Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying-Chapter 165 - 164 Battle!

Chapter 165: Chapter 164 Battle!

The words of Mo Zhu, the Valley Master of Blood Soul Valley, did not shake the hearts of the Xuan Stone Sect, since the words of a Demon Cultivator sounded to them no different from a fart.

But it caused Yang Genshuo, who saw things from a god-like perspective, much contemplation.

“If we only consider the resources for Immortal Cultivation, Mo Zhu’s statement about the Upper Sect sucking blood… holds some truth.”

After the Immortal Path competition, Yang Genshuo realized something.

Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect awarded points to the many talented participants as prizes and even took in a few disciples with great talent, going so far as to allow the Yang Family to relocate there.

But… if you don’t enter the Inner Sect, these points can only buy offerings collected from the Twelve Dynasties. These offerings were originally taken for nothing by Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect, and then they give out a small part of them as gifts, making those from the Twelve Dynasties grateful.

As time goes on, Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect gets stronger and stronger, and the Twelve Dynasties simply can’t compete, they can only follow their rules, and no one can overturn them.

But if these large tributes landed in the hands of the great Dynasties themselves… they could cultivate many more outstanding Cultivators each year. Some Waste Spirit Root Cultivators, who originally didn’t deserve to enjoy the various supplies, would now have some resources to improve themselves without living in the cracks and pinching pennies for one or two Low Grade Spirit Stones.

“Mo Zhu isn’t wrong in wanting to become an Immortal, nor is he wrong in wanting to pave a way for those with Five Spirit Roots below, but the mistake is… it should not be done by killing the innocent as a means of promotion! If these people took over the world… wouldn’t the world become Hell!”

“Your retribution will be delivered ahead of time by us from the Yang Family!”

“I’m just puzzled… how did Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect convince the Twelve Dynasties to hand over half of their entire Dynasty’s output as offerings every year?”

This was a question.

The two children of the Yang Family also had some thoughts.

Yang Fushuo, “Brother, so… is it that Demon Cultivators become such because they can’t survive in the Righteous way?”

“Not at all… don’t be fooled by their smooth talk! Although they are Five Spirit Roots, they are also the least Cultivators, many times better than ordinary people, how can they not survive? But because they have become Cultivators and have seen various parts of the Immortal Cultivation World, they know about 150 years of Qi Cultivation, 300 years of Foundation Establishment, 500 years of Golden Core… and countless Life Span, so they don’t want to just die off like that.”

“So, are Demon Cultivators deserving of any sympathy? Shouldn’t we kill Demon Cultivators?”

“Alas… in the end, it’s greed that’s to blame. They go against Heaven and will bear the consequences of doing so. We are righteous people, and killing Demon Cultivators is our duty, naturally it’s right.”

“That’s good. I’ll continue with Alchemy…”

Yang Fushuo no longer had a psychological burden and prepared to give Demon Cultivators a big hit.

At this moment, the Daoist Xuan Zhen had no intention of reasoning with Mo Zhu.

“Delusional words, stubbornly wrong! Hmph!”

Daoist Xuan Zhen stretched out a hand, and it turned into a gigantic golden hand in the air, reaching towards Blood Soul Valley, trying to pull Mo Zhu out from within.

Boom!

A blood mist giant released a towering Blood Qi and punched Daoist Xuan Zhen’s giant hand away.

“Old fool, play with my shadow first…”

The blood mist giant stood in front of the Demon Cultivators like an ancient demon god!

Daoist Xuan Zhen glanced slightly, and this blood mist giant actually also possessed Golden Core Stage Cultivation. Though not as strong as him, it could still block him for a while.

“Kill! For Blood Soul Valley!”

“For Danai Dynasty!”

“Overthrow the Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect’s lapdog Xuan Stone Sect!”

“Danai Dynasty swears never to be enslaved!”

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The Demon Cultivators and the members of the Decree Bureau rushed up.

Daoist Xuan Zhen waved his sleeve, and tens of thousands of Xuan Stone Sect disciples appeared.

“Ha!”

“Xuan Stone Sect disciples, form the array!”

“Slay the Demon Cultivators, and uphold righteous qi!”

“Return Danai Dynasty to its clear skies!”

Both sides unleashed decades of accumulated rage, and a massive explosion erupted!

