Family Management Game In Immortal Continent

Chapter 1338: Chapter 1332: The Spirit Lord’s Trap

Li Wei appeared beside Li Zhiheng.

He watched as Li Zhiheng made ‘transactions’ with everyone he met.

This kid was still quite principled; when conversing with someone with whom he had no grudges, even if they were an enemy, he had to trigger keywords like ‘want to die’, ‘ready to die’, or ‘don’t want to live’ before he would devour their karmic luck and place them on his must-kill list.

At this moment, a trace of anger flashed across Li Wei’s face.

[Special Event — The Spirit Lord’s Trap]

[The Seven Ironclads had harassed them for days.

The Spirit Lord’s ‘Color Fairy’ is a spirit of heaven and earth, acting as the eyes and ears of Grandhaven Prefecture, capable of prying into much intelligence.

The Spirit Lord knew the Xuanyuan Clan’s movements like the back of his hand, and lay in wait at Wen Yan’s location, ready to catch the Xuanyuan Clan all in one fell swoop at any moment.]

These days, they had been constantly searching for the clansmen of the Xuanyuan family.

They never expected that the Xuanyuan Clan also possessed methods to shield themselves from heavenly secrets.

With matters reaching this point, the family had already made preparations for a rescue.

“Sigh.”

Li Wei let out a long sigh.

Two hours later.

“…”

Standing at the bow of the boat with Zhiheng, having rushed to Wen Yan’s location alongside the grand army, Li Wei’s face turned dark.

…

Beneath the Blood Moon, heading toward the location of a half-immortal, numerous Xuanyuan clansmen stood atop auspicious clouds.

Various array formations blocked the three spirit boats.

Aboard the spirit boats, the Blood Moon cultivators glared furiously at the Xuanyuan clansmen.

The leader, wielding a bronze hammer, had a chilling expression. “Xuanyuan Liqun, aren’t you at General Wen’s location?”

“Hahaha!” Xuanyuan Liqun sneered coldly.

“You underestimate my Xuanyuan Clan far too much.

Over the years in Grandhaven Prefecture, the Li Clan’s Seven Ironclads have harassed you continuously, yet the Spirit Lord has never made any major moves. He was clearly hiding malicious intent.”

“Did you truly think I would be foolish enough to jump into a trap?!!”

…

General Wen Yan was once a subordinate of Gu Fenghua.

Though she appeared completely unremarkable, all the soldiers in the Spear Saint’s camp had received her training, and she commanded a hundred array masters.

After Gu Fenghua’s death, she became a half-immortal under the Spirit Lord, cultivating immortal soldiers and presiding over a City.

Inside the City, barriers and array formations covered all directions.

In the cloudy sky were reinforcements coming from all over Grandhaven Prefecture; the heavens and the earth were entirely filled with the Spirit Lord’s top experts.

Within the trapping array.

The besieged “Xuanyuan Clan cultivators” were all sitting on iron-eating beasts, exuding a powerful aura and brandishing their claws in all directions, and then…

…they turned into individual stalks of bamboo.

“Heh… hehehe…” Li Tianqi looked awkwardly at the bamboo fallen on the ground.

As the bamboo hit the earth, dark dust kicked up. He slowly raised his head. Awkward laughter was useless; the cultivators in all directions and their converging auras were suffocating.

The Xuanyuan Clan was truly capable. Li Tianqi had come to the rescue, but these bamboo disguises were so realistic that even he hadn’t realized they were fakes.

It wasn’t until he broke through Wen Yan’s grand array, preparing to take the Xuanyuan Clan members away, that he finally understood what it meant to walk right into a trap.

“Sure enough, there isn’t a single good thing in the Xuanyuan Clan.”

Li Tianqi muttered.

The auras of half-immortals and immortals were numerous, present everywhere.

Before his eyes, the woman clad in armor, a short-haired woman with fiercely arched eyebrows looking down at him from a pegasus, was none other than General Wen Yan.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Li Tianqi spoke gravely to Wen Yan,

“I am Li Tianqi of the Azure Cloud Li Clan. I heard early on that the Xuanyuan Clan did not know what was good for them and intended to come assassinate General Wen.

I fear the General might laugh, but I have long admired General Wen for many years.

My only hope was to be the first to take the head of that old dog Xuanyuan and present it as my military pledge!”

