Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

After leaving the cave, Jiang Zhaoyue did not return to her own courtyard.

She went to the deepest part of the mountain behind the Jiang family's house.

There is a black stone palace there, which is closed all year round and is surrounded by three layers of formations.

The patriarch of the Jiang family, Jiang Xuanling, is in seclusion inside.

Although she said she was in seclusion, Jiang Zhaoyue knew very well that her ancestor didn't have much lifespan left.

If it weren't for the life-extending pills that kept him afloat, and if it weren't for waiting for the grand ceremony three days later, the ancestor might have already passed away.

She stood outside the stone hall and whispered, "Ancestor, Zhaoyue requests an audience."

After a while.

The stone hall doors opened silently.

A withered and heavy aura of the Golden Core slowly emanated from it.

As Jiang Zhaoyue walked in, she saw a gaunt old man sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.

The old man had white hair and beard, and his skin clung to his bones, resembling a withered corpse that had not yet completely breathed its last.

But the moment he opened his eyes, the spiritual energy in the entire stone hall seemed to be suppressed.

The Golden Elixir is the Golden Elixir.

Even if he's about to die, he's still far superior to someone at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Jiang Zhaoyue knelt down to pay her respects.

"Ancestor."

Jiang Xuanling looked at her, his voice hoarse.

"What is it?"

Jiang Zhaoyue hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Chang Jin is acting strangely today."

Jiang Xuanling slightly raised his eyelids.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhaoyue recounted what had happened inside the cave.

She didn't embellish it.

Gu Changjin suddenly mentioned that the Jiang family owed him something, and that the Jiang family's help in helping him form his core was not a favor, but a matter of course.

Her voice lowered as she finished speaking.

"Ancestor, I always feel... he's like a different person."

Jiang Xuanling remained silent for a moment, then suddenly sneered.

"It's changed?"

"It is normal for a cultivator's temperament to fluctuate when they are about to break through a realm."

"Besides, he has endured for thirty years, and now that he is about to form his core, he feels that he can turn the tables and it is not surprising that he reveals some of his true nature."

Jiang Zhaoyue's face turned slightly pale.

"But Changjin all these years..."

"Tetsutsuki."

Jiang Xuanling interrupted her, his eyes turning cold.

"Don't be soft-hearted at this time."

"Remember, he is an outsider."

"The Jiang family raised him for thirty years, giving him cultivation techniques, elixirs, and the opportunity to form his core."

"If he truly cares for the Jiang family, he should repay them with his cultivation."

"He's already so arrogant even before he's formed his core. If he really does become a Golden Core cultivator, do you think the Jiang family will still be able to control him?"

Jiang Zhaoyue's lips moved, but she didn't speak.

Of course she knew it.

But their 30 years of marriage weren't fake.

Gu Changjin had shielded her from calamities, retrieved medicine for her, and stayed by her side for three days and three nights when she was seriously ill.

Even though she knew about her family's schemes all these years, she always told herself that it was for the sake of the Jiang family.

For our ancestors.

For the sake of the immortal clan's legacy.

But in the end, she still felt a little uneasy.

Jiang Xuanling noticed her wavering and softened his tone.

"Looking at the moon, human nature is inherently complex."

"He was able to pretend to be gentle and patient for thirty years, and only now has he revealed his greed and arrogance, which shows that he is extremely cunning."

"If such people are not eliminated, they will surely become a major threat to the Jiang family in the future."

He stared at Jiang Zhaoyue and said, word by word, "Therefore, he deserves to suffer this calamity."

"His golden elixir should also belong to you."

Jiang Zhaoyue's eyes were slightly red, and she responded softly.

"Zhaoyue understands."

The stone hall fell silent for a moment.

But this quiet didn't last long.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from outside.

The two Foundation Establishment elders practically barged in.

"Ancestor!"

"Young Miss!"

Jiang Xuanling's face darkened.

"How dare you! Who gave you permission to trespass into my secluded retreat?"

The two elders turned pale and, disregarding etiquette, knelt down on the ground.

"Something's happened!"

"Gu Changjin... Gu Changjin has gone too far!"

Jiang Zhaoyue suddenly looked up.

"What's wrong with him?"

One of the elders' voices trembled.

"He went to the treasure vault, killed the two elders, Jiang Wangsong and Jiang Wangbai, and forced the clan members to worship him as their ancestor!"

Jiang Xuanling's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"What?"

Another elder swallowed hard, seemingly hesitant to speak.

Jiang Xuanling said sternly, "Speak!"

