CHAPTER 614: CHAPTER 315: DECLINING CLAN_2

The scholar in white was struck, and Li Yunjing’s figure flashed again, launching a "Palm Thunder" towards the woman in blue. This strike didn’t harm the woman in blue but gave Li Yunjing a brief moment. His figure moved again, and the "Five Dragon Wheel" suddenly unleashed, slashing towards the middle-aged Daoist.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

As soon as the "Five Dragon Wheel" flew out, it rotated in mid-air, flashing with five-colored divine light. Almost instantly, five Flood Dragons emerged from the "Five Dragon Wheel," surrounding the middle-aged Daoist.

"Boom!"

Before the middle-aged Daoist could react, the five Flood Dragons merged into a cage, trapping the middle-aged Daoist within the five-colored cage.

"Ah..."

The middle-aged Daoist let out a horrific scream and was completely reduced to ashes amidst the continuous attacks of flames, trees, water screens, rocks, and sharp blades.

"Run! We can’t fight this person! We are no match!"

Seeing the middle-aged Daoist dead, the wounded scholar in white shouted, signaling the woman in blue to flee with him.

An endless fear was evident in his voice. The scholar in white was genuinely terrified of Li Yunjing.

Initially, the group of four was top-tier among loose cultivators in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, not weaker than major sects.

But reality struck them hard!

Ultimately, no matter how powerful they were, when fighting with greater numbers against fewer, and stronger against weaker, they couldn’t contend with a true disciple of the Shenxiao Dao Sect.

The woman in blue was equally terrified. When her elder brother died, she was filled with rage.

She wanted to kill Li Yunjing to avenge her elder brother!

Now her second brother was also refined alive by Li Yunjing.

This filled the woman in blue with fear far beyond her hatred towards Li Yunjing.

Upon hearing her third brother’s words, the woman in blue turned into a streak of blue light and appeared next to the scholar in white. Without any hesitation, the two fled into the distance.

"Lucky for you!"

Li Yunjing watched their fleeing figures and, after thinking for a moment, decided not to pursue.

Under the "Five Dragon Wheel," the middle-aged Daoist was refined to ashes with nothing left.

Li Yunjing felt somewhat disappointed, but the gray-clothed elder had left him quite a few resources.

There were five or six Hundred Treasures Pouches.

Li Yunjing checked them. There were many Tier One and Tier Two items, but none of Tier Three.

After slightly sweeping the battlefield, Li Yunjing returned to "Pinggang Town."

Upon thorough exploration, Li Yunjing finally detected a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy at a secluded place in the north-west corner of the town.

Li Yunjing observed his surroundings. In front of him was a dilapidated courtyard.

By its size, it could be considered a moderately prosperous household.

This courtyard, however, was in ruins and had a neglected, abandoned feeling due to years of disrepair.

Inside the courtyard, Li Yunjing distinctly sensed the presence of three people.

Two adults and one child, two women and one man.

"Has this family fallen so badly?"

Looking at the half-covered main door, long deprived of its red paint, Li Yunjing couldn’t help but shake his head.

A cultivation clan’s tale of destitution?

Just how many years has this Li Family been established?

"Creak!"

Li Yunjing stepped onto the steps, came to the door, and gently pushed it open.

"Alas! When will this life of hardship end?"

Li Yunjing had just entered the courtyard when he heard a woman’s sigh.

"Dear, I’ll go out again tomorrow to find some work! Although life is tough, at least we won’t starve as a family of three."

A man’s voice responded.

"But in three days, the Wang Family will come to settle the debt. If we don’t gather enough money, won’t we have to give up this ancestral home to settle the account?"

The woman’s voice sounded again.

...

From the conversation, Li Yunjing discerned that it seemed the man from the Li Family had borrowed a lot outside, and now the family is destitute, even unable to keep this broken house?

Li Yunjing shook his head again, standing in the courtyard, observing the four rooms.

The room facing south was where the couple lived, while the other rooms were side rooms. As Li Yunjing’s divine sense swept through, he sensed spiritual energy fluctuations in a room used for storing miscellaneous items.

This energy was extremely weak and faint. If Li Yunjing wasn’t standing here, he would have had difficulty locating the source of the spiritual energy.

"Ahem!"

Li Yunjing didn’t act hastily; he lightly coughed to indicate someone had entered the courtyard.

Sure enough, a man in his twenties, hearing the commotion, opened the door and came out from the room.

"Who are you?"

The man initially thought someone from the Wang Family had come to collect the debt and was a bit anxious, but seeing Li Yunjing who seemed unfamiliar, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Brother, is your surname Li?"

Li Yunjing smiled and asked softly.

"That’s correct! I am Li Chuanzong. Nice to meet you, brother."

Speaking his name made Li Chuanzong’s face slightly redden.

Apparently, his name was somewhat overstated.

The Li Family, in his generation, almost reached a dead end.

In his lifetime, he never had a son.

As for having another child?

Li Chuanzong’s broken house wouldn’t be able to accommodate it, let alone raise a child.

The suffering was known only to Li Chuanzong himself.