How can simply creating a sect make you invincible?

"Disciple thanks Master for avenging my Xia family." Xia Nianqiu knelt down with a thud and kowtowed to Lu Chen.

"Nianqiu, there's no need for this, get up!"

"And what about those members of the Shangwu royal family who didn't participate in the massacre of your Xia family? Do you want to kill them too? And while you're at it, wipe out the entire Shangwu Dynasty?"

"Master, let's leave those who weren't involved! If we kill them all, the entire dynasty will descend into chaos, and the common people will suffer the most. I don't want to plunge the world into turmoil because of my own grudge."

"Very good, you haven't been blinded by hatred."

"Let's go! When I searched the soul of King Shangwu just now, I learned the whole story. Their Shangwu Dynasty still has some conscience. After killing your parents, relatives, and the Youlan royal family, they buried them all in a mountain forest. This time, I will take you to pay respects to your parents and relatives before returning to the Xuanhuang Continent."

Lu Chen's voice was gentle and steady, carrying a comforting warmth, and slowly reached Xia Nianqiu's ears.

Upon hearing this, Xia Nianqiu trembled, her delicate body shaking slightly, and she slowly looked up at Lu Chen.

"What? Master...you know the burial place of my father, mother, and clansmen?"

Xia Nianqiu's voice trembled slightly, choked with barely concealed sobs. Since the fall of the Youlan royal family, she and Granny Li had lived in hiding for years, their lives consumed by deep-seated hatred and endless longing. Countless times she had wanted to return to their old home to find the remains of her father, mother, and loved ones, but the old royal city was guarded, and she was powerless and alone. She had no idea where the remains of her dearest family lay.

"good."

Lu Chen said calmly, "All the remains of the Youlan royal family were collected by the people of the Shangwu Dynasty and buried in a small hill outside the city."

Lu Chen's few words instantly shattered Xia Nianqiu's defenses that had been built up over many years.

Tears instantly filled her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. The girl, who was usually so resilient and stubborn, who never bowed her head or shed a tear even when she was in dire straits, was now crying with trembling shoulders, looking pitiful.

"Disciple...thank you, Master..."

Xia Nianqiu knelt and bowed slightly, her voice choked with sobs, every word filled with heartfelt gratitude. To her, Lu Chen was not only her master, but also her benefactor who avenged her blood feud and fulfilled her lifelong wish.

"Hey, you little rascal, get up right now."

Lu Chen raised his hand in a gesture of support, his expression indifferent: "No need for that! Let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chen raised his hand and gently slid it forward into the void.

laugh--

A faint cracking sound echoed through the air!

Lu Chen said no more, raised his hand and gently pulled Xia Nianqiu, who was still emotionally unstable, to his side. He stepped into the dark spatial passage, and the two figures disappeared in the sky above the royal city in an instant without a trace.

Below, the entire Shangwu Royal City had fallen into complete silence, followed by a deafening roar!

The entire city's inhabitants, the surviving cultivators, and the civil and military officials who had miraculously survived all stared blankly at the empty sky, their pupils shrinking, their faces filled with terror, and their bodies turning ice-cold!

The terrifying powerhouse who just wiped out more than a thousand elite troops and crushed everyone in the dynasty with a flick of his finger has just left.

He came like a thunderbolt descending upon the world, and he left like a ghost vanishing without a trace!

"A spatial portal! This is a true divine power! Tearing through the void with a wave of the hand, covering tens of thousands of miles in an instant—such abilities... are simply divine!"

"This is too bizarre, too terrifying! I have never seen such heaven-defying cultivation in my entire life! The Martial Dynasty has provoked such an existence; it's practically courting its own destruction!"

"It wasn't the Shangwu Dynasty that offended this senior. Didn't you hear the girl call her 'Master' just now? It's because this girl became this senior's disciple. After the master learned about his disciple's situation, he brought his disciple here to seek revenge."

"Yes, yes, your analysis makes a lot of sense."

"My God! After this incident, members of the imperial family, dozens of generals, numerous elders receiving stipends, and half of the court officials have all perished, along with over a thousand core combatants! The Martial Dynasty has suffered a devastating loss this time; its foundation has been completely hollowed out!"

