Uncle Nine: Scattering beans to create soldiers? I'm using plants and trees to create soldiers.

With a muffled thud, the evil cultivator who had launched the sneak attack fell to the ground, dark red blood spreading down the back of his head, his wide eyes filled with disbelief.

The surrounding evil cultivators shuddered, their gazes sweeping over the bloody hole between their companion's eyebrows. Their Adam's apples bobbed as they swallowed hard.

When they looked at Uncle Nine's broad back again, beads of cold sweat slid down their temples, and their fingers gripping the steel knife trembled.

"Damn it, he didn't even use any magic weapons, he just killed the fifth brother with a broken pebble..." A rogue cultivator muttered under his breath, his teeth chattering.

"Shut up! Do you want to lure that old Taoist priest over here to kill us first? Don't make a sound, back up, back up now!"

The evil cultivators exchanged horrified glances, their legs went weak, and they dared not make a sound, tiptoeing backward little by little.

Uncle Nine squatted on the ground, his rough hands stroking Er Ya's head. The murderous aura on his face had long since disappeared, replaced by a gentle smile.

"Er Ya, go find the uncles and aunts in the village first. Grandpa will avenge your parents."

Er Ya nodded obediently, looked down at the dirty rag doll in her arms, and then looked up at her tear-streaked face.

"Grandpa, do you really not want Er Ya's doll?" Er Ya's voice was trembling with tears as she pushed the doll toward Uncle Jiu.

"My little aunt is very well-behaved. She doesn't make a fuss at night and even helps Er Ya chase away mosquitoes."

Looking at the sensible child, Uncle Jiu felt a lump in his throat and gently shook his head. "Grandpa doesn't want it. That's Er Ya's treasure. Er Ya should keep it for herself."

"Go on, Grandpa has to go do his work too. I'll come see you again when I'm done."

"Yes, Grandpa, be careful." Er Ya nodded emphatically, hugged the rag doll in her arms tightly, and walked towards the villagers behind her with her short legs.

An elderly woman at the front of the crowd was already sobbing uncontrollably. When she saw Er Ya approaching, she quickly reached out her trembling arms and hugged her tightly.

The old woman pressed Er Ya's head onto her shoulder and then raised her withered arm to completely block Er Ya's eyes.

"Er Ya, let's not look. Let's close our eyes and take a nap. When we wake up, those damned beasts will all be dead." The old woman said, choking back tears.

Uncle Nine slowly stood up, his gentle expression fading, and turned to face the evil cultivators of the Yellow Heaven Cult again.

Upon meeting Uncle Nine's indifferent gaze, the few evil cultivators gathered in the open space were terrified and frantically retreated in disarray.

Just then, a steady sound of footsteps came from behind the group of evil cultivators. The previously panicked evil cultivators immediately found their backbone and quickly made way for each other.

Li Chengfeng emerged from the shadows with his hands behind his back, and glanced down at his men lying dead on the ground.

A cold glint flashed in Li Chengfeng's eyes. He then raised his head, fixed his gaze on Uncle Nine, and sized him up.

At this moment, Uncle Nine's Daoist energy was contained within him, and he stood there like an ordinary old Daoist from the countryside, with no discernible depth from his appearance.

However, Li Chengfeng was behind and had clearly seen how Uncle Nine killed his subordinates with a flick of his finger.

Based on the strength of the Dao Qi that he just displayed, this old thing is at most a late-stage Grand Mage, or at most a Grand Mage at the peak of his cultivation, just like me.

Now that this old Taoist priest has broken in alone, while I have so many skilled men under my command, and a soul-locking formation has been set up in advance on the outer perimeter, taking down this old fellow is a piece of cake, isn't it?

Thinking of this, Li Chengfeng's lips curled into an arrogant smile, his chin slightly raised, and he stared at Uncle Jiu with a gaze as if scrutinizing a dead man.

"Old man, is it you who killed my subordinate?" Li Chengfeng said coldly.

Faced with this question, Uncle Nine kept a straight face, not even bothering to look at him, and directly cursed back.

"Are you blind, or did you gouge your eyes out and feed them to the dogs before you left? I did it myself, didn't you see me standing behind you?"

This crude and direct cursing stunned the villagers who were initially terrified, and then a feeling of inexplicable relief welled up inside them.

Lin Xuan stood in the shadows not far away, listening to his master's down-to-earth cursing, and couldn't help but silently give him a thumbs up in his heart.

It has to be the master. Why bother talking about chivalry with these pretentious evil cultivators? Just come up and unleash your ultimate move right in their face and that's it.

Upon hearing Uncle Nine's rude insults, Li Chengfeng's arrogant expression froze instantly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of sinister killing intent flashed across his eyes.

