Clan Cultivation: Starting from Foundation Establishment on Mount Luoxia

The light of the mountain-protecting formation dimmed completely.

Chi Xiao's expression changed drastically: "How is this possible! Where is that old bastard Rong Yue?!"

Before he finished speaking, a ray of light descended from the sky and landed in the center of the battlefield.

Li Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his body adorned with the three treasures of the Flowing Clouds Pearl, the Cloud-Covered Robe, and the Cloud-Treading Shoes, all shining brightly. Behind him, the Flowing Clouds Silk transformed into a curtain of rosy clouds that slowly unfurled.

In his hand, he held a grotesque head encased in lava.

The head of the molten mountain.

"Raigetsu is dead."

His voice was calm and clear, reaching everyone's ears, "The mountain-protecting formation has been broken. Gentlemen, do you still wish to fight?"

Chi Xiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face turned deathly pale.

For the first time, a clear sense of fear surfaced in Chi Lian's cloudy old eyes.

Bai Chuan and the other two exchanged a glance and moved simultaneously.

Bai Chuan raised his hand, and the azure water transformed into towering waves, sealing off Chi Xiao's retreat.

Han Che pointed his fingers together, and the icy cold air condensed into a hundred-foot-long ice wall, blocking all possibilities of escape.

Mu Ye took a step forward, and the earthen-yellow light transformed into a giant hand, grabbing towards Chi Xiao's feet from the ground.

Li Xiaoyao did not stand by.

The flowing ribbons behind him suddenly unfurled, transforming into a curtain of rosy light that blotted out the sky, enveloping the entire battlefield.

A fourth-grade superior spiritual weapon, activated at full power.

The oppressive aura made it almost impossible for Chi Xiao and Chi Lian to breathe.

Four figures attacked simultaneously.

The glow of the new method, the waves of water, the ice, and the earth and stones—four rays of light from the new method simultaneously fell upon the two old method Purple Mansions.

boom--!!!

Chixiao screamed in agony, while Chilian remained silent.

The two Purple Mansions, under the siege of the four, could not withstand more than ten breaths before turning into two shattered clouds of blood mist.

The two fist-sized fragments of the Purple Mansion Cave Heaven, along with their storage magic items and natal spiritual artifacts, were collected by Bai Chuan with a wave of his hand—these were spoils of war, to be distributed later.

……

The smoke of battle has cleared.

Four figures stood side by side atop the main peak of the Burning Heaven Sect, looking down at the massive sect that had just changed hands.

Master Baichuan's body shimmered with water, and although his face was pale, his eyes held an uncontainable joy.

Master Han Che maintained his cold expression, but the corners of his mouth seemed to turn up slightly.

Master Muye grinned and slapped Li Xiaoyao on the shoulder: "Fellow Daoist Shangyuan, well done!"

"That old monster Rongyue is dead, and Chixiao Chilian is dead too. This realm belongs to us!"

Li Xiaoyao smiled slightly and remained silent.

He looked down at the crimson chains of law that were still wrapped around his body.

The suppression of Heaven's will remains.

However, he could sense that with the fall of the three native Purple Mansions, the strength of the chains had noticeably weakened.

In time, as the Heavenly Dao of this realm gradually adapts to their existence, these chains will dissipate on their own.

He looked up and gazed outside the hall.

There, Li Chijing was leading the Li family cultivators to count the spoils of war, Li Tongya was surveying the direction of the spiritual veins, and Scar Wolf was leading the sword cultivators to inspect the various halls.

A team of over a thousand people carried out their work in an orderly manner on this newly conquered land.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the three companions beside him.

Fellow Daoists

"This world belongs to us."

Bai Chuan smiled and nodded.

Han Che nodded slightly.

Makino burst into laughter.

Four pairs of eyes simultaneously fell upon the vast, boundless crimson earth.

Extraterrestrial demons? No.

They were the pioneers of the new law.

They were gravediggers from the old legal era.

They are the group of people standing at the forefront of this era of dramatic change.

As the smoke cleared, four figures stood side by side atop the main peak of the Burning Heaven Sect.

Master Baichuan let out a long sigh, and the azure water light around him slowly receded.

The crimson chains of law that were wrapped around it were still there, but they had dimmed by three-tenths compared to when it first appeared.

He raised his hand, and three crimson orbs enveloped in watery light appeared in his palm—these were fragments of the Purple Mansion Cave Heaven left behind after the fall of Chi Xiao, Chi Lian, and Rong Yue, as well as their storage magic artifacts and natal spirit artifacts.

