defiled its precious blade." Song Changsheng continued to stall for time with words.

Yin Jue could naturally see through his intentions; in fact, he was also stalling for time.

In fact, he had already figured out the origin of the [Chengyuan Sword] the moment it appeared.

He knew very well that although his [Heavenly Fiend Halberd] was forged from fragments of that thing, it had almost no chance of winning against a supreme treasure of the [Human King Sword].

The only option now is to wait for the other demon kings to arrive and join the encirclement, using sheer numbers to wear down Song Changsheng.

Even if the patriarch of a small family is exceptionally talented, how much fortune does he have to squander?
Both sides were intent on stalling for time, and the battlefield fell into an eerie silence for a moment.

Just then, a series of clear whooshing sounds came from the horizon.

However, they were the leaders of the Kanglong Demon Kingdom in this battle: the Golden Sky Demon King and the Poisonous Demon King, who were both fourth-tier top-grade demons.

Two capable henchmen arrived at once, and a smug smile immediately appeared on Yin Jue's ragged face: "Song Changsheng, your death is imminent!"

"Don't be too happy yet, the outcome is still uncertain!" Song Changsheng knew he couldn't delay any longer, but fortunately he had recovered quite a bit in this short time.

He reached out and slowly grasped the hilt of the Chengyuan Sword, which was wrapped in gold thread, and a feeling of mutual understanding welled up in his heart.

He closed his eyes, and the once prosperous and glorious Great Qi Dynasty reappeared before him, with hundreds of millions of subjects gathering in the capital, chanting the title of the King...

"Long live the King! May the Great Qi Dynasty prosper forever!"

"Long live the King! May the Great Qi Dynasty prosper forever!"

Millions of subjects shouted a thousand times, and wisps of humanistic fortune rose from above their heads, turning the entire sky into a brilliant gold.

"hold head high--"

A crimson five-clawed dragon of destiny burst forth from the Human King Sword, soaring straight into the sky, its resounding roar echoing across the land of the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty.

"Today, I, Qi Zhengyuan, have been granted an imperial decree by the Emperor to establish the Great Qi state in the southwest. In all the lands of my Great Qi, there will be no longer a distinction between superiors and inferiors. Immortals and mortals will live together in harmony, working together with one heart and one mind."

Those who indiscriminately kill innocent people will be killed!

Those who abuse their power for personal gain will be punished!

Those who collude with the enemy and betray their country are exiled!

Those who disrupt the order of the court shall be punished!

……

"May our Great Qi flourish with the Dao of Immortality, and endure for ten thousand generations. May every citizen of our Great Qi be like a dragon!"

"hold head high--"

As Song Changsheng murmured softly, a dragon of destiny suddenly burst forth from the Chengyuan Sword, letting out a high-pitched dragon roar.

In an instant, purple clouds appeared in the east, and golden light shone brightly.

The malevolent aura in the air was largely dispelled at that moment.

Song Changsheng acted on his impulses, mobilizing boundless power of destiny. Images of the once-great Qi Dynasty flashed before his eyes—what a prosperous scene it was… “This sword strike is named [Guochang]!”

"Wow"

The moment he unleashed this sword strike, a majestic figure wearing a crown vaguely appeared behind him, swinging his sword alongside him. The sharp sword energy was enveloped by the fortune of the former dynasty's people, as if it had crossed the river of time and seemed poised to tear the heavens and earth apart.

"How can it be so powerful? This is impossible!"

Feeling that surging power, Yang Jue's eyes were filled with disbelief.

He was absolutely certain that this was a power that Song Changsheng was not capable of unleashing.

Indeed, this was the case. This sword strike utilized the power of destiny left behind in the [Chengyuan Sword] by the former subjects of the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty. He could use this power twice more, making it an extremely powerful force capable of causing even a Nascent Soul True Monarch to retreat! (See Chapter 77 of this volume for details)
The Golden Sky Demon King and the Poisonous Demon King, who had just arrived at the battlefield, were completely stunned when they felt the terrifying power in the sword strike. Even though they were veterans of countless battles, their minds were still blank at this moment.

Yin Jue was the first to react, opening his mouth and spitting out a string of beast teeth of varying lengths. The teeth were covered with the marks of time and emitted a hazy glow, transforming into a huge halo in front of him. At the very center of the halo was a huge and straight vortex.

At this moment, the four demon emperor guards below also burned their own bloodlines and used all their strength to activate the spatial iron pestles in front of them, creating a spatial barrier for Yin Jue.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and the Golden Sky Demon King and the Poisonous Demon King were immediately excluded.

By the time they realized what was happening, it was too late.

"hold head high--"

The sword energy traversed space, arriving almost instantly; at that moment, the flow of time seemed to slow down.

The sword energy swept across, shattering space inch by inch.

