Clan Cultivation: Starting with Plundering Demonic Beast Talents

The battle between Lin Qingyang and Yuan He has ended, but Liu Yutong and Su Xiaotian are still locked in a life-or-death struggle.

Because Lin Qingyang and Yuan He fought to the point of mutual destruction, and both of them witnessed Lin Qingyang's weakened state, they went all out without holding back.

After half an hour of fighting, Su Xiaotian finally prevailed. The Blood Fiend Wolf broke through the layers of magic and stopped in front of Liu Yutong's neck.

"call!"

Su Xiaotian let out a long breath and quickly sat down cross-legged to begin recovering his magical power.

After defeating Liu Yutong, he was also in poor condition, with his magic power at less than 20%, and the Blood Fiend Wolf beside him was also covered in wounds.

At the same time, the sky-blue shield surrounding it also dropped to the mid-grade level of the first tier.

"We can only gamble that his injuries are more serious than mine."

Su Xiaotian looked up and glanced at Lin Qingyang on the battle platform not far away.

At this moment, everyone's attention returned to the arena, and two hours later, the final battle of the four races would begin.

On the second floor, all the Foundation Establishment cultivators returned to their private rooms.

The Su family, the Beast Tamers.

"Clan leader, that madwoman from the Yuan family created such terrifying power, yet Lin Qingyang survived. Clan brother Xiaotian, can you really defeat her?"

Su Xiaofei's expression was solemn, and the other younger members of the Su family around him were also not very confident that the Su family would win in the end.

"I have to admit that the Lin family has indeed had a stroke of good fortune in recent years. Lin Qingyang's talent in talismanic arts and magic is top-notch. Normally, Xiaotian's chance of winning is less than 30%."

As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Su Chengjun had incredibly sharp eyes and pointed out the key to this battle: "However, Lin Qingyang just completely consumed a second-tier spirit talisman, so his defensive magic weapon must be completely damaged."

"You Qi Refining cultivators have limited spiritual sense. If you were to refine a new defensive magic weapon, it would take at least several days. In this aspect, defensive magic weapons are already inferior, which increases your chances of winning by 10%."

"Furthermore, Lin Qingyang's injuries are more severe, and the Blood Fiend Wolf is a demon beast with a strong physique and a recovery speed twice that of a human cultivator. With one increase and the other decrease, the chances of winning increase by another 20%."

"Taking both factors into account, Xiaotian's chances of winning have reached over 60%!"

His analysis also reflects the views of most people on the field.

The Lin family's private room.

Those who accompanied the clan leader Lin Yaojiang on this trip were mostly from the Qing generation of the Lin family. After witnessing the gap between them and the other three major families, they were somewhat depressed.

Lin Yaojiang broke the silence, smiling and reassuringly saying, "There's no need for that. Su Xiaotian is already over fifty years old, at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and his natal demon beast is of superior quality. Qingyang's ability to fight to this extent is far beyond my expectations."

"As for you, you are all under forty years old. This trip is just to give you some experience, so there's no need to overthink it."

His words eased the tension on everyone's faces a little, and then they looked down and felt a bit of regret.

If I had known the Yuan family had such terrifying methods, I would have preferred to confront Liu Yutong or Su Xiaotian.

"Clan leader, we are incompetent, but Brother Qingyang's entry into the finals this time has already brought great honor to the clan."

Lin Qingping stepped forward and pleaded, "After three battles, we have lost at least nine first-grade high-level spirit talismans, and the high-grade defensive magic artifacts have probably been severely damaged by that thunder and flame technique. The loss is at least five hundred spirit stones. I hope the family can compensate for the loss."

As soon as she said this, the remaining members of the Qing generation nodded in agreement.

"Haha, very well, as you wish."

Lin Yaojiang gently stroked his white beard, his expression softening considerably.

However, when he looked down at the battle arena, he frowned. "Strange, this kid has spent so much mana repairing the defensive artifacts, there isn't enough time left to restore them."

At this moment, in the center of the first floor, on the dueling platform, the battle is less than half an hour away from starting.

Inside the circular barrier, a cultivator sat cross-legged on each side, east and west.

Lin Qingyang sat cross-legged, his magical power, which had just recovered to 90%, rapidly dissipating.

At the same time, with the input of magic power, the surface of the Crystal Cold Shield in front of him rapidly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it was mostly restored.

"Using forty percent of my magic power is still acceptable for today."

Lin Qingyang looked up at the man and wolf opposite him. As the person involved, he could naturally do what the Su family patriarch could analyze.

Normally, having survived Yuan He's attack, with his defensive magic artifacts destroyed and his injuries even more severe, he would essentially have no choice but to surrender victory.

