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The four looked up and saw a sharp sword light descending.

In the blink of an eye, three heads fell to the ground, their eyes wide open, seemingly in disbelief.

Chen Qingmo even used his mid-grade magic weapon, a longsword, hoping to kill with a single blow.

He didn't know if these four people had any hidden cards up their sleeves, and if they joined forces, he might not be able to defeat them.

The fact that these people are acting this way suggests they have something to hide. The elders have instructed that the matter of the spirit field must not be revealed for the time being.

Of the several families in Xiyun, only the Chen family's spiritual field has recovered. If this is discovered, it will only cause more trouble.

However, as long as the clan leader returns, the clan will have nothing to fear.

Chen Qingmo vaguely heard the group discussing the Wu family's instructions, and immediately felt a surge of murderous intent.

Although he hated it, he left one person behind to take back to the clan for interrogation.

The remaining man was terrified and had already fainted, a yellow liquid with a foul smell flowing out.

Chen Qingmo frowned slightly and used the Lesser Cloud Rain Technique to wash the person clean.

He then slightly shook the sword, and blood slid off its blade to the ground, the sword gleaming coldly.

Chen Qingmo held his longsword horizontally in front of him and muttered to himself:

"You are my first magical longsword, but the steward didn't give you a name back then. I'll name you Silver Edge, Silver Edge Sword."

After putting the Silver Edge Sword into his storage bag, Chen Qingmo took out a black cloth bag and a thick hemp rope.

He had observed the clothing of the group beforehand, and it was somewhat different from that of the Wu family.

After searching the four people, Chen Qingmo found a token with the character "Wu" engraved on it, finally confirming their identities.

After all, it was his first time killing someone, and the pungent smell of blood made his stomach churn.

Barely suppressing his discomfort, he assembled the three heads and then tied the four of them together with hemp rope.

After burning the bloodstains on the ground and cleaning up the bodies, Chen Qingmo dragged them back into the clan.

Along the way, some of the tribespeople who were traveling saw him in this state and were extremely shocked.

They usually hunt monsters, but have never fought to the death with cultivators.

Chen Qingmo did not explain, but simply stopped at the mountain gate to wait. At this time, the Second Elder Chen Kaisong was patrolling near Tai Xuan Mountain.

Sure enough, Chen Kaisong returned shortly after. When he saw Chen Qingmo step forward, dragging four people behind him, he looked on with suspicion.

"Second Elder, these four people are related to the Wu family. I was worried that I was no match for them, so I killed three of them and left only one alive."

Chen Qingmo explained, handing over the token and the black bag.

After carefully examining the token, Chen Kaisong spoke:

"It is indeed the Wu family token. Qingmo, well done."

He patted Chen Qingmo on the shoulder, opened the black bag and glanced inside, then gave instructions to the surrounding guards.

"Destroy these bodies, and remember not to leave any trace."

After making the arrangements, Chen Kaisong asked Chen Qingmo to take the only survivor with him to the Hall of Law Enforcement.

After explaining the whole story in the Hall of Enforcement, the Second Elder and the Fifth Elder fell into deep thought.

"Does the Wu family really intend to be our enemy, just because Mingzheng hasn't returned? The Wu family only has one person at the ninth level of Qi Refining; where do they get the guts!"

Chen Kaisong's eyes were icy cold. He hadn't even settled accounts with the Wu family for the Silver Wolf incident, yet they dared to invade again.

"It's not necessarily just because of Mingzheng. The Wu family has already become enemies with our clan over the Silver Wolf incident. With the Yuanjian Sect about to collect offerings, they may want to seize our clan's spiritual fields to pay their dues."

These people are probably being used as spies; after all, if we were to capture them at the mid-stage of Qi Refining, their family would be in serious trouble.

Chen Kaixiang speculated that the Qi Refining families in Xiyun all made a living by cultivating spiritual fields, and their situations were all similar.

Merging with one of the other families could indeed solve the immediate crisis, but no one has the strength to do so. The strongest individuals in each family are all at the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining, so the difference in their abilities isn't that significant.

But now that their clan's spiritual fields have been revived, it's inevitable that they've attracted envy.

If the Wu family finds out, they might instigate several families to join forces against the Chen family.

"Then we must focus on guarding the spirit fields these days, until the Yuanjian Sect sends someone."

