Yunmeng Immortal Clan

After practicing the spells he had mastered, Song Daoxuan packed his belongings. He was no longer dressed in a green robe, but in a black robe, holding a low-grade magic sword, and then went down the mountain.

He was preparing to go to Baiyun Manor, which Old Man Ge had mentioned, to see Zhou Yunlan, a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, and see if he could cure Zhou Yunlan's daughter.

With his Cloud-Stepping Steed by his side, Song Daoxuan traveled at an extremely fast speed for several days, covering a distance of several thousand miles. They were still dozens of miles away from the so-called White Cloud Mountain.

Upon arriving at a village, where mountain spring water flowed into a clear stream, Song Daoxuan took out a gourd he always carried with him from his storage bag, intending to fetch some water to drink.

However, before he could reach the water, he heard the sounds of fighting in the village. He used his Qi Refining Level 8 divine sense to investigate and discovered that there were actually fluctuations of magical power in this mortal village.

A cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining will have their spiritual sense increase from about three to twenty feet by the time they reach the tenth level of Qi Refining.

However, Song Daoxuan was a second-generation person. His physical body had been destroyed in his previous life, but his soul and memories remained in the world. From a young age, his divine sense was ahead of that of the cultivators in this world of cultivation.

Although he is currently at the eighth level of Qi Refining, his spiritual power has almost reached the limit of twenty zhang. In the cultivation world, even true cultivators at the tenth level of Qi Refining rarely surpass Song Daoxuan in spiritual power.

The stronger a person's spiritual sense, the more talented they are in various cultivation arts such as alchemy, weapon crafting, talisman making, and array creation. This is probably why Song Daoxuan was born precocious and had some talent in alchemy.

Song Daoxuan concealed himself and glimpsed six or seven people dressed in red robes at the village entrance. The aura emanating from them was the reason why Song Daoxuan's divine sense detected fluctuations in magical power.

"See? This is what happens. Hand over ten women under the age of thirty from the village, or our swords won't be trifled with..." The leader's eyes were extremely sinister. He held a blood-stained long sword in his hand and stepped on a blood-stained corpse. An extremely strong smell of blood wafted through the air.

On the ground, there appeared to be more than a dozen adult male corpses, who were likely villagers from this small village.

In the world of cultivation, cultivators are concerned with cause and effect and reincarnation. Apart from cultivators who can transcend cause and effect and reincarnation, mortals and all things in this world are subject to their own reincarnation. Once you interfere, you will be tainted by cause and effect, interfere with the Great Dao, and easily attract the covetousness of the Heavenly Dao. As a result, cultivators are extremely prone to developing inner demons and aggravating tribulations when they are making important breakthroughs.

However, the demonic cultivators in the cultivation world do not covet such things; the techniques they cultivate are quick-fix methods such as devouring essence and souls.

Song Daoxuan quickly determined that these seven or eight people were demonic cultivators from the cultivation world.

"If the demonic cultivators want to attack these innocent mortals, then let them attack. People die every moment in this cultivation world. If I rashly kill these seven or eight demonic cultivators, and if these demonic cultivators have accomplices who use detection spells on these mortals, then it is possible that my background will be exposed. This would be extremely disadvantageous for both me and the Qinglian Song Clan..."

"They're just a hundred or so two-legged sheep in the village, a place coveted by demonic cultivators. Even if I leave, they'll be devoured by the demonic path sooner or later..."

"However, these demonic cultivators seem to only be interested in women. They either slaughter the entire village or treat it like a sheepfold. Once the sheep in the sheepfold meet their needs, they plunder it like a whirlwind. But all these complicated matters are none of my concern..."

When Song Daoxuan thought of this, an extremely cold aura appeared in his eyes.

They were about to leave the village when, at that moment, an old man came running from the other side, covered in blood.

"Hero! Hero! A few bloodthirsty fiends have come to the village! Save me, they're coming..." As soon as he finished speaking, a skull enveloped in red light and glowing with blood-red light transformed into a rainbow and struck the old man's head directly.

The skull, still radiating power, continued its trajectory towards Song Daoxuan. Song Daoxuan snorted coldly, patted his storage bag, and instantly a jade-green magic artifact appeared. As Song Daoxuan channeled his magic power into it, the artifact immediately formed a vortex-shaped protective wind wall around him.