“Do you not even blink when you lie?” Wen Yan, beautiful yet not lacking a valiant spirit, curled her lips into a mocking sneer.

“Hahaha!”

The Spirit Lord’s subordinates all burst into loud laughter.

Li Tianqi’s expression remained completely unchanged.

“My feelings toward General Wen are completely sincere.

The only lie I ever told was the one I kept telling myself day and night—that I would never dare enter this domain because I feared the Blood Moon.

Yet here I am… I still came to see you. In the end, my fear could not overcome my longing for you.”

“Longing for me? I think you’re longing for death!” Wen Yan scoffed and waved her hand. “Kill him!”

“Hold on!!!”

Seeing the various colors of Spiritual power from all directions and feeling the suffocating, oppressive might bearing down on him, his vision filled entirely with enemies.

Dripping with heavy sweat, Li Tianqi took a deep breath, his cold gaze sweeping across his surroundings. “So there’s no room for negotiation?”

Seeing Li Tianqi’s arrogant demeanor, many of the Spirit Lord’s subordinates clutched their stomachs in laughter.

The lone Li Tianqi and a pile of bamboo looked incredibly comical.

“Hahaha, foolish enough to jump right into our trap, and you still want to negotiate?”

“A mere clown, kill him!”

“Someone this brazen, this is my first time seeing it.”

“…”

Yet, amidst the mocking laughter, Li Tianqi instead grew increasingly composed, even a bit… eager to try!

Wen Yan narrowed her eyes.

During the great war with the Wu Tribe in the Western Frontier, she had met Li Yunlin, Li Yunbing, and other members of the Li Clan, and knew perfectly well that the Li Clan was absolutely not simple.

She saw Li Tianqi suddenly shoot a cold glare, spreading his hands wide. Between his palms, two array discs spun, and array diagrams unrolled one after another behind him.

While they were still shocked that Li Tianqi would actually initiate an attack while heavily surrounded, a cold shout suddenly rang out.

“The situation has changed. Do not drag out the fight, break out!”

A resonant, booming voice suddenly echoed from a Dharma Treasure carrying cultivators in the cloudy sky.

The cloudy sky instantly fell into chaos, as a black polygonal cube floated into the air, spinning madly.

“Yes!”

Responses echoed one after another.

Powerful Spiritual power suddenly erupted from all directions: a massive Golden Ape, an Asura and Bodhisattva statue with three heads and six arms, a black dragon spewing black fire…

Figures materialized one after another.

Outside the Blood Moon, a scorching fireball rose like a sun.

Wen Yan looked with an incredibly ugly expression at the enemies emerging from right amidst their own ranks, while the Li Tianqi before her drew closer and closer.

She heard Li Tianqi let out a furious roar.

“You motherfucking Xuanyuan Clan!”

Half a day later.

[Your family failed to rescue the Xuanyuan Clan, falling into the trap of the Spirit Lord’s grand army, and escaped with great difficulty.]

[Acquired Spoils of War: Wen Yan]

The border of Clearpeak Prefecture, at the edge of the Blood Moon.

The battered and exhausted members of the Li Clan and the Xuanyuan Clan members, who had hurriedly escaped from the Blood Moon, stared at each other, speechless for a long time.

Both sides wore expressions filled with utter disgust for each other.

In a great battle, Li Yaotie had mobilized Heavenly Fire outside the Blood Moon, hurling a fireball straight at the Spirit Lord.

Even within the immortal’s domain, both sides harbored numerous misgivings.

In the clash of Dao methods between the Spirit Lord and Li Yaotie, neither ultimately dared to fight to the bitter end.

Li Yaotie stood together with Xuanyuan Liqun, completely ignoring the mutual disgust among the younger generation.

He cast a disdainful glance at the weird-looking Xuanyuan Liqun.

“Daoist Friend, you wasted a perfect opportunity. If you hadn’t played dirty tricks, this would have been an excellent chance for our Li Clan to catch them all in one fell swoop.”

“Does the Fire Ancestor take the Spirit Lord for a fool? If a true, all-out war had erupted, I’m afraid both our families would have perished in it. You were trying to use us as bait.” Xuanyuan Liqun glared with wide eyes.

“You all hid yourselves away, so how were we supposed to know where you were? You should have told us in advance.”

“If you didn’t ask, how was I supposed to tell you?”

“If you didn’t tell me, how was I supposed to ask?”

