Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

Chapter 1736 Order Collapses, the Advantage Lies With Me!

As time silently slips away...

The news of the destruction of the Yunyang Immortal Clan was no longer just a rumor, but had transformed into a real storm that spread throughout the cultivation world of the six kingdoms.

Moreover, this news is spreading rapidly beyond the six kingdoms.

This is not an ordinary change of sects, nor is it a minor dispute.

The Yunyang Immortal Clan is a Golden Core Immortal Clan that dominates a region, ranking below the Nascent Soul Grandmaster.

They are definitely not those small Qi Refining level forces that live only a day and die quickly, like weeds that are harvested one crop after another.

It is not a family that has barely managed to establish itself or has faced difficulties in passing on its legacy.

The Yunyang Immortal Clan possesses several spiritual peaks and has a profound foundation. Its Golden Core cultivators are renowned throughout several countries, and their every move can stir up a storm.

therefore!

When news spread that the Yunyang Immortal Clan had been completely wiped out overnight, with almost no survivors, the entire cultivation world was shaken.

Especially during this delicate period—

The old order is crumbling, the Immortal Alliance's binding force is weakening, and the major powers are suspicious of each other, with undercurrents surging.

The destruction of the Yunyang Immortal Clan was like a boulder crashing into a glacier that was about to freeze over, causing huge waves and accelerating the cracking of the ice.

Many interested individuals paid close attention to this matter, either secretly inquiring or fanning the flames, causing the news to spread beyond the six kingdoms at an even more astonishing speed.

at the same time,

In various secretive private gatherings, teahouses, and underground markets, this matter has become the hottest topic.

Inside a private room of a teahouse, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood incense and the aroma of fine tea.

Outside the window, the noise of monks coming and going in the market filled the air, but inside, thanks to the soundproof barrier, it was exceptionally quiet.

Several Foundation Establishment cultivators sat in four directions, looking relaxed, clearly it was just a casual gathering.

One of them, a middle-aged female cultivator dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe with a cool and aloof demeanor, tapped her knuckles lightly on the table, as if deep in thought.

Suddenly, as if remembering something important, her gaze sharpened, and she looked up at the others present, her voice low but each word clear:

"Fellow Daoists, have you ever heard of this?"

The Yunyang Immortal Clan of Yue Kingdom...

Not long ago, their entire clan was wiped out by a group of cultivators of unknown origin; almost no one escaped!

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the private room suddenly froze.

Sitting opposite her was an elderly man in a gray robe with white hair and beard. Upon hearing this, he paused slightly while stroking his beard, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He shook his head and said slowly:

"Fellow Daoist Qiulan, your information... is probably incorrect, isn't it?"

I have heard of Yunyang Ling, the 'seed' of the Yunyang Immortal Clan who possesses the potential to achieve the Golden Core stage.

And several other masters with excellent spiritual roots did not seem to be among the victims.

Recently, rumors have circulated that someone spotted them on the border of Jin, their movements hurried, suggesting they had something to hide.

The middle-aged man dressed in black, exuding a sharp aura, who was about to drink from his bowl, immediately put it down upon hearing this. The bowl collided with the wooden table with a dull thud.

He nodded in agreement:

"What Fellow Daoist Qingfeng said is absolutely right."

The Yunyang Immortal Clan has stood tall in the Yue Kingdom for over three hundred years, a truly formidable Golden Core clan, with countless hidden contingency plans in place.

The clan's protective formation was a mid-grade third-tier formation; how could it have been so easily wiped out?

not to mention--"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and continued:

"According to the news that came back, most of Yunyang Lingfeng has collapsed, the mountain has fractured, and subterranean fires have erupted, leaving extremely horrific battlefield traces."

It was clear that they had gone through a fierce battle.

This also shows that although that group was powerful, they didn't necessarily have the power to overwhelm the enemy.

Otherwise, how could the sacred peak have collapsed and the earth's veins have been reversed?

"rational."

The one who spoke was the young man who had been sitting in the corner silently wiping his longsword.

He ran his fingertips along the cold glint of the sword blade, without raising his head, his voice as clear and cold as the clang of a sword:

“Yunyang Lingfeng is the foundation upon which their clan was established; how could it be compared to an ordinary spiritual land?”

That was a true treasure land built on a small, top-grade spiritual vein!

It is full of inspiration and spiritual energy, and its value is immeasurable.

How could any Golden Core cultivator so easily destroy such a sacred cultivation ground?

unless……"

"Unless it is a last resort, a matter of life and death."

The middle-aged man in a sharp suit picked up the conversation, his tone heavy:

"The Yunyang Immortal Clan would rather destroy their own spiritual veins than aid their enemy."

Such decisiveness demonstrates the ferocity of the battle and the enemy's brutality.

"Yes, yes, yes..."

The old man in the gray robe sighed deeply, his face showing regret:

"What a beautiful sacred peak, what a pity..."

I once passed by here when I was young. The clouds and mist surrounded the top, and the birds sang. It was truly a fairyland on earth.

I've heard that the spiritual veins beneath the peak suffered severe damage in this battle, falling from their former top-grade state to at most...

