Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Hua Yan appeared silently before Yu Dongyang like a ghost, emanating a chill far exceeding the sudden cold snap.

The moment she appeared, Yu Dongyang felt a tremendous threat, and his vigilance reached its peak.

"Who are you?"

Over the years, he has been in charge of coordinating all affairs within the sect, including the intelligence department. He is very familiar with the experts in the Great Qi and even the surrounding cultivation world who have reached the Purple Mansion stage or above.

As a key target of surveillance, the Song family would be registered not only by cultivators of the Purple Mansion realm, but even by outstanding Foundation Establishment cultivators. However, this woman in front of them was definitely not among these people.

Given the other party's cultivation level, it's impossible that he wouldn't have any information at all.

"My master ordered me to capture you and bring you back. If you cooperate, you can suffer less physical pain," Hua Yan said calmly.

Hearing such a contemptuous statement, Yu Dongyang couldn't help but retort sarcastically, "Ha, what a joke! Even Song Changsheng couldn't do anything to me back then, let alone you!"

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Hua Yan's eyes.

With light, graceful steps, her figure appeared like a ghost less than ten feet behind Yu Dongyang, her jade-like hand, clad in ice silk gloves, reaching directly for his back.

Her speed was so fast that she left a blur. Yu Dongyang only felt a blur before his eyes, and then a chill that penetrated to the bone came from behind him.

In an instant, alarm bells rang in my mind, and I felt like a cat with its fur standing on end, my hair standing on end.

"So fast."

Years of combat experience made Yu Dongyang instinctively dodge the moment he sensed a threat, but Hua Yan's speed was too fast. In the short time it took to turn around, a sharp pain of flesh being torn apart came from his waist.

"what……"

Yu Dongyang let out a painful scream, clutching his bleeding left waist and staring at Hua Yan in shock.

Despite both being at the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion realm, he had a piece of his flesh torn off in a single exchange.

Not only that, but a strange, chilling power was also attached to the wound, and a large area of ​​flesh around the wound lost its sensation. No matter how much magic power he used, he could not remove it.

Hua Yan casually tossed the torn flesh aside and said coldly, "Dare to disrespect your master? Even if you kneel down and beg for mercy today, I will not let you go."

Despite the extreme cold, Yu Dongyang's forehead was covered in sweat. Upon hearing this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you Song Changsheng's disciple?"

No, you are from the Myriad Manifestations Palace, you are Hua Yan, you are a disciple of the Dragon Elephant True Lord!

Hua Yan remained silent, taking one step at a time as she approached his location. With each step she took, the yin energy surrounding her intensified, and the biting yin wind seemed to freeze one's soul.

At this moment, Yu Dongyang was caught in a dilemma, having never encountered such a desperate situation in his life.

Even during the battle in the cultivation world of Lu, when several Golden Core cultivators attacked him simultaneously, he never panicked in the slightest, because he knew that it was all part of his master's plan.

But now, his revered master is in dire straits in Song Changsheng's hands, and he has been sealed off from retreat by the spatial blockade. He is facing a powerful enemy that he cannot defeat at all, and he has no idea where his way out lies.

As Hua Yan drew ever closer, a fierce glint flashed between his brows, and he immediately activated the fourth-grade low-rank talisman he had been holding in his palm.

This was originally his only reliance for breaking through the blockade, and now he chooses to gamble on it—an opportunity to severely damage Huayan.

The yellowed talisman turned to ashes in his hand, and the surrounding power of law quickly gathered, transforming into a sharp arrow that shot towards Hua Yan with lightning speed, crossing the barrier of space.

This was almost equivalent to a full-force attack from a cultivator in the early Golden Core stage, and even Hua Yan dared not underestimate it in the slightest.

She stretched out her right hand, her slender fingers spread wide, and the pure white silk glove emitted a hazy glow. Extreme Yin energy surged out from her body, forming a vortex in front of her.

The arrow formed from the talisman was instantly trapped in a muddy swamp, unable to escape.

Seeing this, Yu Dongyang couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.

I was so naive. The other party was a disciple of the True Lord, so how could he lack protective magical artifacts?

A mere fourth-grade low-level talisman is something most people wouldn't even bother to glance at under normal circumstances.

After the arrows exhausted their power, they were mercilessly swallowed by the vortex of Yin energy.

Although he knew he was no match for his opponent, Yu Dongyang did not want to surrender easily, especially since his opponent was the disciple of his former enemy.

Back when I first met Song Changsheng, he was just a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

At that time, he was arrogant. He always believed that if it weren't for his charity, Song Changsheng would have been crushed by the Alliance's wheels long ago.

