A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu Transmigrates into a Book, the Dao Ancestor of Rein

Chapter 94 The Pursuit, the Yan Family's Disaster, and the Only Opportunity to Turn Black into White
"Is it really necessary?!"

Wang Chan was so frustrated he felt like vomiting blood.

His Blood Spirit Great Technique, while perhaps not the best among the six sects of the Demonic Path, is certainly among the top five.

Even though his cultivation level was shallow, and he had only cultivated the technique to the second level, his speed was still unmatched among his peers.

But why does this unknown Foundation Establishment cultivator from Huangfeng Valley possess a similar Blood Escape Technique that involves burning blood essence to enhance escape skills?
Moreover, is there an irreconcilable hatred between them? Why would they be willing to sacrifice their life essence to pursue him?
What deep-seated hatred, what profound resentment?
"Damn it."

He desperately wanted to escape, but his body was already empty, and there was no more blood for him to vomit.

If he vomits again, he won't even be able to preserve his Foundation Establishment stage cultivation.

"Hehe, young sect leader, you can't escape. Even if I can't capture you, the Core Formation stage experts of my Yue Kingdom won't just stand by and let you go. If I capture you, you'll still be in good health, but if those Core Formation stage seniors take action, you'll probably be in serious trouble."

Han Li threatened.

He wasn't sure of the exact state of the Ghost Spirit Sect member, but he was very clear that Wang Chan was in a very bad condition.

The attacks led by the dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators, though blocked by numerous blood demons, did come at a cost.

In order to entangle the remaining dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators, this fellow decisively abandoned most of the blood he had cultivated using the Blood Spirit Technique, resulting in a severe loss of cultivation. The loss caused by simply abandoning that large mass of blood mist was extremely significant, a unique form of severe damage to one's vital energy.

Moreover, after that, two more drops of his essence blood were burned.

There is very little energy left.

"You, surnamed Wang, should show mercy when you can. You probably don't know that the Six Sects of the Demonic Path have already conquered the cultivation world of Jiang Kingdom and Cheqi Kingdom, and are now preparing to attack Yue Kingdom at any time, right? If you hurt this young master, my father and my second uncle will not let you off, and the Wang family of the Ghost Spirit Sect will definitely slaughter your entire family."

Wang Chan threatened.

With a Nascent Soul stage father and a Nascent Soul stage uncle standing behind him, the intimidation was quite considerable.

Han Li was indeed slightly alarmed.

Perhaps sensing Han Li's hesitation, the Ghost Spirit Sect member immediately changed his tone and approach:
"Fellow Daoist Wang, as long as you let this young master leave, when the seven sects of Yue Kingdom are defeated in the future, my Ghost Spirit Sect will definitely open the door to you with great convenience. At that time, I will even ask my father or second uncle to take you as a disciple, so that you will have the honor of becoming a Nascent Soul disciple under my father's tutelage, becoming a core direct descendant of my Ghost Spirit Sect, and enjoying great glory."

"A promising future, professional advancement, status, women—you'll have everything you desire then..."

"...What do you think?"

In the eyes of the young sect leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect, the conditions he offered were incredibly sincere, and nine out of ten Foundation Establishment cultivators would be tempted.

However, Han Li's refusal was very decisive:
I don't think so.

He not only refused quite decisively, but his tone and gaze also became increasingly unfriendly.

"Young Sect Master, I'm used to being free and independent, and I'm not used to being someone's dog."

If the other party hadn't mentioned the Nascent Soul disciples of the demonic path to him, or asked him to become a disciple of a Nascent Soul cultivator from the demonic path, he might have hesitated for a moment.

Hmm, I hesitated for a tiny bit.

But Wang Chan, that scoundrel, was so self-righteous that he thought the identity of a Nascent Soul disciple of the Demonic Path was a huge temptation, a benefit, and something to be valued and appreciated.
Don't the cultivators of the demonic path know how dangerous it is to be a disciple of a Nascent Soul stage expert of the demonic path?
If they were disciples of the Linghu Patriarch, even a Core Formation cultivator would at least be considered someone of importance, as they wouldn't have any restrictions placed on them. But on the demonic path, Nascent Soul cultivators would place all sorts of restrictions on their disciples! They would also hold back some, or even several, techniques! Core Formation cultivators under Nascent Soul cultivators are merely cattle and horses raised by those old monsters, living worse than dogs, constantly trembling in fear.

Moreover, due to various restrictions placed upon him, any attempt to resist would be futile.

Those restrictions and techniques, if not handled properly, can even hinder the formation of the Nascent Soul stage.

Take the Luoyun Sect for example. Even though they were at the peak of the Core Formation stage, even though they were at the Pseudo-Nascent Soul stage, even though they hid in an extremely secluded place in Yunmeng Mountain to take care of the Spirit Eye Tree and wanted to live a life of peace, what was the result?

I haven't been able to form a gestational bud.

The problem is that, given his natural talent, he clearly had a very high probability of achieving Nascent Soul stage.