Meanwhile, Yang Shi had been silent all along, riding on a Cloud Sea Deer, looking at the old man leading the Decree Bureau with sparks flashing in his eyes.

“Master… we must win this battle, please go on your own.”

The Martial Saint on horseback looked at Yang Shi with gratified eyes from in front of the formation, then shook his head.

“On the battlefield, there are no disciples and masters, only friends and foes. You are the enemy of the Decree Bureau… take this!”

He raised two fingers, and the Qi Mechanism in the air turned into Swords of True Qi.

“Qi Sword!”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Countless invisible swords aimed straight for Yang Shi’s face.

Yang Shi closed his eyes, and in his sea of consciousness appeared a broken sword.

“Heart Sword!”

At the same time, those invisible sword qi that filled the air also appeared in his sea of consciousness, slowing down… In his mind, he controlled the broken sword and struck each of those sword qi one by one.

Clang clang clang clang!

The two stood still with no other movement, yet the sound of swords clanged loudly!

Passing demon cultivators and Xuan Stone Sect disciples were all injured by the sword qi!

As the last of the sword sounds faded, Yang Shi opened his eyes.

Although only a few breaths had passed, they had exchanged hundreds of blows.

“What a Heart Sword!”

“Your Qi Sword is impressive too.”

“Let’s go again!”

Martial Saint, with no interest in leading the troops, wandered the battlefield with Yang Shi, sparring in swordsmanship. A vast expanse of space around them was devoid of people, not even Foundation Establishment cultivators dared to approach carelessly!

The air was fraught with lethal steps!

Yang Genshuo, watching this, wasn’t too worried.

“Yang Shi still has other divine skills he hasn’t used, plus the various Third-Grade talismans the two kids brought. It’s unlikely that Martial Saint could hurt him…”

Ding Zhen, upon seeing this, shouted, “Brother Yang, let me help you! Let’s join forces with our sword scabbards and together slay Old Deng!”

“No need! I’ll handle it myself! This time… the sword is for you!”

Yang Shi threw the Thunderbolt Sword and countered Martial Saint purely with divine skills.

This was a battle between two top martial artists, no need for anyone to interfere.

Only when facing Martial Saint could Yang Shi unleash all he had learned in his life!

Martial Saint’s Qi Sword, cultivated for decades, was sharper than Yang Shi’s Heart Sword divine skill. Augmented by the Cloud Dragon Nine Transformations, its elusive movement repeatedly struck Yang Shi, causing several cuts on his high-grade vestment robe.

“Divine skill, Earth Tunneling!”

Yang Shi used the technique of Earth Tunneling to dodge, releasing other divine skills in quick succession… The two fought indistinguishably.

Ding Zhen raised the complete Thunderbolt Sword, and five massive bolts of lightning fell from the sky!

“Who in Blood Soul Valley dares to challenge the Thunder Immortal Venerable!”

Foundation Establishment Third Layer Ding Zhen, wielding the might of the mid-grade treasure, deterred the demon cultivator elders of Blood Soul Valley. None dared to accept the challenge!

He snorted coldly.

“Demon Blood Lord, come out!”

This was his master at Blood Soul Valley, the man who led him down the path of demon cultivation, and also the one who murdered his father…

A demon cultivator who cultivated by absorbing the grievances of his disciples.

“Traitor! Today… we few will take you down!”

Demon Blood Lord, calling upon two other Demon Lords, made their move together!

“Come!”

The Martial Cultivation Army and Cultivator Army of Decree Bureau gathered their Military Souls, and clashed head-on with the Xuan Stone Sect disciples.

A bloody battle thus unfolded!

Meanwhile, Yang Fu was casting magic, incessantly attacking Blood Soul Valley disciples, all the while his gaze often drifted toward the horizon, as if waiting for someone.

“What a scene! It’s so chaotic! I can’t see anything clearly!”

Yang Genshuo’s eyes were nearly popping out!

He was worried his computer would explode from this clash of tens of thousands of cultivators!

“Thankfully, the Yang Family is fine for now. I’m going to check what the Valley Master of Blood Soul Valley is up to…”

He shifted his view underground, searching for the Valley Master of Blood Soul Valley.

Then… he saw Mo Zhu, with her black hair and oval face.

She was conversing with a person wearing a mask.

“Xuan Zhen really couldn’t help himself…”

“Our grand plan is finally about to succeed.”

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