The elder shuddered.

"After the patrol team arrived, Young Master Chengze was also... killed by him."

Inside the stone hall, the air seemed to freeze instantly.

Jiang Zhaoyue froze on the spot.

"Who are you talking about?"

The elder lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

"Young Master Chengze."

"Gu Changjin beheaded him in public."

The color drained from Jiang Zhaoyue's face little by little.

Jiang Xuanling's withered hand slowly pressed down on the stone platform.

Click.

A crack appeared in the stone platform.

"it is good."

"Well done, Gu Changjin."

"You dare to bully my Jiang family like this before you've even formed your core."

……

At this moment, Gu Changjin was ransacking the Jiang family's treasure vault.

He had already cleaved open the stone gate of the treasure vault with a single sword strike.

Inside, rows of spirit wood shelves held pill bottles, spirit stones, magical artifacts, jade slips, talismans, and spirit herbs.

As expected of the immortal clan of the six kingdoms.

Although it might not seem like much in the eyes of the main world, it was indeed a huge piece of meat for him, who was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

Gu Changjin didn't even look at it closely before taking it.

Elixir for forming the Golden Core?

Pack it up and take it away.

High-grade spirit stones?

Pack it up and take it away.

Vein-protecting Elixir?

Pack it up and take it away.

A hundred-year-old, three-hundred-year-old, or five-hundred-year-old herb?

Get dressed and go.

When one storage bag is full, they take another one from the dead elders of the Jiang family.

Fill it up again?

Keep changing.

The Jiang family members who followed in had their eyes red with envy, but they didn't dare to utter a single word.

They dare not.

There were three corpses lying at the entrance.

Whoever says that dies.

Gu Changjin received a pile of cultivation technique jade slips, glanced at them, and found that most of them were the castrated cultivation techniques of the Jiang family, so he immediately lost interest.

"Rubbish."

He raised his hand and conjured a ball of fire, which burned it instantly.

As soon as the fire started, the Jiang family members almost cried out on the spot.

That's a martial art passed down through the Jiang family!

But Gu Changjin didn't care at all.

Take what's useful.

Burn anything that's useless.

It's all his anyway.

"They're all mine."

"The Jiang family owes me thirty years' worth of debts, what is this little bit of money?"

He smiled as he collected them.

Laughter echoed through the treasure vault, a perfect picture of a petty person who had achieved their goal.

But Gu Changjin's understanding grew clearer and clearer.

Cool.

It was really awesome.

I've been too tolerant of him in the past.

If you endure it to the end, people will really start to treat you like a precious elixir.

But now?

I can't bear it anymore.

I'm not pretending anymore.

Take what you want, kill what you want.

Instead, it was as if a pent-up frustration that had been building up in his chest for thirty years had been cleaved open by a single sword strike.

He had a vague feeling that this idea was very important.

It's not an improvement in cultivation level.

Rather, it's a relaxation of mindset.

He was unwilling to accept this, and his feelings were being gradually erased.

This shows that he did the right thing.

A moment later, Gu Changjin emerged from the treasure vault, dragging several storage bags along with him.

The area outside was already packed with people.

Seven or eight Foundation Establishment Elders from the Jiang family arrived.

The guards, who were at the late stage of Qi Refining, surrounded the stone steps in circles.

But no one dared to go up.

Jiang Chengze's head was still rolling on the ground.

The blood hadn't even dried.

Why would someone who would kill even his own brother-in-law so easily care about the clan elders?

Many people felt both angry and afraid.

This heartless bastard, after pretending for thirty years, finally couldn't keep up the act anymore.

It's a pity that the Jiang family's treasure trove has been ruined like this by him.

Gu Changjin looked at them and suddenly burst into laughter.

"What's wrong?"

"Everyone arrived."

He raised his hand and pointed at the crowd.

"Why aren't you paying your respects to this patriarch?"

"If you don't kneel, I will expel you all from the Jiang family in three days after I reach the Core Formation stage."

Everyone's faces turned ashen.

That's incredibly arrogant.

But no one dared to be the first to make a move.

Just then, a terrifying pressure suddenly rose up from afar.

The aura of the Golden Elixir pressed down like a mountain.

All the Jiang family members were overjoyed.

"Ancestor!"

"It's the Ancestor!"

Gu Changjin narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.

Jiang Xuanling has arrived.

He wasn't afraid at all; instead, he laughed.

At worst, it'll just explode.

Look at this old ancestor of the Jiang family, he can't bear to part with the elixir he's nurtured for thirty years.