Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Wu Tian charged out first, his Huo Dou body sweeping across like a mountain. The Yinghuo Divine Ring shone brightly, and divine light spread like a tide. Wherever it passed, countless cultivators burned to death, their corpses turning into charred ashes.

The other surviving great demon kings and demon kings were all bloodthirsty, and they launched the most primitive and bloody revenge in this primeval jungle.

Starting from the Undying Palace, the battlefield quickly spread to the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains. Too many human cultivators died under Wu Tian's claws. Under the light of Mars, corpses piled up into mountains, and the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains were stained red with blood.

All the human cultivators were frantically fleeing...

Bai Yaochen, the Golden Lion, and the Nine-Tailed Fox led many great demon kings and demon kings to pacify all sides and suppress all human cultivators who dared to resist.

The illumination of Bai Qian's Taibai Star caused the human race's high-level combat forces to flee like stray dogs, madly escaping out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains at the first moment.

The Ten Thousand Mountains have become a hunting ground for demons.

This crackdown lasted for three whole months.

In three months, the Hundred Thousand Mountains turned into a true hell.

Rivers changed course, springs dried up, vegetation withered, and blood mist and resentment condensed into clouds that lingered for months. The earth was scorched black, and corpses lay uncollected, left to be devoured by demons.

The remains of human cultivators are scattered throughout the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Countless vengeful spirits howled day and night amidst the dark clouds.

……

Wu Tian left on the third day of the Southern Frontier Demon Clan's counterattack. Now, the high-level combat power of the Southern Frontier Human Clan is almost wiped out. With Bai Qian suppressing the situation, the Ten Thousand Mountains will inevitably be swept away by the demons. This matter is already a foregone conclusion.

Staying in the Ten Thousand Mountains would bring him no benefit; seeing his wife and children right before him, yet being unable to acknowledge them, was a truly unbearable feeling.

Moreover, he now possesses the bloodline magic beads of many aristocratic families, especially the Bai family, which not only has hundreds of magic beads for refining techniques, Dao embryos, and primordial spirits, but also a loose immortal magic bead left behind by Bai Wenxian.

With these magic beads, there is confidence that one can raise their Wind Mother bloodline to the Loose Immortal level in a short period of time.

This is a shortcut, and he's unlikely to give it up.

but……

"Before going to the Bai family, let's go see Nanxi first?" Thinking of Lu Nanxi, Wu Tian couldn't help but smile. "She must be worried sick, right?"

He quickly transformed into a streak of light and left the Ten Thousand Mountains.

When he arrived at Wuling County, where the Lu family lived, he had already switched back to the True Blood of the Heavenly Blazing Fire and transformed back into human form.

Clad in black armor and a crimson cloak, with a resolute face, he resembled Lu Ding.

……

Wuling County, the ancestral home of the Lu family.

This mansion, covering an area of ​​a thousand acres, is located in the center of Wuling County. It features vermilion gates and high walls, flying eaves and bracket sets, with two majestic stone lions standing in front of the gate. Inside the mansion, pavilions and towers are scattered in a well-organized manner, with artificial hills and flowing water interspersed among them, showing the heritage and grandeur of a prominent family in the southern border region.

Eight armored guards stood on either side, the tips of their long spears gleaming coldly in the sunlight. These guards were all practicing magic, standing ramrod straight, their sharp eyes scanning the street in front of the gate.

It was nearly noon, and there were few pedestrians on the street.

A figure slowly walked from the end of the long street.

The newcomer was dressed in black iron armor, the armor plates making a slight rubbing sound as he moved, covered by a crimson cloak, and had a long sword at his waist.

He was tall and straight, his face bathed in the golden light of the sun. His brow bones were slightly high, his nose was straight, and his lips were pressed into a resolute line. Most striking were his eyes, dark and deep, with occasional flashes of golden light.

It was Wu Tian.

He had just stepped onto the stone steps in front of the Lu family's ancestral home when he heard a loud shout.

"stop."

A person stepped out from the side and blocked his way.

This was a guard captain in his forties, with a dark complexion and sharp, shrewd eyes. He placed his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist, sized up Wu Tian, ​​and said in a deep voice, "This is important territory of the Lu family; no unauthorized personnel are allowed to approach."

Wu Tian stopped and calmly said, "Lu Ding, a guard under the Second Miss, is on official business as ordered by the Second Miss. Please inform him."

A strange glint flashed in the captain's eyes, and he gave a wink to a young guard beside him. The guard understood, turned around, and quickly ran into the mansion.

Wu Tian stood still, clasped his hands in thanks, and said, "Thank you."

About half an incense stick's time later, the sound of disordered footsteps came from inside the mansion.

A group of people walked out of the side door.

The leader was a middle-aged man in a brocade robe, with a fair complexion, no beard, narrow eyes, and thin lips. Behind him were more than ten armored soldiers, each with a burly build, holding long spears, and wearing gleaming armor.

