Cultivating a family of immortals

In Guanyun Village, as the last member of the Zheng family was killed, all the villagers shouted in unison.

"The Xu family is mighty!"

"Master, you have avenged the ancestral feud of my former Qingping Mountain villagers. Master, I would gladly serve you as your slave for the rest of my life!"

"My ancestors for three generations were slaughtered by the Zheng family. Today, I will offer the head of that Zheng family bastard as a sacrifice!"

Xu Jingheng and Fang Shouzhuo, panting heavily, exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with excitement.

The two joined forces against their enemies, both with cultivation levels around the sixth level of Qi Refining. They consecutively killed five Qi Refining cultivators. Such a feat is hard to believe if told to others.

Looking at the scene of corpses strewn all over the ground, Xu Wanghe sighed inwardly:

"This is the cruelty of the cultivation world; the weak are destined to be slaughtered! My Xu family must continue to expand its power; we cannot become a second Zheng family!"

After his worries subsided, Xu Wanghe turned and looked in one direction, his face extremely stern as he said:

"The Chang brothers, get over here!"

Among the cheering villagers, two middle-aged men were mixed in with the crowd. Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the two men.

The two Chang brothers were stunned, a hint of guilt flashing across their faces. They ran over shakily, bowed, and said:

"Master, why have you summoned us?"

At that moment, Sun Erzhu, who was sitting in front of Zheng Linyuan's corpse in a daze, also heard Xu Wanghe's voice and quickly stood up and went over.

Xu Wanghe quietly looked at the two Chang brothers. They were both around fifty years old now, with graying temples and straight backs, but their shoulders had slumped.

Over the years, the two brothers have been responsible for cultivating the Xu family's spiritual seedlings. As spiritual plant growers, they have lived a relatively good life and have each married and had children.

Just now, Xu Wanghe had been keeping a close eye on the two of them during the melee.

For so many years, he had never been able to understand how Cui Hehuan could have such precise control over the leaked information when he attacked the Xu family. Although Xu Changle's information was deliberately leaked, it was still too much of a coincidence.

At that time, Xu Wanghe always thought that cultivators had their own methods of gathering intelligence, which were very mysterious.

But over the years, he has come to realize that cultivators are not gods, and they still need scouts and insiders to gather intelligence.

Cui Hehuan fell for the trap and came to the door; someone must have been secretly passing him a message.

Even if this person indirectly helped the Xu family, how could Xu Wanghe tolerate the existence of such a person?

Apart from that, there's only today's business.

The fact that the Zheng family was able to arrive at this location at the right time, bringing all of them to attack the Xu family, must mean they had confirmed that he and Chang Le were dead.

Since the Zhao couple had passed away early, Xu Wanghe always felt that the Xiang family would not easily believe what the Zhao couple said, and that there must be another place in the village.

Therefore, he cast a suspicious glance at the two of them.

These two men were severely beaten by Sun Erzhu many years ago and became the laughing stock of the village. For the past ten years or so, they have avoided Sun Erzhu's presence. They appear obedient on the surface, but who knows if they harbor any intention of revenge?

Sure enough, during the chaotic battle, while the local militia fought, the two men watched furtively from the sidelines, neither helping nor cheering. It seemed as if they were about to run away as soon as the Xu family was defeated.

So, they called the two of them over.

The two were filled with fear and shock, and dared not look up at Xu Wanghe.

Xu Wanghe merely looked at them, and the unconsciously emanating majesty made the two of them extremely nervous.

At this moment, all the villagers gathered around. Sun Erzhu looked at the two of them and snorted coldly:

"Since the patriarch has asked the question, why not answer?"

The two looked up nervously, almost in tears. They glanced at Xu Wanghe but dared not look him in the eye.

The eldest son of the Chang family said, trembling:

"Master...what is it that you wish to ask?"

Xu Wanghe remained silent, continuing to gaze at the two quietly.

Without speaking or making a judgment, Xu Wanghe wanted to break through the two men's minds, since the matter was only a suspicion and he had no evidence.

Upon seeing this, Xu Jingheng immediately understood what his grandfather was trying to do, and promptly snorted angrily:

"How dare you! Quickly confess your crimes, and you will be spared death, with your punishment depending on the circumstances. If you continue to feign guilt when death is imminent, then both of you will die today!"

After saying that, Xu Jingheng added, still not entirely convinced:

"Of course, if you were forced to commit these crimes, you can confess honestly. If you confess early, considering that you were forced, you may be pardoned!"

This is the method of interrogation used by mortals. If a mortal were to interrogate them, the two would certainly not admit to anything.

But now, standing before them were immortal masters, and after a fierce battle, the ruthless killing of these immortal masters was deeply imprinted in their minds. As soon as Xu Jingheng spoke, their legs went weak and they knelt down on the spot.

The second son of the Chang family shouted, "Patriarch, they are all immortal masters from the Chaoyang Sect... no, those bastards are here to force us brothers. If we don't pass on the message from the patriarch's family, they will kill us!"

"Shut up!" The eldest son of the Chang family suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly spoke up to stop him.

But it was already too late.

Xu Wanghe sighed and asked:

"I already knew about this; it's just a matter of whether you're willing to tell me yourselves. Furthermore, I've already investigated and clarified the matter of Cui Hehuan's collusion with you back then!"

The eldest son of the Chang family stared blankly at Xu Wanghe.

The second son exclaimed in shock, "How is this possible? Cui Hehuan is already dead. How did you find out, Patriarch...?"

Xu Wanghe's eyes were deep and mysterious, and he thought to himself that he had guessed correctly!

Immediately, the Xu family and villagers understood the situation and were furious, pointing at the faces of the two Chang brothers and cursing them.

"Master...spare me, spare me!"

Knowing their scheme had been exposed, the two brothers had no choice but to kowtow and beg for mercy.

Xu Wanghe waved his hand, and Fang Shouzhou stepped forward and stood in front of the two, calmly saying:

"Throughout history, traitors have been far more despicable than enemies. If we don't kill you today, it would be an injustice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of sword light appeared, and the two Chang brothers died instantly.

Sun Erzhu sighed softly, deeply moved.

A childhood friend, now an adult, bullied me. After I hit him, I thought that was the end of it, but I never expected that they would both commit such a grave mistake now that they've reached the age of fifty...

Just then, two people ran into the village.

The visitors were Xu Changle and Xu Jingtao.

The two men hurried along, their faces grave. Seeing that the Xu family was all safe and sound, they breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did they allow Sun Erzhu to organize the local militia to clean up the mess. Xu Changle gave Xu Wanghe a meaningful look, and the father and son went to the side. Xu Changle said with concern:

"I've already helped Jing Tao kill the people from the Chaoyang Sect. I've learned that their sect is already mustering troops to prepare to descend the mountain and attack the village. Father, what should we do?"

Xu Wanghe's expression also hardened, and both father and son looked worried.

But then they heard Xu Jingheng standing at the village entrance, gazing at the corpses scattered everywhere, reciting poetry while swaying his head.

Xu Wanghe and Xu Changle both raised their eyebrows, exchanged a glance, and laughed.