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“Is what he said true?” In the cave abode, Ye Feixue asked.
She seemed to have an uneasiness in her heart.
Lu Xuanji could say that this old man was spouting nonsense and slandering.
However, the moment he opened his mouth, he said, “It’s true!”
“I don’t want to deceive you. What he said is true. The Lu Clan has done many dirty and despicable things, similar to evil demons,” Lu Xuanji said. “As long as there are more people, there will be more conflicts. There are more than 1,000 people, and there are all kinds of people. There are good people and bad people.”
“At first, it was fine. As long as the clan was upright and the Clan Leader was strict in enforcing the law, they could still suppress the evil in people’s hearts. They could still maintain a healthy order in the clan.”
“Unfortunately, the Patriarch himself was not upright. How could he expect the people below to be honest and clean? The clan’s ethos was completely ruined.”
This was also the disadvantage of the clan’s Immortal cultivation.
The Patriarch, Lu Fuming, was the first to stand upright. More than ten years ago, during that meeting, he seemed to have put justice before the clan, directly killing three Foundation Establishment cultivators.
He could be considered ruthless.
However, he was actually deceiving everyone. On the surface, he killed these wrongdoers, but in the dark, he let them go.
On the one hand, he seemed to intimidate his clansmen, and on the other hand, he was righteous.
However, there was no such thing as having the best of both worlds. This only served to fuel the unhealthy tendencies within the clan.
The clan’s ethos had been destroyed, leading to the destruction of the entire clan.
In this world, there were only 10,000-year-old cultivation sects, but there were no 10,000-year-old cultivation clans. They relied on their bloodlines and their relatives to support them, and in the end, they did not last long.
In his previous life, some of his relatives had fought over an inheritance. In order to support the elders, they had caused endless conflicts, creating enemies within the family. Now, this was happening in the cultivation clan.
“Little Xue, you are still young. Naturally, you have no power to change all of this… When you become a Zifu disciple, a Golden Core, and the patriarch of the Lu Clan, you can try to change all of this,” Lu Xuanji consoled her.
“Right. If I were the patriarch, I would definitely change the wicked ways of the Lu Clan, establishing strict sect rules.” As Ye Feixue spoke, her eyes lit up.
Constantly becoming stronger and changing the clan. She could do this.
Looking at the hot-blooded little girl, Lu Xuanji was filled with envy.
People say that a dragon slayer will eventually become an evil dragon. Live long enough as a hero, you will eventually become the villain.
Ye Feixue, may you stay young forever. May you remain as hot-blooded, even after a thousand years. May the fire in your heart burn forevermore.
…
Boom boom boom…
The great battle continued. The Flaming Sun Skyfire was attacking. The flames engulfed everything and drowned everything.
After an hour of continuous attacks, the gray-robed Daoist was somewhat tired. He repeatedly stopped and consumed medicinal pills.
“Fellow Daoist, give up,” Clan Leader Lu Tianming said, “Mount Ziyang has a Grade 3 formation. Even fellow Daoist’s Zifu level cultivation base is unable to break through it. Also, the reinforcements from the Ye clan, the Wu clan, and the Dan Yang Sect are already on their way. In four hours at most, the reinforcements will arrive. At that time, this will be the place where fellow Daoist will die.”
The Dan Yang Sect was particular about rules. Not to mention Zifu disciples, even Golden Core stage cultivators had to abide by the rules.
Every year, the Lu Clan would pay a tribute to the Dan Yang Sect. When the Lu Clan was attacked, the Dan Yang Sect would also help the Lu Clan.
The Lu Clan, the Ye Clan, and the Wu Clan were all allied by marriage. On one side, they competed with each other for some spirit mines, talented people, and some spirit veins. They often fought with their swords, but at the same time, they were allies. They had been fighting against the pillaging of the Dan Yang Sect and the invasion of foreign forces.
The reinforcements were on the way, and time stood on the Lu Clan’s side.
“Give up? It’s impossible to give up… the Lu Clan is almost finished. My probing is over. Fellow Daoist, I have found the flaws in the protective formation.”
The gray-robed Daoist looked at the cultivator beside him. This cultivator was only at the sixth-level of the Foundation Establishment stage. He wore a mask on his face, and he was extremely ordinary among the cultivators.
