Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 841 Ghost Soldiers, Corpse Demons

"I've been feeling uneasy these past few days!"

"Feeling uneasy?" Shi Shengyuan looked at him with some surprise.

"Hmm, I feel very uneasy, as if some disaster is about to strike!" Shi Pingshan said with a solemn expression.

For a martial god-level expert, a sudden whim is not without basis.

Although they cannot predict the future, they can sometimes sense danger in advance.

Upon hearing this, the usually carefree Shi Shengyuan's expression turned serious.

"Could it be that our ancestor is in danger on his journey? That shouldn't be the case. The Netherworld Sect shouldn't be at war with us at this time!"

Shi Shengyuan's first thought was whether Shi Yuqian, who was heading to the ancient ruins, had encountered any danger, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that Shi Yuqian was not in danger.

Putting aside whether the Netherworld Sect will start another war, there are ten Martial God level experts among those who went to the ancient ruins this time. Even if the two sides really fight, with Shi Yuqian's strength, it would not be difficult for him to save his life.

Shi Pingshan frowned deeply. "I don't know either. I just have a feeling that something big is about to happen!"

Shi Shengyuan stood up, straightened his disheveled clothes, and put on his cloak.

"Uncle, there's no need to worry too much. Even if some great disaster were to strike, we would simply deal with it as it comes! Overthinking will not only do no good, but will also disturb your peace of mind!"

Although he is easygoing, it doesn't mean he is a person without his own opinions.

He simply follows his heart and goes with the flow; for him, this applies to martial arts as well as life.

"I'll accompany my uncle on a walk around!"

After saying that, he walked towards the door. Shi Pingshan thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so he could only leave Lingyun Residence with Shi Shengyuan.

As the two strolled through Cloud Abyss Valley, admiring the beautiful scenery and gazing at the energetic young generation, Shi Pingshan's agitated state of mind quickly calmed down.

Unbeknownst to them, at that very moment, Mo Xuanyu had already arrived at a place not far from Yunyuan Valley with his subordinates.

The vast, cloud-shrouded mountains provided them with excellent cover; with over thirty people entering the mountains, concealing their tracks was far too easy.

On the towering mountain peak, Mo Xuanyu was completely shrouded in a black robe, revealing only a pair of playful eyes.

"The Shi family of Bei, hehe, it is said that the history of the Shi family is even longer than that of the Xuanqing Sect, I wonder if it is true or not!" he chuckled.

“It should be fake. The Xuanqing Sect’s lineage comes from three thousand years ago, bestowed by the Heavenly Sword True Monarch of Hidden Sword Mountain. The Beishi family rose to prominence eight hundred years ago. It is said that the first patriarch of the Shi family established the family after joining the Xuanqing Sect.” An old man with a ruddy face and white hair said.

This was none other than the Lian family patriarch, who had never died of old age.

At this moment, the Lian family patriarch was in a very special state. On the surface, he seemed to be decades younger, and the decaying aura on his body had been swept away. However, if one were to perceive him carefully, one would find that he had an extremely cold aura.

It had a cold, eerie, and bloody aura.

"Who cares how long his lineage has lasted, just destroy him!" Xuanzhen glanced at the Lian family patriarch and said irritably.

"Hehe, that's right. No matter how long it has been passed down, we'll just destroy it!" Mo Xuanyu laughed loudly.

The Lian family patriarch looked at Xuanzhen. He could sense the displeasure in Xuanzhen's tone, but he ultimately dared not argue with Xuanzhen, since Xuanzhen was a celestial cultivator while he was merely a martial cultivator.

Moreover, he, a martial arts practitioner, was refined into a blood corpse puppet.

The Yin Ghost Division has two methods for creating Yin Soldiers. One method is to plant a restriction in the soul to control others. The other method is to refine people into blood corpse puppets, soak them in a blood pool, and then plant a corpse puppet talisman.

Xuanzhen belongs to the first type, so he is a Yin soldier under Mo Xuanyu's command.

The Lian family patriarch belonged to the second type, therefore he was Mo Xuanyu's corpse ghost.

In other words, the current patriarch of the Lian family is actually a dead man. Mo Xuanyu used a special method to refine his body into a blood corpse puppet while preserving his consciousness.

The difference between Yin soldiers and corpse ghosts is also obvious. Once the restrictions in their souls are lifted, they can break free from Mo Xuanyu's control. However, becoming a corpse ghost is irreversible. Even if Mo Xuanyu dies, the Lian family patriarch will still be a corpse ghost.

The reason for this difference is the difference between immortal cultivators and martial artists.

The Corpse Puppet Talisman can control martial artists, but it cannot control immortal cultivators. Immortal cultivators have relatively strong souls, and to control them, one must plant a restriction in their souls.

Xuanzhen looked at Mo Xuanyu, who was laughing loudly, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Just wait, one day I will refine you into a corpse demon and let you experience what it's like to be controlled."

The old Taoist priest's petty temper flared up again; he wished he could turn Mo Xuanyu into a corpse demon right now.

