The Confucian and Taoist Sages of Mortal Cultivation

Chapter 147 Reencounter with Sect Leader Wang and His Wife

As dusk fell, the setting sun cast a blood-red glow on the beach of an unnamed, deserted island.

Hundreds of cultivators dressed in black robes, their heads and tails concealed, were surrounding the two cultivators in purple robes.

The cultivation levels of this group of black-robed cultivators ranged from Foundation Establishment to Core Formation, and each of them exuded a chilling killing intent.

The purple-robed cultivators, surrounded and in dire straits, were none other than Wang Heng, the sect leader of the Miaoyin Sect, and his Daoist partner Zhou Yuan.

At this moment, Wang Heng sat cross-legged on the ground, holding an ancient jade flute in his hand, staring intently at the numerous black-clad cultivators with angry eyes.

But a careful look at Wang Heng reveals that he is outwardly strong but inwardly weak.

Because of the continuous bleeding from his lower abdomen, his vital energy had weakened to a minimum, indicating that his golden core had been shattered and he was critically injured and on the verge of death.

Zhou Yuan, holding an antique pipa, frowned deeply, her expression solemn, and stayed by Wang Heng's side, never leaving his side.

The surrounding beach was littered with the corpses of dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Myriad Sounds Sect.

The entire beach was already stained red with blood.

"Tsk tsk, what a loving couple."

"Even at this point, Fairy Zhou Yuan is still unwilling to abandon her Daoist partner and flee for her life alone. I am truly moved."

Just then, a tall, thin cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation stepped out from among the black-robed men.

This person was also hidden under a black robe, making it impossible to discern their identity.

However, the two black-robed men behind him, one a late-stage Core Formation cultivator and the other a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, acted like guards, protecting the tall, thin cultivator.

Therefore, it is clear that this tall, thin cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation is the leader.

Zhou Yuan, her face as cold as frost, cradled her pipa and said to the tall, thin cultivator, "Our Miaoyin Sect has no past grievances with you, nor any recent grudges. You have already stolen the goods, why continue to press us so hard?"

Upon hearing this, the tall, thin cultivator scoffed, "Your Wonderful Sound Sect is nothing more than a third-rate force, not even worthy of my attention."

"I have come to you this time only to use you as bait to lure out a big fish from the Heavenly Mist Sea."

Zhou Yuan was completely confused, but she could tell that the other party would never let her go, so her face turned ugly and she hugged the pipa in her arms tightly.

The tall, thin cultivator leered at Zhou Yuan, making no attempt to conceal his lecherous gaze, and said mockingly, "Cultivators in the Chaotic Star Sea often say that the most beautiful woman in the Chaotic Star Sea is Fairy Zi Ling."

"But after seeing Fairy Zhou's true face today, I have a new opinion."

"In my opinion, only a charming young woman like Fairy Zhou can be called the number one beauty in the Chaotic Star Sea."

Upon hearing this, the group of black-robed cultivators chuckled.

Hearing the other party's rude words, Zhou Yuan felt a mixture of shame and indignation. She gritted her teeth and glared angrily.

Meanwhile, Wang Heng, seeing his Daoist partner being harassed by a group of evil cultivators, was also enraged, which aggravated his injuries. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his breath became weak and feeble.

Seeing that Wang Heng was already at his limit, the tall, thin man in black robes became even more unscrupulous and said to Zhou Yuan, "I have heard that Fairy Zhou's 'Lingxi Maiden Skill' is a top-notch dual cultivation technique in the Chaotic Star Sea. It can even deplete one's own cultivation to help one's Daoist partner break through the Nascent Soul bottleneck."

"With such poor aptitude as Sect Master Wang, the fact that he was able to cultivate to the mid-stage of Core Formation must be thanks to Fairy Zhou."

"Judging from Master Wang's appearance, I'm afraid he's not fortunate enough to enjoy it."

"Why don't you grant me this favor before you pass away, Fairy Zhou?"