Only one low-grade minor spiritual vein remains.

"Even if it is of low grade, it is still a small spiritual vein, far superior to a micro spiritual vein."

Fairy Qiulan added softly:

"It is enough to form the foundation of a Foundation Establishment family. If we can get a formation master to adjust the earth's energy, there may even be a chance to restore it to the middle grade in the future."

"However, on another note," the middle-aged man in the tight-fitting clothes changed the subject, a look of inquiry appearing in his eyes:

"Now that this matter has spread far and wide, has the Qinghua Sect, the upper sect of the Yunyang Immortal Clan, been able to trace the whereabouts of that group of robbed cultivators?"

"The True Lord Qinghua is a Nascent Soul cultivator; surely he can't have remained completely silent?"

"It seems not."

The young man wiping his sword finally sheathed it, raised his eyes, and his gaze sharpened.

"If there had been any progress, the Qinghua Sect would have already made an announcement to the world to set the record straight and reassure the people."

However, Qinghua Zhenjun has indeed personally stepped forward, promising a generous reward to collect clues.

One 'Golden Condensation Pill', three high-grade spiritual artifacts, plus a favor from a True Monarch...

This is quite a large undertaking.

Unfortunately, there is still no concrete news.

The old man in the gray robe chuckled and stroked his beard, saying:

"Speaking of this, I'm reminded of a recent joke!"

"Oh? What is it?" Everyone was drawn in.

"A while ago, a few audacious and desperate rogue cultivators tried to forge intelligence and piece together recording jade to trick a True Lord into giving them a reward..."

I have also heard about this matter.

Fairy Qiulan shook her head, her tone tinged with a hint of sarcasm:

"It's laughable that they don't know the power of a Nascent Soul True Monarch. His divine sense is like lightning, able to see through illusions and discern truth from falsehood in a single word!"

How could I possibly lie under the nose of my seniors without being caught?

finally--

Qinghua Zhenjun was furious. Without even questioning them, he saw through their deception with a single glance. Those people were instantly annihilated, without even a chance for reincarnation!

His body is still displayed on 'Jiewang Peak' outside the Qinghua Sect's mountain gate.

After this incident, no one dared to falsify information to deceive the True Lord and obtain his reward!

For a while.

The private room fell silent for a moment, and the Foundation Establishment cultivators all felt a chill rise up their spines.

The power of the Nascent Soul cultivator far exceeded their imagination.

A thought of greed arose in my mind, but vanished in an instant.

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man in the tight-fitting clothes suddenly spoke again, his brows furrowed:

"correct!

What about the Immortal Alliance?

Will an envoy arrive to thoroughly investigate this matter?

Isn't Elder Cheng of the White Cloud Sect still holding the title of "Inspector General of the Six Kingdoms"?

Didn't he step in and inquire about it?

"I don't know," the gray-robed old man shook his head.

"That shouldn't be the case!" the middle-aged man in the tight-fitting clothes said, his tone becoming more forceful.

"Brother Dao, have you perhaps forgotten?"

The ever-calm young man wiping his sword spoke softly:

"These positions of inspectors of the six kingdoms were originally established by the Immortal Alliance to support the Forbidden Sea, temporarily conscript cultivators above the Golden Core level from various regions to go to the Forbidden Sea, and to prevent evil cultivators from causing trouble when the sects' strength is depleted."

Now that the senior members of the six kingdoms' sects have returned from the forbidden sea one after another, the balance of power among the various factions has been restored.

This position has long been a mere figurehead, with no real power to intervene in the power struggles among the sect's vassal forces.

Now that you mention it, it's actually true...

"That's for sure," the young man said confidently.

"Moreover, now that True Monarch Qinghua has personally taken over the matter, it would be unwise for Ancestor Cheng to interfere rashly, as it would be seen as overstepping his bounds and challenging the dignity of a Nascent Soul cultivator."

Old Master Cheng is a wise man; naturally, he wouldn't do something so unwise.

The middle-aged man in his smart clothes suddenly realized, and slowly nodded:

"I see……

It seems that Elder Cheng will not be getting involved in this matter.

"..."

The aroma of tea remained, but the atmosphere inside the private room was more somber than before.

The commotion outside the window continued as before, but everyone inside knew that the world of cultivation was about to change.

Such dialogues were repeatedly staged in every corner of the cultivation world of the six kingdoms.

What's even more chilling is...

Not long after, news came that another Golden Core sect had been destroyed.

This time, even the lowest-level Qi Refining cultivators sensed that something was wrong—

A storm is brewing, and the situation is spiraling out of control.

In the days that followed, a series of unexpected events occurred:

As Foundation Establishment factions were wiped out one after another, new families were quickly born.

The situation is gradually getting out of control.

And just as this situation was about to spiral out of control...

Just half a month later, five Golden Core cultivation forces from the six kingdoms were once again annihilated by thieves.

This time, however, their superiors, the Nascent Soul True Monarchs, remained silent and did not appear.

This also accelerated the spiral of the already collapsing order out of control.

The chaos is irreversible.

Until the two Nascent Soul True Monarchs clashed in a great battle due to old grudges, the order that the Immortal Alliance had maintained for countless years completely collapsed.