Fortunately, he wasn't impulsive; he just thought about it but didn't actually intend to take any action.

As night fell, Yunyuan Valley was filled with peace and tranquility.

Under the cool moonlight, Mo Xuanyu and the others slowly made their way towards Yunyuan Valley. Xuanzhen followed behind Mo Xuanyu, releasing his spiritual sense to constantly observe their surroundings.

"Don't be so nervous. With the strength of the Bei Shi family, they can't stop us at all!" Mo Xuanyu sensed Xuanzhen's spiritual awareness and thought that Xuanzhen was nervous about tonight's operation.

Xuanzhen said calmly, "It's never a bad thing to be cautious."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xuanyu knew not to say anything more.

Although Xuanzhen is a ghostly soldier under his control, Xuanzhen has its own thoughts. As long as he does not use control magic, Xuanzhen is no different from an ordinary person.

So even when Xuanzhen showed resentment towards him, he didn't care much, because as long as he controlled the Ten Thousand Ghosts Blood Jade, Xuanzhen couldn't betray him.

Xuanzhen didn't release his spiritual sense out of caution; he was simply searching for Yang Zhengshan's figure.

He had already told Yang Zhengshan the time of the operation, and Yang Zhengshan also said that he would come here tonight, so he wanted to see if Yang Zhengshan had already arrived.

However, he did not find Yang Zhengshan.

In fact, Yang Zhengshan had arrived long ago. One must arrive early to watch a show, so how could Yang Zhengshan miss such a good show today?
Moreover, Yang Zhengshan has another purpose for coming here tonight.

That was the Lian family patriarch. This old fellow never died, which prevented him from helping the Lingxi Yang family secure a prestigious position.

Tonight, since the Lian family patriarch is traveling with Mo Xuanyu, he can take this opportunity to kill Mo Xuanyu.

At this moment, Yang Zhengshan was on the mountain peak at the entrance of Yunyuan Valley. He stood on the cliff top, rooted in the rocks like an old pine tree, without revealing any breath.

The Wood Transformation Method allows one to transform into a fine tree, with its growth and decay determined by one's will. As long as Yang Zhengshan is willing, he can become a tree within someone else's spiritual consciousness. As long as the difference in their spiritual souls is not too great, others will not be able to detect his existence with their spiritual consciousness.

He can even blend into the trees now, thus deceiving not only spiritual senses but also the naked eye.

Of course, this also means he can't use his spiritual sense, otherwise others will notice his spiritual fluctuations.

He stood on the cliff, looking down at the mountains and forests below, watching the blurry figures in the forest.

Peace reigned within the valley, but danger loomed outside.

Yang Zhengshan turned his head to look at the situation inside the valley, his brows furrowing slightly.

He was considering whether to help the Bei Shi family. Mo Xuanyu had brought quite a few people, more than thirty in total. There were two Foundation Establishment cultivators, Mo Xuanyu and Xuanzhen, six Martial God level experts, all of whom were corpse ghosts trained by Mo Xuanyu. The rest were two late-stage Qi Refining Immortal Cultivators and a corpse ghost at the Heavenly Gang stage.

This force is enough to wipe out the entire Beijing Normal University family.

Even if Shi Yuqian were here, he would be powerless to help.

Even if he were to make a move, he wouldn't be able to stop Mo Xuanyu, after all, Mo Xuanyu has the cultivation level of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

However, he could manage to hold his own against Mo Xuanyu.

While he was hesitating, Mo Xuanyu and the others had already arrived at the entrance of Yunyuan Valley.

There were guards from the Beishi family guarding the valley entrance, but these guards were no match for them. Mo Xuanyu simply waved his hand, and several afterimages flashed by. The guards collapsed to the ground as if they had lost their souls.

Soon they entered Cloud Abyss Valley. Mo Xuanyu looked at the peaceful Cloud Abyss Valley, his eyes filled with a cruel and mocking look.

"Remember, you can't use spells like those about ghosts; you can only use spells similar to those of the Netherworld Sect!"

He gave the order in a cold voice.

They came here tonight to frame the Netherworld Sect, but the Netherworld Sect is not skilled in spells involving spirits or ghosts.

The Netherworld Sect is a legitimate immortal sect, and its founding cultivation method is the "Nine Netherworld Soul Refining Scripture." Its cultivation system is based on Yin attribute magic power, but it is not an evil path.

The core of the technique emphasizes "refining the soul with evil spirits and controlling evil spirits with the soul," stressing that practitioners must use a "clear and bright mind" to control the power of the Yin evil spirits of the Nine Netherworlds, rather than having their minds devoured by the evil spirits.

Therefore, the Netherworld Sect has nothing to do with blood demons or ghosts, and it is not the same as the Impermanent Ghost Sect.

Of course, the Impermanent Ghost Sect also likes to use Yin Sha, but compared to Yin Sha Qi, they are more adept at using Ghost Qi and Blood Sha.

"Let's move out, kill as many as we can, hahaha~~" Mo Xuanyu revealed a cruel smile.

