Immortal Cultivation Families: The Rise of the Jinling Immortal Clan

At Xia Yuhui's signal, Qingfeng suddenly appeared and shouted down, "Yang family cultivators, I am Qingfeng Ghost General. Today, quickly hand over 50,000 mortals and 30 cultivators for me to devour, or I will leave not a single one alive."

The Yang family cultivators below were thrown into chaos, clearly having known all along that Qingfeng was a second-tier spirit ghost.

Seeing this, Qingfeng was secretly pleased and was about to make a move to kill a few cultivators for his own amusement when an old man suddenly appeared.

"Senior Xia, would you please show yourself?"

There was no movement in the black mist. Seeing this, Qingfeng sneered, gripped the Hundred Ghosts Banner tightly, and intended to kill the old man.

However, the old man showed no fear. Suddenly, a sword appeared in his hand—the very same top-grade magic sword that had injured Xia Yuhui.

"Old man, do you intend to take your Yang family cultivators with you to your deaths?" Qingfeng threatened, seeing the heavy pressure of the sword.

“Senior Xia, since you refuse to show yourself, then I will come up here to find you.”

After saying this, he leaped into the air, intending to enter the black mist. A gentle breeze tried to stop him, but he was blocked by a telepathic message and had to give up.

Upon seeing this, Yang Kongtai, the head of the Yang family, did not hesitate and immediately entered the black mist.

Upon entering, he saw a young man in a black robe, with an extraordinary air about him, who was smiling at him.

"Greetings, Senior Xia!"

The fierce battle with Linggui Daoren had already been spread far and wide by Linggui Daoren, and most of Xia Yuhui's methods were known to the world. Linggui Daoren also used this opportunity to completely exonerate himself from the crime of attacking the Cai family.

After this news spread, all the forces in Jinling County were shocked. They could hardly have imagined that the Xia family could be resurrected and that someone like Xia Yuhui could appear. A cultivator who had just entered the Foundation Establishment stage could actually defeat the famous Linggui Daoist.

From then on, the cultivators in the county no longer dared to underestimate the Xia family.

"Friend Yang, it's been a long time. I wonder if you still remember what you said to me that day?"

"This junior remembers. I wonder how you, senior, would allow me to spare the Yang family?" Yang Taikong cut straight to the point, his words concise.

“I know you are a smart person, otherwise you would not have been able to develop the Yang family to this extent. I will be frank with you, your Yang family needs to compensate the Xia family with five thousand spirit stones, as well as the magic weapon in your possession.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Taikong was overjoyed. He hadn't expected Xia Yuhui's request to be so simple, especially since he had already prepared to go bankrupt.

Seeing the joy on Yang Taikong's face, Xia Yuhui chuckled as well. His laughter was so loud that even the breeze outside seemed drawn to it, wanting to investigate.

Seeing Xia Yuhui's actions, Yang Kongtai knew that this matter was not so simple, and immediately asked with a solemn expression, "Does Senior Xia have any other requests?"

Xia Yuhui stopped beating around the bush and said directly, "These two demands are conditional on your Yang family becoming a vassal of my Xia family. Otherwise, the Yang family will cease to exist after today."

"What? Senior Xia..."

"No need for further words. I'll give you fifteen minutes to think it over carefully when you get back." After saying that, Xia Yuhui turned her head away and ignored him.

After hesitating for a long time, Yang Taikong finally sighed helplessly and was about to leave when Qingfeng stopped him and beckoned to him. Yang Taikong had no choice but to hand over the top-grade magic weapon in his hand to Qingfeng.

After everyone left, the two ghosts, Qingfeng and Mingyue, quietly appeared beside Xia Yuhui.

“Master, this is just a small Qi Refining family. Why don’t you wipe them out and seize their spirit stones?” Qingfeng said.

“This is utterly foolish! This is the behavior of a demon! Our master is the leader of the righteous path, how could he do such a heinous thing?” Mingyue immediately retorted.

