Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

The remaining four peak Saint Venerable Realm cultivators stepped forward one by one and solemnly introduced themselves.

The old man with a red, bulbous nose and a strong smell of alcohol was Hong Qi, a renowned rogue cultivator from Qingwu Continent, whose Taoist name was Drunken Taoist.

He and Yan Feng were both at the lower level of the peak Saint Venerable realm, but he was the most destitute of the five. Mo Fan had already plundered all his belongings, leaving no room for a second round of plundering, which made Mo Fan secretly grumble.

Following closely behind was Yuan Sheng, the patriarch of Feilai Peak, whose Taoist name was Saint Ape Taoist.

He cultivated a rare demonic transformation technique, which allowed him to transform into a blue-faced, fanged holy ape with unparalleled brute strength and a cultivation level at the lower peak of the Saint Venerable realm.

The third is Mu Qiuyu, the patriarch of the Muxian Sect, an old woman with snow-white hair.

Although time has etched deep wrinkles on her face, it cannot conceal the refined elegance that runs deep in her bones. Like an ancient plum tree that has weathered a thousand years of wind and frost, she exudes a transcendent beauty with her proud spirit. Her cultivation level is also at the lower stage of the peak of the Saint Venerable realm.

The last one is Nur Taihuang, the patriarch of the Great Qing Sword Sect, the only Saint Venerable Peak Upper-Level expert among the five cultivators!

"Emperor Nurhaci?"

A glint flashed in Mo Fan's eyes as he looked at the other party with a smile, his tone tinged with amusement, "I remember you. It was you who led those three hundred-plus cultivators to their deaths earlier. I greatly admire your courage!"

His tone shifted, and he looked puzzled: "But since you are the patriarch of the sword sect, why haven't you comprehended the laws of the sword?"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Nurtai gave a bitter smile, glanced around at the crowd of accomplices, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Reporting to the master, I was once a sword prodigy and comprehended four sword laws, but they were extracted by Zheng Feixian, the patriarch of the Zheng family of Suspended Sky Sword City, using a sinister secret technique!"

"If it weren't for my adoptive father's desperate protection, I would have already perished in the Zheng family."

"From the day I left the Zheng family, I vowed never to touch the way of the sword again, and instead switched from sword to arrow, and devoted myself to cultivating the laws of archery!"

"The purpose of establishing the Great Qing Sword Sect is to show the Zheng family that even without their support and without practicing the sword path, I, Nurhaci, can still create a sacred place for the sword!"

Nurhaci's words were firm and resolute, full of resentment and arrogance.

"Have some backbone!"

Mo Fan nodded approvingly, but then abruptly changed the subject, his eyes gleaming with greed, "If that's the case, your Great Qing Sword Sect must be quite wealthy, right?"

"..."

The once high-spirited Nurhaci suddenly froze, his face twitching as he forced a bitter smile and said, "Gone... The Great Qing Sword Sect has long since declined. If it weren't for my presence, it would have vanished long ago."

This time, we led all the high-level cultivators of the sect into the Void Ruins, hoping to seize a sliver of hope, but we never expected to encounter our master. Now the sect is practically extinct..."

He said dejectedly, "As for wealth, all the sect's savings are on my shoulders, and they have already been taken away by the master..."

"Isn't it?"

Mo Fan's eyes widened, and he was so angry that he was puffing out his beard and glaring. "You were talking so passionately, and the result is so tragic?"

He wasn't angry that Nurhaci was useless, but that this guy with the highest cultivation level was actually a penniless pauper!

This undoubtedly caused him to miss out on a huge sum of money, how could he not be angry?

Nurtai's face twitched again. After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly looked up and asked, "Master, do you know the Zheng family of Suspended Sky Sword City?"

"Are you talking about the Zheng family, the number one family in Qingwu Continent?" Mo Fan asked curiously.

"Exactly!"

Nurtai Emperor nodded, his tone becoming solemn, "Master, you may not know this, but yesterday I personally witnessed a large number of Zheng family cultivators pouring into Juewu Ruins. It seems that a high-ranking member of the family has fallen and is being investigated here."

"That's right! We've heard about it too. It seems to be Zheng Hongyun, the second elder of the Zheng family!"

