Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 58 Farce
Chen Ling'er's remarks shocked everyone.

Chen Zhonghe pulled her hand and scolded, "Nonsense."

Although Nie Rong is a rogue cultivator, he was able to defeat Luo Silin head-on, so he is no ordinary person.
Ultimately, Tang Xueyan was just an outsider.

It's utterly absurd for the Chen family to offend Nie Rong for the sake of an outsider.

Faced with her father's furious gaze and the imposing aura of a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, Chen Ling'er was speechless. She kept glancing between Nie Rong and Tang Xueyan, tears welling up in her eyes.

Although Chen Ling'er's body was restrained by Chen Zhonghe, her words awakened Tang Xueyan, causing the pale-faced woman to stand up again.

Regardless of whether the other party is her senior brother or not, this is the closest she has ever come to her goal, and she must not give up easily.

"Names can be coincidental, appearances can be coincidental, but cultivation methods and spells cannot."

Tang Xueyan drew her soft sword from her waist. She knew that her senior brother had been hiding his true intentions and had used many external methods during the fight.

But as long as she can push her senior brother to his limit, all the pretense will disappear.

The truth will eventually come out!
With this in mind, Tang Xueyan made up her mind. She no longer wanted to search. Even if she died here today, she would see the secret techniques of the Northern Cold Sect.

Just as she was about to make her move, a young man with a thin face and striking features walked over.

"This small contest of magic has ended. Changyang Valley forbids any use of force. We hope you will reconsider, young lady."

The person who arrived was Li Xiangming.

Regardless of Nie Rong's identity or character, his victory in this martial arts contest is an indisputable fact.

After stepping down, he became a guest of honor at the Li family's residence.

Tang Xueyan is an outsider. If she allows an outsider to attack the Li family's guests, how can the Li family save face?

Tang Xueyan couldn't think of these things, nor would she. She only saw someone blocking her way, and her soft sword instantly pointed at Li Xiangming: "Get out of the way."

I repeat myself.

"Step aside!"

Li Xiangming looked at Tang Xueyan, knowing that persuasion was useless, so he said in a deep voice, "If you want to make a move against Fellow Daoist Nie, you'll have to get past me first."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Xueyan's soft sword moved like a nimble snake, sometimes coiling and sometimes thrusting, keeping everyone on the edge of their seats.

Li Xiangming, however, was prepared. He struck out with his palm, creating layers of waves like a stampede of ten thousand horses. This was the magic technique he had learned from Li Xiangcheng – Phantom Waves.

The phantom waves were incredibly imposing, concealing a hidden secret.

Tang Xueyan was distracted and not in a fighting state to begin with. She was further affected by the illusory sound of waves, which made her magic power sluggish. In just a moment, she was sent flying and coughed up blood.

"Good sister!"

Chen Ling'er suddenly broke free from her father, helped Tang Xueyan up, and glared at Li Xiangming: "How could you do this!"

Li Xiangming remained silent. He had already held back and hadn't used his full strength; otherwise, Tang Xueyan would already be seriously injured and unconscious.

Tang Xueyan couldn't even withstand a single move from herself, so how could she test the strength of the even more powerful Nie Rong?

Interrupting her was a way of giving her a glimmer of hope.

Shaking his head, Li Xiangming said to Chen Zhonghe, "Patriarch Chen, if this person is brought by the Chen family, please try to appease him."

"That's certainly how it should be."

Chen Zhonghe quickly signaled Chen Gongchang to pull his sister and Tang Xueyan away.

Tang Xueyan was still staring at Nie Rong, her eyes red.

Seeing this, Chen Gongchang, who was usually indecisive, hardened his heart and struck Tang Xueyan on the back of the neck, knocking her unconscious.

"Brother! What are you doing?"

Chen Ling'er looked at her brother in disbelief.

"Shh!"

Chen Gongchang transmitted his thoughts urgently, saying, "Fellow Daoist Nie isn't going anywhere, why the rush? What kind of behavior is it for us to obstruct the Li family's Dharma assembly here?"

"But."

"The Li family used to be the henchmen of the Hengyue Sect, clearing obstacles for them. They were ruthless and destroyed countless sects and families. Are you trying to kill Miss Tang by leaving her here to oppose them?"

Chen Gong was quick-witted and fabricated a story, portraying the Li family as utterly wicked.

Chen Ling'er, being naive and inexperienced, was ultimately afraid. She gritted her teeth, hugged Tang Xueyan in her arms, and turned to leave.

Seeing his daughter's retreating figure, Chen Zhonghe wiped the sweat from his brow and bowed to Li Xiangming, saying, "What Miss Tang did was not what the Chen family wanted. We hope your family will forgive us."

"Don't worry, Patriarch Chen, the Li family will not blame the Chen family."