Holding a top-grade fire-attribute magic weapon, Xia Yuhui examined it for a moment before smiling faintly: "The demonic path, how can it compare to me, Xia Yuhui? As long as there is profit to be gained, I, Xia Yuhui, can freely switch between the demonic path and the righteous path. Sometimes, the demonic path is no match for those so-called righteous paths; they are just better at disguising themselves."

"If I kill all these people now, I can only obtain some resources. But if I keep them, they can serve my Xia family, or even be used as cannon fodder. Tell me, what should I choose?"

"Ah, I see. Master is truly wise. How can those so-called demonic villains compare to my master? They are like fireflies vying with the bright moon."

"Shut up! The master is the righteous one, the righteous one!" Mingyue quickly covered Qingfeng's mouth with her hand, fearing that he would utter any more nonsense.

"Hahaha! Righteous path and demonic path, it's nothing more than you being in me and me being in you." Xia Yuhui looked down at the terrified Yang family cultivators below and laughed wildly.

Below, inside a cave dwelling of the Yang family with powerful restrictions, the Yang family's high-ranking members had gathered. Yang Taikong, sitting in the main seat, angrily threw all the teacups and vases on the table to the ground and roared, "Damn it, Xia Yuhui deserves to die!"

"Clan leader, please agree. The Xia family has risen to power and is now unstoppable. If I, Yang, become their vassal, I may also gain some opportunities," a Qi Refining Level 7 cultivator advised.

"Shut up, you fool! If we become vassals of the Xia family, we will only be their lackeys, working for them and protecting them from calamities. Have you ever seen a vassal family rise to power? Besides, Xia Yuhui is ruthless, so the treatment of my Yang family will only get worse." An old man standing to the side immediately rebuked him angrily.

The others also had their own opinions, and they started arguing together inside the cave.

"Enough, all of you shut up! Let's become vassals." Yang Taikong sighed, looking up.

No, clan leader, we still have a chance. After we get out, we will fight to the death to stop Xia Yuhui. You can then lead the Yang family's wealth and some talented young descendants to escape together. You still have the Crimson Fruit. Once you find a Foundation Establishment spiritual item, you may be able to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage directly. At that time, our Yang family will be able to take revenge and return.

Upon hearing this, several people nodded, their expressions excited, clearly already prepared to fight to the death.

However, Yang Kongtai did not listen to this. Instead, he sat on the stool with a blank look in his eyes. "You underestimate him. You underestimate the way this old red-haired devil does things. If we dare to resist today, all the cultivators of the Yang family, along with those mortals, will surely die without a burial place!"

Crimson Old Ghost is the name given to Xia Yuhui by his enemies and idle rogue cultivators in the market. This title is given because Xia Yuhui possesses crimson lightning and two spirit ghosts, and because he acts ruthlessly. Of course, this title is mostly given by his enemies, while rogue cultivators or friends call him Crimson Thunder Taoist.

After venting his anger, Yang Kongtai slowly got up and went out. The Yang family members could only sigh helplessly and follow him.

As Xia Yuhui saw the Yang family members emerge from the black mist, a slight smile appeared on his lips. Just as he had expected, the Yang family had no courage to resist.

Just as he was in a good mood, his expression suddenly changed. He took out a token from his storage bag, which was flashing with a faint light.

After a moment's thought, Xia Yuhui immediately threw out a communication talisman and then appeared, rushing downwards. He had important matters to attend to and couldn't care less about his reputation, since it was already ruined and he could bear any further damage.

"All cultivators of the Yang family, from this day forward, you are vassals of my Xia family. If you ever encounter external enemies who oppress you, you may seek my help. I, Xia Yuhui, will surely uphold justice for you."

The cultivators of the Yang family were either happy or sad, but many were indignant, while the happy ones were mostly young cultivators.

Upon hearing Xia Yuhui finish speaking, Yang Kongtai immediately put on a forced expression and said slowly, "Senior, this is a spirit stone. I hope you will take good care of my Yang family in the future. My Yang family will also do our best to help you."