Fortunately, I still have the Water Spirit Orb and the Rejuvenation Talisman on me.

Lin Qingyang took out a fist-sized pearl from his pocket, which was the gift Hong Yifei had given him that day.

He spent the first two hours refining the Rejuvenation Pill to recover, and could no longer take pills to accelerate the recovery of his magical power, but the Water Spirit Pearl did not have this restriction.

As he swallowed it, his magical power suddenly recovered to 80%!

At the same time, he removed the healing talisman from his arm, and his meridians, which had been severely injured by Lei Yan, had recovered to a great extent!

Exactly fifteen minutes later, the decisive battle begins!

Lin Qingyang stood up, releasing his magical power like a torrent. He raised his hand and released the Azure Netherworld Mother-Child Blade, consuming 30% of his magical power.

The [Saber Tooth] and [Water Pincers] talents consume 10% of mana.

Finally, three high-grade water arrow talismans were unleashed!

His attack power was not much weaker than before, but his defense was weakened by more than half. At this moment, his water armor had only recovered one percent.

Originally, with three high-grade spirit talismans and the [Water Armor] talent, his combat strength was comparable to that of his uncle Lin Zongyue, a fourth-level Qi Refining Perfection cultivator.

But now it's estimated that he can only be compared to Lin Zongbo.

"Fortunately, Su Xiaotian's combat strength has dropped even more drastically; it's probably comparable to Pei Song's now, right?"

Lin Qingyang assessed Su Xiaotian's current combat strength according to his own classification.

And that was indeed the case. Su Xiaotian's magic power was at its peak, but his defensive magic weapon had fallen to the middle grade, and his natal spirit beast, which accounted for most of his combat power, had only recovered 50% of its injuries.

Before the time it takes to drink a cup of tea was up, in order to avoid serious injury and delaying his journey, he took the initiative to admit defeat.

"In this competition of the four clans, Lin Qingyang emerged victorious! The right to use Nanhezhai for the next thirty years will be transferred to the Qingchi Lin family."

Jiang Shihua appeared out of thin air and tossed the control array plate to Lin Qingyang.

"Thank you, senior."

Lin Qingyang accepted it with his hands clasped. He carefully examined the array plate, which was oval in shape.

It feels great to the touch, radiates light, and even speeds up his mana recovery. It truly lives up to its reputation as a second-tier array plate.

Yes, Nanhezhai is a protective formation personally set up by the Qingyuan Sect. Although its range is small, it has reached the second level.

He then returned to the Lin family's private room.

"I have successfully completed my mission."

Lin Qingyang handed the array plate from Nanhezhai to the clan leader.

"Qingyang, good, good, good! Very good!"

The three consecutive "good"s highlighted Lin Yaojiang's excitement at that moment. The Lin family had only won first place in the Four Clans Gathering two or three times.

After the passing of the Taiyan Ancestor, the direct descendants he cultivated have reached the Foundation Establishment stage. The family has led the four Southern River Gatherings, and the best result they achieved was only second place!

This victory signifies that the Lin family has a worthy successor and represents a boost in their prestige. He can anticipate that at least two or three affiliated families will rejoin the Lin family.

"You have performed a meritorious service. As I said in the council of elders, two thousand merits will be awarded to you on the spot."

In front of more than ten members of the clan, clan leader Lin Yaojiang distributed merits.

"Thank you, clan chief."

Lin Qingyang checked his token and found that he had gained a total of 2,700 merit points. He looked at the clan leader with some confusion.

"This was Qingping's suggestion, and it was agreed upon by most of you Qing generation members. You won the Nanhezhai for the family. In thirty years, the family can accumulate thousands of spirit stones."

"The family will replenish the pills and talismans you used in the battle."

Lin Qingyang felt a warmth in his heart as he listened.

Then, he asked the question he was most concerned about, "May I ask, Clan Chief, when will this sparring match with the Qingyuan Sect take place?"

"You don't need to worry about that."

Lin Yaojiang waved his hand and said, "The Qi Refining cultivators stationed in Nanhefang are not top-tier; at most, they are comparable to your Uncle Zongbai."

"The champions of the previous five Four Clans Tournaments all received spiritual items bestowed by the Qingyuan Sect."

As he was speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and his figure vanished abruptly.

Inside the private room, only one sentence was left: "Don't leave the market area, wait for me at the city gate."

Three breaths later.

"Boom!"

A loud bang!

"Is someone attacking the market?"

Lin Qingyang was filled with doubt and surprise. A quarter of an hour later, the Lin family arrived at the city gate of the market and, through the protective array, witnessed a bloody scene.

