Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 373 Sorrow

"You all leave first, I'll take care of things here."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiangcheng hesitated for a moment, but still led Chen Ling'er to retreat.

At that very moment, a series of deafening explosions resounded through the sky. A powerful shockwave swept in from behind, sending sand and stones flying everywhere, pinning several people present down and preventing them from getting up.

Once the sandstorm subsided, Chen Zhonglu finally came to his senses and looked in the direction of the inner valley with a bewildered expression.

"How can it be"

Muttering to himself, Chen Zhonglu reached out his hand, trembling, and took a few steps.

But a flash of white light appeared before him, and the hooded boy seized the opportunity to enter. The tip of his silver umbrella pressed against Chen Zhonglu's chest, and his magic power surged out, forming a huge airflow that seemed to tear Chen Zhonglu to shreds.

In their moment of crisis, a golden light shone upon the two of them.

The hooded boy's face was stiff as he desperately turned his head, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Li Xiangcheng not far away, and at the golden eyeball on his forehead.

"Ling'er!"

Li Xiangcheng was sweating profusely and called out in a low voice.

Chen Ling'er was still immersed in grief and only reacted after being called several times. Suddenly, she saw the hooded boy who was frozen in place, and her eyes immediately welled up with deep-seated hatred.

"go to hell!"

Holding her magic sword, Chen Ling'er charged forward without hesitation.

However, two flames rose up, like fire snakes, and intercepted them halfway.

Chen Ling'er gritted her teeth, poured all her magical power into the sword, and swung it forcefully.

Amidst the surging sword energy, the fire snake flickered, showing signs of weakening. But then, a calm face flashed in the flames, and a disheveled young man, wielding a woodcutter's knife, shattered all of Chen Ling'er's remaining sword energy.

Chen Ling'er was both angry and anxious, and rushed forward again.

However, she was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and even though the disheveled young man was seriously injured, she still dealt with him very easily.

In just a few moves, Chen Ling'er's magic sword was knocked away.

"Ling'er, be careful!"

Seeing Chen Ling'er in grave danger, Li Xiangcheng became extremely anxious. He immediately stopped using "Golden Eyes of the Sun" and pounced on the disheveled boy.

At the same time, as the golden light gradually dissipated, Chen Zhonglu and the hooded boy, who had been unable to move, instantly regained their mobility.

The hooded boy let out a low shout, and the magic power within the umbrella surged forth like a flood.

Chen Zhonglu had already come to his senses, his eyes wide, and he continuously gathered his magic power to protect himself.

However, how much magic power could he possibly mobilize in such a short time?
With a loud explosion, Chen Zhonglu was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Fifth Uncle!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Chen Ling'er cried out, tears streaming down her face.

But what awaited her was the disheveled boy's ever-present wood-chopping knife.

"Oh!"

The powerful current pulled Chen Ling'er into the water. Li Xiangcheng struggled to control his magic, conjuring a giant water monster that clashed head-on with the disheveled boy's woodcutter's knife.

Another violent explosion occurred, and the water monster collapsed with a crash, splashing water everywhere.

Li Xiangcheng looked up, panting, while the disheveled youth landed to the side, half-kneeling on the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"well done!"

The hooded boy showed no concern for his companion's injuries. Instead, he laughed loudly and flew towards Li Xiangcheng.

Li Xiangcheng hurriedly mobilized his magical power, but suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell over.

"Li Xiangcheng, are you alright?"

Upon seeing this, Chen Ling'er, who had just struggled to climb out of the water, turned pale instantly and rushed over to support him.

"Run!"

Li Xiangcheng was anxious and nudged Chen Ling'er.

Although the spell "Golden Eyes of the Sun" is powerful, it consumes a great deal of mana. He is now at his limit and has no strength left to deal with the remaining hooded youths.

"I do not go!"

Chen Ling'er cried uncontrollably and hugged Li Xiangcheng.

Li Xiangcheng gave a bitter smile, pulled her into his arms, and wiped away her tears.

"What a pair of doomed lovers!"

