173 Decisiveness
Upon receiving the urgent letter from their families, both Young Master Chai and Young Master Huang immediately sought help from the elders of their respective factions. They had been making various offerings to the elders, including handsome men and beautiful women, money, and elixirs, and these elders were well aware of the benefits.
When an outstanding disciple of one's own sect runs into trouble, the elders naturally have to take a look. And since it's a good young man from the mortal realm with no background, it's likely that he's already exhausted his territory.
The young man's opportunity might yield some rewards; he might even be able to extract a few pounds of oil from it. The gains would certainly be substantial, and even if not, the disciples of Wanzhou should be eternally grateful and dedicate themselves wholeheartedly to the cause.
So, the elders in the sect didn't think too much about it. After finding out the details, they quickly agreed. As for the conditions, there was no need to go into them. If they weren't satisfied, they could just change them. After all, it was just ants offering sacrifices, so there seemed to be no difference.
They could swallow it all, but the spiritual energy in the mortal realm is scarce, so they don't want to stay there for long. Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent agents; the spiritual energy is too thin for them to stay in.
Immortality is their pursuit, but some medicinal herbs and food still need to be obtained from mortals; they are too lazy to do it themselves.
Moreover, some demon cores and corpse cores are produced by demons and evil spirits eating people. Mortals are the nourishment, the grass, while demons are the rabbits, and they are the ones who harvest the rabbits.
Of course, even a rabbit will bite when cornered. If it transforms into a jackal or a tiger, then everyone must work together to squeeze as much profit as possible out of ordinary people.
Inside the other carriages were the helpers invited by the elders, as well as some sect disciples doing odd jobs. Their strength was, of course, considerable.
On the official road, most of the disciples of the Longevity Sect were dressed in black, but one of them wore a blue robe and carried a one-foot-long flying sword, which was hidden from view.
The other disciples, dressed in black and carrying mostly swords, numbered about twenty. A chill seemed to have descended upon the official road; there were hardly any people along the way, except for two carriages ten miles from the city gate. How strange.
The people on the carriage were speaking venomously. They were still dressed in luxurious clothes. One was wearing a bright red robe, and the other was wearing a dark-colored light gauze robe. They were both beauties when they were young, and they still looked good now.
There were two or three menacing-looking men with knives at their waists on the carriages around them, as if they had been robbed.
Inside the carriage, a vicious voice rang out. "Madam Chai, this He Chen is a thousand times more ruthless! He has slaughtered us meritorious officials like this; it's practically tantamount to rebellion! We must report this to our superiors and have his entire family executed!"
The other woman, in her fifties, was indeed unhurried, but her eyes held a similar level of resentment and malice.
He said softly, "Madam Huang, this brat He Chen, today I will make sure he is reduced to ashes, and chop him into mincemeat to vent my hatred."
And that little brat from the Xie family, he actually betrayed us! He's asking for death! Perfect, we'll wipe out the entire Xie family today. This Xie Yanyan is quite beautiful; she'll be a good slave for my son.
As soon as she finished speaking, she snapped the jade bracelet in her hand. Perhaps thinking of He Chen's tragic end, she actually laughed happily.
Looking at Madam Chai's terrifying smile, Madam Huang felt a slight fear and echoed, "My son Qilin said that the sect has sent an elder, and this time they will surely capture him in one fell swoop."
And the Mi family—they actually dared to interfere this time! Their entire clan must be wiped out.
Madam Chai's eyes flashed with madness, her face ashen. She nodded. 'This Demon-Slaying Division, along with General Jing, stood idly by, clearly accomplices. They must all be killed. Let everyone know that in Wanzhou, our Chai family is the one in charge.'
It seems that these two ladies are waiting here for reinforcements. Their purpose is quite obvious. After all, they have ruled for so long, and last night's killings were too swift. Otherwise, things would be much more complicated.
Wan Nianzong's weapons were not visible, and his clothes were of mixed colors, but a faint silver light flashed, indicating that the dozen or so people on the group were also quite skilled in cultivation.
Some stood close together, whispering to each other, their eyes revealing the satisfaction of their trip, as if Wanzhou City were a lamb to the slaughter.
A voice echoed in his mind. "This time we're going to make a killing. I even spent a spirit stone to smooth things over."
Another voice came, "You only took one? I've lost out big time! I even gave you a fifty-year-old ginseng. This time, you must eat well, drink well, have fun, and be in good health."
I just heard that the Chai family has quite a few exquisite orchids and chrysanthemums, truly peerless. We…
Just as he was about to continue, he was interrupted by someone beside him, "Don't overthink it. Although this Young Master Chai hasn't been a disciple as long as we have, his aptitude and talent are quite good. And why did Elder Feng come personally? This young master is about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, the Martial Emperor level."
"Ah, thank you so much, brother. After we deal with that kid, you go first."
Then, a cool breeze blew by, carrying with it all bawdy talk and gossip.
He Chen remained focused and investigated carefully. There were hidden helpers here, but not really. There was one on each side, and their auras were similar.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew fiercely by the roadside, causing the trees to sway and shake as if they were afraid and trying to escape. The sounds of insects and birds by the roadside disappeared.
The carriages on both sides drew closer. As the long-distance carriages approached, Madam Chai and Madam Huang both dismounted, eagerly awaiting their arrival.
The burly men following him seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as well. The tension between their brows eased, and their grip on the knife relaxed.
Closer and closer, they could see each other. Young Master Chai had already poked his head out, and his face really resembled that of the Chai family head. Seeing his mother safe and sound, he felt much better.
Just as I was about to speak, suddenly, dark clouds surged across the sky like a raging torrent, obscuring the heavens above.
A vast expanse of black clouds, like the end of the world, obscured the sky, leaving those outside the carriage stunned and the spirited horses driving the carriage restless, as if a demon were about to strike.
Amidst the dark clouds obscuring the sky, a figure emerges, exuding both bravery and domineering presence. He treads on the black clouds, his body swaying with the wind, a broad, simple sword resting on his shoulder. His eyes are sharp.
The moment He Chen arrived at the carriage, he immediately moved, slashing out with the Gentleman's Saber he was carrying on his shoulder.
Without any reservation, the swordsmanship was unleashed, capable of slashing three thousand times in one strike, and now slashing a thousand times in one strike. A thousand simple and unadorned gentleman's swords appeared out of thin air.
The blade energy above was a dazzling silver lightning bolt, thirty feet long, carrying the Thunderfire Heart Technique, with a heroic spirit and a violent momentum. It could cut a thousand times in one stroke, so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye. The blade was silent, but the air it struck was set ablaze, with lightning and raging fire burning it, instantly turning it into a sea of fire.
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