However, he was severely restricted due to the nature of his cultivation technique.

He became one of the Heavenly Fiend True Lord's "backup plans".

When faced with an item sent by his former master, the Heavenly Fiend True Lord, he immediately triggered the restriction within his body and was subsequently enslaved by the Divine Art, becoming powerless to control himself.

That's the peak of the Core Formation stage!

He was completely ruined on the spot!
During this time, they had absolutely no power to resist.

This shows how dangerous it is to be a disciple of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator in the demonic path.

They were practically dying in all sorts of fancy ways.

Wang Chan wants him to become Wang Tiansheng's servant? This is outrageous!
They bullied him because he was as ignorant as the other Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.

Therefore, he was very angry.

Not only did it use Blood Escape Technique to chase after them, but the frequency of the flapping of the golden-backed mantis's wings on its back also increased significantly, causing its speed to surge.

This scene, viewed by two pairs of eyes in the shadows, was extremely satisfying.

But Wang Chan found it utterly incomprehensible.

"what happened?"

Why were you suddenly provoked?

In response, Han Li took out the Invisible Needle Talisman and silently recited the incantation, preparing to activate the talisman for a fatal blow. He wanted to avoid any unforeseen complications.

As for the consequences?

At worst, I'll kill Wang Chan and then go to the Yue Kingdom's palace.

And judging by the timeline, Xin Ruyin should be nearing completion of her research on repairing the ancient teleportation array. Once the teleportation array is fully repaired, what worries will he have left?

"kill!"

Sensing the growing sense of danger behind him, Wang Chan, covered in cold sweat and utterly perplexed, felt a sense of foreboding.

His keen intuition told him that the talisman in the other party's hand was dangerous!
very dangerous!

Once activated, he will be in grave danger:

"How do you possess such a dangerous talisman?"

The intense sense of crisis he felt was almost as strong as the one his father had given him.

Damn.

He used the talisman his father gave him to deal with a Core Formation cultivator from a sect in the Jiang Kingdom, and he used it twice in a row to deal with Core Formation cultivators from that sect.

With that talisman, he cooperated with the Li brothers to complete a series of counterattacks.

That feeling was absolutely amazing.

They ultimately achieved quite a lot.

However, the price was that the talisman's power was exhausted after only two uses.

This means they currently lack any powerful means to counter the murderous intent behind them.

"How to do?"

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in his mind: I've got it.

Immediately, Wang Chan did something astonishing: he took off the storage bag from his waist and threw various items onto the ground.

In short, everything that was given out was good stuff for Foundation Establishment cultivators.

He finally understood: Huang Fenggu was after his entire fortune. No matter how grand, impressive, or enticing his promises were, nothing beats reality.

To Wang Chan's surprise, Han Li showed no intention of stopping at all.

If I say I'm going to kill you, then I'm going to kill you.

Anyway, after killing Wang Chan, wouldn't all the spoils of war on the battlefield be his? Han Li understood this very well.

Seeing this, Wang Chan was utterly desperate.

On Han Li's side, the Invisible Needle magic weapon had already been activated and was about to be fired.

But at that moment, a blinding white light rapidly approached from behind, and a voice echoed in Han Li's ears:

“Nephew, don’t kill him. This boy is best used as a bargaining chip.”

The white light moved incredibly fast; upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a bolt of lightning several dozen feet long. This bolt of lightning caught up with Han Li in just a few breaths, then flashed straight towards the blood-red clouds ahead.

"Senior Uncle Lei?"

Han Li's eyes flickered slightly, and he slowly reduced his speed, also quickly putting away the invisible needle talisman treasure in his hand, which was so transparent that it was almost invisible.

Because the person who came was none other than Lei Wanhe.

With Lei Wanhe's speed and strength, there's no reason why he couldn't deal with Wang Chan, who was severely injured and seemed to lack explosive power.

really.

Not long after.

A flash of lightning dispersed the blood-red cloud in front of them, revealing a panicked figure within.

"This Blood Spirit Technique is quite extraordinary, but unfortunately, you haven't mastered it yet."

Lei Wanhe praised, but with a hint of teasing.

In his view, if this little guy from the Ghost Spirit Sect could reach the Core Formation stage and master the third level of his cultivation technique, his escape technique would be three or four times faster than that of an ordinary Core Formation cultivator. At that time, even he wouldn't dare say he could easily defeat him in terms of speed.

"A dignified Core Formation cultivator bullying a Foundation Establishment cultivator like me? Are all Core Formation cultivators in Yue Kingdom so shameless?"

Wang Chan gritted her teeth and said.

"Sharp-tongued. If it weren't for me, you would already be dead at the hands of my nephew. Kid, you should be thanking me."

The chubby Lei Wanhe went up and gave Wang Chan a big slap.

It slammed heavily onto the back of Wang Chan's head.

Wang Chan was so dizzy and disoriented from the photos that she saw stars.

