Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

As night deepened, sword energy soared into the sky.

As the sea of ​​sword energy swept over the bamboo shadows, they were crushed bit by bit.

Finally, a sword shaped like a green bamboo let out a mournful cry in resentment.

The soul within this evil sword has been extinguished.

Even the sword itself was covered in cracks.

Chen Huangpi's victory wasn't exactly easy.

But it was also a natural outcome, an inevitable result.

He was already quite capable.

In addition, he is the only one who can achieve perfect harmony between man and sword.

He can be called a true master of swordsmanship.

Even without using the Demon Tree, Crimson Evil, Shadow of Yama, or Yellow Springs Yin Soil, just with this swordsmanship alone, Bamboo Shadow wouldn't stand much of a chance against him.

Buzz! ! ! !

The demonic tree scabbard covering the Void Divine Sword exploded, turning into wisps of ashes.

The sword emitted a resounding, exhilarating clang.

However, the number of nicks and chips on its blade continued to increase.

Not only that, but there was an extremely terrifying power that seemed to be overflowing from those gaps. Although it was a broken sword, it gave people the illusion that even the soul could be cut open.

"The damage to the Void Cave is even more severe."

Chen Huangpi stroked the sword and sighed, "Fortunately, Liu Shujiao sent me the bamboo shadow, otherwise there would have been nowhere to repair it, and the shadow of the Tai Sui Killing Sword would have really been revealed."

To be honest, Liu Shujiao's arrival was just in time.

It's like rain after a long drought, or sunshine after winter snow!
Otherwise, Chen Huangpi would never have used the Void-Piercing Divine Sword.

Once the Void-Piercing Divine Sword is damaged to its limit.

The sword shadow within the sword will then be unable to be maintained.

The sword leaves a shadow, the eye hides a shadow.

When the Eye of Calamity can no longer hold on, the sword shadows will erupt, wiping out everything within a radius of dozens of miles.

Houses, living beings, every blade of grass and every tree will turn to dust.

Even the soul will be obliterated.

In the past, Chen Huangpi always treated this as a last resort when all other options were unavoidable.

Look around again.

Chen Huangpi then realized that, unknowingly, his struggle with the bamboo shadow was already almost outside the capital of Dakang.

"Let's go back to the Wang family!"

Chen Huangpi's heart was pounding with excitement, and he desperately wanted to melt the bamboo shadow in order to repair his Void-Piercing Divine Sword.

……

And after this farce, which began with the Xie family and ended with the murder of Liu Shujiao, the patriarch of the Liu family, and the theft of the clan's treasured sword, came to a close.

Openly and secretly, countless people breathed a sigh of relief.

It finally stopped.

If the killings really continue, no one will be able to sit still.

Fortunately, Chen Huangpi didn't go completely berserk.

But after witnessing such a powerful being...

The patriarchs of the four great families felt the flame of creating gods burning even brighter in their hearts.

All the troubles that come from desire.

In the past, things were better; powerful families and the emperor ruled the country together.

Before the cataclysmic changes in the world ended, no matter how talented or extraordinary someone was, their strength was limited to a certain level, with a very clear upper limit.

It's different now.

An even more formidable and ruthless person has emerged.

Although it seems to be a different path from creating gods.

However, if someone is more capable than them, they must find a way to catch up.

Otherwise, the fate of the Xie and Liu families today will be their calamity tomorrow.

Inside the Du family's old residence.

The patriarchs of the four great families—Song, Li, Han, and Meng—arrived without prior arrangement.

"Is Du Rugui not here?"

The Song family patriarch frowned and said, "I tried to communicate with him telepathically, but he didn't reply. Could it be that he has important matters to attend to?"

"I don't know."

The Li family patriarch shook his head and said, "But Du Rugui is His Majesty's honored guest. Now that Chen Huangpi is a powerful figure in the capital, the one in the palace might not be able to sit still and might summon him."

"Let's ignore him for now."

The patriarch of the Han family sat down and said expressionlessly, "Since the four of us are all here, there's no need to say much. Let's discuss the matter of creating a god."

Chen Huangpi frightened them.

The Liu family, one of the five great families, is now leaderless and no longer lives up to its name.

The four of them naturally wanted to change.

To change is to survive.

As for creating gods, these individuals originally planned to do things their own way, each with their own ulterior motives.

In other words, they trust and rely on each other, but they are also wary of each other.

But the situation is different now, so of course we need to stick together and support each other.

“There are three passages left behind by the earth dragon after it turned over outside Yanzhou City.”

The patriarch of the Meng family offered his sincerity: "One of them is connected to the Yellow Springs Yin Soil, while the other two have long been blocked. However, I believe that if we are willing to take drastic measures, we can open them up."

"In addition, my Meng family is also searching in Bingzhou, Qingzhou, and Chuzhou. According to the local records, these places are known to have instances of earth dragons turning over, so we should be able to find something there."

"The same applies to Yangzhou, Beiman City, and Juma City."

The patriarch of the Li family added, "Our Li family comes from a family of geomancers. Many years ago, we learned that the so-called 'earth dragon turning over' is often traceable."

“Starting from the confluence of the canyons, it stretches for thousands of miles. By following this vein of earth, one can find many passages that connect to the Netherworld.”

At this point, the Li family patriarch paused, then added, "The geomantic compasses on the market are all just for show. There are some good ones that are not for sale, but I can bring them out."

The geomantic compasses of Da Kang were mostly made by the Li family.

