To be the best leader, you must also be the strongest leader!

The evil spirit ancestor in a blood-red robe swept his gaze over the surrounding Nascent Soul cultivators and said in a deep voice, "Do you really intend to kill us all?"

"Humph, who doesn't know the principle of eradicating all evil?" Wen Zheng stared coldly at the evil spirit ancestor.

The Evil Spirit Ancestor glanced at Wen Zheng with disdain: "You hypocrites who talk about morality and justice are just accepting benefits from the Qingyun Sect and coveting the resources of my Evil Spirit Valley."

Although what the evil spirit ancestor said came true, the Yuanying stage cultivators remained calm.

"No matter what you think, you must die today!"

"Don't waste time talking to him, just do it!"

The next moment, a powerful aura emanated from all directions, and attacks bombarded the evil spirit ancestor.

The evil spirit ancestor was alone, and facing more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators, he was no match for them. Several of his spiritual weapons were shattered.

"Old ghost Qingxuan, you will definitely pay the price!" The evil spirit ancestor looked at the ancestor Qingxuan with resentment on his face, his eyes full of hatred and unwillingness.

boom!

The next moment, the body of the evil spirit ancestor was shattered, and the Nascent Soul was torn into pieces as soon as it appeared, leaving only a storage ring and some spiritual weapon fragments in the air.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the storage ring.

"Fellow Daoists, let me go first. I only want the cultivation manuals from the Evil Spirit Valley. You can discuss and distribute the rest. We have so many resources, so please don't damage the relationship."

"Haha, of course, Fellow Daoist Qingxuan, please do as you please." Wen Zheng smiled faintly.

Patriarch Qingxuan directly copied all the jade slips in Patriarch Xieling's storage ring, and then went to the Sutra Library in Xieling Valley.

His only target was the Sutra Library in the Evil Spirit Valley, and he didn't care about anything else.

The cultivators from Tiansheng County these days did not take the skills and manuals of the Evil Spirit Valley seriously at all. Ancestor Qingxuan directly emptied the scripture pavilion of the Evil Spirit Valley.

Together with the Sutra Library of Black Wind Village, it can be said that Patriarch Qingxuan is carrying the inheritance of the two major sects at this time.

A dozen Yuanying stage cultivators and those Jindan stage cultivators stayed in the Evil Spirit Valley for a day, almost turning the Evil Spirit Valley upside down and taking away all of its resources. The only thing left in the entire Evil Spirit Valley was a fourth-level spirit vein that could not be taken away, and some unripe spiritual medicines.

On the flying boat, Patriarch Qingxuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the deck, suddenly opened his eyes and saw that one by one, Nascent Soul cultivators with red faces boarded the flying boat.

"Judging from the looks of you fellow Taoists, you must have gained a lot." Patriarch Qingxuan looked at the Yuanying stage cultivators with a smile.

"Hahaha, it's not bad. This trip to Luanyao County was not in vain." Wen Zheng looked proud.

"If there are any more evil cultivators like this causing trouble in the future, Fellow Daoist Qingxuan, please notify us." A cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage looked at Patriarch Qingxuan with a smile on his face.

"Of course, of course!" Ancestor Qingxuan quickly bowed.

"Well, it's getting late, we should go back. Fellow Daoist Qingxuan probably has a lot of things to deal with, so we won't bother you any more."

"Thank you all for your help this time. See you later." Patriarch Qingxuan bowed to Wen Zheng and others, then took a step forward and instantly arrived outside the flying boat.

At this moment, four more figures stepped out of the flying boat and stopped beside Qingxuan Patriarch. Two of them were mid-stage Jindan cultivators, and the other two were Yuanying stage cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist Ouyang, Fellow Daoist Xia, aren't you going back to Tiansheng County?" Wen Zheng looked at the two Nascent Soul cultivators beside Patriarch Qingxuan in confusion.

"Haha, this is my first time in Luan Yao County. I want to stay for a while. You guys can go back first." Ouyang Can smiled.

