Witch Wind

Chapter 330: The Rage of Liushang (Part )

The ancestral temple that Xiang Yu inherited, or rather, the one he served, had only three courtyards, but it was still quite spacious.

The Tongtian Yuling Banner fluttered and turned into a small banner about a foot high, circling and dancing around the Xingtian Carp, flashing with spiritual light. The leader of the Black Sun Sect, the three daughters of Liu Yan, and the ten elders of Wujia all turned into streams of light and jumped out of the small banner.

Everyone showed up and took a breath in unison.

The air on Yaksha is still quite bright. Steam technology is popular here, and the damage to the environment is not as outrageous as that caused by Maria's mechanical army. It can even be said that the Yaksha people's steam technology has achieved a perfect fusion of technology and nature.

The air is clear, bright and fresh.

The group nodded with satisfaction, took a deep breath, and released the power of the witch soul at the same time, trying to peek into this world.

Then, the leader of the Black Sun Sect, without regard for his dignity, started by swearing. The ten elders were even more gloomy-faced. They used up thousands of years of life experience, and all kinds of dirty words poured out like a tide, intentionally or unintentionally directed at the tribesmen that Xiang Liang came to find.

This world is actually a place without any spirits.

Although this world is very accommodating and does not suppress the physical strength of the Black Sun Cult leader, nor does it suppress their magical powers, everyone in this world can act normally, squander their magical powers at will, and cast all kinds of witchcraft and spells.

However, as a place without any spiritual power, any cultivator who comes to this world will find their magic power will become water without a source.

Even if a saint stays in the Land of Absolute Spirits for too long, all the magic power in his body will be uncontrollably dissipated, and he will eventually become an empty shell - the same goes for physical strength. Even if he is a powerful wizard, without the nourishment of the Primordial Qi and the nutrition of animal meat and crops that contain enough energy, his physical strength will continue to weaken!
"What the hell is this place?" The Black Sun leader was a little crazy.

Before, they were drinking wine and eating meat on Tailan Star, hoping that Xing Tianli would take them to a new world to broaden their horizons and see the different scenery of the heavens and myriad worlds - but in the end, they stepped into a deadly place. If they had known this, they would have rather stayed on Tailan Star and waited for death.

Even if they are looked down upon by people from different families and surnames, it does not stop them from eating meat, drinking wine and enjoying life!

"An interesting world." Xing Tianli briefly introduced the past and current situation of Yaksha Star, and the situation of the Western Chu Empire established by the Xiang clan here. Then, he told the Black Sun Sect Leader and others with certainty that he had a way to solve the problem of the Primordial Qi. The Primordial Qi was definitely not a problem for him.

In order to increase his persuasiveness, Xing Tianli even burned a little of his magic power and blood essence, mobilized a thousandth of the time of Pangu's incarnation, and forcibly transformed the one-third acre of land where the ancestral temple was located.

A small dimensional space semi-isolated from the normal space of Yasha Star appeared.

This small dimensional space enveloped the entire ancestral temple. A heavy metal star with a diameter of a thousand miles, which was photographed from the outer space of the Tailan star, was folded in the void and turned into a ball of faint light the size of a bowl, hanging high above the ancestral temple.

A ball of gray chaotic mist turned into a shadow of a small tripod, which enveloped the bright light and slowly burned with the fundamental method of "One Stick of Incense in the Furnace of Heaven and Earth". As a result, the huge star was slowly melted, and the extremely clear and pure Taichu Qi, which was as thick as flowing water, turned into visible water waves, rushing down from the top of the head.

In just a few breaths, the small dimensional space where the ancestral temple was located was filled with extremely thick primordial Qi.

Xing Tianli said calmly: "Where I am, there is absolutely no concept of 'absolute spirit'... It's just a mere Primordial Qi. Even if the entire Yaksha Star is melted, including trillions of Yaksha people, the total amount of Primordial Qi it transforms into is enough for us to step into the Quasi-Saint realm, right?"

The Black Sun leader and his entourage immediately felt relieved.