Just then, a cold laugh suddenly came from the sky, and more than ten figures flew in from afar, led by a dignified-looking gray-clad youth.

"Master!"

The hooded boy who had been lunging forward immediately stopped and respectfully knelt down to pay his respects.

Zeng Sheng glanced at him indifferently and asked, "Is this the member of the Li family?"

The hooded boy replied, "Probably."

Zeng Sheng landed on the ground, carefully examined Li Xiangcheng, and couldn't help but smile: "An unexpected surprise, a truly unexpected surprise! Zipan, arrest him."

"Yes!"

The hooded boy stepped forward to receive the order.

Li Xiangcheng watched them warily, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart. He shielded Chen Ling'er behind him and glared at her angrily: "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. If you have the guts, then kill me."

"Kill you?"

Zeng Sheng laughed loudly, and with a flick of his sleeve, a powerful magical force swept towards Li Xiangcheng. It remained condensed and did not disperse, like a ferocious wild beast, displaying its might.

Li Xiangcheng groaned, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and collapsed to his knees, unable to move.

Zeng Sheng's voice continued: "Don't worry, I never leave anyone alive. However, it won't be us who want to kill you! Zipan, take him back to the camp."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zeng Sheng strode off towards the inner valley.

The others followed closely behind, but the hooded boy remained where he was.

"You're lucky."

The hooded boy took out two ropes, tied them to Li Xiangcheng's body, and then pasted several mysterious talismans on the ropes.

Li Xiangcheng still possessed Zeng Sheng's remaining magical power and was powerless to resist. He asked unwillingly, "Weren't you helping the Huang family attack Baolong Valley? Why did you specifically capture me? What is your purpose?"

"Hehe, no comment."

The hooded boy gradually turned his gaze to Chen Ling'er.

Chen Ling'er was able to move, but she was no match for the hooded boy. In addition, she had lost too much magic power. Just as she was about to make a move, she was stabbed by the white umbrella in the hooded boy's hand, and she vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"What do you want to do?"

Li Xiangcheng panicked and struggled desperately, but the rope remained unmoved.

The hooded boy glanced at him and said indifferently, "The leader said he would take you back to the camp, but he didn't say he would take her. It's more convenient and safer to take one person than two."

After saying that, the hooded boy raised his white umbrella and aimed it at Chen Ling'er.

"no, do not want!"

Fear flashed in Li Xiangcheng's eyes as he screamed at the top of his lungs.

But his voice could not shake the hooded boy's resolve.

In an instant, the white umbrella transformed into a streak of cold light, piercing Chen Ling'er's chest. Blood splattered out like shattered flower petals, splashing onto Li Xiangcheng's face and bringing a warm sensation. His eyes widened, and he stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

Chen Ling'er looked down at the bloody hole in her chest, tears welling up in her eyes. She gripped Li Xiangcheng's arm tightly and murmured, "Xiangcheng, I...I'm so scared."

"Do not!!"

Li Xiangcheng felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He shook his head desperately, his arms turning red, but to no avail, as the rope bound him tightly.

Seeing blood gushing from Chen Ling'er's chest, Li Xiangcheng instinctively pressed his cheek against the wound, as if to stop the bleeding. Blood mingled with tears and flowed into his mouth, the strange taste repeatedly stimulating his taste buds. The young cultivator finally couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears, repeatedly crying out, "Don't be afraid, Ling'er, don't be afraid..."

However, Chen Ling'er's breathing grew weaker and weaker. Her fingers trembled, and a final plea flashed in her eyes: "Take me home, Xiang Cheng, I want to go home."

"It's okay, we'll go home, we definitely will!"

Li Xiangcheng threw himself onto Chen Ling'er, as if trying to warm her gradually cooling body with his own body heat.

But in the end, the hooded boy picked him up and kicked him aside.

"I don't have the leisure to watch you cry and make a scene."

The hooded boy's eyes were as cold as ice. He waved his white umbrella and pointed it at Chen Ling'er's forehead: "This will make you give up!"

