Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

The faint concealed Divine Sense electromagnetic waves unfolded, revealing all the various situations of the Yu Family’s territory; even Formation Methods could not hide them.

One was a Golden Pill Monk at the Middle Jindan Stage, another at the initial stage.

An elderly man, a middle-aged Cultivator.

Both had the distinctive beautiful beards of the Yu Family Cultivators, they were the Yu Family patriarch, Yu Zhong, and his son, Yu Zheng.

This was no surprise; information about the two of them was included in the Wei Family intelligence, with accurate details on their appearance and Cultivation Base.

However, there was a Cultivator with white hair and beard and an air of immortality before them of whom the intelligence had no knowledge.

Even though he concealed his Cultivation Base and only showed that of an early-stage Golden Pill, under the scrutiny of the electromagnetic cannon-like Divine Sense, it was clear that his Cultivation Base was at the Golden Pill Peak.

”Immortal Baimei...”

”Yu Family...”

Jiang Ding let out a soft sigh, retracting the Blood Palm that was about to strike down and cause a major uproar.

The white-haired, white-bearded Golden Pill Peak Cultivator in front of the Yu father and son was none other than the Supreme Elder of the Qiyu Sect, Immortal Baimei!

Qiyu Sect, Yu Family, Immortal Baimei.

Stringing these things together, many matters now had answers.

About a thousand and five to six hundred years before Xuetu Hall had appeared, before Li Qingyun, the Qiyu Sect had its first Sky Spiritual Root Cultivator, who reached the Golden Pill Peak, was unmatched in the Cultivation world of the Three Kingdoms, and went to the Northern Plains to look for opportunities to achieve Infant Formation.

After numerous searches and explorations, he completely despaired.

At that time, the Great Sun Sect had not yet risen to power, and the grasslands were ruled by twenty-eight families of the Northern Plains. Many families were descendants of the same ancestor, who divided the land and established countries, with Nascent Soul Monks suppressing each region to ensure every inch of the Northern Plains belonged to the twenty-eight families.

If by chance a Nascent Soul Monk with heaven-defying fortune emerged, they would be thunderously pursued and killed, with dozens of Nascent Souls deployed by these families, sparing no expense even for newly ascended early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

Their rule was terrifyingly stable.

In the end, that generation’s Supreme Elder of the Qiyu Sect placed his hopes of achieving Nascent Soul on the leader of the Hei Clan, the father of the Divine Crow Immortal, helping him fight to the death in the millennial Royal Court battle, earning great merits, seizing a Royal Court Command Token for him, and successfully allowing him to advance to Nascent Soul within the Court’s Blessed Land.

At that time, the Hei Clan boasted of having two Nascent Souls, and were highly esteemed.

And that generation’s Supreme Elder of the Qiyu Sect was conferred a third-order inferior Spiritual Vein, likely subject to imposed Spirit Soul Restrictions, dictating his life and death...

No, it’s more likely that he died outright.

To many families, a Golden Pill Peak Cultivation Base seemed too dangerous to spare, especially since it was not the time for millennial Royal Court battle, rendering him useless.

The Yu Family were descendants of that Supreme Elder.

Perhaps out of a sliver of guilt, the Divine Crow Immortal’s father didn’t exterminate the Yu Family but instead relegated their descendants to the abundant grasslands of the Yu territory.

Times changed.

Again, a Supreme Elder of the Qiyu Sect with his lifespan nearing its end emerged from the lands of the Three Kingdoms, searching for his path to Nascent Soul.

”Immortal Baimei...”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself internally.

This man, whom he used to address as Senior Brother, shared some experiences with him in his youth. There wasn’t much sentiment involved; it all boiled down to interests.

On two occasions, this brittle relationship nearly broke due to external factors.

He didn’t advance in Qi cultivation for eight years, that was one,

Zhou Kunlong achieving False Dan, that was another.

But,

It was just a shake, not a fracture.

To kill Immortal Baimei over something as trivial as the Wei Family, a not-so-important chess piece, was unwarranted.

”The Qiyu Sect... I won’t let it perish within a thousand years,” Jiang Ding thought to himself lightly.

That was a promise he had made years ago, also bearing the grace of the Qiyu Ancestor and offering compensation.

As for Immortal Baimei personally, that was simply beyond his capacity.

The two didn’t share a deep bond, and during his youth, he was not treated as a direct disciple by Immortal Baimei, unlike Li Qingyun.

Therefore,

He would not battle to the death for Immortal Baimei’s path, it wouldn’t be reasonable.

At the same time, he would neither deliberately interfere, kill him, nor block his pursuit of the Nascent Soul path.

”Senior Brother, I’ve severely wounded the Wei Family patriarch, Wei Qingqing, with the help of Shi Jian’s son,” said the Yu Family patriarch, Yu Zhong, in a low voice. ”There is an eighty percent chance that she will cede the Wei Family territory and head to the front lines of the Great Sun Sect and the Great Sun Sword Sect; two percent chance, she’ll act out of pride and desperately defend her family’s land.”

”Our actions should ease the concerns of the Hei Clan’s Collateral Lineage Golden Pill Monks, dissuading them from pressing further.”

It was clear he was quite familiar and trusting of his Senior Brother, and not at all a stranger.

The connection between this place and the Qiyu Sect was intermittent but never completely severed; it was a secret of the Qiyu Sect, known only by a select few.

