The Confucian and Taoist Sages of Mortal Cultivation

Chapter 88 The Yan Family's Choice

As the silver-white lightning dragon shot up into the sky above Flying Peak, everyone could see clearly that a round, fat cultivator and a girl in blue were standing on the top of the dragon's head.

The fat cultivator was naturally Lei Wanhe, while the woman in blue was Nie Ying.

Nie Ying looked down at the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the seven major sects lying on the ground, desperately searching for Yang Qingyuan's figure.

The eldest son of the Li family glared fiercely at Lei Wanhe and warned, "If you dare take another step forward, I will burn these descendants of Hong Fu to death, and then kill all the Foundation Establishment cultivators from the seven major sects!"

Upon hearing this, Master Hongfu hurriedly transmitted her voice to Lei Wanhe, saying, "Junior brother, please don't make a move. Xuan'er must not be harmed."

Upon receiving the telepathic message, Lei Wanhe frowned slightly, unwilling to give up so easily.

"what!"

Just then, the eldest son of the Li family suddenly let out a scream, raised his hand to protect his forehead, and the protective ghost mist around him surged. He didn't care about Dong Xuan'er and casually threw her aside.

The Core Formation cultivators present were all bewildered by the sudden action of the eldest son of the Li family, and they all stared intently at him.

But then a tiny, almost imperceptible needle mark appeared on the forehead of the eldest son of the Li family.

A trickle of blood flowed down the wound.

Immediately afterwards, the protective black aura of the eldest son of the Li family forced out a semi-transparent flying needle from the void.

"Invisible needle!" Upon seeing this, Lei Wanhe, Hong Fu Zhenren, and the Yan family patriarch all changed their expressions.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Master Hongfu flicked her long whip, suddenly wrapping it around Dong Xuan'er and pulling her to her side.

The second son of the Li family glared angrily, slapped the gourd in his hand, and spewed out a large amount of cold, ghostly energy that enveloped the invisible needle.

The invisible needle was shrouded in a chilling, ghostly aura, and after a moment of trembling, it dissipated into specks of spiritual light, transforming into a talisman.

At this moment, the spiritual light on the Invisible Needle Talisman was very dim, and it seemed that it could be used only once or twice at most.

Seeing this, Yang Qingyuan was also heartbroken and raised his hand to recall the talisman back to his own hand.

"Who are you?" The eldest son of the Li family covered the wound between his eyebrows and glared fiercely at Yang Qingyuan.

Yang Qingyuan raised his hand and removed the mask from his face. Crackling sounds came from his bones as his body changed, revealing his true appearance and physique. He said, "Yang Qingyuan from Huangfeng Valley."

Lei Wanhe was overjoyed to see that Yang Qingyuan was unharmed. He landed beside Yang Qingyuan on his thunder dragon and said, "Good lad, this time we owe you a lot for your telepathic communication."

"You've done a great job!"

"After I kill these evil cultivators and return to Yellow Maple Valley, we will discuss the rewards and punishments."

Seeing that the eldest son of the Li family was seriously injured, Lei Wanhe prepared to beat him while he was down.

Hong Fu Zhenren also pushed Dong Xuan'er away, looking as if she was about to start a fight.

Seeing that the eldest son of the Li family was weak and listless after being injured by the flying needle, Wang Chan, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, realized that the second son of the Li family alone could not protect her and help her escape. She hurriedly looked at the patriarch of the Yan family and said, "Master Yan, please lend a hand!"

"Mr. Wang and Ms. Yan —"

But before he could finish speaking, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Yan family patriarch, who roared, "You scum of the Ghost Spirit Sect! How dare you impersonate cultivators from our Yan Family Fortress and harm our fellow cultivators from the Seven Great Sects!"

After saying this, the Yan family patriarch suddenly raised his hand, pointed at Wang Chan, and a black light shot out from his index finger.

The black light moved extremely fast, flashing through the air before disappearing into Wang Chantian's skull.

"Ah~" Wang Chan let out a shrill scream, then with a "plop" she knelt on the ground and rolled her eyes back.

Saliva dripped down Wang Chan's lips.

Wang Chan knelt on the ground, looking completely dazed.

"This mysterious light is—the Soul-Shattering Evil Light?!" The second son of the Li family exclaimed in shock, "Old dog Yan, how dare you harm the soul of our young master Wang Chan?!"

