sinovels Chapter 70 Chaos Erupts
Chapter 70 Chaos Erupts
"What should we do?"
"Such a small market town has attracted no fewer than several groups of people, and even that black-robed steward has come looking for us."
Lu Qingyun hid outside Yunxia Pavilion.
Inside the pavilion, bee slaves kept watch, but Li Fulai still made no move. He was waiting for the spiritual essence to be nurtured. Outside the pavilion, dozens of golden spirit bees were searching around the market.
The market town was packed with people at Dongyang Mountain, where the spiritual marrow ceremony was being held.
The images transmitted by the spirit bee made Lu Qingyun extremely solemn.
At the foot of Dongyang Mountain, several groups of people were setting up formations in secluded places.
Moreover, they were definitely not the original residents of Pingyang Market.
Most cultivators in the early to mid-stages of Qi Refining cannot afford high-quality robes, and their clothes are mostly made from spiritual plants produced by nearby spiritual veins.
The fabrics of their clothes were not from the maple trees around Pingyang Market, but came from all over the country, and included all sorts of materials.
"Regardless of the outcome of the Spirit Essence Ritual, Pingyang Market will likely be thrown into chaos."
"The black-robed deacon went to the Spirit Field specifically to find me. His magic sword was not concealed and was already drawn before he arrived at the Spirit Field. It was definitely not for good intentions."
"I originally planned to leave after killing Li Fulai, and I was right."
Lu Qingyun took a deep breath and continued to conceal himself.
At this moment, everyone is waiting for the moment when the spiritual essence will be conceived.
The summit of Dongyang Mountain, the pinnacle of Pingyang's spiritual veins.
The spring began to bubble and spout, its abundant spiritual energy constantly spreading outwards.
The fairies of Spring Oriole Pavilion finished performing their last dance.
The lead fairy, Spring Flower, gave a light bow to Zheng Zhizhuo and Bai Tianxiong: "My lords, the dance is now over, and I will take my leave with my sisters."
"Fairy, why not stay a little longer? The ceremony has only just begun; there's no need to rush."
The second branch of the Bai family, in the late stage of Qi Refining, had his eyes roaming greedily over Fairy Chunhua.
If the black-robed steward could also convict the fairies of Spring Oriole Pavilion of treason, wouldn't he be able to enjoy a few moments of blissful bliss?
In the past, each of these fairies would cost hundreds of spirit stones, which even he couldn't afford.
If we can really keep them.
Even if the black-robed deacon plays first, there's nothing wrong with that.
"Alright, let Fairy Chunhua leave. I am already extremely grateful that the fairy came to perform."
Bai Tianxiong waved his hand, glancing at the alluring face of Fairy Chunhua.
Although the younger man was consumed by lust, he still maintained his rationality.
The Spring Oriole Pavilion is backed by a Foundation Establishment True Person, someone even the Bai family cannot afford to offend.
"Then I wish you all a successful ceremony."
Spring Flower Fairy thanked them, her gaze sweeping meaningfully across everyone's faces, her demeanor elegant and polite, neither humble nor arrogant.
Zheng Zhizhuo's eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything.
Spring Oriole Pavilion has always been neutral, and they don't care whether it's the righteous path or the demonic path.
For Chunying Pavilion, both righteous and demonic paths are business, so letting them leave is not a problem.
Spring Flower Fairy and her entourage descended Dongyang Mountain.
Seeing that they were preparing to leave the market in their flying shuttle, Qingyang Daoist's men asked, "Sir, a group of women is leaving the market. Should we stop them?"
"Let them pass."
Master Wu raised an eyebrow, and after taking a closer look at the women of Chunying Pavilion, he waved his hand.
"These people are from the Spring Oriole Pavilion, a Foundation Establishment faction. We don't need to offend Foundation Establishment cultivators just to take them. Apart from them, don't let any other cultivators on the mountain out."
"They have all betrayed the righteous path. Today, Lord Qingyang will slay them here and uphold the might of our righteous path!"
All the cultivators in Qingyang Market were eager to fight. They didn't care about the righteous or the demonic paths, but looting Pingyang Market was exactly what they wanted.
……
The top of Dongyang Mountain.
The spring finally stopped gurgling and became calm.
At that moment, the Zheng and Bai families on the mountain all tensed. They knew that the spiritual essence was about to be formed!
The tranquility at this moment is a sign that the spiritual essence is being nurtured.
"My precious Lingyuan, wait for me, I'm coming!"
Li Fulai, who was down the mountain, was even faster. His eyes lit up, and he leaped onto the back of the earth dragon beast. The earth dragon beast roared and burrowed into the large hole that had been dug in advance.
"My dear martial uncle, wait for me, I'm coming!"
Upon receiving the message from the bee slave outside the pavilion, Lu Qingyun no longer concealed himself and leaped into the Cloud Pavilion, carefully avoiding all the formations set up by Li Fulai.
