Starting with the creation of the Immortal Clan through the compilation of the family genealogy.

Chapter 95 A Man-Made Catastrophe? A Money-Giving Boy!

Yun Songzi sensed several unfriendly auras from the outside world, raised an eyebrow, quickly calculated with his fingers, and then revealed a strange smile on his face.

It turned out to be the case.

He slammed his hand on the alchemy furnace and shouted, "Rise!"

The furnace lid snapped open, and three pills, each the size of a longan, perfectly round, and shrouded in a misty spiritual aura, flew out, releasing a rich fragrance.

"Three high-grade Foundation Establishment Pills!"

A flash of wild joy appeared in Meng Xihong's eyes.

Three!

If this were in the Hundred Alliances Chamber of Commerce, it would be worth at least 30,000 low-grade spirit stones, and it would be a priceless treasure.

Yun Songzi wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, panting, "Don't be too happy yet."

"This pill should have been a mid-grade pill, but it was refined in this ancient secret realm. Thanks to the completeness of the laws, it absorbed a wisp of the origin of heaven and earth on its own, forcibly reversing its grade, and thus became a high-grade pill."

He paused, then changed the subject: "Anything that defies the heavens will inevitably face calamity. The complete laws of this place suppressed the heavenly tribulation, but it cannot escape the calamity caused by human actions. Those few outside are there to help you with this elixir and face your tribulation."

"Keep it safe!" With a flick of his sleeve, he rolled up the three pills and tossed them, along with the jade bottle, to Meng Xihong.

He patted Meng Xihong on the shoulder, grinned, and gave a meaningful look.

"You stay here and don't move around. I'll be right back."

Before he finished speaking, he vanished into the valley in a flash.

Holding the still-warm jade bottle in his hand, Meng Xihong sensed the several malevolent auras outside, and the desire to break through immediately in his heart was stronger than ever before.

……

Meanwhile, outside the Tianyan Sect's mountain gate.

Five cultivators, dressed in identical black Daoist robes and exuding a chilling aura, hovered in mid-air. Leading them was a middle-aged man with a hooked nose, who clearly possessed the cultivation level of the early Foundation Establishment stage.

The Black Fiend Sect members were on a mission ordered by their sect leader when they passed through this place. At that moment, Yun Songzi completed his elixir, which triggered a fluctuation in the laws of heaven and earth.

"Elder Fang, what exactly was that just now? I felt a jolt in my mind, and my spiritual energy became somewhat unstable," a Qi Refining Level 9 cultivator asked, still shaken.

The middle-aged man with a hooked nose, who was called Elder Fang, did not answer immediately, but stared intently at a small white mouse on his shoulder with a red spot between its eyebrows.

The little creature was squeaking and its fur was standing on end as it desperately tried to break free from his shoulder and dash towards the mountains below.

"No mistake!" Elder Fang's eyes gleamed with greed as he soothingly stroked the treasure-hunting rat and licked his chapped lips.

"Such violent fluctuations in the heavens and earth must mean the birth of a great treasure! It's either a heaven-defying elixir or an ancient secret!"

He pointed to the newly renovated mountain gate below, his tone dismissive.

"Look, this mountain gate is obviously newly built, and the spiritual energy is not top-notch, but it has been arranged with an array."

What kind of masters could choose to establish a sect in such a remote and impoverished place? Most likely, it's some insignificant rogue cultivator who got lucky and acquired some treasure.

Another cultivator immediately chimed in, "Elder Fang is right. This is truly an opportunity that has fallen from the sky!"

"Hmph! An opportunity?" Elder Fang sneered. "It's our opportunity! A newly established little sect dares to occupy a spiritual vein and set up a sect here?"

He waved his hand and said in a cold voice, "Go! Follow me inside, seize the treasure, and then extract the souls of all the creatures here to refine them, which will provide more nourishment for my evil energy! From today onwards, this low-grade spiritual vein and that treasure belong to my Black Fiend Sect!"

"Yes! Elder, you are truly awe-inspiring!"

The four Qi Refining stage cultivators echoed in unison, each revealing a cruel smile.

The five people no longer concealed themselves, transforming into five streaks of light and flying straight towards the mountain gate.

However, just as they approached within a hundred feet of the mountain gate, another strange change occurred.

hum!
An invisible ripple spread outwards from the mountain gate.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding scenery distorted and changed. The once clear mountain gate and stone steps disappeared instantly, replaced by an endless white fog.

