Chapter 344: The Old Affairs of the Tong Family, the Changes in Qin Yuan

Chapter 344: The Old Affairs of the Tong Family, the Changes in Qin Yuan

In the vast expanse of the heavens, a flute plays, scattering heavenly flowers across the world.

In the north and south, amidst the Xi Jiang, snowflakes dance for ten thousand li.

On the city walls, in taverns, and within rural courtyards, everyone looks up to the sky, gazing at that terrifying figure.

"The Red Rod Tyrant... has wiped out the Xi Jiang Demon?"

"He actually annihilated them!"

Everyone knew that the Red Rod Tyrant would battle the Xi Jiang Demon, and this clash was approaching. However, they never expected it to begin so abruptly and end so swiftly.

In just a few dozen breaths, it was over.

Too hasty.

After all, there were twenty thousand demon troops led by the Xi Jiang Fish Maiden! Yet, in the hands of the Red Rod Tyrant, they were more fragile than a nest of ants.

In the Xi Jiang, the once mighty demon troops melted away like snowflakes under the scorching sun.

That blood-red, terrifying figure stood in the sky dome, resembling a heavenly deity.

Everyone stared at the figure, their expressions fervent with awe.

"This world, this realm, if the Red Rod Tyrant desires it, he can take it with ease!"

"With such power, even ten thousand Venerable Dragon Guards may not be able to halt his stride!"

"This is the true Unofficial Emperor, the Martial Arts Overlord!"

Countless people exclaimed in awe.

All doubts vanished, and those who had once harbored secret plans now felt exposed under Qi Yuan's formidable might, standing tall and unafraid.

At that moment, the blood-red figure in the sky descended, landing on a hill a thousand li away.

The blood-red armor vanished, and the figure stood in the snow, conspicuous in its redness.

"Wood Stone, let's go. It's time to leave."

Amidst the vast snow, the blood-red figure didn't spare a glance for the world, leaving behind a solitary silhouette.

In the tavern, Huo Mushi hurriedly pulled the rope, dragging two black bags, each containing a demon and a human. He followed closely, almost running.

The onlookers in the tavern didn't dare approach.

Princess Luzhu hesitated, then shouted with determination, "Master, are you leaving?"

She had a feeling that once the Red Rod Tyrant departed, she might never see him again.

Qi Yuan, without turning back, silently consumed the demonic blood.

In this battle, after slaying twenty thousand demons, he had acquired an immense amount of demonic blood, which would greatly aid him.

"Hmm," Qi Yuan said, then paused, remembering the Moon Maiden. "How much did you learn just now?"

He felt that perhaps he was getting old, always reminiscing about the past.

"I..." Princess Luzhu hesitated, "Zero percent."

"In that case, farewell until we meet again." Qi Yuan didn't bother to say more.

In this world, he was but a passerby, a player in a game.

After speaking, Qi Yuan's gaze fell on the blood-red staff, his expression calm.

Suddenly, he raised his hand.

The blood-red staff was thrown into the Xi Jiang.

Qi Yuan's eyes sparkled with a brilliant smile, "If a monkey finds it, that would be interesting."

Having nearly exterminated all the demons and monsters in this world, it was time for him to complete his task.

In less than a year, he had reached the Martial Spirit Realm, akin to the Divine Embryo Realm.

These pure souls had pampered him.

As the staff was thrown, Qi Yuan stood alone, disappearing from sight.

...

Half a day passed.

On a small boat.

Qi Yuan lay lazily on the boat, resembling a young master out for a leisurely excursion.

On the other side of the boat were two black bags.

The black bags were tightly sealed, appearing to contain people.

Speculations about the contents of the black bags abounded. Some said they held peerless beauties, hidden by the Red Rod Tyrant; others claimed they held priceless treasures, the source of his formidable power.

Now, the mysterious black bags were opened, revealing a glimpse of their contents.

Qi Yuan, with his back to Flower Demon and the young Tong Youwei, didn't even glance at them.

The once domineering Flower Demon was both delighted and shocked, but mostly silent.

