Cultivating a family of immortals

After Zheng Linyuan led his men into the village, they indeed found no one in the village. He immediately concluded that they had all gone to the Xu family and rushed there with his men.

However, at that moment, a soft shout rang out:

"You traitors of the Zheng family, have you come here to die today?"

Everyone was shocked, but then they saw several people emerge from a bend in the alley. The one in the lead was Xu Wanghe, the head of the Xu family, who looked at everyone with a smile.

Then, dozens of teenagers emerged from all over the streets and alleys, dressed in the style of the Xu family.

Behind them, in a street alley, countless local militiamen rushed out with weapons and surrounded the hundreds of Zheng family members in an instant.

"Xu Wanghe! You're still alive!" Zheng Linyuan was furious. He realized he had fallen into a trap.

Zheng Shutong, standing to the side, said in a low voice with a grave expression, "Brother, perhaps we should retreat for now!"

As Zheng Linyuan pondered the matter, the three reinforcements from the Chaoyang Sect spoke up:

"Since they're already here, let's kill them. The Xu family only has these teenagers who are merely at the Nascent Soul stage. Their patriarch and the other village soldiers are just mortals. We have five Qi Refining cultivators; what do we have to fear from them?"

Another voice said, "If we retreat now, such a golden opportunity will come in a decade or two, and once his disciples have achieved mastery of their cultivation, the Xu family will be unable to control even our Chaoyang Sect!"

Zheng Linyuan hesitated and said:

"Immortal Master, your Chaoyang Sect has never had any dealings with the Xu family, they..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sword whistle rang out. Zheng Linyuan immediately realized something was wrong and was about to turn around to avoid it when a giant dragon formed from water descended from the sky and landed in front of him in an instant!

The dragon was formed entirely of water, incredibly lifelike, and moved so fast that no one could react in time.

The dragon opened its mouth wide and instantly bit Zheng Linyuan, while its four claws bound his limbs, making him unable to move at all.

The sword's cry, which had been heard from afar, arrived almost simultaneously with the water dragon in the blink of an eye.

With a soft "pfft".

A long sword pierced through Zheng Linyuan's chest.

He stared blankly down at the scene, somewhat puzzled.

Zheng Shutong was the first to react. She immediately bit her finger, used her blood essence to form a Daoist incantation, and cast it on Zheng Linyuan to protect his heart meridian.

Even so, Zheng Linyuan's cultivation level will probably be destroyed today.

"Who is it!" Zheng Shutong roared, his eyes wide with fury.

A cheerful voice came from the roof on the right.

Everyone looked over and saw Xu Jingheng standing next to Fang Shouzhuo, his hands forming a Daoist incantation.

Xu Jingheng sighed and said, "If my senior brother were to cast this Water Dragon Binding Technique, it could transform into a nine-headed giant dragon, binding everyone present. Then, Senior Brother Fang could strike and kill them all. How swift and efficient that would be!"

Fang Shouzhuo made a hand seal, and the longsword that had pierced Zheng Linyuan flew back, but his voice was solemn as he said:

"A swift and decisive victory!"

"good!"

The two ambushed and almost instantly killed Zheng Linyuan. The remaining four cultivators stood together, defending against the two's attack.

"That saves us trouble!"

Xu Jingheng laughed loudly, held his sword in both hands, and took the lead in flying away.

Fang Shouzhou shouted, "Xu family disciples, attack! While ensuring your own safety, do your utmost to kill the enemy. No one on our side is allowed to die in this battle!"

Zheng Shutong laughed in anger, thinking to himself, "Are you using us as training stones for your disciples?"

The Chaoyang Sect disciple immediately shouted:

"You and I will defend against these two's attacks. The remaining two junior brothers, quickly go and kill all these disciples at the first and second levels of the Nascent Soul stage. As for the mortals, leave them to your Zheng family soldiers!"

Immediately, the Zheng family members scattered and fought with the surrounding local militia.

