Fairy, help me cultivate.

Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Conspiracy Between the Qingxu Sect and the Jiang Family

Jiang Bailian ultimately did not come to find Chen Yao.

But Chen Yao knew he couldn't wait any longer. After finding out the route to the Jiang family mansion, its defenses, and Jiang Bailian's residence, he killed several servants.

He hosted a banquet for the Qingxu sect, but treated the Kuanglu sect member coldly, even restricting his freedom...

The reason these servants dared to be so rude to him was probably not only because they were arrogant and conceited, but also because the Jiang family planned to imprison him and give him to Qingxuzong as a gift.

So, the Jiang family might be turning against the Qingxu Sect and intending to completely break with Kuanglu.

Thinking about this, Chen Yao couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

He only wanted to forge a sword, but unexpectedly ended up in a bandit's den.

He arrived at the courtyard gate, released his divine sense, and indeed discovered the Jiang clan cultivators hidden around the courtyard.

Fortunately, perhaps the entire Jiang clan suffers from arrogance, and the highest level of those cultivators is only the late Foundation Establishment stage.

The problem now is how to eliminate these monks as quietly as possible.

In the pitch-black night, the small courtyard was utterly silent.

The wind rustled through the bushes outside the courtyard, and the cultivators lying in ambush in the trees waited impatiently for the signal to capture Chen Yao.

The courtyard gate slammed shut, breaking the silence of the night, and the body of a servant, his internal organs ripped out, was thrown out.

The monks in the tree looked at each other and exchanged a gesture.

A person fell into the shadow of a tree and quietly jumped into the courtyard.

The courtyard returned to silence.

An incense stick's time passed, but the person still did not come out.

The monks were getting impatient, so they sent out another one.

This time, as soon as the man entered the courtyard, screams erupted, and several corpses were thrown out.

Besides the servants, there were also two Foundation Establishment cultivators who had ventured into the courtyard.

The monks lying in the tree realized they had been exposed, so they decided to stop waiting for a signal.

"How dare you!"

The group flew from the tree into the courtyard together.

As soon as they landed, several wisps of dark purple smoke enveloped them like a net.

These Foundation Establishment cultivators were, after all, well-informed and experienced. Their pupils contracted, and they quickly dodged and defended themselves.

"It's a Gu worm curse!"

Where the light burst forth, the dark purple smoke dissipated.

They scoffed, looking at Chen Yao sitting leisurely in front of the door, and said contemptuously, "A petty trick! As a guest, you slaughtered members of the Jiang family. What is your crime?"

Streams of light shot towards Chen Yao like lightning.

Chen Yao's lips curled up slightly. He conjured blood into a shield, which flew up and blocked the magical artifacts that the cultivators were attacking.

At the same time, a streak of dark golden light flew out from the grass and pierced straight into the temple of a cultivator.

He didn't even have time to utter a sound before he collapsed and died.

The dark golden light didn't stop and went straight for the other person's crown.

The man was startled by the recently deceased cultivator and hurriedly summoned a defensive token to defend himself, while simultaneously leaping and dodging with lightning speed. However, the token only blocked the attack for a moment before being pierced by the dark golden light and striking the cultivator's chest.

From the grass, the Three Purple Fire-Swallowing Python opened its mouth wide and spewed out a mouthful of venomous fire.

He collapsed and died.

"A demonic golden core artifact! Poisonous fire!"

The other cultivators reacted quickly and gathered together. While they used their attacking magic weapons to deal with Chen Yao, they also worked together to resist the tricky piercing of the dark gold light and the ambush of the three purple fire-swallowing pythons.

Before they knew it, the group had been cornered against the wall.

Suddenly, golden threads burst forth from the grass in the corner, quickly forming a shimmering golden net that bound them all within.

The cultivators hurriedly recalled the magical artifacts that had attacked Chen Yao, attempting to break free of the Golden Treasure Chain Lock.

But how can their Foundation Establishment artifacts compare to the speed of the Golden Core stage's golden needles?

Dark golden light flashed, and all but the two strongest Foundation Establishment cultivators were instantly killed.

The Golden Chain Lock could not withstand the attack of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, and its light gradually dimmed.

Chen Yao made a hand seal and chanted an incantation. Six silver lights fell from the sky, and a silver-armored deity appeared, instantly suppressing the two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.

With a clanging sound, their ritual implements lost their grip and fell to the ground.

Their eyes were filled with horror.

"You're clearly in the early Foundation Establishment stage, where did you get so many powerful magical artifacts? And what's with this spirit summoning technique?"

Chen Yao had no intention of answering their questions. He simply waved his hand, controlled the two flying insects, transformed them into Gu poison, and injected it into the space between their eyebrows.

He commanded the silver-armored deity to release one of the men he was suppressing, and then grabbed him by the collar and led him into the house.

