Starting with the creation of the Immortal Clan through the compilation of the family genealogy.

Chapter 109 The building collapses, and fame rises.

Although the inner shell of the Xuan Turtle could withstand most of the force, the insidious blood energy still penetrated his body, causing his internal organs to churn violently.

If this continues, it's hard to say whether the inner armor will break first or the people will die first.

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of failing to complete the sect leader's task and letting the sect leader down!

"Old Zhang, you go quickly! Go back and report to the sect leader!" Ji Beichuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and roared with all his might, "I'll hold him off!"

"Bullshit!" Zhang Xianghua cursed, his eyes red. "Do you think I'm the kind of guy who abandons his brothers and runs away? We'll die together! If we can trade our lives for a Foundation Establishment Immortal Master, then our lives are damn worth it!"

He bit his tongue hard, and the intense pain forced him to break free from the oppressive force.

Instead of running away, he picked up the largest stone slab beside him, his eyes bloodshot, and with the last bit of strength in his body, smashed it hard against Blood Raven's head.

"An insolent ant!" Blood Raven's eyes were full of disdain. He didn't even bother to look at him. With a casual wave of his hand, a blood-red blade of energy slashed down at Zhang Xianghua's head.

It seemed that Zhang Xianghua was about to be split in two.

At this critical moment between life and death, a terrifying glint flashed in Ji Beichuan's eyes. He didn't look at Zhang Xianghua, but instead fixed his gaze on the thickest load-bearing pillar in the private room!

A crazy idea flashed through his mind!

"Old Zhang, lie down!"

Ji Beichuan let out a deafening roar. Ignoring the attack about to fall from above, he concentrated the last of his vital energy, along with the potential to burn his life force, into his right leg.

Then, with a sudden turn, he delivered a thunderous whip kick, slamming it hard into the load-bearing pillar!
"Boom!"

The load-bearing column snapped instantly.

Having lost its last support, the already crumbling second floor could no longer bear the strain, emitting a sickening groan.
Then... it collapsed with a crash!
Countless bricks, broken beams, tables, chairs, and benches, like a flash flood, accompanied by the terrified screams of the guests, crashed down on Blood Raven and Ji Beichuan below!

"Madman!" Blood Raven's expression changed for the first time.

He never dreamed that these two mortals would use such a fighting style!

As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he was naturally not afraid of these mortal bricks and stones; he could remain safe and sound by simply raising a protective spiritual light.

But this caused too much of a commotion! After all, he was a heretical cultivator, and now that the entire restaurant had collapsed, it would inevitably attract the attention of the city's officials and righteous people!
He had no time to think and could only watch helplessly as the billowing dust and rubble completely swallowed up the figures of Ji Beichuan and Zhang Xianghua.

When he unleashed his spiritual light, shattered all the rubble, and stood up from the ruins, there was no trace of the two people left.

All that remained was a scene of devastation, and the distant, ever-approaching sirens of the city guards.

"Aaaaah! You ants! I, Blood Raven, will surely tear your souls apart and refine your spirits!"

The angry and venomous roar echoed in the night sky of Nanyang County, lingering for a long time.

In a dark alleyway a few dozen feet away, Ji Beichuan carried the unconscious Zhang Xianghua on his back, blood gushing from his mouth, yet he gritted his teeth and resolutely disappeared into the darkness step by step.

The next day, the entire Nanyang County was in an uproar.

The fact that the largest restaurant in the south of the city, Yingxianlou, was reduced to ruins overnight was enough to become a topic of conversation among the people.

When the truth of the matter was spread through the mouths of the lucky patrons and waiters, embellished with extraneous details, the entire Nanyang County, and even several surrounding counties, were plunged into an unprecedented shock.

"Have you heard? The incident at Yingxian Tower yesterday was caused by those two gentlemen from Tianyan Sect!"

"That's not all! My seventh maternal uncle's third nephew was there. He said that the Chiyang Sect sent a Foundation Establishment stage evil cultivator to capture those two gentlemen!"

"Foundation Establishment stage? My God! Aren't those two mortals? How can they still be alive?"