Over the course of more than a decade, he had thoroughly figured out everything Li Fulai had arranged.
He even knew more about the situation inside Yunxia Pavilion than Li Fulai, who only threw out the trash and cleaned up once every six months.
……
The top of Dongyang Mountain.
"Brother Zheng, speaking of which, we haven't discussed how to distribute the spiritual essence this time."
Bai Tianxiong suddenly smiled and looked at Zheng Zhizhuo, but his hands were secretly forming a magic seal.
He had just received a telepathic message from the black-robed deacon and was immediately preparing to take action.
"Bai Tianxiong, logically speaking, this spiritual essence should belong to your Bai family. What? You're actually willing to share it with our Zheng family?"
Zheng Zhizhu snorted coldly, seemingly feigning compliance, but in reality, his divine sense had already touched the magic sword in the storage bag.
Lord Mu has finally given him news; it's time to send Old Ghost Bai to his grave.
However, just as the two were about to make their move.
"Distribution? I think we should forget about distribution. Today, this place is your death day!"
A haughty and arrogant voice rang out.
Master Wu wielded a high-grade magic weapon, a whip, and swiftly lashed out at the two men. Standing behind him was none other than the Qingyang Daoist, who had been waiting for a long time.
Snapped!
As Master Wu lashed out with his whip, Zheng Zhizhuo and Bai Tianxiong unleashed their full power.
"Old White Ghost, today is your death day!"
Zheng Zhizhuo's face turned fierce. He assumed that Bai Tianxiong was colluding with Qingyang, so he immediately activated his supernatural powers and attacked Bai Tianxiong.
"Well, Zheng Zhizhuo, you really did collude with the demonic sect along with Qingyang. The upper sect will definitely not let you off the hook."
Bai Tianxiong's eyes turned cold, and he quickly transmitted his voice to the Bai family members. At the same time, his overwhelming magical power burst forth from his palm.
【Crimson Lotus】!
【Frosty Swift Edge】!
As expected of rivals who have been fighting for decades, the timing of their attacks was almost identical.
Master Wu still didn't understand what had happened.
The two supernatural powers, one green and one red, immediately intertwined, and the magical power in the void was rapidly absorbed by the two orbs of light and continuously merged.
The cultivators at the mid-to-late stage of Qi Refining dared not approach, all keeping their distance and seeking out their opponents.
A tremendous roar followed!
The other cultivators from the Zheng and Bai families were also arguing amongst themselves.
Qingyang's usually composed face showed surprise. He narrowed his eyes, not expecting that the Zheng and Bai families would start fighting on their own.
However, before he could stop what he was doing, he called back Master Wu to sit back and watch the fight.
Suddenly, a fierce wind, as if from the depths of the underworld, blew out from the foot of Dongyang Mountain, stirring up layers of yin energy and attacking Qingyang Daoist.
"Oh no, there's an ambush!"
Qingyang Daoist's expression changed drastically.
In just a moment, he detected two arrays rising on Dongyang Mountain. He never expected that his prepared attack would fall into someone else's ambush!
Could it be that the Bai and Zheng families are just putting on an act, deliberately luring him out?
Qingyang Daoist's face turned pale and green.
"Demon, I will slay you today and uphold justice!"
Then, a figure in a black crown and black robe appeared from afar, holding a blue-patterned magic sword in his hand, which surged with powerful magical energy and slashed towards him.
Who else could this person be but Sun Yang, the black-robed deacon?
He naturally couldn't let Qingyang Daoist kill Zheng Zhizhuo. If he did, even if he possessed several supernatural powers and magical artifacts, he would still have to worry about being attacked and killed by Bai Tianxiong and Qingyang Daoist together.
The sword light slashed towards Qingyang Daoist. Mu Shan, who was hiding to the side, had icy eyes. He immediately gave orders to the Qingchi Demon Sect members.
"Attack! Kill everyone except the Zheng family!"
He hadn't expected that Sun Yang had also set up an array, which covered him up and even posed a subtle threat to him.
At this moment, Mu Shan couldn't tell whether Qingyang Daoist or the black-robed steward were working for whom.
However, killing them all is the right thing to do.
The next moment, the members of the Qingchi Demonic Sect immediately activated the [Nine Imperial Demon Burning Formation], igniting a raging fire on Dongyang Mountain.
Mu Shan's goal is very clear.
next moment.
The dark and sharp magic sword was drawn and aimed at Sun Yang, the black-robed deacon behind him who was standing still. A divine sword aura instantly slashed towards the opponent!
The black-robed deacon felt a chill run down his spine, and he looked bewildered.
They never expected that, besides the Zheng family of Qingyang, they could actually call in reinforcements.
Then, a voice rang out.
"Sun Yang, do you still remember me, Mu from the Weapon Refining Peak? Today, it's your turn to pay your debt!"
The black-robed deacon's heart sank. This time, he didn't need to label these people as demons; the demonic path had truly arrived!