Clan Cultivation: Starting with Building an Island Immortal City

37: A resounding victory, and they took control of the city.Loose Cultivator’s cultivation was crippled, and he was hooked and bound like a dead dog; Old Ghost and Charming Lady were severely wounded, trembling under the watchful eyes of the Li Family disciples, completely devoid of any power to resist.

The tide of battle instantly reversed.

The three Cultivators who were so arrogant just moments ago became prisoners in the blink of an eye.

All of this was witnessed by Xia Donghai, who lay limp on the ground.

His face was ashen, his body trembled like a sieve, his crotch was soaked, and a foul, fishy odor permeated the air.

When Li Yinglong’s cold gaze swept over him, Xia Donghai jolted as if targeted by a venomous snake.

The will to survive overwhelmed all dignity; he scrambled forward a few steps, using both hands and feet, tears and snot streaming down his face, kowtowing like a pestle pounding garlic:

“Clan Head Li… Immortal Master Li! Spare me! Please spare me!”

His voice was hoarse, filled with extreme fear and pleading.

“It was I, Xia, who was blind! It was I, Xia, whose heart was clouded by lard! I didn’t know an Immortal Master had arrived, and I offended you greatly! Immortal Master, you are magnanimous, please spare my dog life!”

He lifted a face streaked with tears and dirt, his eyes full of desperate entreaty:

“This Linhai City… this position of City Lord, I, Xia, am willing to offer with both hands! The City Lords Residence treasury, my personal wealth, all belong to the Immortal Master! I only beg the Immortal Master for mercy, let me leave, I, Xia, swear I will never step foot in Linhai City again in this life! No, I will never appear before the Immortal Master again!”

To save his life, he was willing to offer all his power and wealth.

Li Yinglong watched his performance quietly, his gaze indifferent, devoid of joy or sorrow.

Only when Xia Donghai’s incoherent pleading paused did he slowly speak, his voice chillingly calm:

“City Guard Xia, that is incorrect.”

Xia Donghai froze, looking up in confusion.

Li Yinglong’s gaze swept over the messy battlefield and the scattered corpses of the Xuanjia Army, then he said lightly:

“According to what we have seen, it was marauders who ran rampant, launching a massive siege on Linhai City, and City Guard Xia… concerned for the safety of the common people, personally led his soldiers out of the city to meet the enemy, fighting bravely in a bloody battle, but alas, the marauders were cunning and set an ambush, and City Guard Xia unfortunately…”

“Fought to the death for the city, sacrificing himself for the country.”

Xia Donghai’s pupils suddenly constricted, the color instantly drained from his face, turning into the ashen despair of death.

He understood.

Li Yinglong not only wanted his life but also a “reasonable” explanation, and he wanted to take over everything in Linhai City without leaving any future troubles!

“No… you can’t…”

Before the horrified scream could fully escape, a black light flashed!

The overlord spear in Li Yinglong’s hand shot out like a venomous Dragon emerging from its lair, so fast that only an afterimage remained!

“Pfft!”

The spear tip precisely pierced Xia Donghai’s throat, completely silencing his unfinished words.

Xia Donghai’s eyes were wide open, his face frozen in an expression of disbelief, horror, and unwillingness, his body twitched twice, then he slumped to the ground, dead.

Li Yinglong flicked his wrist, shaking off the blood beads from the spear tip, his voice cold:

“Clear the battlefield, leave no one alive.”

“Yes!”

Li Qingshan was the first to respond, a complex glint in his eyes, quickly replaced by determination.

He knew well that this was no time for soft-heartedness.

Being merciful to enemies was being cruel to the Family.

The Li Family disciples roared their assent, drawing their swords, and began mercilessly eliminating the remaining Xuanjia soldiers.

These soldiers, seeing their commander dead and the Immortal Master captured, had long lost all fighting spirit, either kneeling for mercy or fleeing in all directions, but under the efficient encirclement of the Li Family disciples, they were quickly wiped out, their blood staining the bluestone slabs in front of the Li Manor.

The battle was completely over.

The smoke of battle gradually dispersed, and a heavy scent of blood permeated the air.

The Li Manor guards and clansmen began to treat the wounded and collect the bodies of their fallen companions, the atmosphere solemn and tragic.

Only then did the remaining Li Family members, including the still-shaken women, children, and elderly, dare to truly gather around.

They looked at Li Yinglong, who stood proudly in the center, his robes stained with blood but his Aura even more profound and imposing, and then at the group of young men and women who, though weary, had sharp eyes and lingering Evil Qi, their gazes filled with the excitement of surviving a catastrophe, and… a hint of unfamiliar reverence.

