System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

"Shut up!"

Hearing the incessant chatter of the Qushan natives, Senior Brother Ziyu's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he swept them over. This roar immediately silenced the three clan leaders, who dared not meet Ziyu's gaze.

The fear in his eyes was as if he had seen a ferocious beast, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily.

"The Jiang family, with their repeated use of treasures like the Lesser Teleportation Talisman, have successfully piqued my interest!"

Even among the second-generation disciples of Cangyun Ridge, the Lesser Teleportation Talisman is a rare and invaluable life-saving trump card.

He Ziyu was bestowed with one by the sect's higher-ups because of his enormous potential and the expectation that he would break through to the Myriad Manifestations Realm in a short time.

Unexpectedly, the young Jiang family member was able to produce two portions, which truly tempted Ziyu.

Who knows how many of these talismans the feudal lords bestowed upon the ancestors of the Jiang clan?

If he could extinguish the Jiang clan's fire and gain a point or two, his assets would be much more abundant after he reached the Myriad Manifestations Realm, which would benefit his future path of cultivation.

"Fellow disciples, now that the war has progressed to this point, these Innate Realm cultivators are no longer of any use. From this moment on, those who will participate in the war will be those at the Foundation Establishment Realm."

Ziyu scanned the remaining members of the three clans at the Bifu Realm and shouted to his fellow disciples.

“Yes, this level of Innate Realm strength is really weak. If we continue like this, it will only damage morale.”

When Ziyu spoke, no one dared to disrespect him, and they all nodded in agreement.

But what was the reality? They were ambushed one after another, and they watched indifferently. At this time, the army of cultivators from the three races was less than 10,000. Only nine cultivators from the three races at the Foundation Establishment Realm remained on the command platform at the rear.

However, at this critical moment, Ziyu's single sentence completely stripped away the meaning of all the sacrifices made by the three clans.

Upon hearing these words, the three clan leaders felt a wave of dizziness wash over them.

They all trembled, glaring angrily at Xiang Ziyu. If it weren't for the hundreds of thousands of clansmen remaining, they would have joined forces to kill this brat right now.

After discussing the matter, Ziyun coldly looked at the three clan leaders and shouted, "Next, I will order all clan members below the Foundation Establishment Realm to evacuate. Only those at the Foundation Establishment Realm will remain to join us in attacking the Jiang Clan's lair!"

Seeing the expressions on the faces of the three clan leaders, Ziyun smiled and said, "Broken bottles and jars can be replaced. Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles. If the Jiang and Ji clans conquer their territories, you will reap countless benefits. Don't limit your vision to this small Qushan."

The words of intimidation and appeasement were a gesture of respect from Ziyun to the three clans.

The three clan leaders went along with it; what else could they do? Were they really going to fight the Cangyun Ridge disciples to the death? What about all the previous sacrifices then?

"Yes, we'll go and mobilize the troops to evacuate right away, and then we'll come back!"

Ziyun nodded with a smile.

The three clan leaders flew away dejectedly, while Ziyun and the others merely watched them fly away with cold eyes and sneered.

"They're just ants, yet they actually believed whatever they were told."

Hearing Ziyun's words, the other disciples sneered even more: "Later, let the surviving cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm explore the formation for us and play a final role."

"Yes, if they don't comply, then I'll just kill them with this weapon."

……

After everyone had a flurry of chatter, the three heads of the Ruan family quickly returned.

The group then returned to the sky curtain. Compared to the previous atmosphere, the curtain was now somewhat silent and oppressive; they had suffered a series of setbacks, something no one had expected.

Zi Yun glanced at the wrong direction the Gold-Eating Insect was pointing at, then coldly snorted and crushed it to death. The Gold-Eating Insect struggled in his hand for a moment before turning into a lump of minced meat.

"Since the location given by the Gold-Eating Insects is wrong, it means that all our initial plans were developing in the wrong direction, which corresponds exactly to the Jiang family's strategy."

"Impressive, impressive. This is truly an eye-opening experience. The Jiang clan, which has only been around for a thousand years, actually has the means to restore Jiang Ming's injuries. Not only that, but they were also able to extract the Gold-Eating Insects intact and even use them to set a trap for us."

After Ziyun finished speaking, she looked at the three families of Ruan and asked, "You have fought against the Jiang family many times. Have you ever heard of such a cunning person in the Jiang family?"