You Killed My Family? I'll Wipe Out Your Sect!

Hearing her daughter's words, Liu Piao felt both a headache and a pang of sympathy. "The cultivators of the Black Mountain Sect are not good people. If we were dealing with one of the orthodox great sects, it would be fine. But dealing with the Black Mountain Sect... and you're so pretty—it's bound to cause no small amount of trouble. In particular, this time the Black Mountain Sect raised their cut of the blood crystal mines, and that won't be easy to settle. That's why I've been hoping you'd marry early, so a matter like this could be handled by your husband." "Even so, we'd have to find someone capable. That frail-looking fellow just now—if he ran into the Black Mountain Sect and argued over the blood crystal split, could he secure anything for us?" the young woman said proudly. "Just a moment ago you were on guard against him, and now you call him frail. Sigh, no matter what, you always have an excuse." Liu Piao knew her daughter better than anyone. Her personality had always been like this, leaving Liu Piao rather helpless. *** The Black Mountain Sect was merely a second- or third-rate sect across Great Shang, possessing no Divine Infant foundation, lacking even late Origin Core experts. However, the Black Mountain Sect's sect master had taken that mighty powerhouse, Old Demon Black Chicken, as his foster father. With that, the Black Mountain Sect's status rose with the tide. Within Great Shang, the Black Mountain Sect grew increasingly overbearing. The sect had several hundred disciples, over a dozen deacons, and a handful of elders. Yet with merely these numbers, their reputation in the surrounding lands was utterly atrocious. It was fair to say that whenever an ordinary disciple of the Black Mountain Sect stepped outside into their territory, commoners had to drop to their knees and kowtow. The Black Mountain Sect had reached the point where their name alone could silence crying infants in the night. Within the Black Mountain Sect, Elder Yu Linglong was draped in black gauze that could barely conceal her voluptuous curves. Reclining half-length upon a couch of white jade, she breathed out words fragrant as orchids: "Still no word on the identity and background of that masked man?" A disciple knelt on the floor, not daring to look up at the elder. This elder was the Black Mountain Sect's number one beauty. She was also a woman favored by Old Demon Black Chicken. Naturally, Old Demon Black Chicken had not touched her yet; rumor had it he intended to nurture her to the Divine Infant realm before taking her as a Dao companion to walk the path of dual cultivation. Within the Black Mountain Sect, Yu Linglong's status surpassed even the sect master's. "That masked man killed using a blade, but in truth, it was sword technique. Floating Mountain is under heavy suspicion," the disciple said. "Elder Xuanfeng has now returned, and the sect master has recalled all disciples and elders from outside, preparing to exert pressure on Floating Mountain!" Hearing this, Yu Linglong's gaze grew even more bewitching. "It seems Old Demon Black Chicken truly is about to step into the late Divine Infant stage." The kneeling disciple below pretended he had heard nothing when Yu Linglong addressed Old Demon Black Chicken so casually. Just then, the rustle of sliding gauze drifted down. Yu Linglong lightly parted her vermilion lips and said to the disciple below, "Do you dare crawl up here?" The disciple's mind reeled. He had long known Yu Linglong resented Old Demon Black Chicken, yet he still hurriedly refused: "I... I wouldn't dare!" Yu Linglong patted her chest and chuckled softly. "A coward who has the lust but not the guts. Come over; I won't tell anyone." Cold sweat broke out on the kneeling disciple's brow. He did not want to linger here any longer, terrified he might genuinely lose control. Between beauty and his life, he still knew which mattered more. No matter how much Elder Yu Linglong disliked Old Demon Black Chicken, she was not someone he could ever touch. Right at that moment, however, a massive boom echoed from outside. The disciple's face changed, and he scrambled to leave. "This disciple will go take a look!" He wanted nothing more than to escape this place. *** At the mountain gate of the Black Mountain Sect, Qi Yuan stood holding a great sword. On the surface, it looked like a great sword, but in reality, it was a kitchen