Chapter 548: Would You Accept Tushan's Two Conditions?

Cluster Heavy Artillery Bombardment to Kill Cultivators Main Text Volume 580: Would You Accept Tushan Two Conditions? For a moment, everyone was full of grievances, fury soaring to the heavens.

This was understandable.

They were all Jin Dan loose cultivators of the Northern Plains, often bullied and humiliated by Northern Plains clan Jin Dan cultivators. Many of them still carried blood feuds, and with so many heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and magic treasures dangled before their eyes—enough to earn in one go what would take a hundred years of cultivation—whoever it was would be tempted, filled with killing intent.

"How about…"

A late-stage Jin Dan cultivator transmitted in a low voice through divine sense.

A mere low-grade magic artifact like the Single-Eyed Cicada could not monitor the divine sense of Jin Dan cultivators, especially when deliberately concealed.

"This…"

The surrounding Jin Dan cultivators were greatly tempted, yet none spoke, harboring misgivings in their hearts.

"Hmph!"

"Our Thunder Department has always been fierce in offense. This time we all came at once. Although that person…"

An unknown divine sense fluctuation snorted coldly: "Could he really kill all of us? That's impossible. Hei Louxi is the strongest of the General Heishi branch. She must carry heavy treasures on her, and there might even be a Nascent Soul opportunity!"

The voice carried temptation, making people greatly swayed.

No one saw an old man with a drunkard's nose glance at the storage bag at Hei Louxi's waist, a flash of greed and longing in his eyes that vanished in an instant, as if certain something was inside.

"Exactly! Exactly!"

The surrounding Jin Dan cultivators responded in quick succession.

"You're right. Could he really kill all of us from the Thunder Department… kill all of us…"

True Person Bai Mei was also tempted, muttering this sentence involuntarily, speaking it aloud.

Then,

He shivered.

"Everyone."

True Person Bai Mei stepped back several paces, cupped his hands in a salute, and said solemnly: "I am old and frail, I shall not take part in such matters. Whatever you wish to do has nothing to do with me."

Although he was called the Department Head, he knew he could not control these forty-plus Lei Ting cultivators, and had the self-awareness to know it.

True Person Bai Mei had accumulated some prestige in the previous battles. Seeing him act thus, the surrounding Jin Dan cultivators who had been greatly tempted calmed down considerably, their greed gradually extinguishing.

"Everyone!"

"Why fear?"

The old Daoist with the drunkard's nose grew greatly anxious at this: "Even if the Tushan sword cultivator is strong, he's only one person. Once we finish this job, we flee far away. What could he do?"

"What could he do?"

The surrounding Jin Dan cultivators, however, laughed coldly.

Do they really think the sword intent marker is for show?

At this moment, they too sensed something was off, looking at each other with suspicious gazes.

"You can push all the blame onto me!"

Seeing the atmosphere around him turn wrong, the old Daoist with the drunkard's nose gritted his teeth: "The Tushan sword cultivator has always insisted on evidence. Once there is no solid proof that you did it, he generally will not pursue your crimes."

"This piece of trash-like Single-Eyed Cicada—break for me!"

The last sentence he spoke aloud through his mouth, then took out the Single-Eyed Cicada, crushed it in one grip, and tossed it aside.

With a wave of his hand, he deployed layers of grey fog to shroud the surroundings, accompanied by waves of lewd, chaotic noise, temporarily blocking the monitoring of the surrounding people's Single-Eyed Cicadas as well.

"Everyone, this woman has a deep blood feud with me, an irreconcilable enmity. I only want her head."

The old Daoist with the drunkard's nose pointed at Hei Louxi and raged: "Charge in, kill her. You can push everything onto me. The loss of the Single-Eyed Cicada's monitoring effect was all my doing. You are blameless."

His eyes were red, he roared fiercely, having thought everything through.

The many Jin Dan cultivators' greed blazed fiercely, thoroughly tempted.

Boom!

A bolt of Lei Ting descended from the heavens.

Then came the second, the third—a total of seven bolts of Lei Ting crashed down with a rumble, splitting open the grey fog and the lewd, clamorous noise, revealing the figures of the many Thunder Department cultivators.

"Oh? You gentlemen as well?"

True Person Bai Mei was slightly surprised, looking around.

Those who had struck at the same moment were not only him—there were also six or seven cultivators who had always been taciturn and unassuming.

"Are you mad?"

Seeing this, the old Daoist with the drunkard's nose cursed furiously: "Refusing such heaven-sent fortune—have you become someone else's dog in just a few days?!"