The surrounding ghosts echoed this, confirming the matter.

"And then?" Mo Fan's lips curled into a smile. "You brought this up specifically, so you must have something to say to me, right?"

"Master is wise!"

Emperor Nurtai cupped his hands and said, "The Zheng family seems to have found some clues and is offering a large reward for the whereabouts of a cultivator."

"I had the honor of seeing the wanted poster; it's an exact replica of you, Master!"

Upon hearing this, all the ghostly servants fell silent and turned to look at Mo Fan with astonishment in their eyes.

"You guessed right."

Mo Fan showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, he grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and said, "Zheng Hongyun is the one I, the Emperor, will kill!"

He looked at Emperor Nurtae, his eyes full of anticipation: "What is the bounty offered to me by the Zheng family?"

"One billion Yuan Crystals!" Emperor Nurtai replied in a deep voice.

"what?!"

Mo Fan's eyes widened, then he flew into a rage, "Only ten billion Yuan Crystals?"

"The Zheng family is supposed to be the number one family in Qingwu Continent, yet they're so stingy! A mere ten billion? Are they looking down on me, the Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, the ghost servants were immediately speechless, secretly thinking: "Ten billion Yuan Crystals is already an astronomical number. Master's appetite is too big!"

Only Yan Feng, the master of Burial Valley, frowned and worriedly advised, "Master, the Zheng family has a deep foundation and many powerful figures. They are not easy to deal with."

As far as I know, anyone who offends the Zheng family will find it difficult to escape the pursuit of their enforcement team.

For nearly a thousand years, those for whom the Zheng family had placed a bounty were all top-tier experts at the half-step Great Saint realm, yet they were all ultimately captured alive and met tragic ends.

"That sounds pretty exciting." Mo Fan showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, his eyes blazed with fighting spirit. "I didn't go looking for trouble with them, but they've come to provoke me first. How interesting!"

"In that case, let's go and meet the Zheng family!"

The group of Saint Venerable Realm ghosts looked at each other, all intimidated by Mo Fan's audacity.

Facing the number one family in Qingwu Continent, not only was he not afraid, but he also took the initiative to fight. This master's courage is indeed extraordinary!

At this moment, Mo Fan put all the ghosts into the ghost space, still riding Little White, disguised as a wealthy and ostentatious boy, and "paraded through the city" in the Void Ruins.

In the short span of half an incense stick's time, seven or eight Saint Venerable Realm cultivators, tempted by wealth, attempted to rob Mo Fan. However, they all became fish on the hook, easily killed by Mo Fan. Their physical bodies were directly refined into Yuan Liquid, and their primordial spirits were forcibly imprisoned and transformed into new cougars.

While using a sting operation, Mo Fan also extracted information about the Zheng family from the newly subdued vassals, quickly uncovering their background:

This time, the Zheng family was led by their Grand Elder Zheng Wudi, accompanied by five Saint Venerable Realm elders and over a hundred Saint Emperor Realm law enforcement team cultivators.

What's even more frightening is that the Zheng family has also brought a terrifying beast of the Great Saint Realm, the Primordial Dragon Sparrow!

This beast is a veritable nemesis of alien insects, possessing unparalleled divine power.

Legend has it that a dragon, ignorant of its own limitations, dared to trespass into the Suspended Sword City, only to be skinned alive and devoured by the Primordial Dragon Sparrow, leaving no trace of its remains!

It is precisely because of this strange beast that even the Silver Dragon Clan cultivators among the ancient clans dare not easily approach the Suspended Sky Sword City, for fear of becoming its food.

While these rumors may be exaggerated, they are enough to prove the terror of the Primordial Dragon Sparrow, which is capable of preying on dragons and even true dragons. Its combat power should not be underestimated.

Just as Mo Fan heard the words "Primordial Dragon Sparrow," the little white bird beneath him suddenly trembled inexplicably, an overwhelming sense of fear emanating from its heart, which Mo Fan clearly sensed.

"Could it be that the injuries Xiaobai sustained earlier were caused by this Primordial Dragon Sparrow?"

Mo Fan's heart stirred, and he became even more interested in the legendary Primordial Dragon Sparrow.