Well, there’s no need to talk about the quasi-saint realm… Among them, the one with the highest cultivation is only Taiyi Perfection, and has not even touched the threshold of Daluo realm… Quasi-saint and the like, hahaha, even if you give them another 108,000 years, they may not be able to smell the scent, so why the rush?

Wu Jia and several old monsters came up to the big men with two heads and four arms. They carried Meng Ye and several thugs and rushed into the wing room at the entrance of the yard. No one knew what means they used, but after a while, earth-shaking howls were heard.

Uncle Meng and his thugs seem to be extremely vicious, but in fact they are all cowards.

They gritted their teeth and held on at the beginning, but within a few breaths, they began to call Wu Jia and others "daddy", and then, the generation of Wu Jia and others quickly grew from "daddy" to "grandfather". After a while, Meng Ye and others began to scream and wail "Ancestor, spare my life!"
Xiang Yu was stunned when he heard this and shivered subconsciously.

Xiang Liang slapped Xiang Yu on the shoulder fiercely: "The man of the Xiang family, stand up straight... This little thing, what does it matter? You will see the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the future. Come, come, come, today I will let you, boy, temper yourself first!"

Xiang Liang carried Xiang Yu into the side room and enthusiastically joined Wu Jia and others in torturing and abusing Meng Ye and his party.

Xing Tianli didn't bother to care what they did.

Anyway, a quarter of an hour later, Xiang Yu, with a pale face, staggered out of the wing room. When he stepped out, he tripped on the threshold, fell heavily with a "bang", and then opened his mouth and vomited wildly.

The innocence and stupidity typical of a teenager disappeared from Xiang Yu's face.

His rather handsome and strong little face suddenly showed a bit of murderous aura that was almost tangible, which was inexplicably formed when a young animal killed its first prey and saw blood for the first time.

An old hand with experience can tell at a glance that this kid has blood on his hands, and that there is more than one life!
Xing Tianli whistled.

The strength of Xiang Liang's "quenching" is a bit fierce... However, as the last orthodox direct descendant of the Xiang bloodline in this world, such a quenching strength is inevitable.

There are still many Xiang bloodlines on Yaksha Star, but over the years, under the various means of attack by the Yaksha people, the Xiang clan has been dispersed, and the entire clan system has fallen apart. Many Xiang clan members have even forgotten who their ancestors are... Xiang Yu, this kid, will have a lot to bear in the future, so it is reasonable that he needs to be "tempered" more vigorously.

There was a faint smell of burning coming from the compartment.

Wu Jia and several old monsters walked out as if nothing had happened. The room was spotless without any trace of blood.

Xiang Liang looked at Xing Tianli and was about to say something, but Xing Tianli waved his hand and said with a smile: "Just do it, don't ask me. Well, some things are not urgent. For example, where did the main force of the Xiang family go, and which great and virtuous person did they follow? We can slowly track these down."

"When we go out, we must take every step carefully and maintain a safe retreat. We must not panic and miss any potential dangers."

Xiang Liang's old face flushed.

Come on.

This is Xiang Yu's fault again - isn't this him? Yacha Star should have been the Xiang clan's reserve base and the main place for the army to repair. But less than ten years after Xiang Yu left with his main army, his sworn brother ruthlessly stabbed the Xiang clan...

Tsk.

This account needs to be settled slowly.

Xiang Liang coughed lightly a few times and took out a fist-sized piece of the heart of the World Mother Tree.

As the leader of the righteous army at the end of the Qin Dynasty, Xiang Liang's own cultivation was also very powerful. In addition to stimulating the blood of the witch clan, he also practiced Taoism, Buddhism, and many methods of pre-Qin Qigong practitioners and alchemists. Some of these methods are even enough to be listed as side doors, strange and magnificent, and unpredictable.

It is like the nine-story hollow tower he carved out of the heart of the world's mother tree, with a large space inside.

He chanted a spell, and with a "crash" sound, more than a dozen war puppets nearly ten feet tall, wearing wooden armor, holding wooden single-crescent halberds, and riding red rabbit horses appeared.