An old man's corpse had been drained into a dried-up corpse, and one of the fingers on his right hand had disappeared, revealing that his storage ring had been stolen. Beside him were two enormous creatures.

They were respectively a flying crane puppet and a tiger-shaped puppet, but at this moment they were torn to pieces and were forcibly avoided.

In the far distance, a faint crimson light could be seen, already dozens of miles away.

Surrounding him were seven Foundation Establishment cultivators, including Lin Yaojiang.

"The Lu family patriarch, with his mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation, was able to control two second-tier puppets, yet he didn't even have a chance to escape back to the market."

"Moreover, the blood-light divine power he used was so powerful that even the seven of us couldn't stop it in time."

"When did our Cangshan County produce a cultivator of such power?!"

Liu Tongxun's face was grim. As a Foundation Establishment cultivator on duty, he would be held accountable for such an incident.

Of course, there was more concern about the safety of Cangshan County. Even a Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivator with two second-tier puppets was killed head-on. If they were to travel alone and get caught, wouldn't they also be in danger of perishing?

"Brother Liu, a Tribulation Cultivator of this strength appeared once thirty years ago."

Lin Yaojiang's eyes were slightly red.

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere on the field froze for a moment, and then everyone's eyes fell on the two Foundation Establishment ancestors of the Zhao family.

Back then, the Lin family's Purple Bamboo Mountain spiritual vein was said to have been attacked by a treacherous cultivator, but the fact that the two patriarchs of the Zhao family seamlessly seized Purple Bamboo Mountain made it hard not to have some doubts.

The two patriarchs of the Zhao family were not intimidated. Two Foundation Establishment stage pressures began to emanate, faintly enveloping Lin Yaojiang. "Fellow Daoist Lin seemed to have just advanced to Foundation Establishment back then. Hiding in the formation to buy time, you were able to detect how much aura that Tribulation cultivator possessed."

"The two cultivators might not even be the same person."

Jiang Shihua frowned and interrupted the argument, "Fellow Daoist Lu is from an affiliated family of my Qingyuan Sect. He was ambushed and killed in public outside the market, during the Nanhe Small Gathering."

"This is a serious violation of the rules of my Qingyuan Sect. The Enforcement Hall will send people to investigate."

"As for whether the two cultivators are the same person, I cannot be certain. Thirty years ago, the Lin family's water ape corpse was taken away. This time, the Lu family patriarch also took away the second-tier mid-grade Flame Armored Ox corpse."

As soon as she finished speaking, the expressions of the six Foundation Establishment cultivators present became much more solemn.

But then, Jiang Shihua said something that made the people around her look terrified.

"The reason why we are not certain is mainly because the escape technique used by the cultivator who wielded the blood blade at the end seemed to contain mortal souls and resentment, and is suspected to be a demonic supernatural power."

The faces of the four major families, along with several members of the Zhao family, were all very grim. Unlike demonic cultivators, most demonic cultivators have a lineage.

This demonic cultivator possesses formidable supernatural powers, comparable to a Purple Mansion seed cultivator from the Qingyuan Sect. It is highly likely that a Golden Core old demon is behind him.

Jiang Shihua was even more worried. During her Qi Refining period, she had taken on the maintenance task of the sect's scripture pavilion and had read through many sect records.

The last time demonic cultivators caused chaos was a thousand years ago. At that time, the Qingyuan Sect paid the price of three Purple Mansion cultivators falling and Golden Core cultivators being injured in order to drive out a group of demonic cultivators.

After such an incident, the Foundation Establishment cultivators present dared not linger and hurriedly returned to their families to take charge, while also agreeing to form a defensive alliance.

The two elders of the Zhao family also hurriedly left.

After about several hours, they returned to Purple Bamboo Mountain and entered the secret chamber.

"Brother Ji Yu, the Blood Blade Divine Power used by the cultivator in this tribulation seems to be Lu Yufeng, and his only request back then was the essence blood of the Water Ape."

"But who exactly is he? Back then, he was able to produce a rare array-breaking bead, and in just thirty years, he has improved to this level of strength. He's probably not far from advancing to the Purple Mansion realm."

Zhao Zhuangning's face turned somewhat pale.

"Never mind him. We have hundreds of direct relatives, and the entire Zhao family is related to him. Tens of thousands of ordinary people have settled in Cangshan County. Let's just pretend we've never met this person."

Zhao Jiyu shook his head. Demonic cultivators are cunning and treacherous. Cooperating with them might lead to being possessed by demonic forces and ultimately becoming a puppet unable to live or die.

At this moment, he even felt a little regretful. If they had known that the other party was a demonic cultivator, they would never have cooperated with him thirty years ago.

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