"I dare not aspire to become a Nascent Soul Ancestor. I will be content as long as I can break through to the mid-stage of Core Formation."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuan was filled with rage. She stamped her embroidered foot and gritted her teeth as she retorted, "You thief, how dare you do this?"

"My husband and I have friends all over the Chaotic Star Sea. Aren't you afraid of retaliation in the future?"

The tall, thin cultivator, however, didn't take it to heart and scoffed, "Haha, the cultivators your Wonderful Sound Sect associates with are nothing but a bunch of rogue cultivators."

"They're all low-class trash, not even worthy of carrying Wu's shoes."

"I, Wu, alone can sweep them all away and remain invincible!"

The group of men in black robes were completely unconcerned about Zhou Yuan's threats, and even burst into laughter.

But just then, a loud voice came from the horizon.

"Oh? Low-class stuff? What a big mouth you have."

"In front of Yang, who dares to claim invincibility? Who dares to boast of being undefeated?"

Upon hearing such an unfamiliar voice, the group of men in black robes all looked surprised and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

The Wang family head and his wife recognized the voice and were overjoyed, secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

The next moment, a snow-white dragon sped down from the horizon.

Seven cultivators were still standing on the top of the dragon's head.

"Huh? He can ride a level six ink dragon?" The tall, thin cultivator looked solemn and was quite surprised. He asked in astonishment, "When did such a person appear in the Chaotic Star Sea?"

The group of men in black robes couldn't figure out who the newcomer was, so they didn't try to stop him.

At the same time, the black dragon descended from the sky and landed on the beach.

Yang Qingyuan, Xue Chanzi, Zi Lingxianzi and their group leaped off the top of the black dragon's head and came to Wang Heng and Zhou Yuan's side.

Wang Heng and Zhou Yuan felt relieved to see that four Core Formation cultivators had come to their aid.

"Thank you for coming to help, fellow Daoists." Zhou Yuan quickly bowed.

Elder Fu and Elder Zhao exchanged a glance and said one after the other, "Since we have received salaries from the Miaoyin Sect and hold the positions of guest elders, it is only right that we lend a helping hand."

When Fairy Ziling saw Wang Heng covered in blood, she turned pale and hurriedly went over to check on his injuries.

Yang Qingyuan then took out a white porcelain bottle from his bosom and handed it to Fairy Ziling, saying, "This bottle contains a Qihuang Pill, a healing pill made from a sixth-level demon core, which can temporarily alleviate Fellow Daoist Wang's injuries."

Upon hearing this, Fairy Ziling felt a warmth in her heart and quickly took the pill and gave it to Wang Heng.

But anyone with eyes could see that Wang Heng was on the verge of death and his soul had been severely damaged, leaving him no chance to possess another body.

At most, Qihuang Dan can only extend the opponent's life by the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

At this moment, the tall, thin cultivator also saw Elder Zhao in the crowd, and his expression immediately changed. He exclaimed in surprise, "You're not dead?"

"Even Elder Zhou and Elder Wu working together couldn't capture you!"

"Wait a minute, even you all rushed over, where are Elder Zhou and Elder Wu?"

The Elder Zhou and Elder Wu he mentioned were the two mid-stage Core Formation cultivators who had previously chased after Fan Jingmei.

Elder Fu, seeing that the tall, thin cultivator was only at the early stage of Core Formation, didn't take him seriously and coldly replied, "Those two have already been reduced to ashes by us. You're next!"

Immediately afterwards, Elder Zhao also stepped forward. Seeing that there was a late-stage Core Formation cultivator and a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator in the opposing camp, he said to Yang Qingyuan, "Fellow Daoist Yang, I'll trouble you and Fellow Daoist Xue Chanzi to deal with those mid-stage and late-stage Core Formation thieves."

"This cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation will be entrusted to Zhao and Fellow Daoist Fu."

He was confident that even if two of them were to fight one, they could at least manage a draw.

But Yang Qingyuan looked at the tall, thin cultivator who was only at the early stage of Core Formation, and actually sensed a faint threat emanating from him.

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