cleaver whose exterior had been padded with metal into the shape of a sword. Crossing the White Bone Bridge, he had cleaved the five disciples guarding the bridge in two with a single slash. He had also severed the White Bone Bridge, the sole entrance into the sect. Apart from Foundation Establishment and Origin Core cultivators, ordinary disciples were trapped within the Black Mountain Sect, unable to leave. "State your name, thief! How dare you cause trouble at our Black Mountain Sect!" Several Foundation Establishment deacons appeared, looking fierce and thoroughly enraged. It had always been the Black Mountain Sect stirring up trouble elsewhere. Now, someone actually dared to bring trouble to their doorstep! "Black Mountain Sect, you killed my whole family!" Qi Yuan bellowed, fabricating an identity on the spot. "I endured a century of bitter cultivation, and my divine art is finally complete! Today, I shall wipe out your Black Mountain Sect!" "So it's some fish that slipped through the net," the black-bearded deacon sneered, unperturbed. The Black Mountain Sect frequently massacred whole families; having a few survivors was entirely normal. "A century ago, you were lucky enough to flee. If you had just dragged out your wretched existence, you might have enjoyed your final years in peace! Returning to the Black Mountain Sect now to seek death is pure folly! Your lineage ends today!" the black-bearded deacon roared. Qi Yuan blinked. He had gotten far too deep into character. "You dare try to sever my lineage?!" With that, his eyes flared red. "All of you must die!" He swept the great sword horizontally! Qi Yuan had already attained Qi Refinement perfection. Inside the game, his strength had continuously grown, feeding back into reality. Though that reflected strength amounted to less than one-hundredth of what he possessed inside, it was still more than enough to place him far above any ordinary Qi Refinement perfection. In fact, he could slaughter Foundation Establishment cultivators with ease. Through the modified cultivation manual, the blade had awakened spiritual sentience. With the blade in hand, Qi Yuan's prowess had ascended to an entirely new realm. A single slash could lop off an Origin Core dog's head! What were a few Foundation Establishment deacons compared to that? The fierce wind whipped up by the great sword slammed all three Foundation Establishment deacons directly against the massive boulder of the mountain gate. *Pfft!* The deacons coughed up mouthfuls of blood, their heart meridians shattered. Lifting the great sword, Qi Yuan smashed the Black Mountain Sect's mountain gate to pieces with a single swing. "A hundred years ago, you killed my whole family!" "Today, I exterminate your entire sect!" Qi Yuan's voice rolled like thunder, surging straight into the clouds. Inside the Black Mountain Sect, the disciples who witnessed several deacons fall shivered in terror. This opponent was simply too tough. Stepping forward to stop him would be suicide; only an Origin Core elder could deal with this. Sure enough, as Qi Yuan tore through the mountain gate, two Origin Core elders appeared side by side from within the sect. Endless fury was written across their faces. The spiritual energy in the surrounding air began to surge and churn! Seeing this, all the disciples felt their spirits lift. The remaining Foundation Establishment deacons and disciples surged forward as well, preparing to besiege Qi Yuan. Seeing this, Qi Yuan did not hold back. A horizontal sweep of his great sword! A terrifying gale tore through the air, instantly killing dozens of disciples on the spot. The Origin Core elder in the sky flew into a rage. It was the first time he had ever seen such a ruthless fiend who specifically targeted low-level disciples. Yet, observing Qi Yuan's move, he noticed something. "It was you who killed Patriarch Baiji?" This Origin Core elder was none other than Elder Xuanfeng, who had just returned from outside. He had inspected the corpses of Patriarch Baiji and the others, gleaning a great deal of information. Qi Yuan looked up at Elder Xuanfeng, brandishing his great sword. "Since you've realized it, I definitely can't let any of you live!" He, too, soared into the sky. Seeing this, suspicion flashed in the eyes of both Origin Core elders. "Why is there no Golden Core inside you?" "You aren't an Origin Core cultivator?!" Qi Yuan's answer to them was his great sword!