"Hmph, besides, when you had those Li brothers deal with the disciples and followers of my Seven Sects, why didn't you say that it was unfair and unethical for two Core Formation cultivators to bully some Foundation Establishment cultivators? Your Ghost Spirit Sect can bully the weak with its superior strength, but you won't allow the cultivators of my Yue Kingdom to retaliate in kind?"

"You think you're right? You think you're so capable?"

Lei Wanhe launched several more intense attacks.

Wang Chan's head was spinning from the beating.

When the Ghost Spirit Sect member raised his head again, his eyes had become much clearer:
"Senior, please stop! I know I was wrong. Thank you for saving my life."

A true man should be able to bend and stretch.

At that moment, all of Wang Chan's unspeakable thoughts were suppressed deep in her heart. Her expression, on the verge of tears, perfectly resembled that of a wronged young wife.

They might already be thinking about their parents.

Han Li, on the other hand, sucked the burning essence blood back into his body.

Thank goodness, Uncle Lei arrived just in time.

Fortunately, only a small portion of that drop of blood essence was burned.

Otherwise, the loss of vital energy will be significant, and the long-term consequences will be much greater.

...

Here at Yanling Fort.

Before Han Li and Wang Chan met, the red-haired patriarch of the Yan family suddenly stood up and looked south of Yanling Fortress, towards the dozen or so streaks of light flying towards them in the distance.

Immediately, his expression became extremely solemn and grim.

"That's... a Core Formation cultivator from one of the Seven Sects?"

"And why did more than a dozen of them suddenly appear?"

"This this…"

A bead of sweat appeared on the old man's forehead, and he felt his vision blurring.

Did the people of the seven factions receive some advance notice?
When Hong Fu stopped concealing her aura and shattered the Ghost Spirit Gate's Yin Fire Formation with an exceptionally sharp crimson sword light, not only did the Yan family's patriarch's vision go black, but the rest of the Yan family members also experienced a moment of dizziness and fear.

"This aura..."

"It's the late stage of Core Formation!"

A late-stage Core Formation cultivator from one of the Seven Sects of Yue Kingdom was lurking right under the nose of the Yan family. He witnessed firsthand how the Yan family allowed the Ghost Spirit Sect to ambush dozens of Core Formation cultivators from the Seven Sects. As a result, even if they wanted to exonerate themselves in front of the Seven Sects, they would have little confidence left.

It’s over.

Ruined.

The Yan family made the wrong bet today.

"Does this mean my family is going to be wiped out by my hand?"

The patriarch of the Yan family felt a dizzying, disorienting sensation.

I feel a tightness in my chest.

No.

No.

Something must be done.

"Quickly, immediately inform the elites of the Martial Arts Hall and the core members of the Life and Death Hall to leave Yanling Fortress through the secret passage. Let them escape! Every single one who can escape is a victory!"

The escape of these people could, to some extent, distract the cultivators from the seven sects.

"Right, quickly tell Yan'er to escape, escape immediately! Hurry! Tell her to take the most secluded secret passage northwards! Escape to the northernmost Xi Kingdom, and never return to Yue Kingdom! Tell her to hide her identity, and it would be best if she could find her cousin..."

The Yan family patriarch looked at the three elders beside him and gave them instructions.

"Ancestor, what exactly happened?"

The members of the Yan family's decision-making team all looked tense.

The fact that their ancestor was so alarmed meant that something must have changed.

"More than ten Core Formation stage cultivators from the seven sects have arrived!"

As the Yan family patriarch landed, the scene fell into a deathly silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Before everyone could recover from their shock, the red-haired old man looked at a middle-aged scholar:
"Xuan Ye, you and Yan'er are on the same path, and you two can keep each other company. From now on, you will assist Yan'er and offer her advice. Whether the Yan family can continue and rise again depends on Yan'er, Xuan Hao, and you, Xuan Ye."

Yan Xuanhao, Yan Ruyan's cousin, is a hidden genius with extraordinary spiritual roots.

He faked his death to escape in his early years.

He traveled to some countries in the far south and lived as a wandering monk there.

It was a brilliant move by the Yan family.

His current cultivation level is already on par with that of the Yan family patriarch, at the mid-stage of Core Formation.

"But Ancestor, what about the restriction left on Yan'er by the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect?"

Xuan Ye said urgently.

With that restriction in place, Yan Ruyan and Wang Chan were practically bound together by life and death.

If one of them dies, the other will also die before the restrictions are lifted.

The method to lift the restriction lies solely with Wang Chan.

"I can't worry about that now. I just hope that the Wang family's kid is reliable and can escape using the mysterious escape techniques of the Blood Spirit Technique."

A hint of helplessness flashed in the old ancestor's eyes:
"Take this storage bag and give it to Yan'er. If anything happens to Yan'er, give it to Xuan Hao. And you three, give your storage bags to Xuan Ye."

The Yan family patriarch handed over his storage bag, then looked at the three pseudo-core stage elders who were nearly two hundred years old with a serious expression.