"Not good! It's an illusion array!" Elder Fang's expression changed.

"What can a mere illusion array do to me?" He sneered, and his Foundation Establishment stage spiritual sense suddenly spread out, attempting to forcibly break through the illusion array.

However, once his consciousness entered the thick fog, it vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea, and he even felt a faint stinging pain.

"What a powerful formation!" Elder Fang was startled and dared not be careless anymore. Just as they were trapped in the illusion formation and had no way to advance or retreat, a lazy, sleepy voice rang out above them.

"Fellow Daoists, isn't it inappropriate to be sneaking around in front of other people's houses in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

The five looked up in shock and saw an old Taoist priest, his robes covered in ash and his hair disheveled, sitting cross-legged on a treetop, yawning and watching them with great interest.

Elder Fang's pupils suddenly contracted.

He hadn't even noticed when the old Taoist priest had appeared.

This person is definitely a master!

He suppressed his shock, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Yun Songzi, and said in a deep voice, "This junior, Fang Tian, ​​an elder of the Black Fiend Sect, greets senior. We were merely passing by and were attracted by the strange phenomenon; we have no ill intentions. May I ask your esteemed name and why you are cultivating here?"

He invoked the name of the "Black Fiend Sect" to test the other party's background.

Although the Black Fiend Sect is not considered a first-class sect in Qingyang County, its sect leader is a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, and ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators have to give him some respect.

However, Yun Songzi seemed not to hear him and continued to pick at his ears.

"Black Fiend Sect? Never heard of it. What kind of nobodies dare to announce their names in front of an old Taoist like me?"

He glanced at Elder Fang with the look in his eyes, as if he were looking at a clown.

"You!" Elder Fang's face turned ashen with rage. He was, after all, an elder of a sect and a Foundation Establishment stage expert; he had never suffered such humiliation before.

"Senior! I treat you with respect because I respect you as a senior. Don't push your luck!" he shouted, his voice stern but his heart filled with fear.

"Going too far?" Yun Songzi laughed, a cold laugh. "You lot came uninvited, coveting my sect's treasures, and you dare to say that I, this old Taoist, am going too far?"

"Fine, since we're here, let's not leave."

Yun Songzi's voice suddenly turned icy and chilling.

He slowly raised a finger and gently pointed it at Elder Fang and the other four.

The next moment, Elder Fang felt an indescribable and irresistible terrifying pressure descend from the sky!

Faced with this overwhelming pressure, his Foundation Establishment stage cultivation was like a small boat in a raging storm, about to be capsized in an instant!

His spiritual power was completely frozen within his body, rendering him unable to move.

His soul was trembling and wailing violently, as if it were about to be crushed at any moment.

Golden... Golden Elixir!
A thought that sent chills down his spine rose from the depths of his heart.

He never dreamed that this godforsaken place, this seemingly insignificant little sect, would actually... actually hide a powerful Golden Core cultivator.

Dignity? Face? In the face of absolute power, those are the most worthless things. The law of the jungle is an irrefutable truth in this cultivation world. Today, I am the fish on the chopping block; if I don't want to be devoured without even a bone, I must become the most obedient dog.

Only by surviving can one have the chance to become the butcher again.

"Senior...Senior, spare your life!"

Elder Fang no longer cared about saving face. His legs went weak, and he knelt down in mid-air, desperately kowtowing and begging for mercy.

The four Qi Refining stage cultivators couldn't even beg for mercy. They rolled their eyes and fainted from the pressure, falling straight down from mid-air.

The treasure-hunting rat also fell off Elder Fang's shoulder, squeaking and chattering in mid-air.

Yun Songzi glanced at it, let out a soft "Eh," and flicked his finger.

A soft golden light entered the treasure-hunting rat's body.

The little guy did a somersault in the air and landed steadily on Yun Songzi's shoulder. Instead of running away, it affectionately rubbed its fluffy head against his neck.

"Hmm, it's in good condition. From now on, it will serve as a guardian mascot for my Tianyan Sect. Consider it a congratulatory gift from your Black Fiend Sect for the founding ceremony of my sect."

Looking at Elder Fang kneeling and begging for mercy and the four corpses lying on the ground, Yun Songzi stroked his beard and muttered to himself with a chuckle.

"It's like a pillow being delivered when you're sleepy. Just when I was feeling that the mountain gate was deserted, a few money-bringing boys came."

After that, Yun Songzi didn't even bother to look at them again.

He simply uttered a single word.

"roll."

(End of this chapter)