Several days later.
Baihua Mountain.
"The clan’s matters are all entrusted to you, Wan Qing."
Mu Wanlu cautioned before transforming into a streak of light that flew into a structure within the White Jade Palace.
This was the Mu Family’s war magic weapon—The White Jade Palace!
Initially, its construction consud countless resources, and now nurous Qi Cultivators and Foundation Establishnt Cultivators were stationed within... especially several Fake Core cultivators and the three Core Formation cultivators from the Mu Family.
Even if facing a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, it could hold up for quite so ti.
This ti, the Mu Family hadn’t dispatched all of its elites but had instead recruited nurous Loose Cultivators.
They had to consider public opinion, hence they dared not to act excessively, roughly maintaining a balance where half were Low Rank Loose Cultivators and half were family cultivators.
Of course, most of those family cultivators were either old, weak, ill, or those without hopeful Dao paths.
Watching the escaping light of the White Jade Palace vanish into the horizon, Mu Wanqing scanned his surroundings, his expression one of smug contentnt.
At last, Baihua Mountain was entirely under his control!
’That old thing isn’t erging from seclusion today...’
Mu Wanqing’s eyes darkened as he looked towards the valley where Fang Xing’s cave mansion was located.
Of course, he had no ans to deal with Mu Wanlong.
The other clearly declared no desire for benefits or face... even he felt like a mouse trying to bite a turtle, finding no place to start.
"Elder Wan Qing... I’ve prepared so liquor and dancers in my cave mansion, please co and enjoy,"
a Fake Core cultivator approached with a smile plastered on his face.
"How can I indulge in wine and pleasures when the family head has entrusted with such great responsibilities?"
Mu Wanqing righteously refused.
After a while, he received a Divine Sense transmission, "Hehe... Elder Wan Qing, those dancers are from the ’Yin Yang Reunion Building’. It would be such a pity if the Elder doesn’t visit..."
"If that’s the case..."
Mu Wanqing communicated with Divine Sense as well, "Let’s make it tomorrow night then."
The Yin Yang Reunion Building was infamous in the Da Jing Immortal Cultivation World. The female cultivators it trained were not only breathtakingly beautiful but also cultivated techniques that considerably benefited a cultivator’s progress in mana. Hence, the female slaves they sold were priced very highly.
Especially the dancers of the Foundation Establishnt level, it was said they not only had stunningly beautiful dance moves, but the cultivation techniques they practiced were even beneficial for Core Formation cultivators!
...
Several days later.
Within a Fourth Rank cave mansion.
Fang Xing sat cross-legged, refining Spiritual Energy to enhance his mana.
For him, no matter how tumultuous the outside world was, nothing was as important as the advancent of his cultivation.
"Hmm?"
He suddenly felt a tremor in the underground Spirit Vein and stood up abruptly, flying out of the cave mansion.
He saw chaos over Baihua Mountain; the Myriad Flower Illusion Array that enveloped the mountain was slowly...disappearing?
A Third Rank Mutant Spiritual Crane was displaying its prowess above the Mu family’s territory.
At the flick of its Crane Feathers, strands of white feathers fell from the sky, transforming into sharp Flying Swords that beheaded any Mu family cultivators trying to kill the Demon Beast.
Accompanying this Third Rank White Crane was a Fake Core cultivator.
"Mu Wanlan... you dare to betray the family?"
A Mu family Fake Core cultivator, with eyes tinged red, looked at the betraying Mu Wanlan.
He was protected by a Third Rank defensive spell—Nine Fire Fla Dragon Shield—and roared as a pitch-black ’Mixed Elent Stone’ magic treasure quickly transford into a small mountain, pressing down on Mu Wanlan.
’Mu Wanlan? The Fake Core elder from Mu Wanqing’s line? He has betrayed the family?’
Fang Xing gleaned the relevant information from Mu Wanlong’s mories, sowhat speechless.
"What about Mu Wanqing? Has he sided with the enemy or is he dead? How’s the control of the Array Formation Token?"