The spatial barrier constructed by the four Demon Emperor's Guards shattered first, followed by the silent separation of the bodies of the Golden Sky Demon King and the Poisonous Demon King. They themselves were unaware that their flesh and bones were disintegrating under the influence of the sword energy, and even their demon cores turned into ashes before they could escape.

Immediately afterwards, the residual force of the sword energy struck the halo in front of Yin Jue, and the originally still vortex suddenly began to rotate, frantically absorbing the sword energy.

At that moment, a grand voice suddenly entered Yin Jue's ears: "May all the people of our Great Qi be like dragons; may our Great Qi state be prosperous and peaceful!"

"Snapped"

As soon as he finished speaking, the halo in front of him exploded after absorbing the sword energy.

"puff"

The massive impact of the explosion caused him to cough up a mouthful of blood. Looking at the shattered beast teeth, he was filled with both shock and rage.

That was the remains of a certain emperor of their Taotie clan, refined over thousands of years, and one of his trump cards for survival. Yet, it couldn't even withstand a single sword strike.

Song Changsheng was not surprised by the power displayed by this sword, but it was a pity that the Yin Jue was of extraordinary origin and possessed too many protective treasures, so he was unable to kill him.

"We can use the remaining power twice more, so why not settle this once and for all?"

Just as he was pondering, more and more sounds of air being torn apart came, and more than a dozen demon kings arrived.

Seeing this, Song Changsheng immediately stopped hesitating and was about to mobilize his Qi to unleash his second sword strike when the accumulated poison in his body suddenly erupted. His slightly pale face immediately flushed with an unusual redness, and his whole body was rapidly losing consciousness as if he had been given anesthesia.

"not good."

Song Changsheng was startled. This battle had dragged on for too long, and the poison could no longer be suppressed.

If he were to unleash a second sword strike now, it would be fine if he could wipe out all the enemies before him, but if any escaped, he would be a lamb to the slaughter.

The other demon kings were just cannon fodder under the Human King's Sword. His only worry was Yang Jue, and he didn't know how many life-saving items the other party still had.

"It seems I'll have to resort to that move eventually." He steeled his resolve and made up his mind to eliminate all future troubles.

"He is at his last gasp. All generals present, listen to my command: the first to behead Song Changsheng will be bestowed with True Dragon Essence Blood and appointed Commander of the Imperial Guard!"

In desperation, Yin Jue disregarded everything else and directly promised a reward that exceeded his authority.

The demon kings also noticed Song Changsheng's unusual behavior. Hearing about such a generous reward, all their doubts and fears vanished, and they rushed forward like madmen.

Even the four demon emperor guards were no exception.

Song Changsheng stared coldly at them, then flipped his hand and took out five demon king inner cores, swallowing them raw amidst the shocked gazes of the demons.

An extremely powerful force erupted within his body, causing excruciating pain in his meridians and dantian. His body even swelled several sizes under the influence of this force, as if it would burst at any moment.

The demons above instantly sobered up. Those were five demon king cores! Normally, it would take them decades to refine just one, but Song Changsheng had actually taken five at once. He was simply insane!
Song Changsheng did this not to seek death, but to use this powerful external force to temporarily suppress the poison in his body, and then activate the last trump card in his body!

"【The Third Killing Formation Under Heaven】, activate!"

With a long roar, a layer of brilliant golden light emanated from his body, and countless ancient runes were revealed through his clothes. The formation within his body suddenly unfolded, the seal of True Monarch Yingyue was broken, and endless killing intent burst forth from his body.

This killing intent was so pure that it formed a peculiar domain that encompassed all the demons present.

"This is...this is the legendary power! Impossible! How could you possibly possess this power!"

Yin Jue let out a hysterical roar. At this moment, he was truly afraid. He knew all too well what this power represented. The [Heavenly Fiend Halberd] in his hand contained a trace of that thing's Daoist essence.

The demons trembled uncontrollably. They wanted to escape, but found that the surrounding space was sealed off by killing intent, and they could not move an inch.

"spear"

A powerful and chilling killing intent surged forth from Song Changsheng's body, like a scarlet ribbon enveloping the demons. The threads derived from the killing intent intertwined in the air, creating a chilling and eerie scene.

The world turned into a sea of ​​blood, and the demons were nothing more than ants struggling and sinking within it.

An ancient, terrifying killing intent coalesced into an invisible sword aura, mercilessly reaping the lives of the demons.

There was no pain, no wounds, only endless fear.

"Snapped"

A black scale suddenly burst open on Yin Jue's chest.

"Click"

Next, a piece of glistening animal bone broke in two.

Finally, a drop of crystal-like blood essence exploded into a cloud of blood mist, enveloping the demon core containing the Yin Jue, which transformed into a streak of black light and vanished into space...

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