The young men and women, though tense, mostly showed no fear. They cast spells, transforming their attacks into fireballs or lightning bolts, and dozens of attacks landed before the Qi Refining cultivator, proving extremely difficult to deal with.

Zheng Shutong then handed the severely wounded Zheng Linyuan over to a local soldier from the Zheng family, and turned to draw his sword to fight, when he heard Zheng Linyuan shout in terror:

"Run!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zheng Shutong felt a spiritual energy lock onto him, originating from the top of his head.

He looked up and saw a giant dragon, exactly the same as the one from before, descending from the sky. This spiritual energy was emitted by the dragon. In a short while, the dragon landed on the ground and bound Zheng Shutong tightly!

"I forgot to tell you, although I'm not as powerful as my senior brother, I can still condense two [Water Dragon Binding Techniques] at once!"

The words had barely reached Zheng Shutong's ears when he saw two long swords attacking him from the left and right.

This move had already been used once. Although Xu Jingheng misled everyone's judgment with his words, making them unaware that there was a second water dragon, Zheng Shutong was already prepared for battle. At this moment, she actually fused her spiritual energy into the tip of her sword, opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood essence, and was about to swing her sword to block the attack.

But just then, a silly laugh rang out.

"The Zheng family, Zheng Linyuan... what a sage!"

A sound like a watermelon splitting open echoed between the two brothers.

Zheng Shutong turned around in despair, only to see his elder brother being slashed on the head by an old man with a knife. His entire skull was shattered, and his face was completely disfigured.

"you……"

The old man was none other than Sun Erzhu.

His eyes were red, and he completely ignored Zheng Shutong standing in front of him. Instead, he raised his sickle and slashed at Zheng Linyuan again and again. In his mind, he recalled the scene of Xu Jinglei being stabbed to death by this man. Tears streamed down his face as he thought, "Jinglei, I will avenge you!"

The last image in Zheng Linyuan's mind was of the water dragon binding Zheng Shutong. Then everything went black, and he heard a murmur in his ear. Then his mind went black again, and he knew that he was going to die here today!

"The Zheng family has occupied one side of Qingping Mountain for hundreds of years, producing at least dozens of cultivators. Yet, in the end, they all perished here, fighting for the Chaoyang Sect. Now, even I have died here. My brother is bound by those insidious methods and will likely not escape death either. The Zheng family is now extinct. What a cruel cycle of fate! Wang family, we, the Zheng family, have come to join you!"

Once the thought crossed his mind, Zheng Linyuan had no chance of survival.

The sickle was still chopping.

Zheng Shutong wanted to kill the old man with a single sword strike, but he couldn't even protect himself. In the blink of an eye, the two swords were already in front of him, piercing his chest from both sides. The sword spines met and crossed in a cross shape in his chest and abdomen, like a grill for roasting meat in a market.

"Big brother..." Zheng Shutong's eyes were bloodshot as he used all his spiritual power to protect his heart meridian. However, his cultivation level was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, while Xu Jingheng and Fang Shouzhuo were at the sixth level, so the difference was not significant. Moreover, Xu Jingheng had a Heavenly Spiritual Root, so Zheng Shutong had no way to recover.

Sure enough, he watched as the two men simultaneously drew their swords, piercing through his chest and abdomen, then lifting him up and splitting him into four pieces.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Erzhu's sickle came, not to chop, but to smash, and it smashed hard into Zheng Shutong's face, who had already been beheaded.

"How could this be... Brother..."

The thought had barely formed when the two Zheng brothers perished together.

The battle nearby continued. The village soldier protecting Zheng Linyuan was already terrified. He had tried to stop Sun Erzhu when he rushed up and started slashing at Zheng Linyuan like a madman, but Sun Erzhu glared at him with eyes that seemed to possess the power of a cultivator, causing him to pause for a moment. When he came to his senses, his young master had already been killed.

When he came to his senses, he was beheaded by that blood-stained scythe.