When she was first abducted, she thought it was a joke. Now, after everything she had seen and heard, her heart was numb, trembling.

"Master..."

She struggled to find the right words, afraid of angering this peerless warrior.

In her heart, questions swirled.

Why had he captured her?

Qi Yuan shifted into a more relaxed pose, still not looking at Flower Demon. His leisurely voice echoed, "Tell me the story of Tong Youwei and Man Luo."

After watching the final episode, it was time to leave this once-treasured land.

No, with the demons annihilated, this place could no longer be considered a treasure.

In the world of cultivation, a powerful cultivator named Qi Yuan lay on his side, listening to the tale of a flower demon named Man Luo. Her eyes held a hint of hatred as she recounted her story, a tale as old as time itself.

"The story begins like a cliche," she said, "At Wanshan Temple, a fierce storm raged, and heavy rain poured down. A young master from a noble family sought shelter there and saw a flower being battered by the wind and rain. Taking pity, he brought the flower inside, sheltering it from the elements."

The flower in his embrace remembered his scent, and years later, the flower had taken on human form. She intentionally approached the young master, and at Wanshan Temple, they reunited. Over time, their feelings grew, and during a heavy rain, they stole the forbidden fruit..."

The story continued, filled with twists and turns.

The young master was the only male heir of the Tong family, doted upon by his parents. He had never known hardship, growing up with a silver spoon in his mouth.

When the head of the Tong family learned of his son's relationship with a demon, he naturally refused and confined the young master to the estate.

After all, if the young master married a demon, what would become of the Tong family's reputation? And even if a human and a demon married, their offspring would only be an abomination.

Due to their bloodline, the Tong family had only one heir in each generation.

If the demon gave birth to an abomination, wouldn't the Tong family line be severed?

"The head of the Tong family met with the flower demon, Man Luo. He said that the Tong family's bloodline must continue. After Tong Youwei marries and has a child, then they can meet."

But he didn't know that Man Luo was already pregnant.

To ensure the child's well-being, she ventured alone to Shu Demon Mountain, enduring a thousand cuts and bruises as she sought the Metamorphic Fruit.

The fruit guaranteed her child's health, and she successfully gave birth, but... the price was her life.

"I was born, and Tong Youwei married another woman."

Man Luo's face was filled with hatred as she spoke, her voice filled with madness.

"Haha, the funniest part is that Tong Youwei's wife couldn't get pregnant. He panicked, afraid that he was infertile and would be ridiculed.

Haha, so to have a child, he took his wife to Wanshan Temple, and asked a monk to..." She laughed, "And that's how Tong Tianyou was born.

However, fearing that his secret would be exposed, Tong Tianyou, upon his birth, poisoned his wife.

The father and son had a loving relationship, and their days were filled with harmony.

So, I poisoned Tong Tianyou and deceived his father, claiming I wanted to save him. They had to give me the heart of his closest relative!

They claimed to love him, willing to pluck the stars from the sky for him.

But they believed that Tong Youwei couldn't bear a son, and only Tong Tianyou could. So, they knocked Tong Youwei unconscious and brought him to me, asking me to save their grandchild.

When I took his heart, he cried pitifully, full of repentance.

Tong Elder Mother became a tearful mess, haha, it was her who had deceived Tong Youwei into drinking the Mind-Cloud Potion.

That night, his hair turned white, and the love between relatives was truly touching.

In the end, their love was exposed, and their love was nothing but a feeling they craved for themselves!

Man Luo's voice was frenzied, filled with hysteria.

She was filled with resentment towards the Tong family and Tong Youwei, as if she wanted to devour their flesh and bones.

Qi Yuan lay on his side, listening intently, and yawned, "It's quite a complex story. Thankfully, when I was at Wanshan Temple, I didn't grow a brain, or else... I wouldn't have met so many of my beloved white moonlights."

"Indeed, and before we leave, we can even watch a play. That's not bad at all."

At this moment, standing on the flatboat, the flower demon's eyes revealed a sinister smile. "When I was three, I had my womb dug out and turned into a magical artifact. The Tong family will be left without an heir, hahahaha..."