His storage bag belonged to the Nascent Soul ancestor of the Yan family hundreds of years ago.

It contains most of the Yan family's precious items.

The Qiankun Tower contains talismans and various cultivation resources.

Over the years, most of the cultivation resources inside have been used up. For Nascent Soul stage cultivators, this is nothing; but for the vast majority of Core Formation cultivators, the wealth inside is enough to save them from taking a hundred or more detours.

As for the storage bags of the three clan elders in front of us?
These all represent the heritage of the Yan family.

It also possesses considerable wealth.

"Ancestor, this..."

"Time is running out."

Upon hearing this, one of the three hesitated for a moment, but the other two elders immediately took off their storage bags and handed them to the middle-aged scholar.

"Xuan Ye, let's go, let's live on our share."

Seeing this, the old man, who had seemed slightly hesitant, stopped stalling and, with red eyes, handed over his storage bag.

"Come on."

When the Yan family unanimously agreed to choose the Ghost Spirit Sect, they anticipated this possibility.

I just didn't expect the backlash to come so quickly.

Even more unexpectedly, more than ten Core Formation stage cultivators from the seven factions came to initiate a purge.

The Yan family had absolutely no chance of winning.

go.

Walk quickly.

One person can leave as many as possible.

If you've made the wrong choice, you have to pay the price for your mistake.

"Remaining personnel, activate the fortress defense array and prepare for battle."

The red-haired old man gave the order again.

"Preparing for war?"

"is that useful?"

Several clan elders murmured in a daze.

at the same time.

Outside Yanling Fort.

Before the dozen or so members of the seven factions of Yue Kingdom could arrive, the elder of the Li brothers was severely injured by a single sword strike from Fairy Hongfu. Then, in the blink of an eye, she casually severed the elder's head, which was filled with astonishment and resentment.

The Crimson Cherry Sword, which had slipped from his grasp a moment before, flew back and was retrieved. The sword trembled, and a few drops of blood dripped from its tip.

"Second brother."

Of the Li brothers, the one who looks like a child has a sorrowful expression.

However, there was no time for him to grieve.

Taking advantage of the moment when Hong Fu was dealing with the old man, he had already created some distance between them.

Immediately, a beam of light appeared, and they fled frantically.

Kill Hong Fu to avenge his brother?

The dangerous thought only flashed through my mind for a moment before being replaced by the will to survive.

After all, he couldn't even beat them when he was with his brother, let alone on his own. Now it's not a question of whether or not to take revenge, but how he can escape and survive.

"This Hong Fu, although not among the most powerful late-stage Core Formation cultivators, is still a formidable expert in the late-stage Core Formation realm..."

The difference in cultivation level is obvious.

They, the brothers, were only at the early stage of Core Formation.

They had just tried to join forces, exhausting all their resources with powerful secret techniques and various vicious methods to deal with Hong Fu, but to no avail. Not only were they useless, but their offensive was easily dismantled by the top female cultivator in the Yue Kingdom who had reached the Core Formation stage, and she seized the opportunity to counterattack.

In particular, her younger brother wanted to take two Core Formation disciples from the Seven Sects hostage in an attempt to force Hong Fu to submit and let them leave.

Then, the hostages were not captured, and the younger brother was outmaneuvered by the enemy and suffered a kidnapping.

Otherwise, they could have held on a little longer.

no solution anymore.

escape.

Run away quickly.

"Want to go?"

Hong Fu glared at her coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

With a soft hum, the Crimson Cherry Sword flicked away the fresh blood that had just stained its blade.

The next moment, she moved, transforming into a fiery red streak of light and chasing after it.

Before leaving, he specifically instructed the disciples of the seven sects to immediately head southwest and meet up with their respective sect leaders.

The Yan family was powerless to do anything about it.

If we act now, there's no chance left.

Furthermore, once they take action against the disciples of the Seven Sects, Hong Fu will definitely abandon the pursuit of the other Li brother and directly target the Yan family.

At that point, the Yan family had no room for excuses.

"You must defend Yanling Fortress."

After pondering for a moment, the patriarch of the Yan family leaped into the air and shot diagonally towards the children who were preparing to flee eastward from the vicinity of Yanling Fortress.

Upon seeing that it was the Yan family patriarch, the child among the Li brothers was overjoyed: "Fellow Daoist, please help me!"

With the help of the Yan family patriarch, even if it's just to delay Hong Fu for a moment or two, he could find an opportunity to escape.

However, what responded to him was a pagoda that the Yan family patriarch ruthlessly summoned with a wave of his hand.

This is not the natal magic weapon of the Yan family patriarch, but a magic weapon left behind by the Yan family's Nascent Soul ancestor hundreds of years ago: the Qiankun Tower.

Because it was used to refine talismans, its power was reduced by 10% or 20%.

Legend has it that the ancestors of the Yan family once obtained three Qiankun Pagoda talismans.

Actually, the rumor is false.