The blood-red skull was ejected quite a distance and returned to a man in red robes, who was only at the third level of the Qi Refining stage.

"Fellow Daoist, you are also a cultivator like us, right? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Our master is a late-stage Foundation Establishment elder of the Corpse Demon Sect. Our master sent us to this village to collect some women to practice our cultivation. If anyone tries to stop us, hehe, we of the Corpse Demon Sect are not the kind of people who are merciful..." After saying this, a smug and proud look appeared on the face of the red-robed man. When he saw Song Daoxuan pause for a moment, he assumed that the other party had become wary of him.

"The Corpse Demon Sect, I've heard of it..."

The cultivation world of the Great Li Dynasty is vast and divided into five major orthodox cultivation sects: Bamboo Creek Sect, Sword Inquiry Sect, Beast Control Sect, Ice Wind Valley, and Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

Corresponding to the five righteous giants are the four demonic sects: Heavenly Demon, Blood Demon, Gu Demon, and Corpse Demon.

In the Great Li Dynasty, these cultivation sects were referred to as the Five Sects and Four Schools.

However, in the cultivation world of Dali, the righteous cultivators are still much stronger than these demonic sects. In recent years, these demonic sects have been beaten so badly that they only dare to operate in some remote prefectures and counties, gather some believers, and slowly accumulate strength. As for the Nascent Soul demonic cultivators among the four sects, they have been living in seclusion for a long time and no one knows what these old monsters are planning.

"It seems you've heard of my Corpse Demon Sect, that makes things easier. As long as you leave today, it can be considered that nothing happened!" The red-robed demon cultivator from the Corpse Demon Sect laughed heartily.

But the next moment, the magic sword in Song Daoxuan's hand transformed into a sword arc, driven by the magic power of the eighth level of Qi Refining, and instantly pierced through the forehead of the Corpse Demon.

The demonic cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining in the Corpse Demon Sect died instantly.

"Threatening me? What right do you have to threaten me? Besides, your Corpse Demon Sect is acting so arrogantly in the territory of the Bamboo Creek Sect. Don't you know your own limitations?" Following Song Daoxuan's will, the magic sword returned to Song Daoxuan's hand once again.

The red-clad demonic cultivators seemed to have sensed the commotion and rushed over in an instant, quickly understanding what was happening.

Song Daoxuan's eyes were icy cold and unreserved. He patted his storage bag, and a long cyan sword flew out.

This cyan longsword was extraordinary, and the magical power it contained made these red-clad demonic cultivators extremely wary.

One of the red-robed demonic cultivators widened his eyes and shouted, "A top-tier magical artifact!"

However, before the other red-robed demonic cultivators could even hear what he was saying, they were swept away by a beam of cyan sword light and beheaded.

In no time, the Azure Lotus Sword in Song Daoxuan's hand surged with magical power, killing four of the six or seven red-robed demonic cultivators in succession. The remaining three demonic cultivators suddenly realized that something was wrong and investigated briefly.

They discovered that this person was actually a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining, while the highest cultivation level among their group was only at the third level of Qi Refining. Overall, they belonged to the category of low-level cultivators, so how could they possibly be a match for a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining?

"Fellow Daoist, we have no grudge against you; there's no need for you to be so ruthless!"

"Hehe! Fellow Daoist, please don't joke. If I, Song, were to let you go today, given the nature of you demonic cultivators, you would likely pursue the matter to its source. This hidden danger must be eliminated!"

The remaining few demonic cultivators were also extremely cunning and treacherous. They knew to split into three groups and flee in three different directions, which would greatly increase their chances of escaping from Song Daoxuan's grasp.

Song Daoxuan beheaded a demonic cultivator with a single sword strike.

With another tap on the storage bag, three dark green flying blades enveloped in dark green light instantly chased after a demonic cultivator. The demonic cultivator's escape speed was not as fast as the speed at which the dark green flying blades were slashing. Two of the flying blades struck the demonic cultivator, but neither was a fatal blow.

But just as the third flying blade was launched, it actually struck the neck of the red-clad demon cultivator. Before the red-clad demon cultivator could react, he died and rolled to the ground.

