With the Tang family's current strength.
In less than half a day, the entire Imperial Sword Sect had been slaughtered.
Tang Xuan showed leniency, only killing those who stubbornly resisted.
All the ordinary disciples were released.
The once mighty Imperial Sword Sect collapsed overnight.
Of course, people can be released, but the treasures must be left behind.
Tang Xuan thoughtfully left some food and a set of clothes for the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect.
They packed up everything else and took it with them.
Even before leaving, he used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique to absorb the spiritual veins of the Imperial Sword Sect.
Although the Tang family already has its own spiritual vein.
However, having two spiritual veins is not impossible.
It was laden with spoils of war.
Tang Jiayun's boat drifted away.
Only a large number of Yujian Sect disciples were left standing on the mountain, trembling with fear.
They looked at each other, one looking at the other.
It all felt like a dream.
Ximen Qiudi witnessed the destruction of the Imperial Sword Sect in its entirety.
She didn't utter a sound.
After all, the Imperial Sword Sect provoked them first, so it was only natural for Tang Xuan to seek revenge.
In the world of martial arts, there are hardly any principles of justice.
Those who spout platitudes about benevolence and morality are either hypocrites or true villains.
The rest are all already lying in coffins.
The victor is king, the loser is villain; decisive in killing and ruthless, revenge is always sought.
That is the only way to survive.
Tang Xuan's actions were perfectly justifiable.
However, Ximen Qiudi was ultimately whipped less often.
I just can't get over that hurdle in my heart.
"Miss!"
Manager Wang said softly.
"Let's go back!"
Ximen Qiudi let out a long sigh.
"Tell the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect that if they have nowhere else to go, they should come to the Ximen residence!"
This was the only thing she could do for these disciples.
In fact, as soon as Steward Wang spoke, the homeless disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect had already submitted.
No resources, no backing.
In this dog-eat-dog world.
It's just a walking piece of fat.
Nobody's a fool.
Moreover, the Ximen Manor is many times stronger than the Imperial Sword Sect.
If not now, when?
Even those disciples who joined the Ximen Mansion did not express regret for the Imperial Sword Sect; on the contrary, they were filled with a sense of happiness at joining the Ximen Mansion.
For ordinary disciples, happiness is very simple.
As long as there's enough to eat and drink, and resources to draw upon, that's enough.
This wish can even be described as humble.
Because they are just at the bottom.
No human rights exist at the bottom of any power structure.
Exploitation and oppression have long been the accepted helplessness.
Moreover, they are mediocre in talent.
Since you can't rise to prominence, what difference does it make which sect or power you belong to?
The cloud boat of the Ximen Mansion drifted away.
At this moment, a shadow silently appeared on the summit of the Imperial Sword Sect.
It was the shadowy figure!
He swam around at an extremely fast speed, his pupils flashing with a terrifying light.
"That's right... it's the aura of the Myriad Spirits Blood Pearl!"
The shadowy figure stared at the cloud boat of the Ximen Mansion, remained silent for a moment, and then disappeared from the spot.
After he disappeared, another figure appeared.
But it was Tang Xuan who returned.
He squinted at the disappearing shadow, a smile playing on his lips.
"Heh, you've fallen for it? Everything is going according to plan!"
...
Inside Black Dragon Stronghold!
A roar erupted.
"What! The people from the Ximen family stole the Myriad Spirits Blood Pearl? How is that possible!"
The Black Dragon Chieftain suddenly stood up, a terrifying light flashing in his eyes.
The shadowy figure cautiously said, "I witnessed with my own eyes that Miss Ximen Qiudi of the Ximen family led a group to destroy the Imperial Sword Sect!"
"Moreover, according to intelligence, all the martial artists who went to Tianyi City died, and only Ximen Qiudi returned alive!"
The Black Dragon Chieftain clenched his fists, and terrifying demonic energy emanated from his body.
"Ximen Fu! You're courting death!"
"Men, assemble the troops and head to the Ximen residence!"
The gates of Black Dragon Stronghold burst open, and a cloud boat sped out at great speed, heading towards the West Gate Mansion.
Ximen Mansion!
Located on a plain, nestled against mountains and beside water, it is rich in resources.
The head of the manor, Ximen Xiaofeng, is also the only innate expert among the three manors of the same family.
He was honest and kind, always treating others with kindness and a strong sense of justice, which earned him an excellent reputation.
Ximen Qiudi, the daughter, was born with the Azure Phoenix Dao Body and has fully awakened her bloodline. It is only a matter of time before she steps into the Innate Realm.
With its abundant resources and numerous industries, it is undoubtedly a dominant force.
With no more worries and everything back to normal, Ximen Xiaofeng's smile never faded.
"Hmm! This year's harvest is pretty good. The yield of spirit rice and spirit herbs has increased by 20% compared to last year, which basically meets expectations!"
Ximen Xiaofeng smiled and put down the ledger in his hand.
With three months to go before the Lunar New Year, Ximen Mansion has already achieved its annual goals ahead of schedule.
"By the way, Old Li! Since today's harvest is plentiful, why not take some out to help the poor, at least to ensure they can survive!"
Chief Steward Li, the head steward of the Ximen household, is someone who grew up with Ximen Xiaofeng since childhood.
Although nominally the steward, he was actually the second most important person in the Ximen household after Ximen Xiaofeng.
"The Lord of the Manor is kind and benevolent. I thank you on behalf of the poor people!"
Manager Li said with a smile.
Just as the two were discussing how to distribute the supplies.
A loud shout rang out from the sky.
"Ximen Xiaofeng, come out here and face your death!"
A tremendous roar, like muffled thunder, rolled in.
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