Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone
Chapter 225 - 224: The Zhao Family’s Annihilation (Fourth Update, Please Subscribe)
CHAPTER 225: CHAPTER 224: THE ZHAO FAMILY’S ANNIHILATION (FOURTH UPDATE, PLEASE SUBSCRIBE)
The sun sets in the west, under the golden sunlight, the earth seems to be draped in a golden veil, and the mountains behind emit a faint golden hue, appearing sacred and magnificent.
Crack!
Crack!
The footsteps on the fallen leaves produce a crisp sound.
Turning back to Purple Sun Mountain, Lu Xuanji’s back was already soaked.
Phew!
Slightly gasping, recalling the incident just now, he felt he had been careless.
He hadn’t expected Immortal Gold to be so valuable.
Then, he sensed a faint killing intent, greed, hesitation, reluctance, affection, and various complex emotions flickering, finally Qinglian waved her hand to let him leave.
And she didn’t reward him with anything.
Recalling the scene just now, Lu Xuanji quickly realized Qinglian had harbored a murderous intent towards him, wanting to kill him and seize his treasures.
Since he could present ten grams of Immortal Gold, there must be more Immortal Gold on him, along with other treasures. It was best to capture and plunder his opportunities.
The so-called righteousness and morality, clan rules, sect relationships, life-saving grace, etc., cannot withstand the reality of contemplation. For some treasures, many brothers will turn against each other; for some opportunities, Dao companions will fight each other; for some cultivation techniques or secret methods, even master and disciple might turn against each other.
Human nature cannot withstand trials, and one should not test human nature.
Dao companions may turn against each other for profit, and as for him and Jin Xi’s feelings, they haven’t reached the level of being Dao companions.
At that moment, he felt Qinglian’s complex emotions, several times wanting to take action, but several times hesitating, finally waving her hand to let him leave after much hesitation.
Descending Purple Sun Mountain, Lu Xuanji was drenched in sweat, his arms trembling.
If Qinglian took action, he could only use the Pure Yang Order.
Fortunately, the worst situation did not occur.
"I was careless and still affected by the Pure Yang Sword Spirit’s influence, which made me a bit arrogant and extravagant!" Lu Xuanji sighed, walking while reflecting.
After devouring the spirit’s memory, he subconsciously forgot many unimportant memories, sealing the excess memories, allowing his memory to remain dominant, yet he still inevitably influenced by the spirit’s memory.
Years ago, Pure Yang Daoist Monarch spent five hundred years, smelting ten thousand pounds of Immortal Gold to forge the Pure Yang Sword.
Thus, he felt the value of Immortal Gold was just so-so.
Carelessly handing Qinglian ten grams of Immortal Gold, nearly resulting in a murder-for-treasure scene, nearly spilling blood on the spot.
Immortal Gold, for Pure Yang Daoist Monarch, is not a big deal.
For Pure Yang Sword Spirit, also not a big deal.
But for many low-level cultivators, it’s incredibly precious.
One gram of Immortal Gold is valued at a thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stones, equivalent to a normal Divinity Transformation cultivator’s lifetime savings.
If you offer ten grams of Immortal Gold as a betrothal gift to propose to a female Divinity Transformation cultivator, she will definitely agree to become your Dao companion.
Of course, a greater possibility is murder-for-treasure.
"Originally planned to use ten pounds of Dao Tribulation Immortal Gold as material to forge an Ice Soul Sword for Ye Wanyi, but now it seems it’s impossible!" Lu Xuanji took a deep breath, sword flying, heading back home.
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Returning to Changyuan Mountain, after experiencing a great calamity, the Lu Family grew even more prosperous.
Leaving here was only a little over a year, yet it felt like a thousand years have passed.
"Husband, you’re back!"
"Back!"
"I missed you!"
"I missed you too!"
The two nestled together, whispering sweet words and discussing recent events.