"stop!"

"Bang!" A shrill scream and a sudden cloud of dust swept across the entire field.

The hooded boy's expression changed, and he hurriedly looked towards Li Xiangcheng's location.

But at this moment, where is anyone?
"come out!"

The hooded boy flew into a rage and threw the constantly spinning white umbrella into the sky, whereupon dust rose up and formed a vortex around the umbrella.

As the view on the field gradually cleared, the hooded boy's gaze became stern as he unleashed his divine sense to its maximum extent.

Suddenly, he raised his arm, and magical power rushed out from his side, smashing into a broken rock and making a series of booming sounds.

A figure leaped out from behind the rock, landed on the ground, revealing a fair-skinned, plump face.

"Huang Zhencan?"

Upon seeing this, the hooded youth angrily cursed, "You treacherous bastard, how dare you betray the leader! I will tear you to pieces!"

"betray?"

Huang Zhencan sneered: "When the leader told you to keep an eye on me, why didn't you think about my past loyalty? How much have I done for your Tongbei Sect? And what have I gotten in return? If I hadn't run into this kid from the Li family beforehand, I'm afraid I would have died at your hands by now."

The hooded boy didn't speak, but simply retracted the white umbrella in the sky and secretly gathered his magical power.

Knowing he was no match for Huang Zhencan, he gritted his teeth, threw down a few fire-exploding talismans, and disappeared into the smoke.

"Want to go?"

The hooded boy took out a pill from his sleeve and swallowed it, a crimson glint in his eyes.
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"Ugh, what bad luck."

In the wilderness, two figures hurried on their way.

One of the men, a burly, dark-skinned man, kept complaining.

His companion, a rather dashing young man, grew impatient and couldn't help but interrupt, "Senior Brother Fang, didn't you keep saying you wanted to come out? Now that you're here, why are you gossiping again?"

Fang Renkui glanced at Yin Feng and replied with dissatisfaction, "I want to come out on my own, but I don't want to be ordered around by that guy surnamed Long. What right does he, a mere outsider who was merged into Shanyun Sect, have to order us inner disciples around?"

"Shh!"

Yin Feng hurriedly raised his finger and whispered, "Senior Brother Fang, be careful what you say. Right now, Green Cloud Cave doesn't have any inner or outer disciples. Apart from the two sect leaders and elders, they are all ordinary disciples."

“Ordinary disciples are ordinary disciples. That guy surnamed Long isn’t qualified to lead a team.”

Fang Renkui continued muttering to himself.

Helpless, Yin Feng could only pretend he hadn't heard and focus on getting on his way.

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly an explosion came from ahead.

"Senior Brother Fang, something's up!"

Yin Feng put on the bamboo hat on his back and reminded him.

"Do I need you to remind me?"

Fang Renkui snorted and put on his straw hat as well.

The two rushed to the source of the explosion as quickly as possible.

"what!!"

A piercing scream echoed through the sky.

Yin Feng, with his keen eyesight, saw a pale-faced cultivator clutching his arm, blood splattering everywhere in the sky.

In his other hand, he was holding a young man whose fate was unknown.

"This is the person the sect leader is looking for!"

Yin Feng recognized Li Xiangcheng at a glance and exclaimed in delight.

However, before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed. A mysterious hooded figure had appeared in front of the pale-faced cultivator. In his hand, a white umbrella quietly bloomed, and several pillars of magical energy grabbed Li Xiangcheng and pulled him back.

"Don't be presumptuous!"

Fang Renkui shouted and struck out with his palm, shattering the pillars of magical energy.

Yin Feng hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Li Xiangcheng in his arms.

The pale-faced cultivator, however, was ignored and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Who are you?"

The hooded boy's face turned pale as he looked at Fang Renkui and Yin Feng, who had suddenly appeared, and a surge of intense anger welled up inside him.

"Pooh!"

Fang Renkui shouted, "How dare you, a mere Qi Refining Level 7 cultivator, question your great-grandfather Fang?"