Two red-robed demonic cultivators were killed in succession, leaving only one demonic cultivator. This red-robed demonic cultivator could not escape Song Daoxuan's grasp no matter what. Song Daoxuan unleashed the power of the escape technique, the Dangqiu Technique.

With his Qi Refining Level 8 cultivation, he effortlessly reached the red-robed demonic cultivator's back, and without a word, killed him with a single sword strike.

From then on, all seven red-robed demonic cultivators were completely wiped out by Song Daoxuan. The purpose of killing these demonic cultivators was not because Song Daoxuan wanted to help the village out of kindness. Song Daoxuan was not a merciful bodhisattva. Rather, these demonic cultivators were of lower cultivation than him and dared to threaten him. In addition, they had committed many evil deeds. Therefore, he felt no psychological pressure in killing these demonic cultivators.

After killing the seven demonic cultivators, Song Daoxuan strolled around the village again.

Then an old man came out of the village, followed by almost the entire village.

"Immortal Master, you have slain these demons and saved the innocent mortals in our village. On behalf of everyone, I would like to express our sincerest gratitude to you!" As soon as he finished speaking, the old man was about to kneel down in front of Song Daoxuan.

"No need!" Song Daoxuan quickly stopped the old man from kowtowing with a burst of magical power.

"Village chief, he killed these demon messengers. For generations, our village has sent women to be taken away by these demon messengers to become concubines of these demon lords. But if he kills the demon messengers and angers the demon lords, how can we possibly bear their wrath?" A middle-aged woman standing nearby said with a worried expression.

"Shut up, you illiterate woman..." The village chief quickly shut the middle-aged beauty up, afraid that she would say something that would anger the immortal in front of him.

The middle-aged woman didn't finish her sentence. Song Daoxuan glanced at the villagers and noticed that they treated him with utmost respect, as if he were a deity.

But in secret, their expressions were extremely grim, and they dared not continue speaking, though Song Daoxuan knew the gist of the matter.

"Heh! They've really been slaves to demonic cultivators for so long that they've raised a bunch of obedient subjects, slaughtering demonic cultivators for food, thinking they're going to become the Demon Lord's concubines. How utterly foolish!" Thinking of this, Song Daoxuan wanted to turn around and leave immediately.

Song Daoxuan, dressed in a black robe, took a few steps, and several fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, their faces streaked with tears, grabbed his robe.

"You can't leave! You have to pay for our parents' lives! Why didn't you come sooner? If you had come sooner, these demonic cultivators wouldn't have harmed our parents, and we wouldn't have become orphans!"

"Pay for your parents' lives? I think you've been possessed by these demonic cultivators! These demonic cultivators dare to possess innocent mortals, they're courting death..."

Suddenly, Song Daoxuan was filled with anger. With a surge of killing intent, a sword light swept across, and several fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boys were instantly reduced to blood.

Song Daoxuan hated those who blamed their incompetence on others.

As soon as Song Daoxuan killed someone, the villagers panicked and all knelt down, kowtowing until their heads bled.

"Please spare me, immortal! Please spare me, immortal!"

"These insignificant people, unaware of your capabilities, think they're easy targets..."

If these teenagers hadn't bothered him, he would have been preparing to leave the village altogether. But then Song Daoxuan thought about it again and realized that the ideas of the Corpse Demon Sect were already deeply ingrained in the minds of these mortals.

If I leave the village like this, and the Corpse Demon Sect comes to investigate, my background will be completely exposed.

"Kill these mortals. As for the so-called karmic entanglements in the cultivation world, what do they matter to someone like me who has been reborn twice? Killing them is fine. Erasing these people from this world is undoubtedly the safest thing to do, both for the cultivation families and for myself!"

After much deliberation, Song Daoxuan unleashed a surge of magical power, casting several hand seals into the crowd and releasing some spells he had comprehended. Instantly, most of the people in the crowd were killed or injured. The remaining mortals fled in panic, but Song Daoxuan would not let a single one escape. In no time, he had slaughtered the entire village, young and old, women and children alike.

He gathered all the corpses together and burned them to ashes with a fireball spell, leaving no trace. As for the demonic cultivator's belongings, he naturally didn't let any of them go, collecting them all into his storage bag.