He flew up high above the clan’s lands, clearly annoyed.
The Myriad Flower Illusion Array had once been a Fourth Rank array, and even with weakening, it was nearly a Quasi Fourth Rank!
It wasn’t sothing that a re Third Rank Spiritual Crane could destroy.
It must have been taken hold of the central command token of the Array Formation. Originally, this token was kept by Mu Wanlong; following his takeover as the family head, it had been passed to Mu Wanlu.
Now that Mu Wanlu was off pioneering new territories, he naturally would have handed the token to Mu Wanqing, who was in charge of the family.
"Screech!"
The spiritually pure-feathered, vibrant red-crowned crane flashed a mocking glance, its sharp beak sharp like a Flying Sword, displaying the sharpness typical of a Core Formation Sword Cultivator.
It spread its wings, moving incredibly fast, arriving in front of Mu Wanlan. With just a peck, the large mountain of the Mixed Elent Stone magic treasure was pierced by a beam of white light.
"A Third Rank Top Grade Demon Beast?"
The previous Fake Core elder spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood, his complexion deathly pale and filled with terror.
Currently, the Mu family facing such a Third Rank Top Grade Demon Beast could likely face annihilation.
He, as a Fake Core cultivator, only had a Low Grade magic treasure by relying on his family; naturally, he was no match against the exceptional Third Rank Mutant Spiritual Crane...
Swoosh, swoosh!
Strands of white Crane Feathers like Flying Swords snuffed out the Nine Fire Fla Dragon one by one.
The Fake Core cultivator was in utter shock as he watched his True Essence Shield shattering, when suddenly a jet-black shield materialized before him, blocking every Crane Feather Flying Sword.
"Is it true, Mu Wanlan, that you betrayed the family, sabotaged Mu Wanqing, and even voluntarily activated the family’s Array Formation, opening the doors to the enemy?"
Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, his hair bristling with rage, resembling an infuriated lion.
With a cold sneer, Mu Wanlan retorted, "So what if it’s true? Mu Wanqing stole my opportunity back then to form a True Core, and you, old fool, had a hand in aiding him... Today, let tell you, Mu Wanlu and the others are dood. Now we just wait for the Array to completely dissipate, and then the cultivators from White Crane Sect, Zhang Family, Wang Family, and Sea Sand Gang will imdiately enter and annihilate the Mu Family!
He had previously invited Mu Wanqing to drink and make rry, which was obviously a ruse.
In fact, he had brought a Third Rank Top Grade Spiritual Crane from White Crane Sect early on to ambush Mu Wanqing.
Being a Spiritual Beast, mutant Spiritual Cranes can be kept in specially made Spirit Beast Bags, making them more concealed and powerful.
Taken completely by surprise, Mu Wanqing was attacked, unable to resist at all, and was killed in one strike. His Array Formation Token was also stolen.
’Indeed, a betrayal, yet you are also a mber of the Mu Family...’
’No, if the Mu Family is eradicated, where would I find a Fourth Rank Cave Mansion?’
Fang Xing sarcastically thought to himself, his face flushing unusually: "It seems... you have harbored resentnt over the fact that I gave the Golden Core Formation Pill to Wanqing instead of you back then... With such a temperant, it’s no wonder you could only form a Fake Core!"
"Old fool!"
Mu Wanlan’s eyes reddened with rage: "You old, severely injured fool... Crane Venerable, hurry up and dispatch this man!"
The next mont, the mana fluctuations around Fang Xing suddenly intensified.
From the Early Stage of Core Formation, he broke through to the Middle Stage of Core Formation.
And he was still climbing, finally breaking through to the Late Stage of Core Formation!
The intense mana fluctuations made even the mutant Spiritual Crane step back a few paces, its bird eyes revealing an almost anthropomorphic sense of dread.
"Core Formation Late Stage?"
Mu Wanlan’s eyes widened in disbelief: "Impossible... You’re severely wounded! And even before that, you were only at the Middle Stage of Core Formation."