Before leaving Tailan Star, Xiang Liang went directly to find Xingye, Xingyue and their tribal leaders, and the two sides had an extremely friendly "bilateral consultation". The final result was that, except for Xingye and Xingyue, all other elders and priests "suddenly fell seriously ill and were bedridden."

Xiang Liang also had a piece of the heart of the world's mother tree in his hand, and in it, he also had an army composed of tens of thousands of war puppets - these war puppets were all copied with his essence and blood, and they were naturally loyal and obedient to Xiang Liang.

Xiang Liang gave a simple order, and the war puppets put away their halberds. A light breeze blew from their armor, and they transformed into the most common four-bag outfits of the common people in this world. Xiang Liang chanted a spell again, his hands flashing with a dark light, and patted the faces of the war puppets. The facial features of these war puppets, who looked exactly like him, slightly adjusted.

Xing Tianli laughed.

The black light and demonic energy were rising from Xiang Liang's hands. This old man actually studied magic as a secondary skill?

He couldn't help but be fascinated. After those saints, along with emperors, generals, celebrities and wise men from past dynasties, ascended to Tailan Star, during an extremely long period of time, many sects, schools and religions exchanged what they had with each other, their ideas collided and blended with each other... What a grand occasion it was!

However, Tailan Star was just a forward base on their way. The saints, along with the elites of various families, had already stepped into the vast void. Now Xing Tianli was following their pace and also embarked on an unpredictable journey.

After stretching himself, Xing Tianli said with a smile, "Let's go together. It's a good opportunity to see the excitement of this otherworld."

Hearing Xing Tianli say this, the Black Sun Sect leader and the three girls Liu Yan also cheered with joy.

The ten old monsters of Wujia were also anxious and couldn't wait to go out.

So, ten witches took action. In the small courtyard with three entrances, they used forty-nine witch weapons and set up forty-nine extremely cruel killing witch formations in three to five breaths. There were more than a thousand extremely vicious witch spells hidden in them, turning the whole courtyard into a desolate death zone.

As long as you close the door and lock it, and no decent person steps into this yard, you will be safe.

If you want to break in...

The vicious formations and prohibitions set up by ten ancient witches in the Taiyi realm will make some people truly understand what "cruel" and "terrifying" mean.

The group of people walked out of the yard leisurely.

The sky had already darkened, and nine moons of varying sizes and brightness quietly floated up in the sky. The largest moon was the size of a water tank, and the smallest was only as big as a bowl. There were obviously some small satellites orbiting around the nine bright moons. These stars in the night sky ranged from the size of a loquat to the size of a goose egg.

Whether it is the stars or the moon, they are all shining, illuminating the entire sky with a stream of light that is not much different from daytime.

The group walked into the densely populated area of ​​high-rise buildings.

Waves of residents were returning to their small nests in various ways. Xing Tianli and his party passed by them. The dozen or so war puppets that were over ten feet tall made everyone's faces change, and they became cautious and hurriedly stood on both sides of the road to make way for Xing Tianli and his party.

Very few people cared about why Xiang Yu was with Xing Tianli and his group, and even fewer people recognized Xiang Yu.

There were only some older men, who looked to be over 40 years old. Some of them stretched out their hands tremblingly, called Xiang Yu, and wanted to say something.

But often at this time, there would always be a shrewd and alert woman beside these men, who would appear hurriedly, grab her man's arm, and drag him back to the doorway of the tall building.

"No wonder they are like that." Xiang Yu muttered sullenly, "When my grandfather was alive, the ancestral temple owned dozens of shops in the city of Chujing, and there was also a commercial street under its management. Every year, there was always a lot of surplus, and we could also give some benefits to the close relatives during festivals."

"At that time, if there was something going on in the ancestral temple, my grandfather could gather 1,800 men at a call, which was quite impressive."

"My grandfather passed away early, and my father, who was not yet an adult, started to support the family with several uncles."

"My father and several uncles were restless. They all joined the hunting army, hoping to make a name for themselves... After they entered the military camp, the shops in the ancestral temple were handed over to special managers to manage."

"My uncles rose to prominence quickly in the army, but they also died quickly. My eldest uncle was lucky, as he had a box of ashes sent back to us. As for the other uncles, we don't even know where their ashes were scattered... None of them got married, and they didn't have any children."