It seemed that for her, this was the most thorough way.

Man Luo laughed hysterically, her laughter filled with despair.

"In the world of cultivation, a powerful cultivator named Qi Yuan lay on his side, listening to the tale of a flower demon named Man Luo. Her eyes held a hint of hatred as she recounted her story, a tale as old as time itself.

The story begins like a cliche. At Wanshan Temple, a fierce storm raged, and heavy rain poured down. A young master from a noble family sought shelter there and saw a flower being battered by the wind and rain. Taking the flower in his embrace, it remembered his scent.

Years later, the flower had taken human form and intentionally approached the young master. At Wanshan Temple, they reunited, and over time, their feelings grew. During a heavy rain, they stole the forbidden fruit...

The story continued, filled with twists and turns. The young master was the only male heir of the Tong family, doted upon by his parents. He had never known hardship, growing up with a silver spoon in his mouth.

When the head of the Tong family learned of his son's relationship with a demon, he naturally refused and confined the young master to the estate. After all, if the young master married a demon, what would become of the Tong family's reputation? And even if a human and a demon married, their offspring would only be an abomination.

Due to their bloodline, the Tong family had only one heir in each generation. If the demon gave birth to an abomination, wouldn't the Tong family line be severed?

'The head of the Tong family met with the flower demon, Man Luo. He said that the Tong family's bloodline must continue. After Tong Youwei marries and has a child, they can meet,' Man Luo recalled his words.

But she didn't know that I was already pregnant. To ensure the child's well-being, she ventured alone to Shu Demon Mountain, enduring cuts and bruises as she sought the Metamorphic Fruit.

The fruit guaranteed her child's health, and she successfully gave birth, but... the price was her life.

'I was born, and Tong Youwei married another woman,' Man Luo continued, her voice filled with hatred.

Qi Yuan lay on his side, listening intently, and yawned, "It's quite a complex story. Thankfully, when I was at Wanshan Temple, I didn't grow a brain, or else... I wouldn't have met so many of my beloved white moonlights."

"Indeed, and before we leave, we can even watch a play. That's not bad at all."

At this moment, standing on the flatboat, the flower demon's eyes revealed a sinister smile. "When I was three, I had my womb dug out and turned into a magical artifact. The Tong family will be left without an heir, hahahaha..."

It seemed that for her, this was the most thorough way to get rid of the Tong family.

Man Luo laughed hysterically, her laughter filled with despair.

Tong Tianyou stood nearby, observing Man Luo, his expression touched by her emotions.

As if he too was infected by her feelings, his mood turned somber.

"The world is too chaotic. Why bother with such thoughts? I have a sword, and I will use it to sever them."

At this moment, a languid voice was heard, and a figure rose from the flatboat.

Hearing Qi Yuan's words, Tong Tianyou's face changed slightly. All his previous worries dissipated, and he lowered his head, deep in thought.

Beside him, Man Luo stumbled, her emotions in shambles.

Qi Yuan viewed everything as if it were a play, but occasionally, he too played a part.

"Wood Stone, after I leave, go back to Zhenyang and tell the Tong family that their lineage has ended."

As his words fell, Qi Yuan's figure also disappeared from sight.

The demons in this realm were all slain, and the remaining trifles were of no concern to him. He was too lazy to deal with them, and it was time for him to leave.

"Lord!" Huo Mushi looked ahead, his expression filled with a moment of wistfulness.

In the city of Tianyue, within the Qin Yuan Kingdom, a woman lay in a three-bedroom apartment, wearing a thin silk nightgown. Her eyes were tightly shut, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead, causing her bangs to become disheveled.

Suddenly, she jolted awake, gasping for breath.

"Another nightmare?" Zhong Niao sat up, her face filled with deep fear.

These days, she had been having nightmares every night.

In her dreams, she saw a crack appear between heaven and earth, and a woman who looked exactly like her emerged, wielding a knife that pierced her heart.

The woman's icy expression was still vividly imprinted in her memory.

She had been having this dream for three consecutive days.

