chsdbacks Chapter 199: The Huajian Sect Seals the Mountain! The Zhang Family's Misunderstanding!
Chapter 199: The Huajian Sect Seals the Mountain! The Zhang Family's Misunderstanding!
He just stood there, motionless.
He let the wind and rain wash away the blood and grime from his face.
Black blood continued to flow from the deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest, which constantly emitted black energy.
But Hua Shisan paid no attention to it.
At this moment, his heart ached even more, to the extreme.
Scenes of my time with my senior sister flashed through my mind.
Two lines of bloody tears flowed down her face unnoticed.
"Senior sister..."
The black hair on his head turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Jian Yuntian looked at Hua Shisan, who had a blank stare, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
He knew some of Hua Shisan's past, but as a junior, he couldn't say anything.
The most important thing right now is to appease the remaining disciples of the sect.
Dragging his heavily injured body, he flashed to the sect's martial arts arena.
Looking at the remaining less than 30% of the elders, deacons, and disciples.
Jian Yuntian clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot.
I wish I could rush to the Soul Devouring Cult's lair and fight to the death right now!
But he knew he couldn't.
Zhou Tianjian staggered over and knelt before Jian Yuntian.
His voice trembled as he said, "Master..."
"Clean up the battlefield, heal the wounded, and rebuild the great formation!" Before he could finish speaking, Jian Yuntian's hoarse but unquestionable voice rang out.
He glanced at the blood-stained landscape, "Sword Sect Lu Qinghan! Zhu Jingyi!"
To protect the sect, he sacrificed himself to vanquish evil!
Their will is as firm as a mountain, their spirit as sharp as a sword!
Enter the ancestral mausoleum of the sect, and forever guard Jiuhua Mountain!
"Furthermore... From this day forward, the Jiuhua Sword Sect will be closed for a hundred years to recuperate and rebuild!"
Within a hundred years, no disciple may leave the mountain unless there is an urgent matter.
A century later, the mountain gates will reopen, and disciples will be accepted from far and wide!
The sound reached everyone's ears, and a somber look appeared on everyone's face.
But they knew this was the best option for the Sword Sect at the moment.
There was no resentment, only helplessness.
A month later, the Jiuhua Sword Sect held a memorial ceremony.
The area around Sword Mountain no longer resembles the desolate scene it had a month ago.
There were no more blood sacrifices, no more broken walls and ruins, no more mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Only the Sword Sect Ancestral Mausoleum has more tombstones.
Everything seemed to be back on track.
Various immortal cities.
Occasionally, green grass sprouts from the ruins.
Wildflowers quietly bloom between the broken walls.
All the signs point to an eternal truth:
After destruction, there will be new life.
The land watered with blood will eventually bloom with the most magnificent flowers.
Canglan Immortal City, the center.
A magnificent building still stands intact in its original location.
It showed no signs of damage whatsoever.
Bai Zijing sat in the elegant room as always, but this time he did not play the zither, and looked out the window towards the direction of the Jiuhua Sword Sect.
The sound slowly began.
"Four Nascent Soul cultivators and nearly a thousand Golden Core cultivators perished."
After this battle, the cultivation world of the Tianlong Sea will likely take hundreds of years to recover.
The Jiuhua Sword Sect closed its gates for a hundred years, and the Soul Devouring Sect also retreated into seclusion.
This sea area will soon become chaotic.
Without a dominant power to oversee things, the forces in the North and South Seas will certainly not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
They will inevitably interfere.
Uncle Gu, which force do you think will be the ultimate winner in this chaotic world?
Bai Zijing looked at Gu Yuan, a hint of a smile in his eyes.
Hearing this, Gu Yuan also became interested.
A thoughtful expression appeared on his usually calm face.
After a moment, he spoke up: "I guess it's still the Nine Hua Sword Sect."
Although the Jiuhua Sword Sect suffered heavy losses, its foundation, built up over ten thousand years, is unmatched by any other force.
As for the Soul Devouring Cult, although their evil arts are powerful, they are not popular.
Not everyone has the strong will to resist the aftereffects of evil practices.
As for other forces, even if any of them were lucky enough to gain the support of other sea-dominant forces, they would still be no match for the Nine Hua Sword Sect.
A tiger that has been severely injured is still a sick tiger, not a sick cat.
Upon hearing this, Bai Zijing smiled without saying a word, only shaking his head slightly.
He picked up the teacup on the table, which was filled with spiritual tea, blew on it, and took a sip.