Various factions have launched wars and endless battles in their struggle for spiritual veins, resources, and relics.

One by one, the once illustrious Golden Core Immortal Sects vanished in the turmoil.

……

This day.

On the border of the Jin state, the sky was gloomy.

A black dot suddenly appeared at the far end of the sky.

Immediately, demonic energy surged, and an enormous spaceship, surrounded by white bones and engraved with strange runes, tore through the void and suddenly descended.

At the highest point of the bone spaceship, in a luxuriously furnished cabin shrouded in restrictions, three cultivators sat indifferently.

Their bodies were filled with immense magical power and their aura was as vast as the sea; they were all Nascent Soul Realm experts.

The man in the center was an elderly man with a Taoist-like demeanor, yet the occasional dark glint in his eyes revealed a gloom that was completely different from his appearance.

This also shows that this Nascent Soul cultivator is not as kind and amiable as he appears.

Anyone with discerning eyes who could see the purple coffin pattern embroidered on his cuff would surely be horrified—

That was the symbol of the "Yinshi Valley," a major sect of demonic cultivation.

The purple coffin is a symbol of the highest status in the valley.

The man on the left has a sinister expression and is surrounded by evil energy; he is the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the "Evil Spirit Sect".

On the right is a middle-aged cultivator wearing a blood-red robe, from the "Crimson Flame Blood Spirit Sect," who is also a powerful figure in the demonic path.

At this moment, the old patriarch of Yin Corpse Valley in the center slowly spoke, his voice low and cold:

"As previously agreed, after killing Cheng Buzheng of the White Cloud Sect, his body must be kept as intact as possible..."

Do not intentionally damage it.

Otherwise, the two of you must compensate with Old Monster Cheng's life essence and nascent soul essence.

Upon hearing this, the patriarchs of both the Evil Spirit Sect and the Crimson Flame Blood Spirit Sect simultaneously showed a barely perceptible hint of regret in their eyes.

They naturally did not want the Yin Corpse Demon to obtain a complete Nascent Soul body—

With the Corpse Refining Secrets of Yin Corpse Valley, this could very well be refined into a "Golden Armored Corpse Puppet" with combat power comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator.

At that time, the strength of the Yin Corpse Monster will surely increase greatly.

This is not what they wanted to see.

however!

The essence and blood of Nascent Soul cultivators, as well as the origin of their Nascent Souls, are equally important to them, serving as supreme spiritual materials for refining evil treasures and cultivating secret techniques.

Therefore, after weighing their options, the two Nascent Soul stage monsters had no choice but to agree for the time being.

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist, now that we have joined forces, we will certainly not do such a short-sighted thing."

"Besides!"

Don't you know my character?

I would never stoop to such a self-defeating act.

Followed by.

The Nascent Soul stage expert from the Crimson Flame Blood Spirit Sect echoed:

"good,

Cheng Buzheng's physical body belongs to you, but his nascent soul and essence... must be divided among us as agreed.

The Yin Corpse Ancestor nodded slightly, but a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

If it weren't for the pre-existing contractual obligations and the threat of threatening them with their life essence and nascent soul...

How could these two old demons be willing to give up their complete physical bodies?

Just as the Corpse Ancestor was pondering...

The Crimson Flame Ancestor suddenly pondered and said:

"Brother Dao, as far as I know, Old Monster Cheng of the White Cloud Sect is no ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator!"

He had trained in the Endless Sea in his early years and had a distinguished record of battles. Later, he was appointed by the Immortal Alliance as the Inspector of the Six Kingdoms.

Based solely on this identity…

"Brother Chiyan, you're right!"

Given the current situation, it's normal that the Immortal Alliance doesn't react to battles between ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

But Old Monster Cheng was personally appointed by the Immortal Alliance. If he were to perish, would the Immortal Alliance intervene directly?

What's more!

"The other party spent many years in the Endless Sea and was appointed as the Inspector of the Six Kingdoms. It's simply impossible for them to have no backing within the Immortal Alliance."

"Heh." The Corpse Ancestor sneered.

His backer—

The former head of the Immortal Alliance's Surveillance Hall has long since passed away.

The Immortal Alliance is currently preoccupied with its own problems, so why would it care about a disgraced inspector?

The reason he was appointed as the Inspector of the Six Kingdoms by the Immortal Alliance was probably because the higher-ups of the Immortal Alliance saw a familiar name on the roster and appointed him on a whim!

Now we need to consider...

What is Cheng Laoguai's true strength now?

He paused slightly, and the other two also became serious.

"after all!

After Old Monster Cheng seized control of the three major spiritual veins of the Jin Kingdom, he never competed with his fellow cultivators again!

"Brother Dao, you are overthinking it!"

Only at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, who among you isn't?

"One to three, the advantage is on our side."

"good!

"Old Master Cheng has only dominated the Jin state for a few years, how could he possibly advance further in such a short time?"

"You all know how difficult it is to cultivate to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm!"

Therefore, it's impossible for them to have broken through to the late Nascent Soul stage.

"That's true, I was overthinking it!"

"···"

...(End of this chapter)