"It's more than just devastating! Almost half of the royal family's direct descendants are dead, and less than one-tenth of the civil and military officials remain. The court is completely paralyzed. If this matter is not handled properly, the Shangwu Dynasty will be in utter chaos!"

The city was filled with murmurs of discussion, a mixture of fear, sighs, and uproar that lingered over the royal city for a long time.

On the other side, the spatial passage covered thousands of miles in an instant.

In just a few breaths, the spatial ripples gently vibrated, and two figures slowly stepped out of the passage.

Far from the hustle and bustle of the capital, this place is surrounded by mountains, lush with vegetation, and its gentle slopes create a tranquil atmosphere. Before you lies a low but open hillside, encircled by green pines and dotted with wildflowers, a truly serene environment.

The entire hillside is neat and clean, and rows of flat earthen mounds can be vaguely seen on the ground. There are no luxurious tombstones or ornate altars, only simple mounds of earth, neatly arranged here.

This is the burial site of the Youlan royal family, who were unified and buried by the Shangwu Dynasty.

Gazing at the rows of nameless earthen graves before her, Xia Nianqiu's eyes were still red. After several years, she finally stood in the final resting place of her people, but the graves before her were simple and without tombstones. She couldn't tell which one buried her father, mother, brother, or sister.

Just then, Lu Chen beside him slowly raised his hand and casually made a gesture in mid-air.

Boom—!

The solid rock mountain several miles away suddenly trembled, and layers of broken rocks fell off. Accompanied by bursts of rumbling, complete stone tablets with fine texture and a smooth, green color flew through the air!

Dozens of blue stone tablets pierced the sky and landed neatly in front of the earthen graves, standing tall and solemn.

With a gentle flick of his fingertip, a thin trickle of blood quietly seeped from between Xia Nianqiu's brows.

Lu Chen flicked his finger lightly, and a warm Daoist aura merged into the drop of essence blood. With a soft hum, the essence blood suddenly dispersed, transforming into countless fine, hair-like scarlet threads, each thread precisely connecting to the foremost burial mounds.

The crimson threads blended seamlessly with the earthen grave, emanating a faint crimson glow, mysteriously connecting the bonds of blood.

"Nian Qiu".

Lu Chen's voice was gentle, with a hint of reassurance.

"These tombs, linked by blood ties, are the remains of your closest relatives. Your father, mother, and your brothers and sisters all rest here. The tombstones are empty; you shall carve their names upon them yourself."

The moment she finished speaking, all the longing and sorrow that Xia Nianqiu had accumulated over the years surged up. She nodded heavily: "Disciple thanks Master."

With teary eyes, she extended her slightly trembling fingers, using spiritual energy to condense them into a blade, and bent down to land on the cold, blue stone tablet.

With a flow of spiritual energy at his fingertips, each stroke, neat and weighty, etched out a name etched deep into his soul.

Former King Youlan, Queen Youlan, Eldest Brother, Second Brother, Eldest Sister, Second Sister...

Her fingertips pierced the stone, engraving each word into the bluestone, and also deeply imprinting it in her heart.

She took two steps back, gazing at the rows of graves marked with name plaques, and could no longer hold back. She knelt heavily on both knees, gently kowtowed, and tears streamed down her face silently once more.

"Father, Mother, brothers and sisters, and all the deceased members of our clan..."

"I have avenged you."

"Those who slaughtered our Youlan royal family have all been executed. If you have a spirit in heaven, you can finally rest in peace."

She slightly raised her head, gazing at the names on the blue stone tablet, her eyes filled with a gentle light, and continued to murmur softly:

"Throughout these years of wandering and hardship, Nianqiu has never dared to forget the deep-seated hatred. Now I am fortunate to have found a powerful master."

"It was my master who slaughtered all my enemies and helped me settle my lifelong obsession. From now on, Nianqiu is no longer alone and helpless."

"I am about to leave this place with my master to devote myself to cultivation and pursue the Great Dao."

"May my dearest relatives protect me and ensure my smooth path on the path. I will certainly cultivate diligently, living up to my master's teachings and the bloodline of Youlan!"

After speaking, Xia Nianqiu straightened her body and solemnly kowtowed three times to all the graves.