The truth is that the ancestors of the Yan family forged a Qiankun Tower of great importance themselves.

However, to prevent future generations from failing to protect this treasure, before his death, he disguised the completed Qiankun Tower magic weapon as the Qiankun Tower talisman treasure. This allowed him to evade the gazes of the seven Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

The fact that they are using this now is clearly a demonstration of force.

It is also demonstrating its own value.

This is not.

The moment this treasure appeared, the air within a radius of seven or eight miles seemed to freeze, and the speed of flying objects plummeted. The closer something was to the Qiankun Tower, the faster its speed decreased. The Li family child's escape technique, which originally allowed him to travel at a speed of a thousand feet per second, was reduced to only three or four hundred feet per second under the interference of the Qiankun Tower's field.

The child sensed his situation, his expression changed drastically, and then he looked at the Yan family patriarch with a mixture of shock and anger, letting out a scream:

"Old man Yan, have you gone mad? How can the Yan family possibly benefit from treating me like this? Once you're on my Ghost Spirit Sect's ship, do you think you can get off?"

"Noisy!"

The Yan family patriarch snorted coldly.

He immediately activated the Qiankun Pagoda with all his might.

With the full force of his mid-stage Core Formation mana, the pagoda rapidly expanded from a tiny inch to a hundred feet in size. Then, it shook violently, and beams of yellow light shot out from the bottom of the giant pagoda, drawing the unsuspecting child who had plunged into this stagnant space into the pagoda.

At this moment, the child's eyes were filled with terror and despair.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, let's talk this out. If we join forces, we can escape..."

But the Yan family patriarch showed no pity, only intense anger: "I said, you are really noisy."

The Yan family's current predicament is entirely due to the troublemakers of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

He will not be able to quell his anger if he does not kill these people.

"die."

Inside the Qiankun Tower, a section of space suddenly contracted, and the child's head immediately burst open like a watermelon.

The colossal tower, hundreds of feet tall, shrank to only a foot in size in the blink of an eye.

A storage bag and a golden pill floated out from it.

Killing a Core Formation stage cultivator did not seem to be a difficult task for the Yan family patriarch.

Of course, the premise is that you shouldn't be locked onto by the Qiankun Tower, nor should you be locked onto by the Qiankun Tower while injured, and you shouldn't get too close to the Qiankun Tower. If you don't get close, the Qiankun Tower might not be able to forcibly hold you back even if you fly at full speed during the Core Formation stage.

The eldest of the Li brothers was so easily killed because he tried to shift the blame to the Yan family patriarch, hoping to have him take the fall for him. However, he was instead killed by the Yan family patriarch who was too close to him.

"The magic weapon, the Qiankun Pagoda?"

Not a talisman from the Qiankun Tower?

The appearance of this treasure shocked the entire audience.

Hong Fu, whose escape light had stopped not far away, had a solemn expression on her face:

"I never imagined your Yan family possessed such a treasure?"

Even though this Qiankun Tower has not been tempered by the Infant Fire or nourished by the magic power of Nascent Soul cultivators for many years, its power has declined.

Even if a Core Formation cultivator's inner fire and magical power can only barely stabilize the spirituality of the magic weapon and slow down the rate at which its power decreases.

Furthermore, although the Yan family patriarch was a direct descendant of the Yan family, he was not the original owner of this magical artifact. Therefore, when activated, it could only unleash a little over 70% of the artifact's power.

Despite the influence of many factors, the power of this treasure is not something she can directly confront.

Fortunately, her reinforcements are arriving soon.

"I apologize for making this a laughingstock, Fellow Daoist Hong Fu. It is all my fault for listening to the instigation and slander of those villains from the Ghost Spirit Sect, which led to this disaster. The Yan family is innocent; all the blame lies with me alone. Fellow Daoist Hong Fu, if I atone for my sins with my death and offer up this Qiankun Pagoda, would you spare the Yan family?"

The Yan family patriarch looked on with longing.

He didn't even ask for his own survival, but only that more members of the Yan family could survive.

"Fellow Daoist Yan is quite generous."

Hong Fu remained outwardly calm, but inwardly she was somewhat tempted.

If the Dong family could acquire another important heirloom, it would greatly narrow the gap between them and the other three major families with strong foundations in Huangfeng Valley.

Therefore, it's impossible to say that I wasn't tempted at all.

"What do you think of the previous suggestion, fellow Daoist?"

"The Yan family patriarch said urgently."

The rest of the seven factions are about to arrive, and he must seize this last glimmer of hope as soon as possible.

The secret dealings between the Yan family and the Ghost Spirit Sect are likely only known to those in Huangfeng Valley. If this person from Huangfeng Valley can speak on behalf of the Yan family, all problems can be easily solved.

The original deadlock was naturally untied.

"Let's talk about this later."

After pondering for a moment, Hong Fu neither refused outright nor nodded in agreement.

She knew very well that if she pushed this person too far, she would most likely get nothing at all.