Back when Zhao Lei from the Law Enforcement Hall clashed with Lu Xuanji, Ye Wanyi just exited seclusion and then ambushed Zhao Lei, causing severe injuries with Ice Soul Divine Thunder.
After killing other Law Enforcement Hall cultivators, Ye Wanyi and the Grand Elder gathered the remaining cultivators and hid them, preparing to leave Chu Country and seek another path.
But at this moment, news came of Qinglian Ancestor coercing Purple Sun Mountain, Zhao Lei taking his own life and apologizing.
The Law Enforcement Hall took action, attacking the Zhao Family under the guise of their heavy infiltration by demon cultivators.
The Zhao Family, a large cultivation clan, with two Purple Mansion cultivators, over thirty Foundation Establishment, and more than a thousand Qi Cultivation cultivators, was a formidable force.
But after the Law Enforcement Hall took action, they slaughtered all Zhao Family cultivators and handed over Zhao Family’s spirit vein, mine, spirit medicine, and mortal population etc., intact to the Lu Family.
Lu Family cultivators returned again, beginning to rebuild the clan.
Lately, the Grand Elder was busy, strictly enforcing family rules for the escaped cultivators.
"The Zhao Family has perished!"
Ye Wanyi said.
"Thanks to Ancestor Jin, otherwise it would be the Lu Family that perished!" Lu Xuanji said with relief.
"Indeed, thanks to Ancestor Jin!"
Ye Wanyi said as she spoke of other matters.
Lu Xuanji listened, inwardly sighing with relief.
This time, he further recognized the terrifying aspect of the Golden Core Ancestor, distorting truth, flipping right and wrong, yet many cultivators silently accepted it.
The Zhao Family, a force as strong as the Lu Family, because of a wrong choice, became a sacrificial pawn, facing clan extermination.
This incident further allowed Lu Xuanji to recognize the true nature of the world.
First, human society is orderly by nature, Golden Core cultivators must follow rules and cannot wantonly massacre low-level cultivators, or they would become demons with no place in society. Even Yue Country, claiming to be the Demon Country, does not wantonly massacre its citizens but captures and kills those from other countries through war.
But while it is orderly, strength is revered.
The so-called rules can bind the strong, bind those Golden Core cultivators.
However, if one thinks Golden Core cultivators fear rules and won’t kill, that’s a major mistake.
In one thought, one becomes Buddha, in one thought, one becomes demon, all within a Golden Core’s contemplation.
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After joy and indulgence for three days, Ye Wanyi went into seclusion.
Lu Xuanji began to take stock of his gains.
The Pure Yang Sword, in grade close to an Immortal Artifact, although severely damaged with only the broken sword remaining, it weighs five thousand eight hundred pounds. Think about ten grams of Immortal Gold already causing Qinglian to be so moved, almost offering herself.
And then look at the Pure Yang Sword forged from about five thousand eight hundred pounds of Immortal Gold, realizing what it means to be a wealthy man.
In the spirit’s memory, the Pure Yang Sword was forged from thirteen kinds of Immortal Gold, among Ninth Grade Spirit Treasures is top-tier, only a step away from being classified as an Immortal Artifact.
Buzz!
Lu Xuanji wielded the Pure Yang Sword, without using True Essence, merely relying on its sharp surface, cutting through everything and destroying all techniques.
This broken sword can be used as a trump card, deciding the world in one move.
After blood refining, the broken sword merged into his body, manifesting a broken sword tattoo on his chest.
Buzz!
The broken sword resonating, absorbing the qi and blood emitted by the Pure Yang Dao Body, repairing its damaged wounds; simultaneously, the sword emitted energy, transforming his physique, enhancing his potential.
Both advancing together.
With Lu Xuanji’s perception, under the sword’s feedback, his talent, physique, bloodline, potential, etc., gradually increased, perhaps not noticeable in ten or twenty years, but after two hundred or three hundred years, it remarkably improved, even now he felt his talent on par with Celestial Spirit Root.
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