"I also plan to stay and communicate more with fellow Daoist Qingxuan today, so I won't go back with you." Xia Mu made up a reason to stay.

Before, Patriarch Qingxuan had met with them both individually and invited them to stay, and hinted that there would be great benefits. The two Nascent Soul cultivators also wanted to know what the great benefits were that Patriarch Qingxuan was talking about, so they decided to stay for a while longer.

"Okay, see you later!"

Wen Zheng bowed, then urged the flying boat to shoot towards Tiansheng County, and soon disappeared from sight.

"Everyone, please follow me back to Qingyun Sect."

Patriarch Qingxuan waved his hand, and a fourth-order flying boat appeared in the air. Several people got on the flying boat, and Patriarch Qingxuan urged the flying boat to shoot towards the direction of Qingyun Sect.

On the deck, Xia Mu and Ouyang Can stood beside Patriarch Qingxuan. Xia Mu suddenly looked at Patriarch Qingxuan and asked, "Fellow Daoist Qingxuan, I wonder what exactly this great benefit you mentioned is? Since there are only three of us here, can you reveal a little bit?"

Ouyang Can also looked at Patriarch Qingxuan with curiosity, wanting to know immediately what the great benefits that Patriarch Qingxuan was talking about were.

Patriarch Qingxuan smiled, then suddenly looked at Ouyang Can and asked, "I remember that Fellow Daoist Ouyang was a casual cultivator. Aside from the one who's at the middle stage of the Golden Core stage who's following him, the other family members aren't very talented, are they?"

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Can sighed and said, "This is God's will to sever the cultivation inheritance of my Ouyang family. I can only accept my fate."

Patriarch Qingxuan smiled slightly and turned his gaze to Xia Mu. "If I remember correctly, Fellow Daoist Xia only has about a hundred years left to live. I wonder if the younger generation of your family will be able to support your family after a hundred years?"

Xia Mu smiled bitterly and shook his head. "My situation is similar to that of Daoist Fellow Ouyang. The younger generation of our family is dwindling. The most talented one right now is Xia Xing, who is by my side. However, Xia Xing only has a mid-grade spiritual root talent. It's already good enough to be able to cultivate to the Golden Core stage, but there's no hope for the Nascent Soul stage. After a hundred years, the decline of our family is inevitable."

Patriarch Qingxuan smiled suggestively, "There's no need to be so pessimistic, my two Daoists. Perhaps there will be a turnaround. Perhaps your family can continue well and not fall into the decline you've been talking about."

Ouyang Can and Xia Mu's expressions changed. They looked at the Qingxuan Patriarch deeply, their eyes flickering, and they had some vague guesses in their hearts, but they did not ask any more questions.

The news of the destruction of Black Wind Village and Evil Spirit Valley spread quickly, and the first to receive the news were the cultivators closest to the two major forces.

After a large number of independent cultivators received the news, they immediately rushed to the ruins of the two major forces, hoping to find some treasures from the ruins of the two major forces.

Many of the resources that are regarded as trash by Jindan stage cultivators are rare treasures in the eyes of Qi Refining stage or Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.

Therefore, many cultivators with low cultivation bases discovered treasures at the ruins of Black Wind Village and Evil Spirit Valley, and the competition for treasures continued to occur.

In the Evil Spirit Valley, a large number of cultivators were searching for treasure. A cultivator in the early stage of foundation building suddenly felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy on the ground. His face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly began to dig towards the location where the spiritual energy was emitted.

The deeper he dug, the stronger the spiritual energy fluctuations became. Just when he dug to a depth of ten feet, suddenly a white light shot out from the soil, wrapped in the white light a jade silkworm. The jade silkworm flashed and hit the cultivator's forehead, then bit through the forehead and drilled in.

Because the jade silkworm was moving too fast, the cultivator in the early stage of foundation building had no time to react. The next moment, he could not help but fall to the ground holding his head, screaming miserably, and a bloody light enveloped his body.