The Yan family patriarch moved his lips slightly, secretly transmitting his voice to two Yan family elders standing to the side of the crowd. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, he produced a pair of black and white scissors.

The scissors flew from his hand and transformed into two enormous black and white pythons, each a hundred feet long, which lunged straight at the second son of the Li family.

"Damn it!" The second son of the Li family raised the gourd in his hand and breathed out bursts of cold air at the giant python.

The yin energy inside the gourd was indeed powerful. In the blink of an eye, it covered the black and white python's body with a layer of black frost, and it looked like it was about to freeze the python.

But at that very moment, the eldest and second eldest members of the Li family both coughed up a mouthful of blood, their faces covered with black runes, their auras instantly weakened, and even the gourds and bone swords they held fell to the ground.

"Has the Curse of Life and Death taken effect?"

"How is this possible?" The second son of the Li family looked around at the crowd in disbelief.

However, among the crowd from Yan Family Fortress, two elderly men with white hair were being helped away by cultivators from Yan Family Fortress.

The two elderly men had black lips, clearly indicating they had ingested a deadly poison and were in critical condition.

Yang Qingyuan also realized instantly that these two old men from Yanjiabao must be the ones who planted the Life and Death Curse with the Li brothers.

It seems that these two elders from Yan Family Fortress must have received a telepathic message from the Yan family patriarch, and committed suicide by poison, thus triggering the Life and Death Curse, so that the Yan family patriarch could kill them and silence them.

At this moment, the two giant pythons transformed from the black and white scissors shook off the frost on their bodies and suddenly leaped out, rushing towards the Li brothers one after the other, passing each other.

Amidst the shocking light, the Li brothers' bodies were split in two at the waist, cut cleanly as if scissors had been used to cut them apart.

The next moment, the Yan family patriarch raised his hand and flicked out four fireballs, burning the Li brothers' bodies to ashes.

Lei Wanhe and Hong Fu Zhenren, who were standing nearby, were also stunned and quite surprised to see the Li brothers killed so easily.

At this moment, the Yan family patriarch felt extremely sad, as if his heart was bleeding, and he frantically urged his natal magic weapon, the Black and White Mystic Scissors.

Two giant black and white pythons charged toward the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Ghost Spirit Sect, passing each other and slicing them in half.

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect were terrified and scattered in all directions.

Seeing this, Lei Wanhe and Hong Fu Zhenren also unleashed their flying swords and fire whip magic weapons, slaughtering more than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The cultivators present were shocked by the one-sided massacre, their eyelids twitching and their hearts filled with astonishment at the strength of a Core Formation True Person.

After the Yan family patriarch killed a group of Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators, he took out a talisman with a golden pagoda drawn on it.

The talisman emitted a dazzling golden light, which then manifested as a magnificent nine-story golden pagoda.

As soon as the pagoda appeared, a suction force emanated from its base, drawing the dazed and foolish Wang Chan into the pagoda.

"This is the Qiankun Tower Talisman Treasure?" Yang Qingyuan had never seen a magic weapon that could capture and subdue people before, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances at it.

As the great battle came to an end, Master Hongfu, Lei Wanhe, and the Yan family patriarch all put away their magical treasures and returned to a spot not far from Yang Qingyuan.

The Yan family patriarch immediately bowed to Hong Fu Zhenren and Lei Wanhe and said, "Fellow Daoists, it is all my fault for not disciplining them properly, which has resulted in several traitors among the descendants of Yan Family Fortress."

"They were turned by the Ghost Spirit Sect and intend to harm the young talents of our Yue Kingdom."

"Fortunately, Yan arrived in time and thwarted their plot."

Upon hearing this description, Lei Wanhe and Master Hongfu couldn't help but feel suspicious and didn't completely believe what the Yan family patriarch had said.

Hong Fu Zhenren then looked at the Yue Kingdom Foundation Establishment cultivators lying on the ground and said, "Fellow Daoist Yan, I would like to trouble you to send a few of your clansmen to help treat these disciples."

"Of course, of course." The Yan family patriarch nodded repeatedly and summoned some members of the Yan family to treat the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the seven major sects.

Immediately afterwards, the Yan family patriarch approached Yang Qingyuan and said with a smile, "Young friend, is there some misunderstanding? Why don't you release my great-granddaughter first—"