Cangling Immortal Clan

Chapter 29 Liu retreats

The cultivation of these elders has reached the state of great perfection in Qi training, and some may even have the possibility of breaking through to the foundation-building stage. Moreover, they are basically the direct descendants of foundation-building cultivators.

In the Qinghe Sea with a radius of 8,000 miles, each of the nine elders is a powerful figure, capable of deciding the fate of most of the Qi-cultivating immortals.

Of course, the Qinghe Immortal Sect needs a stable tax environment. It will not encourage the Qi-training immortals under its command to fight each other, nor will it attack the Qi-training forces under its command without any reason.

Therefore, when the Lin family wanted to take over the seven islands of Star Lake, the five elders of Qinghe Immortal Sect simply acquiesced to their doing so and did not directly interfere.

"It seems that Lin has already made many preparations."

Ye Linyuan whispered in his heart, knowing that today's situation was ultimately heading towards the worst direction.

As expected, the six major families looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding.

They knew in their hearts that it was impossible to sell the spiritual eyes at a low price, but there was no way out if they became affiliated with the Lin family.

Rather than becoming a wandering cultivator like a lost dog, it is better to fight with the Lin family today.

Thinking of this, Qian Bo Ran said coldly: "Do you really think you can defeat us today?"

"You must know that with the six major families joining forces and Senior Liu helping us, the outcome today will be nothing more than a fight to the death."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shengwu sneered, drew out the flying sword from his waist and said, "Do you want to test whether my sword is sharp?"

"My sword is not bad either!"

Old Man Ye drew out his sword, making a resounding and resolute sound, which even made Lin Shengwu's expression change slightly.

But in Old Man Ye's hand was a red-gold flying sword, which was surrounded by red-gold sword energy. It was obviously a rare and sharp sword.

Ye Linyuan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he remembered the origin of this sword.

This sword is named Chixu, and is made of the rare treasure 'Hundred Refined Red Iron'. It is the top-grade flying sword of the old man Chixu who had achieved perfection in Qi training in the past.

Old Man Ye was fortunate enough to obtain it when he was young, and he has always treated it as a treasure and rarely showed it to others.

At this time, Old Man Ye took out the Chixu flying sword, his eyes full of murderous intent, and he was completely prepared for a desperate fight.

He knew very well that there was a hidden spiritual eye and several acres of spiritual rice in the valley of Yejia Island. Once these were lost, not only would the Ye family become a lost dog, but Ye Linyuan would also probably miss the most precious opportunity to practice.

By that time, the Ye family would be devastated and would not have any chance of recovery for at least thirty years.

"Good job, Ye Tianke."

Looking at the Chixu flying sword in Old Man Ye's hand, the Lin family's ancestor showed a trace of fear.

The flying sword made of rare treasures is extremely rare. Even with the Lin family's profound heritage, there is only one. This is the Lin family's treasure.

The Lin family's ancestor was quite greedy for him, but was also extremely wary of him.

Because this sword is extremely powerful and sharp, even a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining may be killed by it.

After all, he only has one life, and the Lin family's ancestor is quite afraid of him.

At this moment, the Lin family ancestor showed a trace of fear, but quickly retracted his gaze.

He looked at the ancestor of the Liu family, and then smiled and said, "Brother Liu, you are already over 130 years old. I'm afraid you don't have much time left to live, right?"

The expression of the Liu family's ancestor changed slightly, and a hint of coldness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Before he could speak, the Lin clan ancestor smiled and said, "When you and I fight, I just need to be careful and not fight you head-on. At most, I will lose some energy."

"But I'm afraid you will lose several years of your life, and you will have to die early regardless of your victory or defeat."

When the Liu clan ancestor heard this, his expression changed again and again, revealing a hint of lividity. But the Lin clan ancestor smiled, then waved his sleeves and said, "Even if I am defeated and die, the clan still has Shengwu to support it, so it won't decline from now on."

"But once fellow Taoist passes away, will the Liu family still be able to defend Diyan Island without a great Qi training master?"

When Elder Liu heard this, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

Every word that Patriarch Lin said was heart-breaking. He came here as a peacemaker and there was no need for him to risk his life for the six major families.

Understanding this, Patriarch Liu immediately stepped aside, and then bowed to the people from the six major families and said, "I am old and weak now, and I dare not fight with all my strength easily."

"I will no longer interfere in today's matter, but I ask you all to try your best to maintain peace."

"A coward who is afraid of death."

Seeing that Patriarch Liu no longer intervened, the cultivators from the six major families were so angry that they cursed in their hearts, but they did not dare to say anything out loud.

At this moment, they all showed a trace of shock and anger, and looked at the Lin family members in front of them.

But I saw that Old Ancestor Lin standing facing the wind, his clothes dancing wildly in the wind, and his slender figure had an indescribable sense of oppression.

He just stood there, his powerful true energy sweeping in all directions like a hurricane, overwhelming many of the early stage Qi training cultivators present and making them breathless.

"Perfected the seventh level of Qi training."

Ye Linyuan whispered in his heart, feeling a little pressure.

He touched the magic sword and talisman in his sleeve, secretly pinched the shortcut magic Gengjin needle, and estimated the chances of successful sneak attack.

"Everyone, I will give you one last chance."

Elder Lin spoke slowly, scanning everyone with a sharp gaze, and finally said, "Either become a member of my Ye family, or take the spirit stones and leave the Seven Islands of Xinghu."

Upon hearing this, the cultivators from the six major families were immediately shocked.

Many cultivators in the early stages of Qi training were unsure, some were frightened to the point of sweating profusely, and some even had the idea of ​​giving up.

Even Old Man Ye, Qian Boren and Zhang Daoyang, the three backbones, had cold sweat on their backs.

They all knew that once they went to war with the Lin family, their chances of winning would be no more than 20% to 30%, and even if they won, it would be a pyrrhic victory.

Lin's chances of winning were more than 70%, but he chose to use his power to suppress others in order to avoid excessive losses.

But they couldn't retreat, because if they did, the whole family would become a lost cause.

Without mastering the hundreds of arts of cultivation, wandering cultivators can only take risks in search of resources, and the probability of premature death is several times that of family cultivators. Even if they do not die halfway, it will be extremely difficult to make further progress in the future.

Once they lose their family temple, unless they have extremely high talent in all arts of cultivation, it will be unlikely for them to make further progress in the future.

Caught in such a dilemma, both sides fell into anxiety, and it seemed that the most intense life-and-death battle was about to break out at any time.

"Wow—"

Until a moment later, a burst of chirping sounds suddenly came from the sky.

In an instant, the murderous intent of both sides relaxed, and they immediately looked up at the sky.

But in the boundless sea of ​​clouds, a giant white bird with a wingspan of more than six feet flapped its wings, pierced through the sky, and slowly flew towards the Red Star Island.

"A spiritual bird at the sixth level of Qi Refining—Albatross!"

(End of this chapter)