"Clever trick, heh!"

"Fool."

A burly late-stage Jin Dan cultivator glanced at him, saying nothing.

The other six simply ignored him.

"Clever trick? Indeed."

Many sighed inwardly.

The greed in their hearts was thoroughly set aside, their stance shifted, and they subtly surrounded the old Daoist with the drunkard's nose at the center.

After a moment,

"Single-Eyed Cicada transmission temporarily failed. Reason?"

A calm voice rang in the ears of the many Jin Dan cultivators, emerging from multiple sources with varying delays, faintly forming layered echoes.

Utterly ordinary, seemingly noticing nothing, with not the slightest anger.

Their bodies trembled.

"Reporting to my lord, it is…"

Bai Mei True Person hurriedly explained at length.

"My lord, I only damaged it by accident."

The drunk-nosed old Daoist forced a smile onto his face, with tears faintly trickling down: "I ran into the great enemy who annihilated my clan many years ago, and for a moment I couldn't control myself. Please, my lord, pardon me. From now on I shall serve at your stirrup and ahead of your horse, and lay down my life for you…"

"Kill them."

A calm voice came from the One-Eyed Cicada.

"Yes!"

Bai Mei True Person and the others were greatly alarmed.

Boom!

Over forty Jin Dan cultivators cast spells in unison; over forty bolts of Lei Ting crashed down from the sky with a rumble, faintly forming a formation between them, and being of the same attribute they amplified one another, reaching a terrifying level of power.

"You wretched slaves deserve to die…"

The drunk-nosed old Daoist roared. He had long been prepared: a mid-grade magic treasure, a Dark Iron Shield, had already been deployed long ago, and the magic power of a late-stage Jin Dan had laid down layer upon layer of barriers outside his body.

But, when the Lei Ting descended,

the magic treasure shattered and flew away, the barriers broke, and his sturdy Jin Dan-law body gave no sound at all, instantly turning to ash that scattered on the wind.

It could be called a crushing, overbearing force.

Without any power to resist, a late-stage Jin Dan cultivator had already perished—flesh turned to ash, and even his divine soul could not escape in the slightest.

"Thunder Division One-Two-Three, mission complete, each awarded one merit point…"

The utterly emotionless voice once again came from the One-Eyed Cicada.

Many felt a chill in their hearts, recalling the greed that had nearly blinded their reason earlier, and could not help feeling a great chill, their faces full of dread at what might have been.

They had actually tried to threaten a cultivator far stronger than themselves, tried to rely on the idea that those above cannot punish the many.

To test whether a sword cultivator had enough killing intent?

Treasures truly warp the heart!

"Continue the mission."

Bai Mei True Person gathered up the surging emotions in his heart and gave the order to those around him.

"Yes!"

The surrounding Jin Dan cultivators had no more distracting thoughts in their hearts, and listened to the order with solemn respect.

Boom!

Rumble!

The over forty members of Thunder Division each formed simple formations, their spells complementing one another, and bolts of Lei Ting crashed down with a rumble. No longer holding back, unleashing their full power, they instantly reached the level of a quasi-Nascent Soul strike, smashing the third-grade top-quality formation of the General Heishi branch family to pieces. From time to time came the wailing sound of formation instruments shattering, and the formation's spiritual light was greatly diminished.

Occasionally, Jin Dan cultivators of the General Heishi branch family tried to counterattack. Under the leadership of Hei Louxi, the local lord, they formed a battle formation and slashed out streaks of black feather attacks, but before they could get close, they were blasted to pieces by the Lei Ting.

After a dozen or so breaths, the formation collapsed with a roar, revealing the many Jin Dan cultivators of the General Heishi branch family within, their faces full of terror and utter despair.

"One last fight then…"

Hei Louxi spread her pair of tattered, wind-blowing black wings, silently burning her essence blood, preparing for a desperate, all-out strike.

But in her heart she knew,

this would have no effect. There were too many of these Lei Ting-method loose cultivators, their attacks were far too sharp, and she, already gravely wounded, didn't even have the qualification to get close to them.

The swarming Lei Ting meant to slay her, however, did not fall as expected.

Hei Louxi was stunned and looked up.

"Are you willing to accept the Tushan Sword Token, and abide by the Two Articles of Tushan?"

Bai Mei True Person had waited a long time. Seeing that they had not taken the initiative to attack, a look of disappointment appeared on his face, and only then did he speak, clearly reluctant.