Just now, Loose Cultivator’s words, “You are also a Cultivator,” and the subsequent conversation, struck everyone’s hearts like a thunderclap.

So… Clan Chief… he was actually a legendary Cultivator?!

Even these young children seemed to be… “Father! You… you really are…”

Li Qingshan’s voice trembled slightly as he stepped forward, his eyes full of excitement and inquiry.

Li Yinglong looked at his eldest son and nodded slightly:

“This matter will be discussed later. First, deal with the aftermath, appease the clansmen, and stabilize morale.”

“Yes! Father!”

Li Qingshan suppressed the surging waves in his heart and nodded heavily.

He immediately displayed the composure and efficiency of the Family’s actual manager, quickly issuing a series of orders:

“Uncle Zhong, lead people to inventory the losses in the manor treasury, register death benefits, and give a grand burial to the fallen clansmen!”

“Lei Heng, lead people to take over the City Lords Residence, seal off information, and inventory Xia Donghai’s remaining documents and seals!”

“Qinghe, you take a team with my orders to take over the properties and estates of the Xia Family and its cronies. If there is resistance, kill them without mercy!”

“Mr. Zhao, immediately calculate the funds and provisions in the manor treasury, appease the major families in the city, announce Xia Donghai’s martyrdom, stabilize the market, and prevent unrest!”

Each instruction was clear and precise, and everyone acknowledged the orders and quickly began to act.

Only then did the tense atmosphere slightly ease.

The young disciples finally relaxed and were immediately surrounded by their excited families.

“Changyun! My son! Are you hurt?”

Li Changyun’s mother held his hand, scrutinizing him up and down, tears welling in her eyes.

“Mother, I’m fine! The Clan Chief’s skills he taught us are amazing!”

Li Changyun, though tired from the battle, was full of excitement.

“Xiaoyu! You really scared your mother just now! You… your father… boo hoo hoo~”

Li Changyu’s mother, also Li Qingchuan’s wife, seeing her brave son, and then thinking of her treacherous husband, couldn’t help but sob.

Li Changyu, though usually composed, could not hide his excitement at this moment:

“Mother, this matter… let’s discuss it later…”

Others were also surrounded by their parents and relatives, receivingcare and comfort.

The scene was bustling for a while, the relief of surviving a disaster intertwined with the excitement of discovering such a shocking secret about the Family.

Li Yinglong did not stop the noise, but merely watched quietly.

He knew that after this battle, the Family’s cohesion would reach an unprecedented level, and the initial disclosure of cultivation matters would lay the foundation for the Family’s future transformation.

After dealing with urgent matters, Li Qingshan returned to Li Yinglong’s side and whispered:

“Father, those three Cultivators… and second brother… how should they be dealt with?”

Li Yinglong’s gaze swept over the three, including Loose Cultivator, who were bound by special shackles and had their cultivation crippled, and Li Qingchuan, whose face was ashen and who was firmly held down by two guards.

“Imprison them in the Blackwater Dungeon at the deepest part of the dungeon, lock them with runic iron chains, give them only clear water daily to sustain their lives, and guard them strictly. No one is allowed to approach without my command.”

His tone was cold:

“Li Qingchuan… leave him to Changyu to deal with!”

“Yes!”

Li Qingshan’s heart tightened.

After making the arrangements, Li Qingshan turned to the still excited clansmen and said loudly:

“Uncles and brothers! Although our Li Family suffered a great calamity today, relying on the Clan Chief’s Divine Might and the bravery of our disciples, we have swept away evil and seen the light of day!”

“However, everything is in ruins and many matters need to be dealt with immediately. Everyone, please return to your posts, assist in the cleanup, appease your families, and the Clan Chief and disciples have fought hard and also need rest. All matters will be arranged by the Clan Chief once the situation stabilizes!”

Upon hearing this, though still full of curiosity, everyone knew the gravity of the situation, suppressed their excitement, responded respectfully, and gradually dispersed to busy themselves.

The bustling front of the Li Manor gradually returned to order, with only the heavy smell of blood and traces of battle remaining, telling of the fierce struggle that had just occurred.

Li Yinglong stood with his hands behind his back, looking towards the City Lords Residence within the city.

The setting sun’s afterglow illuminated his face, outlining a resolute profile.

The sky of Linhai City, from this day forward, had completely changed.

The Li Family would truly become the Dominator of this city, taking a solid step from a mundane Family to a Cultivator Family.