The man in the brocade robe walked to the door, looked Wu Tian up and down, and said with a forced smile, "You said you are a guard under the Second Miss?"

"good."

"The Second Miss's personal guards are clearly Qing Shuang and Hong Shang. How dare you impersonate the Second Miss's personal guards!" The man in the brocade robe said sternly, his face darkening. "I think you are a treacherous villain who is clearly plotting to infiltrate my Lu family."

"Why aren't you surrendering now?!"

Before he finished speaking, more than ten armored soldiers behind him quickly dispersed, forming a semi-circle around Wu Tian on the steps.

Long spears stretched like a forest, their killing intent solidified, and the air itself seemed to freeze.

A few pedestrians on the street saw this scene from afar and were so frightened that they hurriedly took a detour and dared not get close.

Wu Tian looked around. The soldiers all had fierce eyes, and their magical weapons were imbued with magical power, ready to be used.

He suddenly laughed.

The laughter was soft, yet it was exceptionally clear in the deathly silence.

"If you want to find fault, you can always find a reason." Wu Tian said calmly, "I didn't expect that as soon as I arrived at the Lu family, they would put me in such a situation. They really don't know what's good for them."

The man in the brocade robe's eyes flashed sharply: "Still being stubborn even when death is imminent! Take him down!"

"kill!"

A dozen or so armored soldiers moved in unison.

The eight armored soldiers in the front row clashed their spears, the tips of which flamed violently, forming a net of fire in the air that descended upon them!

Three people on each side threw out dark black chains, covered with sealing runes, which rustled and wrapped around Wu Tian's legs.

A cold smile appeared on the lips of the man in the brocade robe. His master was currently seeking a marriage between his young master and Lu Nanxi. He had heard that Lu Ding was Lu Nanxi's confidant. If he could win him over, his master would surely reward him.

however……

Just as all the attacks were about to strike.

Wu Tian raised his head.

Two clusters of golden flames suddenly lit up in his eyes!
"boom!"

An indescribable, terrifying pressure erupted from Wu Tian, ​​and a golden flame shot out from his body, spreading outwards like ripples.

"Plop! Plop! Plop!"

The armored soldiers at the forefront were crushed as if by a volcano; their legs buckled, and they all knelt on the ground, their long spears slipping from their hands, and the fire net shattered. The chains that came from both sides snapped in two and fell to the ground.

Everyone stopped in shock, and the cold smile on the middle-aged man in the brocade robe froze.

His eyes widened as he stared intently at Wu Tian, ​​his lips trembling: "Dao...Dao Embryo Realm?! You...you broke through to the Dao Embryo Realm?!"

Wu Tian did not answer.

He took a step forward.

It's just a simple step.

"Crack!" The bluestone steps cracked with spiderweb-like patterns.

All the armored soldiers who had just attacked were struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out a mouthful of blood, their faces as pale as paper.

Wu Tian took another step.

"Puff! Puff!"

All those who had done it collapsed to the ground, their bodies convulsing.

The man in the brocade robe turned pale and instinctively stepped back, only to find his legs were weak and he could barely take a step.

Wu Tian looked at him calmly: "Who ordered this?"

The man gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Wu Tian raised his hand and made a grasping motion in mid-air.

A burst of fire bound him firmly, lifting the man in the brocade robe into the air. He struggled with his limbs but could not move.

"Who ordered it?" Wu Tian asked again, his tone unchanged.

The man in the brocade robe gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead: "You...you dare touch me...the elders will not let you get away with this..."

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of bone breaking was heard.

Lu Mingyuan's left arm was severed at the shoulder, and blood gushed out like a spring, staining his brocade robe red.

"Ah!" A piercing scream tore through the sky.

Wu Tian's expression remained unchanged: "Who ordered this?"

"It's...it's Elder Lu Changhe and Elder Lu Yuehua!" The man in the brocade robe cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face. "They said you're the Second Miss's confidante...they ordered me...ordered me to find an opportunity to capture you...no matter what..."

Wu Tian nodded: "Very well, in that case, I'll send you on your way."

"Click——"

There was another crisp sound.

Lu Mingyuan's neck twisted at an eerie angle, his eyes wide open, pupils unfocused. His body went limp, and he fell from mid-air, crashing heavily onto the bluestone ground, whereupon he fell silent.

died.

The other soldiers, who had collapsed to the ground, were terrified and immediately knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Spare me, Commander! Spare me, Commander!"

"We are merely following orders... We beg the Imperial Guards for mercy!"

"Spare me... spare me..."

Wu Tian glanced at them and said coldly, "Get lost."

The dozen or so people, as if granted a pardon, scrambled away without daring to look back. Those who were injured and lying on the ground also struggled to their feet and staggered away, supporting each other.

In the blink of an eye, only Wu Tian and a blood-soaked corpse remained in front of the door.

Under the blazing sun, the stench of blood permeated the air in the hot wind.

Wu Tian straightened his black armor, wiped away a bit of blood splattered on the back of his hand, and was about to step into the mansion.