“…”

The two glared at each other for a long time.

Neither had expected the other to be such a treacherous and cunning old fox, absolute veterans of the martial world. Ultimately, they reached a consensus.

It was incredibly shameless, yet somewhat reliable.

Soon after, they ceased their bickering and looked toward the edge of the Blood Moon.

The half-immortal captured by the Xuanyuan Clan and Wen Yan captured by the Li Clan were both sealed within the Blood Moon.

Within their bodies resided only the most ordinary of immortals.

Their cultivation at the Void Refinement realm hadn’t even reached the Half-Step Body Integration realm; even with the assistance of immortals, their strength wasn’t overwhelmingly powerful.

However, these two could not leave the Blood Moon. The moment Li Tianqi dragged Wen Yan a single step outside the Blood Moon, the female general wailed in agonizing pain.

Seeing Li Tianqi’s puzzled gaze and the female general’s agony, Xuanyuan Liqun said in a heavy voice, “It’s useless. I’ve already tried; these people cannot come out.”

“They can’t come out?” Li Yaotie was confused.

“The living beings beneath the Blood Moon have had both their bodies and souls thoroughly corrupted.

Just like small fish that cannot leave the water, stepping outside the Blood Moon leaves them with only one path—death.”

Xuanyuan Liqun nodded toward the youths of his clan.

The Xuanyuan Clan disciples began inscribing an array formation; evidently, they too possessed methods to refine people.

White mist was stripped from the half-immortal within the array and channeled into a white porcelain bottle.

Xuanyuan Liqun said, “The living beings within the Blood Moon cannot leave, but this does not affect the immortals.

I believe the immortals intentionally do this to forever imprison the living beings beneath the Blood Moon, forcing them to willingly become the immortals’ cultivation vessels.”

He looked at the half-immortal in the array, and then at Wen Yan—who had been pulled out by Li Tianqi and shoved back in, now rolling around in agony within a trapping array—his eyes filled with fury.

“They can only continuously fight against the immortals amidst their bewitchment, waiting for the immortals to completely occupy their bodies.

With the long passage of time, sooner or later, the immortals will find a vulnerability to exploit.”

As the two conversed.

The crowd simultaneously looked toward Wen Yan.

They saw the female general, who had once served under Gu Fenghua, suddenly radiate an iridescent glow behind her.

Taking on a sacred and inviolable appearance, the immortal power attempted to break open Li Tianqi’s array.

The moment she was captured by the Li Clan, Wen Yan had completely lost the ability to suppress the immortal within her body.

The crowd furrowed their brows. Wen Yan no longer exhibited the agony from when she was pulled outside the Blood Moon.

Within the trapping array, her body was being occupied by the immortal, yet she calmly and softly said to the numerous cultivators of the Southern Frontier: “Kill me.”

“…”

The crowd fell into a heavy silence.

Li Tianqi looked wordlessly at Wen Yan.

The family possessed Gu Fenghua’s corpse and shared past ties with him. Hearing that Wen Yan was Gu Fenghua’s subordinate, he had wanted to rescue her.

Since Tianming could suppress the immortal, perhaps he could help others suppress their immortals as well.

But reality was often terrifyingly cruel.

“Kill me,” Wen Yan called out calmly once again.

The family members understood that this was perhaps Wen Yan’s final moment of control over her body.

She didn’t say anything else, but anyone could feel the female general’s absolute resolution and tranquility at this moment.

Beneath the Blood Moon, Li Yunlin thrust his spear forward, gathering the power of the Skyveil Hall to sever her soul, stripping away an immortal.

The crowd departed, their hearts weighed down with heavy thoughts.

The cultivators beneath the Blood Moon hurried over.

Staring at the retreating backs of the Southern Frontier cultivators and the bloodstains left behind by the array formation on the ground, they roared with grief and fury toward the Southern Frontier, vowing to eradicate the living beings outside the Blood Moon to avenge General Wen.

High above in the Spirit Lord’s heavenly palace.

Sitting upon the white jade throne, the Spirit Lord’s gaze was icy.

Staring through the Blood Moon toward the direction of the Southern Frontier, he murmured, “Interesting. We will meet.”

Just as he spoke, a subordinate came to report.

“Spirit Lord, terrible news! Two of our Exalted Immortals have been… killed by the demons outside the Blood Moon!”

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