Chapter 99

"A miscalculation, a miscalculation! Martial Arts Grandmasters are actually this powerful; I almost lost my life. I'd better hurry back to Mount Wanluo and be a proper spirit farmer! Drinking tea in my leisure time, cultivating my energy, and getting a few beautiful concubines to train—wouldn't that be wonderful?"

As Ding Chushan sprinted toward the city gate, he was already thinking about returning to Mount Wanluo to be a law-abiding "farmer" in the world of cultivation.

As for the lives of his family members, Ding Chushan had long since thrown them to the back of his mind.

He was inherently a cold-hearted person, and having obtained an immortal opportunity since childhood, he had cultivated on Mount Wanluo for years and had no real family affection to speak of.

The only reason he was persuaded to return to his family this time was driven by profit, wanting to use the family to search for and plunder cultivation resources in the secular world to aid his own cultivation.

Of course, there was also the vanity of returning home in glory and showing off before others.

As it turned out, he hadn't expected Martial Arts Grandmasters to be this formidable!

Never mind showing off and displaying his divine might; he had almost lost his life!

Now that the family's plot for Li Cheng had fallen through, with his cultivation talent and grassroots background in the cultivation world, there was nothing else to think about other than going back to be an honest and law-abiding spirit farmer.

Just as Ding Chushan was thinking about escaping back to Mount Wanluo to live a peaceful and beautiful life of farming in the fields when there was work and farming at home when there wasn't, a burly man with a thick beard suddenly lunged out from a small alley ahead.

"Ding Chushan, where do you think you're going!" the burly man shouted, charging at him with a long spear in hand.

Ding Chushan was terrified; he hurriedly pinched a magic seal, channeling his remaining magic power. A point of green light condensed at his fingertips, and he pointed it at the burly man, just about to shout "Go!"

Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind attacking from behind.

Then, a pain in the back of his head, his vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Tsk, this is too pathetic!" Jiao Jiao Yongbao, who looked amiable and pot-bellied, like a kind merchant, held a wooden club and curled his lip in disdain.

"Exactly, and he calls himself an immortal cultivator! If I'd known, we wouldn't have needed to use a feint; I could have just poked a big hole in him with my spear," Master Yuchi Xiao said with a grin.

"Xia Shidi Xia wants a live captive, but you wanted to poke him to death with your spear. Senior Xia Shidi, you've got some nerve!" Jiao Jiao Yongbao glanced at Master Yuchi Xiao and said.

"Cough, cough, I was just saying, just saying. Don't you go telling Xia Shidi and Master!" Master Yuchi Xiao hurriedly said.

As he spoke, he nimbly wrapped iron wire around Ding Chushan.

Meanwhile, Jiao Jiao Yongbao took the opportunity to strike Ding Chushan's hands and feet with the club several more times.

After all, he was an immortal cultivator; one still had to be careful.

Ding Chushan, who had originally passed out, was woken up by Jiao Jiao Yongbao's club strikes, only to be struck into a painful faint again.

The two had a clear division of labor and were nimble; they were about to drag the person into the alley when a powerful aura came from the street corner.

Both were startled; they grabbed Ding Chushan's feet and lunged into the small alley.

"Thump! Thump!"

Ding Chushan's head knocked repeatedly against the small steps paved with bluestone slabs.

"Ah! Ah!"

Ding Chushan woke up from the pain again, only to faint from the pain once more.

The screams stopped abruptly.

Ding Chushan's head had just disappeared into the alley entrance.

Xu Xu Zhiyuan, with disheveled hair and covered in blood, appeared at the street entrance.

"Where is he?" Xu Xu Zhiyuan was dumbfounded.

Just as Xu Xu Zhiyuan was dumbfounded, the three giants—Ding Ding Bangcheng, Gong Gong Zhonghou, and Lin Lin Zhaonan—along with the Ding Clan elder Ding Ding Banghong, arrived.

"Where is he?" The four of them were stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Having heard Ding Chushan's screams just now, they had assumed he had already fallen victim to Xu Xu Zhiyuan, completely severing the three families' hopes of cultivation and revenge.

Now that they didn't see Ding Chushan's corpse, it was clear he had successfully escaped another disaster.

Xu Xu Zhiyuan was no ordinary person; he quickly sensed the aura in the distant alley.

A murderous intent surged in his eyes; he tapped his toes and was about to charge over.

But how could the four of them let Xu Xu Zhiyuan get away again?

While Xu Xu Zhiyuan was searching for Ding Chushan's tracks, the four of them had already surrounded him.

