Cultivating Immortality: Starting from Ferrying Passengers

Chapter 80: Baishan Background
As the Ning family's army slowly arrived, there was a faint commotion on the Chu family's side. With so many ferocious monsters rushing towards them, the oppressive force was too strong.

Fortunately, the Chu family was able to suppress the rebellion. Moreover, the Chu family's main military formation was as stable as a reef and was not affected by the outside world at all.

The hundreds of Chu family cultivators were like the stabilizing force of the sea. Each cultivator held a command flag in his hand, with a solemn expression and no fear at all.

There were also thirty monks holding magic swords, staring at everyone coldly. These people were the Chu family's law enforcement team. Anyone who dared to be afraid of fighting would be beheaded by their swords on the spot.

Fang Jingxuan's position was on the right side of the army formation, not very noticeable. As a member of the C-type battalion, he couldn't get to the middle position of the army formation.

There was an army formation formed by the Chu family's Qi-refining clan vassals, and a peripheral cultivator like him could only be placed on the very edge.

But it’s better this way. If a fight really breaks out, I won’t have to bear the strongest attack.

At this time, Fang Jingxuan observed the expressions of the other cultivators. Cao Wujiu was eager to try, Sima Shang had a worried look on his face, Han Feiyu was as cold as before, and Lu Yue and Lu Kui were a little nervous.

Everyone is really different. Fang Jingxuan smiled silently. Only then did he realize that he was not that afraid.

Could it be that [Spur of the Mood] wasn't triggered?

At this time, after the Ning family reinforcements arrived, the Lin family cultivator in Xianlin'ao dared to open the mountain protection formation, came out from inside, and came to the side of the Ning family foundation-building cultivator.

"Ning Zhongping, are you going to publicly shield and protect this scum of the Lin family?"

Chu Shenfeng's voice, spread by the powerful spiritual power, spread throughout the five-mile radius, allowing all the cultivators present, including those watching the battle from afar, and cultivators from other forces of Danding Sect, and even those from more distant forces, to hear it clearly.

Ning Zhongping, the second elder of the Ning family, has reached the sixth level of foundation building, which is comparable to Chu Shenfeng. He rides a golden-eyed, white-tailed yak and is fully armed, looking more like a mortal warrior.

This golden-eyed, white-tailed ox had a faint glow of fire coming out of its mouth and nose. It had a huge body and was two meters tall when it stood up. It was truly a behemoth.

Seeing Chu Shenfeng start to slander, Ning Zhongping wanted to refute. In front of so many people, he had to argue. Anyway, this matter was worth arguing about. It would be better for the Chu family to give up. Otherwise, he didn't mind having a real fight to let the Chu family understand how powerful his Ning family was.

"The Lin family has always been honest and hardworking. We have all witnessed their family tradition. How can we allow you to slander them with such open mouths?

You, the Chu family, brought so many people here from afar. I think you are just coveting this sacred land of the Lin family and want to swallow it up and take it for yourself.

Who among the fellows in Baishan doesn't know about such evil ambitions?
I advise you to leave now so that our two families can maintain harmony. Otherwise, if you are injured by the sword in the future, your 'noble' Chu family members will be hurt, which will be disastrous."

Ning Zhongping's tone was relaxed, and he was not afraid of the more than one thousand Chu family cultivators in front of him. He was confident that this time, their Ning family brought three foundation-building cultivators, plus three foundation-building companion beasts, which made up six foundation-building combat forces.

As for the Chu family, there are only two people who have established their foundation. If a fight really breaks out, Ning Zhongping doesn’t know how he will lose.

Low-level cultivators, when forming military formations, can threaten foundation-building cultivators, but if the foundation-building cultivators want to leave, they cannot stop them.

Therefore, the Foundation Establishment cultivators can fight and retreat at the same time and operate flexibly, while the low-level cultivators must form a military formation. The flexibility of the two sides is too different, and after a long time, the Foundation Establishment cultivators will still win.

Right now, one Foundation Establishment cultivator is equivalent to one or two hundred Qi Refining cultivators. The Ning family has four more cultivators than the Chu family, which means a difference of seven or eight hundred cultivators. Furthermore, the Ning family brought quite a few Qi Refining cultivators with them this time, and with their companion beasts, they actually outnumbered the Chu family cultivators.

Although having more people does not necessarily guarantee victory, the winning rate is at least much higher. It doesn't make sense that the side with more people would be at a disadvantage.

After hearing what Ning Zhongping said, Chu Shenfeng sneered, "I think your Ning family and the Lin family are birds of a feather. Don't you know what they've done?"

After hearing this, Ning Zhongping's expression changed slightly. He looked at the head of the Lin family standing beside him and frowned slightly.

"What leverage do you have that the Chu family has? Otherwise, why does Chu Shenfeng look like he has you in his grasp?"

Ning Zhongping secretly sent a message, while the head of the Lin family looked innocent:
"No, Elder Ning, you know our Lin family well. We only sell spiritual rice and fish on a daily basis. There's nothing unusual about us. You can't start doubting us just because Chu Shenfeng said that."

"Really? I see your family has been quite prosperous these past few years. The production of spiritual rice wouldn't change much in just a few years. Or is it that your fish farming has yielded a bumper harvest of spiritual fish?"

The Lin family's Patriarch hesitated for a moment, then explained:

"Yes, I have some side businesses, but I guarantee that there will be absolutely no additional trouble. Many Baishan families are also involved in this business. So is the Chu family itself so clean? I don't believe that their vassal families don't secretly engage in other side businesses."

At this point, Ning Zhongping's face changed. He finally realized that the head of the Lin family was a fool. Now that the Chu family was blocking his door, he still had a lucky mentality.

If the Chu family did not have sufficient evidence, how could they dare to come here with such a large force and act as if they were willing to fight.

"What the hell do you do for a living, you idiot?"

"Nothing much, just made some monk specimens and sold them on the black market."

"What? Lin Qianshan, you are so audacious! Your stupidity is beyond my imagination. What are you still standing there for? Why don't you go back quickly and destroy the evidence and all traces. Kill all the people involved. Go!"

Following Ning Zhongping's low roar, the head of the Lin family hurriedly turned around and led his people back to his own spiritual land.

"What are you two whispering about? Are you trying to destroy the evidence? Haha, I expected this from you. I spent six months collecting this evidence, and it's not just for show. Come on, bring the witness up!"

Following Chu Shenfeng's order, more than a dozen cultivators walked out from the front of the Chu family army, including men, women, young and old, all with sad and angry expressions.

"Lin Qianshan, you will not die a good death. Return my husband's body to me. You will make it into a demonic puppet and sell it to people on the black market. I will recognize everyone who handled it even if I turned into ashes."

"My son, he fell into the hands of your Lin family, was skinned alive, his tendons were pulled out, and secret codes were engraved on him, leaving him living a life worse than death. How could you be so conscienceless just for a few thousand low-grade spirit stones?"

With each accusation, everyone was in an uproar. The Chu family had uncovered a link in a black industry chain in Baishan. Just by uncovering a corner, everyone lost their composure.

This is the sale of the remains of monks, customized according to demand, a one-stop service of killing, selling and transporting.

Such confession made Fang Jingxuan, who was far away, feel cold all over. Damn it, it's so dark, this Baishan is so fucking evil!
(End of this chapter)