Now the tables have turned, and the opponent is a high and mighty Golden Core cultivator, whose sharp edge even Lingmou has to avoid.

But he didn't even deserve to be looked at twice.

Within a quarter of an hour, after less than twenty rounds of fighting, he was completely defeated by Hua Yan. The extreme yin energy transformed into chains, binding him in a humiliating manner.

"Someone like you dares to fight against Master?" Hua Yan's tone was full of doubt.

Before the battle, Song Changsheng instructed her to capture a nemesis. She thought he was some kind of genius, but after a fight, she found him to be so weak. She estimated that any one of the Five Academies could defeat him.

These words were an immense humiliation for Dongyang. He forced back his pain and retorted sarcastically, "A disciple of a True Monarch, willingly serving as a lackey of a villain like Song Changsheng, calling him 'Master' at every turn, truly shameless..."

"Snapped"

Before he could finish speaking, a slap landed squarely on his face, the force so great that half of his teeth were shattered into pieces.

Hua Yan reached out and grabbed his throat, lifting him up with one hand. She said in a low voice, "If it weren't for Master's request to capture you alive, you would already be dead for the offense you just committed."

"Shut your mouth. If you dare to speak rudely again, I won't hesitate to teach you a lesson."

Her eyes were as cold as knives. Feeling the swelling and burning pain on his face, Yu Dongyang wisely shut his mouth.

Doing something that brings shame upon yourself once is enough.

While the battle on this side has been decided, the aerial combat has only just entered its most intense phase.

The glass mirror in Lingmou's hand was truly remarkable; it could withstand both the [Tai Chi Bagua Diagram] and the [Night-Shining Divine Bird], two supreme treasures of the laws, with only a slight disadvantage.

It wasn't that the glass mirror was particularly powerful, but rather that the person and the object were so perfectly matched that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were one.

Judging from the current situation, it will be a long stalemate before a winner can be determined.

As the saying goes, the longer the night, the more things can go wrong. Both of them were exceptionally strong, and their battle was incredibly powerful.

Bingzhou is within the sphere of influence of the Golden Crow Sect. If this drags on any longer, Chen Zhongfang and others will definitely get involved. We must break the deadlock as soon as possible.

"[Yu Shu], go!"

With a soft shout, a dazzling sword light shot into the sky from behind Song Changsheng.

[Yu Shu] drew her sword across the sky, its might dazzling, illuminating half the heavens as if it were daytime. Having chosen a swift victory, she naturally hadn't been unprepared.

Although Zhuang Yuechan did not return to her clan, she borrowed the Jade Cleansing Sword when she returned from the East Sea, intending to use it to deliver a decisive blow at a crucial moment!
"cut!"

A gleaming silver sword light suddenly appeared in the snowy night, like a soaring silver dragon. The heavens and earth trembled, and most of Bingzhou was illuminated by this sword light.

"scoff"

The thick, dark clouds in the sky were mercilessly torn apart by the aftershocks of the sword, revealing a sky full of stars. The sword energy crashed down towards the location of the Spirit Eye.

Because of the existence of the Dao Principles Domain, the power of space is limited, and the Spirit Eye loses its greatest reliance on speed. Faced with this extremely powerful sword strike, it can only choose to confront it head-on.

"Om-"

Lingmou poured all of her magical power into the glass mirror.

In an instant, the diamond-shaped mirror shone brightly, and the surrounding space rippled like water. The spatial barrier began to stack up layer by layer, and the small space in front of him was folded dozens of times.

Spatial folding has always been Lingmou's forte. With this superhuman spatial talent, she is almost invincible among those in the same realm.

Unfortunately, Song Changsheng cultivated the all-encompassing Dao of Boundless, where all kinds of laws were perfectly integrated into a single sword strike.

"Click"

As the sword light fell, the space in front of Lingmou, which had folded and twisted many times, shattered in less than a moment, and she was swept away by the aftershock of the sword energy.

A crack appeared on the surface of the glass mirror, greatly reducing its spiritual power.

"Cough cough cough..." Lingmou struggled to steady herself in mid-air, a trace of glaring blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

It was only at this moment that she truly realized the gap between herself and Song Changsheng.

The prestige of winning the top prize in the Five Academies Competition is still rising.

Even though she is exceptionally talented, who among the Five Academies is mediocre in the Grand Competition?
"Suppression!"

Song Changsheng flipped his palm, and the Tai Chi Bagua diagram in the air began to shrink rapidly as it spun at high speed. Yin and Yang energies intertwined below, constantly squeezing the living space of the Spirit Eye.