Suddenly, he felt something and looked up at the sky.

A streak of crimson light streaked through the air at incredible speed, reaching the ancestral home in just a few breaths.

As the rainbow light faded, a figure descended from the sky and landed in front of the door.

Wearing a purple palace dress, with her black hair flowing like a waterfall, her face was aloof and stunningly beautiful, and her brows exuded a heroic spirit. It was Lu Nanxi.

When she saw Wu Tian, ​​a look of surprise and delight appeared in her eyes.

"You're finally back!" She rushed forward, looking you up and down. "Are you alright? I just received a tip that you were back, but I was stopped by someone, so I rushed over..."

Before she finished speaking, her gaze swept over the corpse on the ground, but her expression did not change at all. Instead, she carefully examined her man, as if afraid that he had been injured.

Wu Tian shook his head, a gentle smile on his face: "I'm fine. But how have you been these past few days?"

"I'm fine. Although they're a bit of a clown, they're nothing to worry about." Lu Nanxi reached out and stopped his arm, her voice turning cold. "These people are really courting death, daring to lay a hand on you. I'll get revenge for you later."

As the two were talking, dozens of figures flew over from various parts of the ancestral home and landed in the square in front of the gate.

Lu Nanxi's face darkened: "They're quick on their feet."

Wu Tian said calmly, "It's good that you're here; it saves us the trouble of looking for you."

Five cultivators, their bodies enveloped in magical light, led dozens of high-ranking family members and surrounded Wu Tian and Lu Nanxi.

The group at the head was a middle-aged couple.

The man was about fifty years old, with a fair complexion, slender eyebrows and eyes, wearing a brocade blue robe and a jade belt around his waist. He was playing with a pair of red jade balls in his hands. He was none other than the clan elder, Lu Changhe.

The woman beside him was in her forties, with exquisite makeup, sharp eyes, wearing a crimson-purple embroidered gold dress, her hair tied up in a high bun, adorned with three gold hairpins; she was his wife, Lu Yuehua.

The two were accompanied by three other clan elders, and behind them were dozens of deacons and high-ranking members of the Lu family, all of whom possessed profound auras and were at least at the seventh or eighth level of the Refinement Realm.

As these clan elders arrived, hundreds of elite armored soldiers stood in formation inside the Lu family ancestral home, their long spears forming a forest, exuding a murderous aura.

Lu Changhe's gaze swept across the scene in front of the door, lingering for a moment on the corpses on the ground, and his face immediately turned ashen.

He looked at Wu Tian, ​​his voice icy: "Lu Ding, how dare you! You actually dared to kill and injure a fellow clansman in front of the ancestral home, what is your crime?!"

Lu Yuehua's eyebrows furrowed, and she shrieked, "You bastard! Insubordination deserves death! Kneel down and be bound!"

Before Wu Tian could speak, Lu Nanxi stepped forward and stood in front of him.

"Lu Changhe, Lu Yuehua." Her voice was cold as she looked directly at the two of them. "Lu Ding had just returned to his ancestral home when he was attacked by armored soldiers. Shouldn't you two give me an explanation for this?"

Lu Changhe frowned: "Nanxi, you've come at the right time. Lu Ding has committed insubordination and killed more than ten of his own clansmen guards. If such a villain is not severely punished, what will become of the family rules?"

Lu Nanxi sneered: "Family rules? Lu Changhe, who gave you the right to take action and detain my guards?"

Lu Changhe said in a deep voice, "Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures! With Ancestor Yuyang missing, the demon race in the Southern Frontier in turmoil, and this person's identity unknown, it is only right for the guards to detain him and find out his identity."

Lu Nanxi: "Ascertain their identities? Your subordinates rushed to the front gate with armored soldiers, intending to kill them on sight. Is this what you call questioning?"

She surveyed the crowd, her voice clear and forceful, enunciating each word distinctly: "Our family is currently facing a turbulent time, with the disappearance of Patriarch Yuyang. This is precisely the time when we need to unite our people. Yet you, Lu Changhe, have been so eager to suppress and capture my guards the moment they returned to the ancestral home. Is this truly acting impartially, or do you have ulterior motives?"

His words were reasonable, well-founded, and resounding.

Many of the clan elders and deacons present whispered among themselves upon hearing this.

Lu Changhe's face was icy cold, and Lu Yuehua shrieked, "Lu Nanxi, you are clearly turning black into white. Lu Ding is unruly. As soon as he returned, he forcibly broke into the mansion and injured the guards."

"Not only do you not punish them, but you also want to cover it up. What crime should you be charged with for condoning your subordinates' violence!"

Just as Lu Nanxi was about to speak again, Wu Tian suddenly gently pressed down on her arm.

"Nanxi," Wu Tian said calmly, "there's no need to waste so much breath on them."

He stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over Lu Changhe and Lu Yuehua, then over the clan elders and deacons behind them.

“When reasoning fails,” Wu Tian said calmly, “then take action.”

Before he finished speaking, he had already moved! (End of Chapter)