“The formations of Mount Ziyang are truly sturdy. There are no flaws in them. Even Golden Core stage cultivators need to forcibly attack for six hours before they can break through the formation. As for Zifu disciples, there’s no way to break through at all.” The masked cultivator spoke out, his voice was hoarse, as though he was trying to hide his identity.
“There are no flaws in the formation. The ones with flaws are humans.”
“If there’s a Zifu disciple guarding it, or ten Foundation Establishment cultivators guarding it, or a tier-3 Formation Master guarding it, there’s no way for us to break through at all. However, the Lu Clan doesn’t have one… Let’s do it!”
As the cultivator spoke, he took out formation flags and handed them out to the 20 Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Under the command of this tier-3 Formation Master, the 20 Foundation Establishment cultivators stood in different corners at the foot of Mount Ziyang. They operated the formation flags, using each other as a formation, drawing upon the power of the formation.
The formation flags in different locations began to resonate, a buzzing sound rang out.
As the formation flags resonated, one rune after another rose up, mixing together and charging towards Mount Ziyang’s protective formation.
“Not good.” Clan Leader Lu Tianming was worried.
Formation Masters were more terrifying than Alchemists, Artifact Masters, and Talisman Masters. Formations were also harder to learn. When one reached a profound level, their every move had great power.
At the foot of Mount Ziyang, the Formation Master made his move. He wanted to use the flag formation to break the mountain’s protective formation.
Boom boom boom!
The formation of Mount Ziyang collided with the formation formed by 20 Foundation Establishment cultivators. The formation on Mount Ziyang easily crushed the temporary formation formed by 20 Foundation Establishment cultivators.
One formation relied on the spirit vein, while the other relied on the Foundation Establishment cultivators to set up the array formation. The difference between the two was enormous.
The array Formation Master’s expression did not change. He continued to command the Foundation Establishment cultivators to charge at the Great Protective Formation of Mount Ziyang.
Failure.
Failure.
Failure.
He failed seven or eight times in a row, but each time, the duration of each failure continued.
As time went by, the array Formation Master was also looking for flaws in Mount Ziyang.
At the 28th time, the array formation formed by 20 Foundation Establishment cultivators was activated. It collided with Mount Ziyang’s protective array formation once again, and it was as if the mountains and rivers were shaking.
At this moment, the originally fierce protective array formation suddenly came to a halt. There was a slight flaw in the operation of the array formation, and the earth began to tremble.
The gray-robed Daoist’s eyes lit up, and he activated the pill furnace. The Flaming Sun Skyfire turned into a ten-meter-long flame that swept out and collided with the array formation.
The flame appeared smaller, but its power actually increased by several times.
Bang!
The flame collided with the formation, creating a hole in the formation.
“Charge! Kill!”
The gray-robed Daoist shouted and charged in through the hole.
At the same time, two Foundation Establishment cultivators also charged in.
“Not good.” Right at this moment, the Clan Leader felt uneasy and terrified.
He took the initiative to attack, blocking the gray-robed Daoist.
Swish swish.
The Clan Leader sent forth his flying swords.
The gray-robed Daoist pointed with his finger, and the flying swords changed direction, flying back to the Clan Leader.
The Clan Leader spat out a mouthful of blood.
The difference between the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment stage and the third level of the Zifu stage was simply too great. There was no way to resist.
Whoosh!
Right at this moment, another flying sword attacked. Another Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Lu Clan attacked.
Swish swish!
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On Mount Ziyang, eight Foundation establishment cultivators of the Lu Clan attacked, surrounding and attacking the gray-robed Daoist.
Zifu realm cultivators were too powerful. Foundation Establishment cultivators could not compete at all.
If one wanted to resist a Zifu stage cultivator, one had to have ten, or even more Foundation Establishment cultivators.
When quality was lacking, they could only make up for it with quantity. The eight Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Lu Clan joined forces to attack, and they had a tacit understanding and great synergy with each other. For a time, the gray-robed Daoist was unable to take down the Foundation Establishment cultivators.
At the same time, the two Foundation Establishment cultivators who had charged into Mount Ziyang also attacked various parts of the Lu Clan..