Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 210 Russell, Moral Benchmark, Exemplar of Spiritual Practice
The intense heat caused the temperature of the entire Liubo Mountain to rise several levels, and the dazzling light illuminated a large area of ​​the sky. Sweat soaked through the clothes of these cultivators.

The coldness, reflected in their pupils as a mushroom cloud, only served to highlight the chill in their hearts. Countless people trembled with fear and their mouths went dry.

"Brother!"

Just as the cold and heat clashed, a cry of surprise broke the deathly silence.

It was Yan Hong from Fenxiang Valley who was the first to come to her senses, screaming as she rushed toward the center of the explosion.

Then, everyone saw Russell extend his hand again.

Tian Buyi and his wife, along with Master Shuiyue, opened their mouths as if to say that Fenxiang Valley's crimes did not warrant such a drastic extermination.

Daoist Cangsong looked around, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He thought to himself that he couldn't let these people who knew the truth get away and ruin this kid's reputation. He would just say that it was the Ghost King Sect's Ten Thousand Poisons Sect that did it.

The monks of Tianyin Temple closed their eyes, clasped their hands together, and were ready to chant sutras for the deceased at any time.

The disciples of Burning Incense Valley were terrified, wishing they had more legs so they could run faster. Fortunately, there was another solution. Some disciples had their eyes on their fellow disciples. They couldn't grow more legs now, but they could make others lose two legs and buy themselves some time.

The other rogue cultivators were even more silent, thinking that they hadn't expected to see such a rare scene on this trip. On the other hand, they were also silently planning in their hearts. With a genius like Luo Su in the Qingyun Sect, they probably wouldn't be content with the status quo. It was possible that Fenxiang Valley was just a warning to others. Was it too late to kneel down and pay homage to them now?

"Why do you all have that expression?" Russell looked at everyone with an innocent expression. After a strong gust of wind, three figures were drawn over from a distance by Russell. Upon closer inspection, they were Shangguan Ce, Li Xun, and Yan Hong.

Among them, apart from Yan Hong who was whole and intact, Shangguan Ce and Li Xun were in bad condition. Well, they could be described as charred on the outside and tender on the inside, but at least they were still alive and breathing.

But this did not bring them any relief; instead, it made them even more alarmed.

Given the sheer force of the attack, no one would have thought that Shangguan Ce and Li Xun could survive the "Sun Descent," yet they did. This was clearly not due to their own abilities, but rather because Russell had held back.

Russell's ability to control the power of his magic so precisely, and to save the two from Burning Incense Valley even after flattening a large area of ​​mountains, demonstrates the depth of his cultivation and the height of his realm. He may have already reached the legendary third step, or perhaps he has already become an immortal!
"Hey, hey, hey, you guys don't think I killed them, do you?" Russell scanned the surroundings, and the heroes all lowered their heads, avoiding his gaze: "I'm not a bloodthirsty person..."

Before Russell could finish speaking, a rogue cultivator in the crowd knelt down and shouted, "It was all the fault of the uncle and nephew from Burning Incense Valley. Master Luo is kind-hearted and generous, and he only punished them a little to teach them a lesson. He is truly a role model for us all!"

"Master Luo is truly kind and benevolent. Despite being so humiliated, he repays evil with kindness."

"Yes, yes!"

After a brief silence, a burst of noise erupted. Words like "upright and honest," "noble and virtuous," "humble and open-minded," and "pure and immaculate" flew around. It can only be said that cultivators are indeed cultivators; their literary talent and writing skills are in no way inferior to those of scholars!
The atmosphere became cheerful and harmonious again.

Russell himself was somewhat flattered by the praise, but fortunately, he was steadfast and adept at self-doubt and self-criticism, and would not be deceived by sweet talk. He asked himself, am I really that kind of person? Was I too impulsive just now? It was nothing serious.

He looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him with kind and sincere eyes, which gave him great confidence.

He then looked at the area where the disciples of Burning Incense Valley were located; it was this group who had just boasted the most and shouted the loudest.

Oh, so that's really who I am.

It turns out that Fenxiang Valley really did do something wrong.

I'm so kind!
……

Soon, with the disciples of Burning Incense Valley acting voluntarily and without any complaints, and under the earnest persuasion of a group of rogue cultivators, Russell reluctantly accepted their compensation.

He publicly announced that he was very satisfied with Fenxiang Valley's attitude, and that the matter was over. No one was allowed to mention it again, and he would definitely visit Fenxiang Valley in the future to experience its excellent sect atmosphere.

It's worth it!

They really chased us to our home and killed us!
For a moment, the disciples of Burning Incense Valley forced smiles that looked more like grimaces to express their warm welcome, while inwardly they were already thinking about what excuse they should use to leave the sect. They couldn't stay in Burning Incense Valley any longer!
"Let's go."