Seeing this, Gu Yuan frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then spoke again:
"That is the Donglan Wei Clan. In terms of foundation and strength, the Donglan Wei Clan is the strongest besides the Jiuhua Sword Sect."
Only the Wei family possesses the strength to rival the Nine Hua Sword Sect.
Bai Zijing smiled, shook his head, chuckled softly, and stood up.
Standing by the window, watching the people rebuilding the immortal city, he slowly said, "I guess the ultimate winner will be neither the Nine Hua Sword Sect nor the Donglan Wei Clan, but the Xuanxiao Zhang Clan!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan was greatly alarmed!
He subconsciously retorted:
"How is this possible! How could it be the Zhang family!"
The Zhang family currently consists of only one cultivator who has just broken through to the late stage of the Golden Core realm and one alien monkey demon that is in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.
Their strength is even inferior to the Azure Sea Immortal Sect; how can they possibly compete with the Eastern Lan Wei Clan and the Nine Hua Sword Sect?
Bai Zijing had anticipated Gu Yuan's reaction.
Gu Yuan himself was a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he naturally understood the difference between Nascent Soul and Golden Core.
Although there is only one realm separating them from the Golden Core stage, it is like an insurmountable chasm!
Even if the physical body is destroyed when one breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, as long as the Nascent Soul remains intact, one will not die.
Of course, someone like Lu Qinghan who self-destructed his nascent soul had no chance of survival, not even the opportunity to be reincarnated.
What qualifications does a Golden Core cultivator have to compete with a Nascent Soul cultivator?
"Since Uncle Gu doesn't believe it, then we'll wait and see..."
……
Unlike the tranquility of the Jiuhua Sword Sect, the peaceful life of the Zhang family of Xuanxiao Mountain in the Penglai Islands was interrupted by a letter.
The family hall.
Zhang Hongzhan urgently summoned the First Elder Zhang Zujun, the Fourth Elder Zhang Zuan, Zhang Hongyan who had broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage, and Zhang Hongkai who was in charge of the Xuanxiao Chamber of Commerce.
Of course, there are also the deputy leaders selected by each of the various branches.
At this time, their cultivation of all immortal arts had reached the highest level of the first rank.
It is not far from the second order.
Since the heads of each hall are not present at the meeting, they will naturally attend on their behalf.
However, there are no juniors with the character "玄" in their names.
Among the Xuan generation, apart from Zhang Xuanbing and Zhang Xuanchen, the others either lack talent or are too young and have not yet truly matured.
It will take some time before he becomes a pillar of the family.
At this moment, there was a letter on the table in front of Zhang Hongzhan, which had just been delivered from Tianya Restaurant.
The letter contained speculation that the Azure Sea Immortal Sect might attack the Zhang family, urging the family to recall its members as soon as possible and activate the sect's protective formation to await Zhang Chongxian and the others' return.
No one knew what had happened; they all turned their attention to Zhang Hongzhan.
With Zhang Xuanchen absent, Zhang Hongzhan, the acting clan leader, became the backbone of the clan.
They just need to obey orders.
Once everyone had arrived, Zhang Hongzhan, without the slightest hesitation, ordered: "Summon all clansmen and retainers back, and retrieve all the rare and precious materials from the clan's industrial strongholds scattered throughout the various markets and the Immortal City."
Immediately, right now!
Upon hearing this order, everyone in the family showed surprise and confusion.
Then, as if he had just thought of something, he suddenly remembered something.
In recent years, the spirit fires in the family ancestral hall have been going out one after another, and this time we saw Zhang Hongzhan do just that.
A possibility arose in my mind.
That means the Ancestor and all the elders have perished.
Otherwise, how could the acting patriarch possibly issue such an order?
Thinking about this, everyone felt like their world had collapsed.
Some people even knelt on the ground and burst into tears:
"Ah, Ancestor, how could you have perished like this!"
"Master, I didn't want to be promoted so soon! How could you die like that? Waaah~"
"what……"
"Father, you haven't given me your storage bag yet, how can you die out there..."
Zhang Hongzhan was taken aback when he heard the cries of his clansmen.
no?!
Where is this going?
Some members of the family have died, but not all of them.
At that moment, he realized that there was something wrong with what he had just said.
He didn't blame them, after all, if what they said were to actually happen, Zhang Hongzhan wouldn't be able to stand still either.
He slammed his hand on the table and said in a deep voice:
"Shut up, all of you!"
……
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
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