However, the fate of the Yan family would then rest entirely in her hands.

"Very well, please consider the pros and cons carefully, Fairy Hongfu."

The Yan family patriarch did not press the matter further, but instead tossed out one of the Li brothers' storage bags and a golden pill as a gesture of goodwill.

He knew very well that Hong Fu was still furious about the Yan family's betrayal.

At this point, we can only let the other party make their own choice.

You should try to discern the pros and cons yourself.

All he could do was express his feelings and subtly adjust the scales.

...

"Whoosh whoosh..."

"Senior sister, I'm here to help you."

Li Huayuan's voice could be heard from a great distance.

Before the person arrived, the voice transmitted through divine sense arrived first.

Immediately afterwards, a magic weapon ruler over ten feet long shot out, seemingly intending to split the Yan family patriarch and the Yanling Fortress behind him in two.

"Junior brother, stop."

Hong Fu spread her divine sense and replied to a direction several miles away.

Before long, a dozen figures, accompanied by dozens of disciples from the seven sects, arrived in the sky above Yanling Fortress with unfriendly expressions.

Among these dozen or so people, those with slightly higher cultivation levels were in the mid-stage of Core Formation, such as the grandmother of the Twin Heroes of the Hidden Moon.

Even those with lower cultivation levels are at the early stage of Core Formation.

Most importantly, a disheveled old man carrying a middle-aged man also silently appeared among the dozen or so people:

"You guys are really slow."

Upon seeing the disheveled old man, everyone bowed in respect.
"Senior brother."

"Senior Qiong..."

"Elder Qiong..."

This person was none other than the Old Monster Qiong of the Hidden Moon Sect.

Originally, he didn't have much time left to live, and he was already preparing for his funeral inside the gate.

Upon receiving the invitation from the three from Huangfeng Valley, he immediately rushed over to the Yan family to see this so-called treasure hunt. To be precise, he wanted to gamble one last time before he died.

After all, that's all the fun he has.

With his escape skills, he should have been able to leave the other two members of the sect behind and arrive here first. However, he encountered Li Huayuan and the other two members on the way. The four of them chatted for a while and waited for the other Core Formation stage cultivators.

Then, he couldn't sit still any longer, so he came here alone.

However, as he passed by Qingliang City on the outskirts of Yanliang Mountain, he sensed a familiar fluctuation of cultivation technique. He immediately followed the aura and, fortunately, found a Hehuan Sect cultivator who could only express his "bad luck."

Moreover, he was a Hehuan Sect elder at the mid-stage of Core Formation.

This was truly an unexpected delight.

He really enjoyed encountering cultivators from the Hehuan Sect.

When dealing with this man, especially considering that he needed to capture him alive, he spent a little more time toying with him.

Otherwise, he would very much like to experience the power of the Qiankun Tower firsthand.

I really want to try and see if the Yan family's Qiankun Pagoda can suppress his invisible needles!
The appearance of Old Monster Qiong made the lone Yan family patriarch feel uneasy, leaving him with no room for complacency. He was confident that he could deal with almost any Core Formation stage cultivator from the seven major sects with the Qiankun Tower magic treasure left by his ancestors, but he was not confident in dealing with Old Monster Qiong.

"Huh? Elder Qiong, who is this person you're holding in your hand?"

Some people noticed the middle-aged man in the old man's hand who was not young but had a youthful appearance.

"I just took a stroll around that ordinary town outside Yanliang Mountain and casually caught this Core Formation stage cultivator from the Hehuan Sect."

"Someone from the Hehuan Sect?"

The grandmother of the two beauties who were veiled by the moon frowned.

The other cultivators also raised their eyebrows.

Old Monster Qiong ignored those and instead looked at the Yan family patriarch:

"Your Yan family is quite interesting, very interesting indeed. This treasure hunt at Yanling Fortress is truly unexpectedly exciting. Not only has it attracted people from the Ghost Spirit Sect, but it has also attracted scum from the Joyful Union Sect."

Qingliang City and Yanling Fort are several dozen miles apart, not far apart.

A Core Formation cultivator's divine sense can reach that area.

"There's actually a Core Formation stage cultivator from the Hehuan Sect hiding in Qingliang City?"

Hong Fu raised an eyebrow.

She hadn't noticed the other person before, and the other person hadn't noticed her and Junior Brother Lei either.

The patriarch of the Yan family frowned violently.

Why is it that not only the Ghost Spirit Sect has come this time, but also the Joyful Union Sect in secret? Just how badly has the demonic path infiltrated our own Yanling Fortress?

Just as he was getting annoyed, he suddenly remembered the invitations he had sent to the Immortal Core Formation stage cultivators of Jiang Kingdom and Cheqi Kingdom to attend the conference.

Most of the people from the Hehuan Sect, like those from the Ghost Spirit Sect, infiltrated Yanling Fortress using invitations.

Oops... I was careless.

"Hmph, regardless of what kind of cultivators the Hehuan Sect are, let's first talk about what's going on with the Yan family."