"That's good."

Chen Zhonghe breathed a sigh of relief after receiving Li Xiangming's promise, but he still felt ashamed. He apologized to everyone again and left in a hurry.

The Li family then took the opportunity to bring Nie Rong back to Fengming Tower and presented Luo Silin with a reward.

Luo Silin chose the Golden Horse and Iron Cavalry formation, which can be considered as living up to Luo Wantao's expectations.

"Gentlemen, the small contest of magic had some twists and turns, but it did not affect the outcome. Thank you all for participating. Changyang Valley will remain open as usual for the next two days. The Li family will not hold any further ceremonies. You are welcome to visit Fengming Tower and take a look at the Li family's goods when you have time."

"Of course, you can also act as matchmakers yourselves. There are prepared stalls in Changyang Valley, all free to use. As long as there's no fighting within the valley, the Li family won't interfere." "Great!"

Upon hearing that the Li family had prepared a stall, the independent cultivators cheered in response.

Although the gathering ends and the market begins, this has become a tradition.

But Changyang Valley is, after all, someone else's territory. Doing business on someone else's doorstep is bound to make people a little uneasy. Now that they have received support, they naturally feel much more at ease.

"Phew, it's finally over."

Back at Fengming Tower, Li Xiangming breathed a sigh of relief, but he still couldn't rest.

The Li family held a banquet to entertain Nie Rong and Luo Silin, and he also had to attend.

"Fellow Daoist Nie's knowledge is vast and diverse; may he have a teacher?"

After a few rounds of drinks, Li Xiangming cautiously probed.

If Nie Rong is a rogue cultivator without deep roots, the Li family would naturally want to recruit him.

"No."

Nie Rong gave a brief reply, not wanting to explain his background, and mostly gave perfunctory answers to other questions as well.

Seeing this, Li Xiangming was no longer tempted.

Twisted melons are not sweet.

The Li family values ​​sincerity and genuine feelings when hiring.

Halfway through the banquet, Li Xiangming received news that Li Qianxiong had returned.

He immediately apologized and left, leaving Li Qianyuan to stay and receive the distinguished guests.

"Homeowner!"

Li Xiangming greeted them at the door and called out softly.

"Ran."

Li Qianxiong knew Li Xiangming's purpose and replied sternly, his tone laced with anger.

"It was my fault for failing to keep them both."

Li Xiangyu, standing to the side, felt somewhat guilty.

"what happened?"

Li Xiangming hurriedly asked.

He fell silent after a moment.

It turned out that the blind man had a trick up his sleeve. He pretended to be outmatched and tricked Li Xiangyu into using the Flying Flame Wheel a second time.

Then he used a stealth technique to escape and fled.

In a short time, Li Xiangyu, whose magical power was rapidly diminishing, was unable to catch up.

Even when they finally met Li Qianxiong, they were just searching aimlessly like headless flies.

"What is the origin of that blind man?"

Li Xiangming couldn't help but ask.

Having spent ten years navigating the world of cultivation, he knew all too well that the term "erudite" was not applicable to cultivators, at least not to most of them.

Because any inheritance in the cultivation world has an evolutionary process of tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years.

This long period of time has given rise to a vast amount of knowledge, which, even after being systematically summarized by various sects, still consumes a significant amount of cultivators' time and energy.

Take the Hunyuan Ruyi Jin as an example. In just four hundred years in the Li family, there have been more than ten generations of interpretations.

In order to master this technique, Li Xiangming didn't even learn the signature techniques of his sect, Green Cloud Cave, but only a few protective spells.

He also did not study unorthodox practices such as alchemy, formations, artifacts, and talismans.

It wasn't until he returned to Dangui Mountain and encountered a bottleneck that he came across the Beast Taming Inheritance.

With such focused dedication, Li Xiangming's cultivation speed barely caught up with that of "elite" cultivators.

The blind man, in his pursuit of protection, explored multiple areas including magic, physical skills, and escape techniques, and became proficient in all of them.

The key point is that this person's cultivation level is not lagging behind, and he is no less than the two prodigies of the Li family, which can be described as exceptionally talented.

Then there's Luo Silin, a young cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining, Nie Rong, who is even more powerful than Luo Silin, and the Faceless Man, who is rumored to be fighting against a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

There are countless brilliant talents in the world, but I have never heard of any in the ten years I have spent in Green Cloud Cave.

They're like frogs in a well.

At this moment, Li Xiangming was plunged into a deep sense of crisis, and his desire for the Dao rose to its highest peak once again.

If he only compares himself to his fellow disciples from Green Cloud Cave or the disciples of the Fourth Branch, he will never be able to surpass those geniuses.

The so-called attainment of immortality or becoming a celestial being will be a pipe dream.

(End of this chapter)