"Fellow Daoists, the spoils of war are here."

Bai Chuan looked at the three of them and said, "As previously agreed, we will first count the items and then distribute them. If there are any urgently needed items, they will be given priority for exchange."

Master Han Che nodded slightly, his gaze falling on the three orbs of light, a barely perceptible eagerness flashing in his eyes.

The relics of Purple Mansion cultivators, especially those from ancient Purple Mansions that have lived for over a thousand years, are far more valuable than those of ordinary people.

Makino Jinshin grinned and rubbed his hands together: "Hurry up and count them, I can't wait any longer."

Li Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, without saying a word.

The rosy glow around him continued to flow, and the three artifacts, the [Flowing Scenery] Pearl, the [Dwelling Clouds Robe], and the [Treading Clouds Shoes], had already been absorbed into his body.

Only the fourth-grade high-quality flowing rosy silk was still quietly floating behind him, like a curtain of rosy clouds hanging from the sky, not yet completely retracted.

In this battle, he contributed the most, killing Rongyue and returning to the main peak in time to join forces with the three to kill Chixiao and Chilian.

The power of the Flowing Cloud Silk also caught the attention of the three fellow cultivators—a fourth-grade high-quality spiritual weapon, in the hands of these early-stage Purple Mansion cultivators, was a trump card.

Without further ado, Bai Chuan raised his hand and waved it, causing three balls of light to explode simultaneously.

Various objects, materials, and spirit stones fell like raindrops, but were steadily held up by his watery light, suspending in mid-air. There were hundreds of them in total.

Most eye-catching were three fist-sized orbs of light emitting a faint purple hue—fragments of the Purple Mansion Cave.

This is the essence remaining from the original source of a cultivator's cave after their death. It can be used to refine cave-heaven type magic treasures, comprehend spatial laws, or directly refine and nourish one's own cave-heaven. Its value is immeasurable.

Secondly, there are three natal spiritual artifacts crafted using ancient methods:

One of them is the Crimson Blaze Banner, which is entirely crimson and embroidered with blazing flame runes. Its grade is approximately mid-grade of the third rank, which is extremely compatible with the Blaze Dao lineage.

One is a Crimson True Fire Pearl, the size of a fist, dark red in color, with an eternal flame burning inside. It is a top-grade third-tier spiritual artifact of the True Fire Dao lineage.

One is the Lava Axe of the Molten Mountain, which is huge and heavy, with solidified magma still remaining on the blade. It is a third-tier high-grade axe and is exclusively for use by the Fire Dao lineage.

In addition, there were a large number of third- and second-tier refining materials, spiritual herbs and pills, spirit stones and talismans, as well as several scrolls of cultivation manuals recorded on animal hides—all of which were the inheritance of the old methods of this world.

After Bai Chuan finished a rough count, he looked at the three people and said, "Fellow Daoists, as previously agreed, the four of us will share the spoils equally."

However, since Rongyue was killed by Fellow Daoist Shangyuan alone, his cave fragments and natal spiritual weapon should have priority.

Does anyone have any objections?

Han Che shook his head.

Mu Ye waved his hand: "No objection. Fellow Daoist Shangyuan contributed the most, it's only right."

Li Xiaoyao didn't stand on ceremony, stepped forward, and raised his hand to strike.

The fragment of the Purple Mansion Cave Heaven that Rongyue was in response flew over and landed in his palm.

He also collected the lava axe and the third-grade high-quality materials.

"I'll take these three."

He looked at the three men and said, "The rest, my share, will be deducted from the subsequent calculations."

Baichuan nodded and continued distributing the goods.

Han Che took the Crimson Flame Pearl—although he cultivated cold qi, the True Flame Pearl, a top-grade third-tier spiritual artifact, was extremely valuable; he could exchange it for merit or other necessities when he returned to the Immortal Sect.

Mu Ye took Chi Xiao's Fire Banner and grinned, "I don't need this thing, but there's a junior in the sect who cultivates fire and is in need of a suitable spiritual weapon. I'll take it back as a gift."

Bai Chuan then collected the miscellaneous items besides the fragments of Rong Yue's cave, as well as three volumes of cultivation manuals.

He was the one who initiated this trip and was responsible for the aftermath, so it was reasonable for him to take some extra miscellaneous items as compensation.

Of the three fragments of the Purple Mansion Cave Heaven, Li Xiaoyao took one, leaving two fragments remaining.