"Alive? More than just alive! I heard that those two gentlemen fought a Foundation Establishment Immortal Master for three hundred rounds, a battle so fierce that the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light!"
Finally, that guy from Jibeichuan, finding the restaurant in the way, kicked the entire building down, burying the evil cultivator underneath. Then the two guys just dusted themselves off and left. "Really? Kicked down a building? Is he even human?"

"Why would I lie to you! It's all over the place! They're saying that the Heavenly Evolution Sect's 'Furnace Scripture' is an ancient divine skill. If you cultivate it to a high level, you can achieve physical immortality, move mountains and fill seas, and even mortals can compete with immortals!"

Rumors are like birds with wings.

From the initial "two body cultivators escaped with serious injuries", to "the two were evenly matched with the Foundation Establishment cultivator", and finally, it has evolved into the legendary story of "a master from the Heavenly Evolution Sect crippled the evil cultivator with one kick and left gracefully".

The story became increasingly fantastical as it was passed down, but two key points remained firmly in everyone's memory.

First, the body refiners of the Tianyan Sect are really strong, strong enough to be able to go toe-to-toe with the legendary Foundation Establishment Immortal Masters.

Secondly, the "Furnace Sutra" can truly grant mortals power comparable to that of immortals!

For a time, the name "Tianyan Sect" was almost shrouded in mythology in the mortal world of southern Qingzhou.

The phrase "Even mortals can rival celestial beings" ignited a flame in the hearts of countless people struggling at the bottom of society and with no hope of achieving immortality.

……

Outside Nanyang County, inside a dilapidated mountain god temple.

Ji Beichuan carefully crushed the last herb and applied it to Zhang Xianghua's bloodied and mangled back.

Zhang Xianghua grimaced in pain, his forehead covered in cold sweat, but he was still cursing: "Damn it... that Blood Bird Man, he really went all out... Lao Ji, go easy on him... you're going to break my bones!"

"Shut up!" Ji Beichuan said irritably, but his movements became even lighter. "If you hadn't tried to hit someone with a rock at the last minute, would you have gotten a layer of skin scraped off by that bloody light?"

"Hey, I was just trying to buy you some time since you were about to die." Zhang Xianghua grinned, which aggravated his wound, causing him to gasp again.

Although the two were arguing, their eyes both held a hint of relief at surviving a disaster and an undisguised pride.

Foundation Establishment Stage!

That's a legendary land immortal who can fly and has a lifespan of two hundred years!

These two mortals actually survived the attack of a Foundation Establishment cultivator! Although the process was arduous and they were severely injured, they did it!
"Old Zhang, do you think... if the sect leader finds out we demolished Yingxian Tower, will he scold us?" Ji Beichuan asked with some worry, lying on the haystack.

"Scolding?" Zhang Xianghua snorted, but a smile appeared on his face. "The sect leader is a man of great wisdom and foresight. He probably anticipated this would happen."

He sent us to make a name for ourselves, and now, our fame has probably spread throughout the entire southern part of Qingzhou.

He paused, his eyes becoming incredibly resolute: "Although this time was dangerous, we didn't disgrace the Sect Master! We didn't disgrace the Tianyan Sect!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xianghua nodded heavily, his eyes gleaming.

The two remained silent for a moment, and then voices gradually came from outside the temple. They immediately became alert and gripped the weapons beside them.

However, the one who came in was just an ordinary peddler carrying a load of goods.

The peddler was startled when he saw the two men covered in blood in the temple, but he mustered his courage, took out an oil paper package from his pocket, placed it at the temple entrance, and ran away without looking back.

Ji Beichuan stepped forward with a puzzled look, opened the oil paper package, and inside were two steaming hot meat buns and a note.

The note contained only one line of crooked, illegible handwriting:
"Heroes of the Tianyan Sect, thank you for your chivalrous deeds. This is a small token of my appreciation. Eat up, it will give you strength to help us beat up a few more beasts."

Ji Beichuan and Zhang Xianghua stared in disbelief at the two meat buns.

They looked at each other and saw something unprecedented, burning hot, in each other's eyes.

(End of this chapter)