After a while, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Russell bid farewell to Tian Buyi, Shuiyue Zhenren, and others, then turned around and led the three little ones back to his own tent.

Chu Yuhong was a bit older and had already established his worldview and values, but Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi were still teenagers. They didn't understand these things. They only saw Russell's dominance over the various factions and his willingness to back down even when wronged.

A true moral exemplar and a model of spiritual practice!

Since they came back, their eyes have been practically shining when they look at Russell!
What? You're saying Russell wasn't wronged, and that it was Burning Incense Valley that was wronged? That's impossible. Didn't you see what the other fellow practitioners were saying just now?
What? You're saying they were coerced or threatened by Russell's force? That's even more impossible. My uncle is a man of integrity and upright character. Didn't you see how he repeatedly refused the compensation that Fenxiang Valley offered?
What? You still have questions? You're a spy for the Demonic Cult, aren't you? How dare you slander my martial uncle like this! Take this!

"Master Luo displayed his divine power before all the heroes of the world, which truly impressed me."

As soon as they entered the tent, Biyao skipped and hopped to greet them, just like Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi. The little girl had seen half a lifetime of conspiracies and intrigues, but she had never seen anyone so openly and honestly using force to suppress others, which made her already impure thoughts even more stirred.

"Huh? Why haven't you left yet?" Russell asked curiously.

Biyao's smile froze, and she said angrily, "Why are you leaving? If you leave, how will you watch such a good show!"

"The righteous sects just gathered outside. Aren't you afraid they'll come in and find you?"

"What's there to be afraid of? They don't know me. Even if they find out, I'll just say I'm your apprentice," Biyao said with a grin.

Then she received a glare from Lu Xueqi.

"Uncle-Master, may I ask who this gentleman is?" Chu Yuhong asked.

"Biyao, the young sect leader of the Ghost King Sect, greets Young Hero Chu." Biyao smiled and gave a graceful curtsy.

Chu Yuhong's smile froze instantly. After exchanging glances with Russell to confirm the answer, he decisively cleared his mind, turned around expressionlessly, and went outside the tent to get some fresh air.

"Master Luo, your nephew is quite amusing." Biyao teased, watching Chu Yuhong's retreating figure.

"Biyao." Youji stepped forward and gently patted Biyao's head: "Don't cause trouble for Master Luo."

“He’s not afraid!” Biyao pouted, then forced a smile and looked at Luo Su: “Master Luo, do you still remember our bet?”

"A bet?" Lu Xueqi moved gracefully, firmly standing between Biyao and Luo Su, her back to Biyao and facing Luo Su: "Uncle-Master, what trick is this vixen up to now?"

"Hey! Fairy Lu, this bet was proposed by your martial uncle, and he owes me something now! Believe me or not, I'll get him to expel you from the sect!" Biyao said smugly, hands on her hips.

"You dare!" Lu Xueqi turned around, her eyes wide with anger, and then, as if she had thought of something, she crossed her arms and sneered, "You're not worthy. Let's see if my master will expel me from the sect or kick you out."

"Want me to give it a try?"

"Just try it!"

Biyao and Lu Xueqi started arguing back and forth. Seeing that things were not going well, Zhang Xiaofan made a quick escape and left the tent to chat with Chu Yuhong. Russell also avoided the fight to avoid getting involved, and Youji also quietly disappeared.

The two women argued for a while, but when they realized they were the only two left in the tent, they immediately stopped arguing.

"It's all your fault for insisting on arguing! Now look what happened! Everyone's gone!" Biyao grumbled. Lu Xueqi was also angry and immediately retorted, "If you hadn't provoked me, I wouldn't have said a word to you!"

"So it's still my fault?"

Round two, let's begin!
"That girl Biyao is too impulsive and has caused you trouble."

On the hillside, the night was hazy, and damp mist, carrying the salty sea breeze, drifted among the exposed rocks. The gentle waves lapped against the shore, making soft, rustling sounds.

Russell turned around and saw Yu Ji, who was wearing a veil, slowly approaching and standing behind him.

“Just like she said, I’m not afraid.” Russell waved his hand dismissively, then continued, “If I’m not mistaken, you’re here for the Kui Niu.”

"You know about the Kui Niu?" You Ji asked in surprise.

The Ghost King Sect knew about the Kui Niu entirely because Mr. Ghost had spent decades surveying day and night, which confirmed that Liubo Mountain was the location of the Kui Niu. Why would Russell know so much about it?

“That’s not important,” Russell said. “What is important is that I’ve taken a liking to the Kui Niu, and you can send ten thousand men back home now.”

"I will certainly convey this to the sect leader." Youji nodded in agreement, but what she was thinking about was how to persuade the Ghost King to lead the Ghost King Sect into hiding.

With Russell emerging as a figure of such renown, the Holy Church is unlikely to rise again until his death.