A middle-aged man at the peak of the mid-stage Core Formation realm from Tianque Fortress said in a deep voice.

He had already heard about what happened at Yanling Fort from his disciple Ma Yunlong, and therefore his expression was extremely hostile when he looked at the Yan family patriarch. This disciple, who was very likely to reach the Core Formation stage, had almost perished at the hands of the Yan family. Was this going to ruin the future of Tianque Fort for the next few decades?

The entire Tianque Fortress was counting on Ma Yunlong to become the new Core Formation cultivator and break the sect's eighty-year drought of not producing a new Core Formation cultivator.

"Indeed, the Yan family owes us an explanation."

The other Core Formation stage cultivators also wore cold expressions and launched their attacks in unison.

He gave the Yan family patriarch a completely unfriendly look.

They all learned from their own disciples that the Ghost Spirit Sect had almost wiped them out, and that it was Hong Fu who had saved them.

Nobody here is a fool.

The fact that the Ghost Spirit Sect could so blatantly slaughter seventy or eighty disciples from the seven major sects clearly indicates that the Yan family was providing cover for them, condoning their actions, or even that the Yan family had actually sided with the Ghost Spirit Sect.

However, everyone had just witnessed the scene of the Yan family patriarch suppressing and killing the Core Formation stage cultivator of the Ghost Spirit Sect, which raised considerable doubts.

They still need to ask Hong Fu what exactly happened.

The only people who know about this matter are probably Hong Fu and Lei Wanhe from Huangfeng Valley.

As for the Yan family?

If I can't give everyone a satisfactory answer, then I'll just exterminate our entire clan.

"Let's discuss this later, after Junior Brother Lei returns, shall we?"

Hong Fu smiled.

Now, the initiative is entirely in Huangfeng Valley's hands.

If Huang Fenggu says the Yan family is evil, then the extermination of the Yan family is inevitable. But if Huang Fenggu says the Yan family is good, then there is room for maneuver.

It all depends on how much benefit the Yan family can give to Hong Fu, Junior Brother Lei, and Junior Brother Li.

If the benefits offered far exceed the spoils to be divided after the Yan family is destroyed, the Yan family can naturally continue to exist.

Hong Fu saw through all the intricacies of the situation.

The Yan family patriarch also realized this, and a strong vitality suddenly appeared in his ashen eyes.

"Alright, let's find a place to sit down first."

Old Monster Qiong nodded.

"How about that hill to the west?"

Hong Fu pointed to the mountain where the Ghost Spirit Sect had previously set up the Yin Fire Formation.

"can."

"Let's go and check out the Ghost Spirit Sect's layout; we're sure to find something there."

"... "

The group of Core Formation cultivators, along with many Foundation Establishment disciples from the sect, quickly returned to the top of the earthen hill.

The Yan family patriarch, who remained where he was, pondered for a moment before summoning three elders from Yanling Fortress:
"Take my identity token and go quickly to bring Xuan Ye back. As for Yan'er, tell her to hide away for a while..."

Just then, a flash of white light appeared in the distance, and a bolt of lightning over ten zhang long soon appeared on the western hilltop, revealing three figures: Lei Wanhe, Han Li, and the captured Wang Chan.

Upon seeing Wang Chan, whose legs and arms had been broken and who was unconscious, the Yan family patriarch immediately changed his tune:
"Forget it, let's call Yan'er back as well."

If Wang Chan couldn't escape, then Yan Ruyan, who was bound by a special restriction, also couldn't find peace.

Once Wang Chan dies, Yan Ruyan will also die from the backlash.

Rather than dying silently outside, it's better to return and exchange enough benefits for an opportunity with Yellow Maple Valley.

This time, the Yan family is likely to suffer tremendous damage!

Touching the Qiankun Pagoda that had been with him for two hundred years, the red-haired old man sighed inwardly.

This treasure is unlikely to be preserved.

...

The seven sects at the Core Formation stage each sent approximately two members.

Three people from the Hidden Moon Sect and the Yellow Maple Valley did come.

The reason these people were able to arrive almost simultaneously was because the time they had arranged to meet a few days ago was today, the day of the treasure hunt.

In addition, Li Huayuan intercepted them halfway.

In order to make a fortune, this Uncle Li went to great lengths and spared no effort to stop the Core Formation stage experts from various sects from discussing the upcoming bet.

Only Old Monster Qiong arrived a moment earlier.

The group gathered together, consisting of a total of sixteen Core Formation stage cultivators.

It's easy to imagine the pressure the Yan family is facing.

After the Core Formation stage cultivators from the seven major sects casually chose futons to sit on, they immediately summoned their disciples to inquire about the previous details. Others began examining the array materials buried underground.

"It really is the Ghost Spirit Sect's Yin Fire Grand Array, but it's only temporary, less than a tenth of the full version's power. Otherwise, it would pose a considerable threat to us Core Formation stage cultivators."

