Cultivating a family of immortals

"Father...where are you!"

Xu Jingheng ran quickly through the forest and finally arrived at the location that Xu Changle had given him earlier.

However, all he saw were the corpses of spirit beasts scattered on the ground, and nothing else.

He was extremely anxious, but then he heard footsteps behind him. Turning around, he saw Xuan Shuofeng and his group of Xuan Yuan Sect disciples running towards him.

Xuan Shuofeng stared at the corpses of spirit beasts scattered on the ground, his eyes tightly furrowed.

"This is... a tactic of the Sword Void Sect... Could it be that Patriarch Xu has encountered them?"

Xu Jingheng looked anxious and was about to speak when the communication jade talisman lit up.

He picked it up and saw Xu Changle's message, and was immediately furious.

"Jingheng, this is...?"

"Father sent a message saying that he had a brief encounter with disciples of the Sword Void Sect, and they attacked him. Father fled north."

Xuan Shuofeng's heart skipped a beat. "The Sword Void Sect disciples attacked Patriarch Xu? We need to hurry over there. Jiang Shuying... he's no pushover, and Patriarch Xu isn't one to be trifled with either. The two of them are actually fighting..."

After saying that, everyone used the [Lightness Technique] to head towards the location given by Xu Changle.

Along the way, Xu Jingheng looked extremely anxious, and seeing that his breathing was becoming increasingly erratic, Xuan Yunshu quickly comforted him:

"Junior brother, don't panic. Patriarch Xu will be fine. If you get anxious, what will you do when you encounter the disciples of the Sword Void Sect?"

Hearing the words of comfort, Xu Jingheng smiled bitterly to himself, but still nodded and secretly adjusted his breathing.

As they crossed the mountain, passed a large lake, and arrived at another mountain, they sensed cultivators searching for something not far ahead.

Xu Jingheng glared and leaped over first.

The others quickly followed.

Seeing this, Xuan Shuofeng sighed inwardly. It seemed that he would have to fight with the disciples of the Sword Void Sect today.

After a while, the group arrived at the woods ahead and indeed encountered Jiang Shuying and her disciples.

Jiang Shuying, the leader, hovered in the air with a gloomy face, using sword techniques to continuously destroy the surrounding forest while searching for Xu Changle's figure.

At this moment, he noticed someone approaching. He lowered his eyes and saw a young man who looked somewhat similar to the previous person walking towards him.

Xu Jingheng recognized the man and shouted, "Where is my father! Sword Void Sect... You're called Jiang Shuying, right?"

Having said that, Xu Jingheng hovered in the air, holding a sharp sword, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

Xuan Shuofeng and the others followed at this moment.

Jiang Shuying looked at everyone, her brows furrowing. She carefully examined Xu Jingheng before speaking:

"Is that old bastard your father?"

"What did you say?"

Xu Jingheng was furious. His face turned bright red, and he swung his sword to strike.

Xuan Shuofeng leaped forward to block him, shook his head at Xu Jingheng, and then turned to Jiang Shuying, saying:

"Fifty years have passed, and you're still as hot-tempered as ever. Is your Sword Void Sect really going to war with my Profound Origin Sect?"

Jiang Shuying snorted coldly, "So what if war breaks out? My Sword Void Sect is not afraid of your Xuan Yuan Sect!"

"Hmph, since your Sword Void Sect insists on this, then my Profound Origin Sect will accept it. But first, let me ask you, when you attacked that person earlier, was that person injured?"

Xuan Shuofeng asked coldly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shuying burst into laughter, and his disciples beside him also looked at Xuan Shuofeng with mockery.

"What? Are you doubting the power of my Sword Void Sect's sword? Let me tell you the truth, that old bastard lied to me, and was only injured by a single sword aura from me. If he had told the truth and handed over the [Primordial Soul-Gathering Mushroom] that he had stolen from my Sword Void Sect, why would I have attacked him!"

Jiang Shuying spoke calmly, but kept calling him an old bastard, her words full of provocation.

Xu Jingheng stood behind Xuan Shuofeng, the veins on his forehead already bulging.

Xuan Shuofeng shook his head, then a ruthless glint appeared in his eyes as he said:

"Since that's the case, then there's nothing more to say. Jingheng, I'll teach this man a lesson for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Shuofeng formed a hand seal, and a powerful gale suddenly rose around him. The gale became thicker and thicker, gradually transforming into streaks of sword energy.

"What a fine sword technique of using wind to transform into a sword! But how dare you draw your sword against me?" Jiang Shuying was also furious and was about to attack with both swords in hand.

But at that moment, Xu Jingheng stepped forward, shook his head at Xuan Shuofeng, and said, "Senior brother, leave this man to me... I will kill him today!"

Xuan Shuofeng paused, about to dissuade him, but seeing Xu Jingheng's resolute attitude, he didn't say anything more and could only say:

"Go, don't worry about others..."

After saying that, he beckoned to his fellow disciples and flew towards the other disciples.

Suddenly, the forest was filled with fleeting glimpses of light and shadow.

Jiang Shuying stood in the void, holding a long sword. The spiritual energy on the sword was like clouds and mist. She turned her head and looked at Xuan Shuofeng with a cold smile, saying:

"Haha, Xuan Shuofeng, if you want to kill your junior brother, why resort to using someone else to do it?"

Xuan Shuofeng was fighting with another disciple of the Sword Void Sect, but upon hearing this, he ignored it.

My own junior brother... is not that simple.

After Jiang Shuying finished speaking, she ignored Xuan Shuofeng and turned to look at Xu Jingheng, coldly saying:

"A mere Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator, do you really dare to attack me? Even if I kill that old bastard right in front of you, what can you do about it? In the cultivation world, revenge isn't something you can achieve through mere brute force. With your level of cultivation..."

He stopped speaking before he could finish.

At this moment, Jiang Shuying's pupils widened significantly, and she murmured in utter disbelief, "It's actually a Heavenly Spiritual Root... This Daoist technique..."

Xu Jingheng had already bitten his finger, which was stained with a trace of blood essence. All his spiritual power surged into his hand, gradually transforming into a giant dragon formed from water.

The dragon's scales were clearly visible, and its eyes seemed to be alive as it stared intently at Jiang Shuying.

At the same time, Xu Jingheng took out a talisman from his pocket and slapped it onto himself.

"[Explosive Yuan Talisman]...So that's how it is. This is your reliance?"

Jiang Shuying was starting to regret it.

Unexpectedly, that old bastard, a mere cultivator with four spiritual roots, actually gave birth to a child with a heavenly spiritual root.

A Heavenly Spiritual Root... is the rarest disciple in every sect. In other words, this person must be the apple of the eye of the Xuan Yuan Sect. It is only natural that the Xuan Yuan Sect bestowed upon him the [Exploding Yuan Talisman].

Jiang Shuying had previously assumed that the father and son were just ordinary disciples of the Xuan Yuan Sect, which was why she had looked down on them.

Even if we kill a few Xuan Yuan Sect disciples today, what can the Xuan Yuan Sect do?

Why would I come to the Sword Void Sect to seek justice for these nobody?

Unexpectedly, this young man turned out to be a precious disciple of the Xuan Yuan Sect...

Thinking of this, Jiang Shuying sighed. Since things had come to this, she had no choice but to do her best.

After thinking it over, he held the sword in one hand and made a hand seal with the other, channeling all his spiritual power into the sword.

"Then let me see what a cultivator with a Heavenly Spiritual Root is capable of!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he bent down and charged down with his sword.