The three giants of the Three-Family Alliance were all powerful with extraordinary weapons, and Ding Ding Banghong was no weakling either, while Xu Xu Zhiyuan had already expended a huge amount of energy, to the point where it was difficult for his internal force to leave his body and take form to kill the enemy.

Soon, a fierce battle unfolded on the street.

Many houses were collapsed by the fierce fighting between the two sides, with dust, broken wood, and tiles flying everywhere.

Elsewhere, on the open square in front of the Xu Mansion, the armies of both sides were completely bloodshot.

Martial artists from both sides lay one after another in pools of blood.

In the restaurant.

Xia Daoming watched the fighting near and far quietly, his expression calm, though his gaze was complex.

In troubled times, life is truly as cheap as grass!

Liang Liang Jingtang and the others felt the brutal fighting nearby and afar, but their gazes fell on Xia Daoming from time to time, filled with gratitude and relief!

If it weren't for him, the people constantly lying in pools of blood would be them!

How could they be sitting here so peacefully, watching the tigers fight from the mountain?

Even if Xu Xu Zhiyuan had expended a huge amount of energy, he was ultimately a cut above the rest.

Not long after, Gong Gong Zhonghou, whose blade technique was the most overbearing, was killed.

Soon, Ding Ding Bangcheng, Ding Ding Banghong, and Lin Lin Zhaonan were all severely injured one after another, lying in pools of blood, unable to fight again.

And although Xu Xu Zhiyuan had also suffered multiple injuries, he still stood tall in the center of the street, his sharp sword stained with blood.

Suddenly, Xu Xu Zhiyuan's gaze shot toward the place where Xia Daoming and the others were hiding, and he said coldly: "Have you seen enough? You can come out now!"

"Old master, it's time for you to make an appearance and settle accounts with those family heads, so they can die with a clear understanding. That way, you can also resolve the hatred in your heart and clear your mind!" Xia Daoming said.

"Aren't you going?" Ji Yuanzhen was slightly startled and said.

"Why, old master, do you lack confidence?" Xia Daoming smiled.

"Xu Xu Zhiyuan is like a tiger without claws now. I am an eighth-rank Great Wu Shi, so why should I fear him? It's just that you are the main player; they are all about to die, so it wouldn't look right if you didn't make an appearance," Ji Yuanzhen said.

Xia Daoming looked at Ji Yuanzhen with deep meaning.

Ji Yuanzhen's expression remained unchanged, looking completely composed.

The old master's skin is truly thick; he's clearly afraid, yet he puts it so grandly. Forget it, considering you are Ji Wenyue's grandfather, I won't hold it against you.

"That's true. Then, Master, let's accompany the old master on a trip. After all, you will be one of the giants of Li Cheng from now on, so it's time for you to make an appearance," Xia Daoming said to Liang Liang Jingtang.

"Good!" Liang Liang Jingtang nodded very steadily, but his face was a bit flushed, making it obvious to anyone that he was incredibly excited and nervous inside.

That's right, he was originally just the master of a small martial arts hall, and now he was about to make a shining appearance before a generation of Grandmasters and the heads of the Ding and Lin families—how could he not be excited and nervous?

And of course, there was also Ding Ding Banghong, who had always looked down on them from above!

Soon, Xia Daoming and Liang Liang Jingtang followed behind Ji Yuanzhen, one on the left and one on the right, and left the restaurant.

"Ji Yuanzhen!"

Seeing Ji Yuanzhen walk out of the restaurant in the lead, with silver hair and beard, a thin face, and walking leisurely with an elegant and graceful temperament, Xu Xu Zhiyuan's eyes widened instantly, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Ding Ding Bangcheng, Lin Lin Zhaonan, and Ding Ding Banghong, who had been severely injured on the ground and looked as if they didn't even have the strength to move, suddenly sat up from the ground.

In particular, when Ding Ding Banghong saw clearly that it was the master-disciple duo of Liang Liang Jingtang and Xia Daoming following behind Ji Yuanzhen, he seemed to suddenly understand something, and a mouthful of old blood couldn't be suppressed, gushing out.

Seeing the shocked reaction of Xu Xu Zhiyuan and the others, Ji Yuanzhen felt very refreshed and proud; the psychological trauma and congestion caused by the killing of his clansmen seemed to be truly relieved at this moment.

"Old master, that Gong Gong Zhonghou didn't even try to fake his death; he clearly looks down on you!"

Just as Ji Yuanzhen was secretly feeling proud and refreshed, Xia Daoming's whisper suddenly reached his ears.

Ji Yuanzhen's legs trembled, and he almost lost his composure.

Damn it, is that something a human would say?

PS: There will be another update later.