The patriarch of the Li family could say such a thing.

Clearly, he's planning to take a huge gamble this time.

Do or die!

The Han family patriarch said coldly, "My Han family may not have any other means, but we can still produce the method for creating Golden Core puppets."

Upon hearing this, the Song family patriarch, the Li family patriarch, and the Meng family patriarch were all taken aback.

They all looked at the Han family member with strange eyes.

The method for creating Golden Core puppets. This is a closely guarded secret of the Great Kang royal family.

The aristocratic families intermarried and exchanged goods with each other.

Some undercover agents, though not strictly identifiable, are perfectly normal; they're just gathering information, and everyone tacitly understands this.

But all these years, I never realized that the Han family had this trick up their sleeve.

They really hid it well...

"very good!"

The Song family patriarch clapped his hands and praised, "The time for creating a god is imminent. If it weren't for Chen Huangpi, we could have proceeded slowly. But now that he's here, we should all work together to plan this great undertaking."

"My Song family has found twenty-eight passages."

"Half of them are usable."

"With the addition of the Liu family, those seven prominent clans, and all the large and small families under your command, through information sharing and resource allocation, we can all become true gods!"

Actually, if it's just for the purpose of creating a god.

These four old foxes may not necessarily be willing to stick together for warmth.

The main issue is that they discovered an extremely serious problem.

“My Song family has planted secret guards around His Majesty.”

The Song family patriarch did not hide anything and said calmly, "His Majesty once said that before the next earth dragon rises again, a statue of a god must be made for him."

"next time?"

The other three elders exchanged glances upon hearing this, and all frowned.

This time it will be very delicate.

The earth turning over doesn't mean it's a certainty that will happen at a certain time.

For decades, centuries, and even in some barren lands where no life can survive, earthquakes of varying magnitudes occur every year.

Sometimes, the earth's upheaval isn't severe.

Apart from the house shaking, I couldn't feel any other changes.

But sometimes, the earth really does shake, and countless people die or are injured.

"The mountains outside Beijing, I remember the last time the earth shook was seventy years ago."

That's why they say, the longer you live, the more knowledge you gain.

The Li family patriarch frowned and said, "The time before last was eighty years ago, and the time before that was not much different, only about three to five years apart. Only the time more than a thousand years ago was a little longer, but it was only a little over a hundred years ago."

"If we extrapolate from this, the earth will rise up in those mountains in about ten years."

However, the Li family patriarch couldn't continue speaking as he went on.

The Han family patriarch said coldly, "There's only one passage in that imperial tomb. We've already started working on it. How much yellow mud can we get from one passage? It's not enough to make a statue."

They could all find numerous passages leading to the underworld, let alone the Great Kang Emperor.

So this "dragon turning over in the ground" doesn't necessarily refer to the area in the mountains outside the city.

However, it is possible to determine the specific criteria based on which location.

Who can explain it?

That's why we say "next time, next time"—it's wonderful beyond words!

"It might be a hundred years, or ten years, or a year, or a few months."

The Song family patriarch squinted and said, "Brother Li, Brother Han, Brother Meng, we can gamble on anything, even the future of the family, but we dare not gamble on this moment!"

In fact, he didn't mention what would happen a few days later when the earth dragon, which Emperor Dakang was looking forward to, would rise up.

If that's the case, then why are these aristocratic families creating gods?

They should obediently offer their necks and await execution.

All we can say is that we should just consider it as a few months for now.

"The Great Kang Dynasty had two capitals and thirty-four provinces."

The Song family patriarch said, "Today, the four of us will avoid the capital, divide up the rest of the land, and do everything we can to keep our distance and break through all the passages in the entire Dakang."

"Only in this way can enough yellow clay be collected in a short time to create the statues of their respective gods."

"We'll die together, we'll live together!"

“The people in the city can all be used to turn them into golden core puppets.”

"What should we do about Wang Taiyu?"

"I'm really afraid he'll follow the clues and find out something."

"Simply put, the best way to cover something up is to create something even bigger."

"The Liu family has lost the dignity of a prestigious family; let's help them regain it."

The patriarchs of the four great families quickly settled on their next plan after exchanging words.

Of course, they also knew that plans are static, but people are dynamic.

If it can be executed, then execute it; if it cannot be executed, then change it.

No matter how much we calculate, we must create a true god!

And just then.

Boom!
A bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, the raindrops began to fall.

In the blink of an eye, a torrential downpour began.

The four patriarchs of the great families suddenly sensed something and sat up together, looking towards the gate of the Du family's old residence.

All that could be seen was the torrential rain.

An old figure stood there.

It was none other than Du Rugui.

"Brother Du?"

"Brother Du, have you gone to see His Majesty?"

“We are disturbing you so late at night because we are waiting for Brother Du to come and bear witness.”

"There's nothing to witness."

Du Rugui remained indifferent and said coldly, "I have no intention of interfering in your human affairs, nor am I interested in interfering, much less dare to interfere. Goodbye, everyone!"

"In that case, I'll take my leave."

Although the patriarchs of the four great families had their doubts, they couldn't say much because of Du Rugui's attitude.

After all, the Du family really doesn't get involved in worldly affairs.

After they leave.

Du Rugui slowly walked to the main seat in the hall, turned around and sat down, then stared blankly at the door.

After a long time.

Sudden……

Du Rugui's face instantly turned deathly pale, and blood seeped from his nose, mouth, ears, and the corners of his eyes. (End of Chapter)