A Core Formation cultivator, well-versed in array formations, offered his critique.

"No wonder Fellow Daoist Hong Fu was able to break it with one sword. I thought your supernatural powers had greatly increased again."

"That grandmother of Duobao from the Hidden Moon Sect said sourly."

She was at the mid-stage of Core Formation, and like Hong Fu, she had been stuck at the peak of the mid-stage for thirty or forty years.

However, Hong Fu reached the late stage of Core Formation before her, becoming the first female Core Formation cultivator among the seven sects of Yue Kingdom.

But she is still stuck in the same place.

He's only at the mid-stage of Core Formation.

People fight for pride, and she, from the most prestigious sect in Yue Kingdom, with impeccable lineage, lost to Hong Fu from Huangfeng Valley.

This has caused her a great deal of frustration and depression over the past few years.

The two competed openly and covertly for nearly two hundred years, but in the end, she was left behind.

No one present responded to the woman's words.

Everyone kept their eyes down, their noses closed, and chatted amongst themselves.

Master Hongfu didn't take the words of the person from the Hidden Moon Sect to heart. Instead, she opened the soundproof barrier and looked at Lei Wanhe and Li Huayuan, asking them telepathically:

"Junior brothers, what should we do next with the Yan family? Should we expose their heinous acts and have them wiped out? Or..."

The sound transmission was very well concealed, and with triple soundproofing, even Old Monster Qiong couldn't eavesdrop.

Upon hearing this, Lei Wanhe and Li Huayuan fell into deep thought.

Before long, Li Huayuan, who had already learned of the situation, was the first to express his opinion:
“The Yan family has wicked intentions and will only cause trouble if we keep them around. In addition, the Yan family has been siding with the Hidden Moon Sect in recent years, not with our Yellow Maple Valley. If we protect the Yan family, we are helping the Hidden Moon Sect protect that promising seedling with the Heavenly Spirit Root. Therefore, in my opinion, Junior Brother, we should take this opportunity to destroy the Yan family and divide them up.”

That Qiankun Tower talisman treasure was something that Li was extremely envious of.

As for the magic weapon, the Qiankun Pagoda?
Since he hadn't contributed much, he wasn't expected to do anything.

Hong Fu did not comment on this, but instead looked at Lei Wanhe.

Soon, Lei Wanhe finished thinking and spoke:

"Senior sister, I don't think it's necessary to destroy the Yan family. Instead, we should protect them."

"Why?"

Li Huayuan raised an eyebrow.

"Because the continued existence of the Yan family can bring greater benefits to my Yellow Maple Valley, and also to the three of us."

Lei Wanhe said with certainty.

"Senior Brother Lei, what do you mean by that?"

"Junior brother, let's just talk about the present. We've saved the Yan family and turned black into white. The Yan family will have to give us a lot in return, right?"

Upon hearing this, Li Huayuan nodded.

This is the truth.

Lei Wanhe continued:

"Look, as long as the Yan family can offer more than the benefits that the other seven factions can share after they wipe out the Yan family, wouldn't you and I have made a profit? After all, even if we share the Yan family's wealth with the other six factions, what we end up with might not be as much as the Yan family is willing to give us."

Even among the other major factions, who all had a share, the distribution of spoils depended on their individual contributions.

"Makes sense."

Li Huayuan stroked his chin and nodded slightly.

I understand what Lei Wanhe means.

"Secondly, by saving the Yan family, they owe Huangfeng Valley a huge favor. If we ever need anything in the future, the Yan family will certainly not refuse us easily."

"Furthermore, let some of the core members of the Yan family join our Yellow Maple Valley. We will treat them all equally. As for that Heavenly Spiritual Root, we haven't seen it yet. If this woman doesn't die today, she will definitely become a late-stage Core Formation cultivator or even reach the Nascent Soul stage in the future. If we are the enemies who destroyed the Yan family, the Yan family woman will definitely not let it go peacefully. But if we are the benefactors who protected the Yan family, even if the Yan family woman doesn't repay us, she will at least take care of our Yellow Maple Valley out of consideration for the kindness of protecting the clan and for her own direct descendants in the Yellow Maple Valley."

At this point, Lei Wanhe couldn't help but sigh:
"Senior Sister, Junior Brother Li, don't forget how long the Ancestor is living."

"A major sect relies entirely on Nascent Soul cultivators to maintain its prestige. Yet, my Yellow Maple Valley only has one late-stage Core Formation cultivator, my senior sister, who only recently broke through. If our ancestor fails to break through his cultivation level and gain more lifespan within two hundred years…"

"And yet, even after more than a hundred years, you still haven't achieved the Nascent Soul stage..."

"My Yellow Maple Valley is now in a state of discontinuity!"

A sect without a Nascent Soul cultivator at its helm is nothing in Tiannan; it has no right to acquire land veins or mineral veins. The destruction of a sect can be decided in the blink of an eye by the surrounding Nascent Soul sects.

(End of this chapter)