The Demonic Sect knows better than anyone that in the face of true strength, all schemes and tricks are nothing but fleeting illusions.

Russell is precisely the one who possesses absolute power today.

Within the Holy Church, excluding the old monsters in the Savage Temple, Yu Yangzi's strength was enough to rank among the top five, yet he didn't even last a single move against Russell, something that even those old guys in the temple couldn't do.

Adding to the "Heaven and Earth Live Together" move he just used, Youji felt that even the Qingyun Sect's Zhuxian Sword Formation was nothing special.

In other words, if Russell wanted to, he could single-handedly wipe out all the sects of the world.

Moreover, based on her understanding of him, worldly views and such are merely a matter of whether he is willing to abide by them, and cannot become shackles that restrict him.

"Speaking of which, I'm quite curious, is the Mysterious Fire Mirror of Burning Incense Valley really in your hands?" Youji looked at Luo Su, her deep eyes revealing curiosity.

Based on her understanding of Shangguan Ce and Li Xun, she would not dare to test them rashly unless she had concrete evidence.

Russell didn't say anything, but simply reached into his storage bag and a simple, ancient-looking disc appeared in his hand, which he then tossed to You Ji.

"Truly a rare treasure." Feeling the scorching heat emanating from the cool disc, You Ji exclaimed repeatedly, then subconsciously asked, "Are you really that careless? Aren't you afraid I'll steal it and run away?"

As soon as she said this, Youji saw Russell looking at her like she was an idiot, and she immediately realized what he meant and chuckled.

I'm getting old, to ask such a stupid question.

"It's just a slap." Nevertheless, Russell still answered Youji's question.

"..." When the topic of slapping came up, Youji couldn't help but recall that night at Shanhaiyuan. Her face twitched unnaturally, and her hand unconsciously went to her buttocks.

"Uncle-Master!" / "Aunt You!"

It was at this moment that a commotion came from the end of the mountain path, and Zhang Xiaofan, Lu Xueqi, Biyao, and Chu Yuhong came looking for them.

"What are you whispering about here?" Biyao asked.

"Isn't it because I saw you guys were having such a fierce battle that I was afraid it would affect your performance, so I came out to hide for a bit?" Russell teased.

"..." Lu Xueqi blushed and lowered her head, thinking that she had to think of a way to salvage her image in her junior uncle's heart.

"The sun is out," Zhang Xiaofan said.

As everyone looked up, a golden line slowly appeared on the eastern horizon, gradually spreading outwards.

At the horizon, the blurry boundary between the sea and the sky gradually becomes clear.

Immediately afterwards, the clouds began to burn, and the sunlight, like golden arrows, pierced through the leaden dome, casting beams of light onto the sea.

"The Dali Garden effect." Bertrand Russell chuckled, opening his arms to embrace the sun.

Although everyone was curious about what Russell meant by the "Dali Garden effect," they all tacitly remained silent and quietly watched the beautiful sunrise.

After sunrise, Youji left with Biyao.

Russell and the three little ones began another day of their routine patrol.

Three days later, Cangsong summoned all the righteous cultivators to the main camp for a meeting.

“These days, the thunder in the east has become increasingly deafening, yet large numbers of people from the Ghost King Sect, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and other factions within the Demonic Cult have withdrawn. I wonder why,” said Daoist Cangsong, sitting in the main seat.

"Perhaps it was because the Demonic Sect learned of the great power displayed by Master Russell that day that they feared his cultivation level and dared not stay on the mountain to compete for the immortal treasures," Fa Shan of Tianyin Temple speculated.

“That is indeed possible.” Tian Buyi nodded in agreement. He still felt terrified when he thought of that blazing sun that day. Thinking back to how he had foolishly challenged him on Dazhu Peak was still frightening.

"No matter what the Demonic Sect does, we cannot let the celestial treasure fall into their hands," Cangsong Daoist said coldly.

"What are you planning to do, Master?" Fashan asked immediately.

Daoist Cangsong smiled coldly, spread out a map, pointed to the distribution of forces around him, and said, "With the Ghost King Sect and the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect gone, the strength of the Demonic Sect has been greatly reduced. Even without the Incense Valley, we are outnumbered. Before the immortal treasure appears, we might as well strike first."

The people from Fenxiang Valley left Liubo Mountain three days ago and returned to the Southern Frontier.

"What do you think, Junior Brother Luo?" Master Shuiyue asked Luo Su.

Everyone's gaze turned to Russell.

At this point, Russell's attitude is the decisive factor in whether things can proceed.

“That works.” Russell nodded. “Let Yuhong, Xiaofan, and Xueqi lead the team. They’re a bunch of rabble; the younger generation is more than enough for them.”

"There's no time to lose, let's make our move tonight." Daoist Cangsong naturally had no objections; his disciples Qi Hao and Lin Jingyu also needed a chance to shine.

(End of this chapter)