“I will question you one by one. If there are any inconsistencies in your testimonies, then those corpses outside, whose internal organs have been emptied by Gu worms, will serve as your examples.”

Chen Yao's tone was extremely calm.

The two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators felt a chill run down their spines.

Two incense sticks later.

Chen Yao left behind the corpses of the two Foundation Establishment cultivators, his brows furrowed in solemnity.

The Jiang family was divided into two factions: one was the pro-Kuanglu faction, and the other was the pro-Qingxu faction.

The old clan chief, who was also Jiang Bailian's great-grandfather, was a member of the Kuanglu Sect, but he failed to break through and has now passed away.

Taking advantage of the situation, the pro-Qingxu faction launched an attack and imprisoned the Jiang clan members who were pro-Kuanglu faction.

As luck would have it, Jiang Bailian and he returned to the Jiang family at this critical juncture.

Since the clan leader is dead, Jiang Bailian's visit to the clan leader is likely a trap.

Thinking of this, Chen Yao frowned even more.

No wonder Jiang Bailian didn't come; perhaps she's also under house arrest by the Jiang family.

That boisterous banquet was very likely a celebration of victory.

Now, Chen Yao faces two choices.

First, we need to find Jiang Bailian and escape from the Jiang family together.

Second, he could escape from the Jiang family, find a disciple of the sect nearby, tell the sect about the incident, and return as soon as possible to rescue Jiang Bailian.

He pondered for a few moments, then made a decisive move. After collecting the storage bags of the Foundation Establishment cultivators, he disappeared into the shadows and slipped out of the courtyard.

The Jiang family has many Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators. Let alone whether he and Jiang Bailian can escape, it's questionable whether they can even find Jiang Bailian successfully.

Why not take advantage of their momentary lapse in attention, slip away from the Jiang Clan, and bring back the sect members to rescue Jiang Bailian?

Chen Yao's plan was good, but as soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, the entire Jiang family's protective array burst into a dark red light, and the sound of gongs and drums resounded.

Somewhere in the northeast, a muffled thunderous sound rang out, followed by a fleeting flash of dark blue light.

Once the protective mountain formation was activated, it completely blocked any possibility of Chen Yao escaping from the Jiang family.

A whooshing sound arose in mid-air, and streaks of light approached.

Unable to escape alone, Chen Yao steeled his resolve and slipped away towards the turmoil in the northeast.

No sooner had he left than several beams of light fell into the courtyard.

"He actually got away!"

A middle-aged Taoist priest with an antique appearance said coldly.

The old man who greeted Chen Yao bowed and said, "Judging from the condition of these corpses, he didn't escape from the courtyard for long. Now that the mountain-protecting formation is activated, he can't escape the Jiang family!"

The middle-aged Taoist nodded: "This boy has caused my Qingxu Sect to lose face several times, and he has risen rapidly in the Kuanglu Sect. We must not let him live!"

The old man hurriedly said, "I will immediately dispatch Golden Core cultivators. Even if we have to turn the Jiang family upside down, we will find him."

The middle-aged Taoist priest hummed in satisfaction, then asked, "Jiang Bai is only at the late Foundation Establishment stage, so why can't you deal with him?"

The old man replied, "In order to extract her Daoist bloodline, she must be completely trapped; otherwise, things could easily go wrong."

"Hurry up!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest grew impatient.

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Finding a Way to Insert Her Affair

A dark red protective array stretched across the night sky, adding a menacing touch to the hustle and bustle of the Jiang family mansion.

Chen Yao lurked in the shadows, occasionally avoiding the patrolling and searching Jiang family members and Qingxu Sect disciples.

Judging from the number of people searched in several waves, Qingxu Sect sent quite a few people this time.

Approaching the turmoil to the northeast of the mansion, Chen Yao gradually deduced that this was the residence of the Jiang clan patriarch.

Thinking that it was likely Jiang Bailian who made the noise just now, he felt a chill and became even more cautious.

The closer he got to that place, the more Jiang family members he found there. Eventually, the area became so crowded that it was impossible to pass through.

Chen Yao had no choice but to stop temporarily and release his divine sense.

Perhaps it was thanks to the demonic seal, or perhaps his divine sense was already very strong, and having reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he could consciously use it. In no time, he had scanned all the cultivators along the path from here to the clan leader's residence.

Fortunately, most of them were Foundation Establishment disciples, with only one Golden Core disciple inside.

Now that the turmoil has subsided, Chen Yao can tell from the solemn figures of these young men that Jiang Bailian may not have surrendered yet.

But how can I evade so many eyes and enter the clan chief's courtyard?

As he was deep in thought, a Jiang clan disciple in the early stage of Foundation Establishment walked towards him.