The Night-Shining Divine Bird hangs in the air like the blazing sun, ready to launch a fatal attack at any moment.

The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for Lingmou, and she never expected that she would end up in such a predicament.

"If I had known this would happen, I should have just crushed you to death back then!"

Lingmou was filled with regret. Back when Song Changsheng had not yet fully risen to power, she had many opportunities to eliminate him. However, at that time, she used him as bait to divide and weaken the major forces in the cultivation world of Daqi.

It's obvious to anyone with eyes that the three major Golden Core forces have already divided up all the resources of the cultivation world in the Great Qi. If the Song family wants to rise, they must break the existing pattern. In this way, the major forces will fight each other, and the Great Qi will inevitably be in chaos. She can then join forces with the Blood Demon Sect to fish in troubled waters in the dark.

To her surprise, both the Golden Crow Sect and the Heavenly Vein Sect tacitly approved Song Changsheng's breakthrough to the Golden Core stage, and Mu Guibai personally protected him, leaving her with no chance to suppress him.

In such a short time, Song Changsheng has grown to this level, and all my plans have been ruined by him.

It's laughable that all these years she's been inciting rogue cultivators, uniting with the Blood Demon Sect, and even going so far as to unite with the demon race, only to end up with nothing.

If she had restrained her ambitions and waited until the Six-Turn Heaven-Shattering Pill was finished before making her move, the situation might have been very different.

Unfortunately, there's no going back in life for her; one wrong step leads to another.

but.

Even though she was no match for him, she still possessed the pride of a Golden Core cultivator.

She held the glass mirror loosely in her hands, and it spun around inside. The power of the surrounding laws poured into it continuously, and the cracks on the mirror's surface gradually increased. She seemed to hear the painful wails of the artifact spirit in her ears, but her eyes remained incredibly firm.

"Click"

The glass mirror shattered into countless tiny fragments, which transformed into a dreamlike blue stream of light that hurtled toward Song Changsheng.

These fragments, like sharp blades, silently dissolved the spatial barriers wherever they passed, leaving behind straight, dark cracks in the space.

"Great Divine Power [Flowers Bloom in an Instant]"

With a flick of his finger, Song Changsheng conjured hundreds of golden lotuses in front of him, forming an indestructible barrier.

The fragments of the glass mirror transformed into streams of light, like fireflies, rushing forward like a tide, shattering piece by piece. The golden lotus continuously broke and reformed, yet it could not harm Song Changsheng in the slightest.

Even the self-destruction of a supreme treasure of the laws couldn't break through Song Changsheng's defenses; at that moment, Lingmou's heart died completely.

Now, all she has left to play is self-destructing her golden core.

Because the two were constantly clashing with the laws of space, the surrounding spatial barrier was damaged and had not yet been fully repaired, making the space unstable.

If she were to detonate her golden core, it would trigger a chain reaction, and Song Changsheng would be severely injured even if he didn't die!
Unfortunately, her avatar had already used this move back in the cultivation world of Lu Kingdom, so how could Song Changsheng not be wary?
Just as she activated the golden core within her body, the Tai Chi Bagua diagram in the air forcefully suppressed her, making it difficult for her to utilize her magical power.

"Here comes the sword!"

With a flick of his sword finger, Song Changsheng unleashed the Jade Cleansing Sword, which transformed into a beam of light that pierced through the barrier of space and instantly destroyed the golden core in Lingmou's dantian.

Lingmou's magical power collapsed, leaving her limp as if her bones had been removed, and she plummeted vertically towards Five Finger Peak.

"Swish"

With a flick of his finger, he conjured a chain of laws, binding the dying spirit eye and pulling it close. He then asked in a deep voice, "Where is the [Heavenly Fire Cauldron]?"

A bitter smile appeared on Lingmou's face: "Cough cough cough, so... you... came for the [Heavenly Fire Cauldron]. It seems you know something. Heh, you won't find out where it is."

"I am determined to obtain the Heavenly Fire Cauldron. Since you are not cooperating, don't blame me."

A ruthless glint flashed in Song Changsheng's eyes. He curled his palm into a claw and gripped Lingmou's face.

"Great Supernatural Power: Soul-Stealing and Possession"

It captures the spirits of the underworld, and steals their souls.

This was a sinister supernatural power created by a corpse breeder. This was the first time he had used it since he began cultivating it, and he forcibly extracted the three souls and seven spirits of the Spirit Eye, along with its true spirit, from its sea of ​​consciousness.

This approach ensures the maximum possible preservation of the memory's integrity.

Having lost its soul, the body turned into a cold corpse, the blood fading, only those eyes remained as clear and bright as sapphires...

...(End of chapter)