After saying that, Fang Renkui took a deep breath, and powerful magic surged out from between his palms, condensing into the shape of a dragon, which pounced towards the hooded boy.

The hooded boy hurriedly waved his white umbrella, holding it up in front of him.

But the dragon was too ferocious. The white umbrella only lasted a moment before it and the hooded boy were sent flying and crashed heavily into a small hill in the distance.

"You little brat, how dare you act tough in front of Grandpa Fang?"

Fang Renkui let out a breath. Clearly, this move wasn't easy for him either, but the effect was outstanding. He couldn't help but pat Yin Feng on the shoulder and said smugly, "Little Feng, if you want to learn the Surging Waves Splitting Palm, why do you need to ask Senior Brother Mao for guidance? Your Senior Brother Fang can also give you some pointers."

"Yes Yes!"

Yin Feng smiled apologetically. Although Fang Renkui was somewhat arrogant, his cultivation level was indeed at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Besides the sect leader, only the deputy sect leader Zhang Min and Long Yang can truly overpower him in Green Cloud Cave.

As for Senior Brother Mao, he used to be able to easily manipulate Fang Renkui, but unfortunately his foundation was damaged and his cultivation level dropped. Although he is still at the ninth level of Qi Refining, his cultivation level is not as profound as Fang Renkui's, and even not as good as Luo Changqing's.

"Who is that person? Should we bring him back to the sect leader?"

At this moment, Fang Renkui suddenly looked down at the pale-faced cultivator who had fallen into a coma.

"The one who could bring Xiang Cheng out must be a cultivator from the Chen family. I'll go take a look."

Yin Feng landed on the ground, helped the pale-faced cultivator up, fed him two pills to stop the bleeding and remove blood stasis, and tore off a strip of cloth to tie to the broken wound to stop the bleeding. The pale-faced cultivator was in pain and kept whimpering.

"He shouldn't die!"

After observing for a while, Yin Feng drew a conclusion.

Fang Renkui immediately nodded: "Then let's hurry up and leave. Rescuing Li Xiangcheng is enough."

“I want to take him to a safe place nearby.”

Yin Feng said in a low voice.

"what ever."

Fang Renkui didn't care at all and turned his head first.

Just then, a hoarse voice rang out: "No one is allowed to leave!"

Yin Feng suddenly turned around and was horrified to see a figure emitting white steam flying towards him.

At the same time, Fang Renkui's incredulous voice rang out: "You're not dead?"

The newcomer was the same hooded boy from before, but now the hood was in pieces, revealing a bloody and mangled face, which made Fang Renkui's mouth twitch.

How could a mere Qi Refining Stage 7 cultivator survive after taking his full-force Sky-Splitting Palm strike?

Moreover, this strange fellow, despite his injuries being beyond repair, was becoming increasingly imposing, and even the scale and intensity of his magical power were superior, which was simply incomprehensible.

"Senior Brother Fang, be careful."

Yin Feng, carrying Li Xiangcheng and the pale-faced cultivator, retreated repeatedly.

For some reason, the other person gave him a very strange feeling.

"Whether you're human or ghost, I'll make you reveal your true form!"

Fang Renkui snorted lightly. The difference in cultivation level gave him a psychological advantage, and he had no fear at all. Without saying a word, he rushed forward.

"boom!"

The strange man had no time to dodge and was struck by Fang Renkui's palm, sending him flying backward once again.

"It was all a hoax."

Fang Renkui laughed loudly, flashed in front of the strange man, and punched him down. The powerful magic was so strong that the strange man had no way to resist and was smashed from mid-air to the ground, forming a huge crater.

"I'll send you to your death right now!"

Fang Renkui became more and more excited as he fought, unleashing several palm strikes that widened the pit further. Finally, he charged directly into it, determined to finish off the monster.

But then, a chill ran down his spine, and Fang Renkui's heart skipped a beat. He quickly stopped and flew backward out of the pit at an even faster speed, shouting as he retreated, "Xiao Feng, run! This guy is going to self-destruct!"

(End of this chapter)