Family Management Game In Immortal Continent

Chapter 1255: Chapter 1249: The Jade Mist Valley

Jade Mist Valley.

“Ancestral Master, Li Tianming of the Li Clan… has killed our sect’s Grand Elder!!!”

The spiritual power of talismans from within Grandhaven City blew over like a fierce wind, tousling the grizzled hair of Valley Master Linghu Tiangong.

The old Valley Master had been kneeling for a long time outside a small valley.

Along a narrow path outside the valley, an old man could be seen sitting inside.

A diamond-shaped crystal floated in front of the old man, who was sitting cross-legged in cultivation.

However, despite Linghu Tiangong’s loud cry, he received not the slightest response.

The old man in the valley merely gazed intently at the diamond crystal.

Within this valley, there was a Dao rhythm of absolute supremacy and egocentrism—as if beneath this Dao rhythm, all other things were merely ephemeral illusions.

Seeing his Ancestral Master without the slightest ripple of emotion, Linghu Tiangong couldn’t help but feel a profound sorrow in his heart.

He cried out, “Ancestral Master, the Grand Elder is dead. Are you truly going to do nothing?

It was you who allowed the Peerless Hall to wreak havoc in our Jade Mist Valley. You told us that one day, beneath the Blood Moon, we could all become immortals.”

“But this disciple hasn’t seen where the path to immortality lies. This disciple only sees that the valley is full of outsiders, and the roads are littered with corpses.

Ancestral Master, we cannot become immortals! Everyone is playing us for fools.

We cannot outplay the Western Frontier, we cannot outplay the Peerless Hall, we cannot outplay that Immortal of the Martial Academy, and we cannot outplay the Li Clan.”

“Ancestral Master, you are leading us down a path to our doom. Turn back!!!”

The dignified Jade Mist Valley possessed a legacy spanning tens of thousands of years.

Ever since the Blood Moon began, the glory of Jade Mist Valley that Linghu Tiangong had known changed overnight.

The Ancestral Master cultivated the ‘self-centeredness’ Dao of absolute supremacy.

In the past, the Ancestral Master that Linghu Tiangong saw was mighty and domineering; now, the only things he saw were selfishness and ignorance.

One day, the people of the Peerless Hall arrived. For nearly a century since that day, the Ancestral Master cared about nothing else.

He spent his days facing an ‘Immortal Seed’ in cultivation, wanting to become a half-immortal.

And from that day on, Jade Mist Valley became ‘Peerless’ Valley, with more than half of its disciples belonging to the Peerless Hall.

Their entire Jade Mist Valley was supposed to drag all the people of Grandhaven Prefecture along in awaiting the descent of the Blood Moon.

The cultivators of the Sage Master Martial Academy slaughtering commoners outside weren’t without traces either.

The Ancestral Master turned a blind eye and a deaf ear; it seemed his heart had already become an immortal’s, viewing the common people and his own disciples as mere ants.

“Ancestral Master, turn back! Let us go to the Li Clan. We cannot become immortals, we cannot!”

Linghu Tiangong roared, but suddenly, his eyes went blank.

The Ancestral Master, Linghu Xian, had instantly arrived right in front of him.

It seemed his words contained something highly inappropriate, causing Linghu Xian’s face to turn completely dark.

This old man, covered in wrinkles, hoisted Linghu Tiangong up by his collar, laughing madly,

“You say I cannot become an immortal? Hahaha, I am inherently an immortal! Mortals mimic immortals; it is engraved in our bloodlines. I am merely experiencing atavism!”

“Go, go and kill them all! Use their blood to welcome my ascension to immortality!”

Linghu Tiangong retreated in sheer terror, kicking his legs frantically to back away.

As his Ancestral Master drew closer and closer, he cried out in alarm, “No, Ancestral Master, you cannot do this to me!”

A Dao Seed!

The Ancestral Master held a Dao Seed in his hand, walking forward with a hideous sneer.

The coercive pressure of the Body Integration realm grew increasingly oppressive, making Linghu Tiangong feel as if he were trapped in a quagmire.

Linghu Tiangong could only watch with a pale face as his Ancestral Master drew nearer, pinched his mouth open, and shoved the Dao Seed inside.

“Mmph, mmph, mmph!!!”

“You have no choice. In Grandhaven Prefecture, I am supreme. I am a half-immortal.

Even when the Blood Moon arrives, I will still become an immortal. I will become the new Blood Moon, and I will be the sole sovereign of the world!

Child, sooner or later, you will respectfully welcome my ascension to the heavens, and you will rejoice for what happened today.”

“I ate it… I ate it… Ancestral Master, do you have any humanity left…”

On a tree in the distance sat an old man in white robes, quietly watching all of this unfold.

The Fox Saint shook his head, making no move to stop it.

Not long after, a Peerless Hall commander approached and reported to the Fox Saint,

“The five Masters and their disciples have stepped out of the Martial Academy. Each of them holds a book in their hands, and their tracks can no longer be found.

Subsequently, the Martial Academy issued an order: all inheritors of the Martial Academy in Grandhaven Prefecture are to cleanse Grandhaven Prefecture; everyone outside the Martial Academy is to be killed.”

“The Azure Cloud Li Clan presses closer with every step…”

As this voice rang out, Li Chuyuan came running in a hurry.

As soon as he reached the Fox Saint, he fell to his knees, tears and snot streaming down his face.

The nearby Peerless Hall commander frowned. Seeing the Fox Saint wave his hand, he retreated, only hearing the order:

“Grandhaven Prefecture is the territory of our Peerless Hall. All intruders are to be killed.”

Li Chuyuan immediately wailed loudly,

“Lord Envoy Commander, you have old ties with my Li Clan. I don’t want to die! I don’t want to become a monster beneath the Blood Moon! Please save me, save me!”

“…”

The Fox Saint stared wordlessly at this worthless thing. He had been to the Li Clan; his disciple Xu Cuihua was in the Li Clan.

Back when the Li Clan was nearly exterminated, not a single Li Clan descendant had knelt and begged for mercy.

Yet when it came to Li Chuyuan… he truly didn’t know if something had gone fundamentally wrong with this child.

Amidst Li Chuyuan’s wailing, he looked toward the direction of the Blood Moon, his gaze gradually turning icy. “A thing that is already dead still wishes to enslave the world.”

The Demon Race possessed incredibly long lifespans.

The Fox Saint’s thoughts drifted, suddenly flashing back to when he was still a little fox.

Foxes, one after another, bowed deeply toward a shrine, receiving orders from an immortal.

An immortal decree issued from that shrine: “The day of sacrifice has arrived. Offer up your tributes.”

Subsequently, the foxes charged out of the valley, engaging in fierce battles with demonic beasts, humans, and the Wu Tribe.

He, too, had been one of the foxes dragging his heavily scarred and battered body, bringing back blood-food alongside the other fox demons.

Later, of all those foxes, only he remained.

The shrine was shattered, and on the ground lay corpses exuding a sacred aura.

The little fox’s eyes were bloodshot as he gnawed on the flesh and blood of the corpses. Bite by bite, it produced a tearing sound that made one’s scalp tingle.

From then on, the Fox Tribe gained a Fox Saint who guarded their territory for hundreds of thousands of years, surviving through ancient eras.

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