”Just cope and survive,” Immortal Baimei nodded slightly. ”Whether it’s the Collateral Lineage Golden Pills or the Direct Lineage Golden Pills, neither will allow outsiders to progress any further, their disputes won’t bring us any advantage, only calamity.”

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”Back in the day, the eighth generation ancestor master just hoped for good luck, only to end up fetching water with a bamboo basket—an effort in vain.”

”Indeed, it might work temporarily, but it can’t last a lifetime.”

”Both of you want to preserve your lives, yet you must think of a way to solve the problem of the Spirit Soul Restrictions.”

”But how easy can that be?”

Yu Zhong’s face showed bitterness.

The restrictions were created by a Nascent Soul Monk, personally applied by a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Pill stage from the Hei Clan, and required reinforcement and inspection every few decades. How could they possibly break free from it?

”It’s not easy,”

”But there is still a way.”

Immortal Baimei smiled slightly, ”Great Sun Sect has managed to attract many Golden Pill cultivators from collateral lineages and vassal families. Naturally, it can solve such problems. It’s just that the time has passed.”

He sighed.

Now was not the time of the fierce battle between the two factions years ago. Back then, many cultivation methods and solutions for restrictions were readily provided by the Great Sun Sect as long as you could kill a certain number of Golden Pill cultivators from the Righteous and Demonic Alliance. No conditions were needed.

Now, it’s much more difficult.

But he didn’t regret it.

In such battlefields, Golden Pill peak cultivators were too prone to death. Perhaps if he had gone earlier, he would have already died.

The Yu Family father and son’s expressions darkened.

They weren’t without ideas.

However, resolving such restrictions was not something even the Great Sun Sect could achieve easily, and it required a heavy price. They had not caught the sect’s attention.

”However, there’s another way.”

Immortal Baimei put aside a bit of regret and continued, ”The Blood Cloud Eighteen Knights, with Knight Master Blood Cloud possessing an astonishing destiny, can also solve the problem of the Spirit Soul Restrictions.”

”Although I am weak, it involves a Sword Intent Sword Cultivator, and moreover, a Loose Cultivator, so I was able to meet with him.”

”If you two are interested, you can make a choice later.”

He said no more, with hands clasped behind his back, he looked towards the distant sky.

”Senior Brother, you’re going to meet with Blood Cloud?”

The Yu Family father and son trembled, their expressions conflicted.

The Blood Cloud Eighteen Knights had a great reputation, but compared to the Great Sun Sect, they were much weaker. It was said that their members had changed over more than ten times. Apart from Knight Master Blood Cloud, most died at the hands of the pursuit of various large families, unable to survive.

After a few dozen breaths.

A faint haze appeared in one area of the Yu Family’s formation method, and then, three Daoists dressed in blood robes walked with dignity, whilst disciples from the Yu Family passed by them, turning a blind eye.

”The great hero of the Northern Plains, Blood Cloud...”

The Yu Family father and son were shocked as they looked at the man leading the group.

That man had a broad nose and a wide mouth with rugged features, standing over nine feet tall, towering over everyone. He practiced the Blood Path cultivation method, and one would expect him to exude a cold and gloomy aura that instilled fear and awe.

However, upon meeting him, he appeared as a spirited and imposing young man, his face always adorned with an enthusiastic smile.

Just by his appearance, he was likable, and without any traces of magic, it was a charisma that radiated naturally from within.

”Immortal Baimei!”

Blood Cloud laughed heartily from afar upon seeing the three men, ran over quickly, and offered a deep bow, ”I have heard much of Immortal Baimei’s righteous deeds against the Xuetu Hall branch of the Liudao Sect back in the Northern Plains. I’ve long admired you and am finally able to meet you today.”

”Knight Master is too kind.”

Immortal Baimei quickly returned the greeting.

Although he knew these were pleasantries, such courtesy was still pleasant.

”These two must be descendants of the Senior who went by the name of Yu Tianqing back in the day, correct?”

Blood Cloud did not forget the Yu Family father and son: ”Back then, the Senior’s fame shook the Northern Plains. During the battle of the Thousand-Year King’s Court, he brilliantly suppressed many top Golden Pill cultivators from the direct lineages of the Northern Plains, and his renown still precedes him among us juniors.”

”To be honest, the Senior was a role model that I admired in my youth.”

”Without the Senior’s inspiration, Blood Cloud would not have made it to where I am today. Brothers, I hope for your guidance in the future.”

He earnestly bowed again.

”We dare not, dare not!”

Yu Zhong and his son were overwhelmed by the honor, waving their hands, and couldn’t help but feel a surge of affection for him.

In the sky, Jiang Ding silently observed this scene.

This man did not have the strict hierarchy commonly honored among cultivators that determined respect by strength alone. He often showed humility in his interactions, treating others without contempt regardless of their cultivation level, thus winning over people’s hearts.

Furthermore, this was not entirely a performance.

Golden Pill cultivators who have lived for hundreds of years, encountering countless struggles and partings, are deep and not easily moved.

Blood Cloud, in his past few hundred years, has time and again proved his outward actions through numerous facts and countless blood battles.

Righteousness Over Clouds.

Backing his outward actions with substantial deeds, he managed to make the three Golden Pill cultivators develop a good impression of him in such a short time, convinced that he would not harm them. Thus, their guard was lowered.

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