For over two hundred years, no family has dared to covet the spirit fields. If the Wu family sets this precedent, Xiyun Town will never have peace.

Chen Kaisong paused, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"I almost forgot about the Wu family member. Let me interrogate him a bit, hehe!"

By the end, his laughter had become somewhat eerie.

The next few days were relatively peaceful for Chen Qingmo.

Lingtian was further reinforced with the presence of Chen Mingyi, Chen Qingyang, and others, who took turns guarding the area day and night.

At first, some strangers tried to watch from a distance, but when they saw the menacing group, they didn't dare to approach.

Meanwhile, fifty miles away from the Chen family, inside the Wu family compound, an old man with a flushed face was angrily berating the few people in front of him with their heads bowed. This man was Wu Fusheng, the head of the Wu family.

"Are you all useless?! You can't even find out the situation at that spirit field. Feeding you the family's resources is worse than feeding dogs!"

When Wu Fusheng sent out the first wave of spies, he thought it wouldn't be difficult, but he never expected that the four men would not return for a day and a night.

Several more people were sent out afterward, but the Chen family had already strengthened their defenses, and no one was allowed to approach the area around the spirit field.

"Get yourselves to the mines and start mining. You're not allowed to leave for a month."

After scolding the others away, Wu Fusheng went to a secret room inside the house and respectfully fawned over a man in black before him:

"My clan's disciples are disappointing, Your Excellency. I am grateful that Your Excellency helped my Wu family find a mineral vein, otherwise I would not have been able to share your burden."

The man in black wore a wolf mask and his voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Our sect has had conflicts with the Yuanjian Sect for many years, so we are naturally aware of the situation of their families."

"Having observed your Wu family in Xiyun Town for some time, I have come to greatly admire you. You possess the style of my clan, which is why I chose you."

The man in black took out a wooden box and handed it to Wu Fusheng.

"This pill can help you temporarily break through to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. Since your clan has a grudge against the Chen family, you should start by settling scores with them."

If the Chen family puts up a stubborn resistance, don't hesitate, take them down immediately. Perform well; you might just be able to defeat a Foundation Establishment cultivator!

"Thank you, Your Excellency. I will certainly not disappoint you."

Overjoyed, Wu Fusheng bowed to the man in black and then left the secret room.

……

For the past two weeks, Chen Qingmo has lived a very regular life.

Aside from his regular cultivation, he spent most of his time patrolling the vicinity of the spirit fields.

At this time, the spiritual rice in the field, nourished by the third-grade spirit-gathering array, was almost ripe.

This spiritual rice ripens once a year and is a variety carefully cultivated by the spiritual plant masters within the Yuanjian Sect. Once mature, it contains abundant spiritual energy.

It was winter, and Chen Qingmo, dressed in a gray-blue Taoist robe, looked into the distance with some boredom.

The spirit rice harvest is imminent, and the Wu family hasn't sent anyone over for a long time. He sighed, feeling that life seemed to have returned to how it used to be.

At midnight, Chen Qingmo glanced at the divination chart as usual, but the small red characters kept him from falling asleep.

The divination result has been updated.

[Today's Divination - Ominous]: You and your clansmen went to the market in Xiyun Town. While buying things, you got into a conflict with a group of rogue cultivators. They left after hearing the name of the Chen family. On your return journey, they secretly followed you. One of them, a Qi Refining Level 7 cultivator, stole your storage bag, severely injured you, and then fled.

Chen Qingmo felt uneasy; he hadn't seen this ominous divination in a long time.

A rogue cultivator in the market? When did a rogue cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining appear in Xiyun Town?

Since the major families settled down, the rogue cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining in the town either joined the major families or went to other places to seek opportunities.

Chen Minglu, the eleventh uncle of the clan, was originally a rogue cultivator. He broke through to the late stage of Qi Refining in his fifties, then joined the Chen clan, and entered Tai Xuan Mountain a year later.

Although he was the eleventh child, he was older than Chen Mingyi and the others. However, there were already ten uncles and elders in the clan, so it was not appropriate to add another one.

However, since they were of equal age, they didn't care about how they were addressed.

After thinking for a while, Chen Qingmo came up with a solution, but he was wide awake and simply started cultivating.