The next moment, more than thirty men in black robes rushed into Cloud Abyss Valley at an extremely fast speed, and soon a commotion broke out in the valley.

Screams, angry shouts, and cries rose and fell.

Beneath the waterfall, in the Listening to Water Pavilion, Shi Pingshan and Shi Shengyuan, who were meditating, opened their eyes almost simultaneously, both revealing a solemn expression.

Because of Shi Pingshan's whim, neither of them returned to their own residence tonight, but stayed in Tingshui Pavilion.

The sudden riot at this moment confirmed that Shi Pingshan's whim was not unfounded.

"Shengyuan, you~~"

"Uncle, let's go and take a look first. We can talk about the rest after we find out more!" Shi Shengyuan stood up and said solemnly.

He understood what Shi Pingshan meant, but he wouldn't hide.

His family had always cherished him, carefully protecting and nurturing him, which led to his carefree and irresponsible nature.

Now that our ancestor is gone, it is time for him to protect the family. How can he remain uninvolved when disaster is imminent?

He took out a pot of Drunken Immortal Wine, drank it down, and then, carrying his three-foot-long sword, flew slowly and steadily toward the valley entrance.

Seeing his behavior, Shi Pingshan didn't bother to persuade him. He flashed past him and walked ahead.

"How dare you, you scoundrel, break into my Shi family at night!" Shi Pingshan shouted, his long sword flashing like a rainbow as he slashed at a man in black robes.

The man in black robes seemed to have anticipated this; before the blade even arrived, a dense, icy aura spread out, transforming into a giant palm print that slammed towards Shi Pingshan.

The fiery red blade collided with the palm print, instantly unleashing a violent shockwave.

Upon seeing the palm print, Shi Pingshan's pupils constricted sharply. "You are Bai Shangyuan!"

"Heh heh, I didn't expect anyone would still remember this old man!" The man in black robes let out a hoarse laugh.

Bai Shangyuan was not a martial arts master from the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty, but rather the patriarch of the Bai family in the Wanlin Mountains of the South. The Bai family was quite far from the Sea of ​​Spiritual Beauty, but Bai Shangyuan was quite famous, so Shi Pingshan could easily recognize his move, the Frost Palm.

"Aren't you already dead?" Shi Pingshan asked in shock.

Bai Shangyuan seemed to have died of old age forty years ago, but now he actually appeared in Yunyuan Valley, which Shi Pingshan found somewhat unbelievable.

“Yes, I have already died once!” Bai Shangyuan raised his head, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes.

"It's a pity I can't be a match for Shi Yuqian today, so I can only bully you, a junior!"

With that, he leaped into the air, a terrifying wave of icy air spreading out, and a thin layer of frost instantly condensed on the surrounding vegetation.

The cool moonlight seemed to grow even colder at this moment, making people shiver involuntarily.

"Damn it!" Shi Pingshan's face darkened, and he swept his long sword to meet Bai Shangyuan.

The two then engaged in a fierce battle.

The God of War's battle was magnificent and terrifying. The sheer force of the air waves it generated was terrifying. The violent air waves were like a hurricane, destroying everything in their path, breaking trees, and overturning pavilions and towers.

Meanwhile, two Foundation Establishment cultivators and eight Martial God experts had gathered in Yunyuan Valley. The battle scene was predictable. Although most of them were not going all out, the battle scene was still incredibly grand.

On the cliff, Yang Zhengshan looked down at the battle below. With a thought, he vanished from his spot.

He finally decided to take action.

Regardless of the circumstances, he had to get rid of the obstacle that was the Lian family patriarch. As for whether or not to help the Bei Shi family, that would depend on the situation.

If the Beishi family performs poorly, he will kill the Lian family patriarch and leave. If the Beishi family performs admirably, he will not mind helping them within his capabilities.

With his spiritual sense sweeping across the battlefield, Yang Zhengshan quickly located the position of the Lian family patriarch.

He knew the aura of the Lian family patriarch. He had taken the Azure Wolf King to Lian Family Town before and even had the Azure Wolf King fight the Lian family patriarch.

At this moment, the Lian family patriarch was bullying a group of juniors from the Beishi family. He wielded the broad-backed longsword with great skill, almost killing one of them with each strike.

The Lian family and the Beijing Normal University family have some connections, but this old guy is ruthless when it comes to killing.

Yang Zhengshan suddenly appeared three feet away from him, a hidden glint of light flashing in his eyes. He activated the Soul-Seizing Technique, and a wave of divine soul energy enveloped the Lian family patriarch.

The next moment, the Lian family patriarch stood frozen in place as if he had been struck by a spell.

The Azure Sword was drawn, and a huge head flew up.

The Lian family patriarch did not react at all before turning into a corpse.

Soul-capturing techniques cannot be used lightly against enemies with powerful souls, but the souls of martial artists are inherently much weaker than those of immortal cultivators.

Therefore, a martial arts master like the Lian family patriarch was no different from a lamb to the slaughter in front of Yang Zhengshan.

Once a soul-capturing spell is cast, his consciousness will fall into chaos.

(End of this chapter)