"I must be really stressed to have such bizarre nightmares, right?" Zhong Niao's face was etched with anxiety.

In her dreams, she witnessed cracks in the sky, and countless strange figures, demons, and monsters appeared, seemingly from other worlds. They wore ancient clothing or rode in technologically advanced warships, engaging in mutual slaughter.

She was also killed by a woman dressed in ancient attire who looked exactly like her.

"Usually, dreams are projections of the real world.

I think these dreams are related to the cultivators who descended upon Gong Xing half a year ago."

Zhong Niao tried to reassure herself.

Half a year ago, a crack appeared in the sky above Gong Xing, connecting it to four cultivation worlds.

Countless cultivators from these worlds arrived at Gong Xing, causing a massive impact on the city.

These cultivators possessed incredible abilities, flying through the air and moving with speed rivaling fighter jets, showcasing their formidable and mysterious powers.

The arrival of these cultivators caused great turmoil in Gong Xing.

At that time, there was even a great demon who brandished the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, shouting about slaughtering the city.

This great demon was a demon sect's elder, a demon giant, a Divine Embryo elder.

People's hearts trembled with fear.

The Sky Eye also demonstrated its formidable power at that moment, directly eradicating the great demon with pinpoint precision.

The entire Qin Yuan Kingdom rejoiced at this display.

The four cultivation worlds were also shaken by this event.

They never expected that Gong Xing would possess such a terrifying weapon.

Later, the Seven Martial Stars and the four cultivation worlds sat down for a month-long negotiation, signing numerous contracts.

These contracts involved trade, establishing Daoist temples, and cultivating schools.

Zhong Niao thought that these events had left a deep impression on her, so... she kept dreaming about another world descending upon Gong Xing, with someone who looked exactly like her appearing and slaying her.

"It's a pity that Qi Yuan is gone. Otherwise, I'd have him check if I'm possessed."

Zhong Niao thought.

For nearly a year, she had searched for Qi Yuan several times.

The news she received was that Qi Yuan was currently not around.

This made her quite disappointed.

Qi Yuan was a cultivator, and since she was familiar with him, perhaps he could investigate her recent nightmares.

She had once helped Qi Yuan treat a mental illness. Now... she wondered if Qi Yuan could help treat her illness, which seemed reasonable, right?

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At the Tian Xuan Tower, people came and went, various schools of thought gathered.

"This is the Tian Xuan Tower," the female streamer said, holding her phone and filming the tower, "It's rumored that this tower was given to the Seven Martial Stars by a mysterious cultivation sect, the Xuan Tian Sect. This is also our province's... first-class famous cultivation sect."

Half a year ago, the four cultivation worlds connected with Gong Xing.

The major sects decided to establish their Daoist traditions in Gong Xing.

A sect like the Xuan Tian Sect, with a Divine Embryo elder, was undoubtedly a major sect.

This Daoist tradition was known as an Upper-tier Immortal Sect.

If this sect were placed on Blue Star, it would be considered a top-tier university.

As for the other smaller cultivation sects, well... they were far inferior.

"Damn it, our province has so many people, yet only one Upper-tier Immortal Sect!"

"It's a pity they only recruit disciples based on talent!"

"Look, there are so many people kneeling outside the Tian Xuan Tower, all seeking a chance to join a top-tier sect."

"I also want to join a sect like the Xuan Tian Sect!"

"My neighbor, a sixty-year-old lady, has been single all her life. Finally, she joined a sect comparable to the Xuan Tian Sect, and then a Marquis took notice of her and married her!"

"Girls, check out the streamer, and be prepared for some shocking news."

In the livestream, people from all over the country watched the Tian Xuan Tower, their eyes filled with longing.

Joining such a major sect was like a fish leaping over a dragon gate, ensuring a life of success and prestige.

At that moment, on the rooftop of the Tian Xuan Tower, a tall and slender figure with starbrow and sword-like eyes stood, but her expression was haggard.

She scanned the people kneeling below, disappointment evident in her eyes: "They're all... trash spiritual roots!"

(End of Chapter)

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