"It was my father who, under the insistence of several elders, hastily gave birth to me."

"Two years ago, my father had become the leader of a battalion due to his meritorious service, but he encountered a powerful enemy and his entire army was annihilated... I had no choice but to take over the job of managing the ancestral temple, but when I checked the seabed, I found that all those shops and a commercial street had been mortgaged to pay off the debts, and the ancestral temple still owed a lot of inexplicable debts."

Xiang Yu said with some distress: "My grandfather's generation guarded the ancestral temple carefully, and the clan still had some cohesion... But my father and uncles have been away for many years, and they only care about fighting in the army and fighting for the Yaksha people, but they have neglected their own family..."

"The welfare during festivals is getting less and less... Now this 'Xiangjia Neighborhood' has a population of over one million. Except for some elderly people who are familiar with their uncles and aunts, who among the young people still remembers that the Xiang family still has an ancestral temple here?"

A few old fellows from Wujia sneered.

The Xiang family.

This 'Xiang Family Neighborhood', where their witch soul power just swept through, is home to more than one million people. Even if only 30% of them are members of the Xiang clan, there are still 300,000 people.

When Xiang Yu’s grandfather was the abbot of the ancestral temple, he could only gather a thousand or eight hundred strong men to show off his wealth with just one call?

This ratio is a bit ridiculous.

When it came to the generation of Xiang Yu's father and uncles, those young men abandoned their clan's ancestral property and ran to the army controlled by the Yaksha people, fighting for their mortal enemies, just to "bring honor to the family"... Wu Jia and others didn't know what to say about their choice.

What about forming secret societies, secretly preaching, forming secret parties, and plotting rebellion?
It's better than running to your mortal enemy's territory and working for him, right?

You are members of the Xiang clan, descendants of the Yaksha King, the mortal enemy who seized the power of your Western Chu Empire. As the inheritors of the Xiang clan's ancestral temple, why are you running off to serve in the Yaksha army?

Ah!
No wonder Xiang Yu was the only heir to the ancestral temple in his generation, and even the temple property was taken away by someone - hey, no wonder those elders of the clan who still knew who he was all looked like this when walking on the street!
The group left Xiangjia Street and walked slowly along the road.

Xing Tianli, Xiang Liang, and a few other old monsters had a few official textbooks of the Western Chu Empire in their hands, which they had picked up from the homes of the residents they passed by. Xing Tianli and Wu Jia read these textbooks as strange stories.

For example, the history textbooks record that several years ago, the tribes on Yaksha Star were in chaos, and a powerful enemy came from outer space, enslaved the Yaksha people, and used the Yaksha people as food. A Yaksha king rose from the desperate situation, ruled over all tribes, resisted the powerful enemy, and established the Western Chu Empire...

In history textbooks, the presence of the Xiang family has been weakened to the extreme. Implicitly, the textbooks point out, intentionally or unintentionally, that the Xiang family is just a kind of "mascot" and that the legitimate heir of the empire and the real hero in establishing the empire belong to the lineage of the Yaksha King!
"This excuse is blunt and not very good." Wu Jia commented: "A mascot is allowed to sit on the emperor's throne? Damn, the person who compiled this textbook is not very smart."

Xiang Liang was so angry that his face turned black.

The Xiang family's foundation in this world was secretly seized by someone, and the other party was Xiang Yu's sworn brother... It would have been fine if they had just taken the foundation, but they actually put the blame on the Xiang family, generation after generation.

In these history textbooks, the Xiang clan has become the biggest parasite in the entire Western Chu Empire.

The lineage of the Yaksha King imposed heavy taxes on the people under his rule, extorting as much as the sky, causing the poor administration of officials at the grassroots level and the people's miserable lives... All of this was done to support the little emperor on the throne?
"It's simply outrageous!"

Xiang Liang kept cursing all the way.

And his rage completely turned into terrifying murderous intent after everyone arrived at the back street of the academy where Xiang Yu was studying and arrived at the luxuriously decorated "Green Flower Hall".

(End of this chapter)