"Today, old man, I will execute a Forbidden Technique, forcibly suppressing my injuries and breaking through realms, to fight for my family until the last drop of blood flows!"
Fang Xing spoke with righteousness and a tragic determination.
"Head of the family!"
Below, many old mbers of the Mu family wept.
In their eyes, this forr family head, who had made great contributions to the family, although he was senile and feared death in his old age... risked his life to fight against the enemy during the family’s crisis of life and death, essentially redeeming all his past stains and leaving only unsullied glory!
After all, the forr head of the family was already severely injured and had recklessly perford a Forbidden Technique, elevating his Cultivation and suppressing his injuries... Fearing that once the technique ended, he would perish completely!
"Go!"
Fang Xing didn’t care about any of that; he pulled out a ’Fire Dragon Staff’ commonly used by Mu Wanlong. Mana from his Late Stage Core Formation surged into the artifact, causing it to burst into brilliant red light.
Amidst the widespread flas, a dragon’s cry was heard!
A Fire Dragon manifested, and at the heart of the Fire Dragon was a crimson wooden staff.
This staff, carved in the shape of a fire dragon, seed to co alive at that mont, transforming into a dazzling, battle-ready Fire Flood Dragon, clashing with the Third Rank Top Grade Crane Venerable.
Seeing this scene, Mu Wanlan’s face instantly paled as he turned into a streak of light, fleeing towards the outside of Baihua Mountain.
The Crane Venerable was ultimately not his spiritual pet; he could only request, not command, and he certainly wouldn’t risk severe injury to protect him!
’Damn... Who would’ve thought the forr family head could still perform a Forbidden Technique...’
’No, I can’t die... As long as I survive the outbreak of the Forbidden Technique and rendezvous with the cultivators from White Crane Sect outside... I can definitely...’
As Mu Wanlan’s eyes split with rage, he saw a streak of firelight flash ahead.
Mu Wanlong’s escape light was incredibly fast, directly intercepting him.
"Traitor of the family, be executed!"
Fang Xing’s expression was cold, as he revealed a golden Third Rank Treasure Talisman in his hand.
He was not Mu Wanlong, and while using the other’s magical treasures was feasible, trying to perform any unique spells was just asking for trouble.
Luckily, in the Cultivation World, there were high-rank Talismans!
This gold-attributed Third Rank ’Hundred Refinent Gold Saber Talisman’, contributed by a Core Formation cultivator who had died at his hands, was quite powerful.
Mana from the Late Stage of Core Formation infused into the talisman, and a swath of golden saber light flashed, striking swifter than lightning, slashing across Mu Wanlan’s neck.
His Defensive Magical Treasure and Fake Core True Essence were completely unable to block it even slightly, a line of blood appeared on his neck, and then his body fell from midair.
A cultivator at the Late Stage of Core Formation could easily slay those at the Early and Middle Stages.
Not to ntion a Fake Core True Man.
At this mont, the Fire Flood Dragon was still fiercely battling the Crane Venerable.
Noticing the flash of light in Fang Xing’s hand, and the Array Formation Token retrieved from Mu Wanlan, the Crane Venerable was petrified.
It spread its wings, a blue Gang wind appeared, pushing back the Fire Flood Dragon with its incredibly agile movent technique and ascended towards the sky with a cry that pierced the Nine Heavens!
But the next mont, the environnt had completely changed, surrounded by countless dancing flower petals.
—Myriad Flower Illusion Array!
Such a clan-defining Array was naturally easy to activate but difficult to shut down.
Even with the Prohibition Central Token in Mu Wanlan’s possession, the Array’s power could only be slowly shut off.
But now in Fang Xing’s hands, he could rapidly restore the full power of the Array!
As petals fell like a lustrous, colorful prison, they trapped the Third Rank Spiritual Crane within.
"This is bad!"
As the sight of the Array on Baihua Mountain resuming operations reached their ears, along with the pitiful cries of the crane, several covert Core Formation cultivators outside exchanged looks, each seeing uncertainty in the others’ eyes...
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