For many years, ever since he was promoted to the Great Master of Perfection and took the position of Elder of the Yellow Heaven Sect, no one has ever dared to speak to him like this.

"Old man, still so stubborn even when you're about to die, quite arrogant indeed." Li Chengfeng gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.

"You just wait, I'll personally pull your soul out of your body and throw it into an octagonal lantern, where I'll torture you with yin fire day and night."

"I'll see if your stinking mouth will still be as arrogant as it is now when your soul is burned to the point of wishing for death."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Nine's expression remained completely unchanged; he merely gave a cold twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, really?" Uncle Nine took half a step forward and cracked his knuckles. "Then this old Taoist priest will see today whether you, you beast, really have the ability."

Before he could finish speaking, the bluestone beneath Uncle Nine's feet shattered, and his figure instantly left an afterimage as he lunged towards Li Chengfeng in front of him.

Li Chengfeng: ?!

Feeling the strong wind rushing towards him, Li Chengfeng's pupils suddenly contracted, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

How is this possible? How can this old man be so fast? I can't even catch his movements with my naked eye!

A Grand Master at the peak of cultivation could never possess such ghostly speed. The intelligence was wrong; this old Taoist was hiding his true abilities!

A series of horrifying thoughts flashed through his mind. Before Li Chengfeng could even form a hand seal to activate his protective magic weapon, his vision suddenly blurred.

Uncle Nine's cold, stern face was now right in front of his nose.

Immediately afterwards, a dry, large hand reached out and grabbed at his neck.

The hand's movement looked very slow, without even making a sound, but Li Chengfeng found that the surrounding space was completely sealed off, and he couldn't move even half a step.

Before he could even push off with his feet, Uncle Nine's five fingers, like iron clamps, precisely gripped his neck, and with a swift upward motion, lifted him off the ground with one hand.

"Uh... Hehe..."

Li Chengfeng, whose feet were off the ground, stopped breathing. His old face turned a deep purplish-red. He frantically scratched at Uncle Jiu's wrists with both hands, and his evil energy surged and struggled desperately outwards.

However, Uncle Nine didn't even blink. The next second, the powerful aura of a late-stage Earth Master was released from his body, overwhelming and crushing towards Li Chengfeng.

Sensing this terrifying Dao Qi as vast as the ocean, Li Chengfeng, who was struggling, suddenly stiffened, and his eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.

This isn't a Grand Mage; this old man is definitely a top expert at the early stage of the Human Master realm, no, he's even at the mid-to-late stage of the Human Master realm!

How dare a half-step Human Master dare to challenge a powerful Earth Master to extract his soul and refine his spirit? What's the difference between this and an old man eating poison?!

The few evil cultivators from the Yellow Heaven Sect who had been hoping for their elder to show his power were now trembling violently as they saw their arrogant Elder Li being held up like a chick with one hand.

"My goodness! Even Elder Li was defeated in one move! This old man is a monster!"

"Run! Split up and run! Whoever runs the slowest stays behind to feed the locust trees!"

The evil cultivators scrambled to their feet, throwing away their steel knives as if they wished they had more legs, and fled into the darkness of the nearby forest.

However, just as they had taken two steps, a sharp gust of wind suddenly swept in from the side.

With a muffled thud, the chest of the evil cultivator at the forefront collapsed on the spot, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and he flew out and crashed into the muddy ground several meters away.

"Who goes there?!" The other evil cultivators were so frightened that their souls nearly left their bodies, and they abruptly stopped and turned around to look.

Under the moonlight, Lin Xuan slowly withdrew his right fist. A layer of dark blue-black ancient tortoise shell patterns appeared on the surface of his skin, exuding a heavy and indestructible aura.

Meeting the terrified gazes of those evil cultivators, Lin Xuan grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and pushed off the ground, charging into the crowd.

Bang, bang, bang!

The dull thuds of flesh colliding rang out one after another. Lin Xuan, empowered by the Xuanwu True Armor, was like a tiger among sheep. Without any fancy Taoist techniques, he simply took down the children with one punch each.

In less than five breaths, the few evil cultivators of the Yellow Heaven Sect who had originally wanted to escape were all lying on the ground with their ribs shattered, dying without even uttering a sound.

On the other side, Uncle Nine didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground. He took out a pale gold talisman from his sleeve with his left hand and casually slapped it on Li Chengfeng's forehead.

With a soft hum, a blinding pure yang golden light suddenly burst forth, transforming into countless invisible steel needles that pierced Li Chengfeng's mind through the top of his head, tearing and burning his three souls and seven spirits.

"ah--!"

A piercing scream, so intense it was almost distorted, burst forth from Li Chengfeng's throat, echoing through the silent night sky of Guhuai Village!