Lightning Strike on the Immortal City

Over ten million spirit stones, plus a quasi-Sacred artifact, the Profound Yellow Bell.

The cost of setting up the formation and the loss of a hundred Blaze Explosion Talismans were instantly recouped. Killing and plundering truly is the fastest way to get rich. People from major families really do have some substantial resources.

Mo Tianxiao never expected that the Zi Family would go so far as to bring out a Sacred artifact just to deal with him. Fortunately, he had prepared everything in advance and managed to deplete the enemy's mana first, otherwise he might have suffered a great loss.

"This Profound Yellow Bell is the Zi Family's treasure, used to safeguard the clan. Now that it's in your hands, Senior, the Zi Family will not let this rest. The Sixth, Seventh, Eighth, and Ninth Elders have all perished. This matter will definitely reach Huangfu Yunteng's ears."

Inside an inn in a mortal town, Zi Ling'er paced back and forth in the room, her brow furrowed tightly, her expression grave.

"Given Huangfu Yunteng's temperament, he will likely become interested in you, Senior, and come to capture us personally."

"Although Huangfu Yunteng's cultivation is only at the fifth level of the Refining Void stage, his combat power is astonishing. Even a Refining Void peak cultivator is no match for him. But that's not the most dangerous part."

Zi Ling'er turned her head, her limpid eyes looking towards Mo Tianxiao, who was still relaxed and fiddling with the Profound Yellow Bell. Her tone was full of worry. "The most dangerous thing is that Huangfu Yunteng is always accompanied by a guardian with Saint realm cultivation!"

Huangfu Yunteng, as the Kirin Son of the Huangfu Family, a talent with the potential to become a Great Emperor that appears only once in thousands or even tens of thousands of years, is the recipient of all the Huangfu Family's doting affection.

To protect his safety, the family even directly assigned a Saint realm elder to act as his guardian.

From his birth until now, this guardian has never left his side, protecting him in every way from the shadows.

This shows just how much importance the Huangfu Family places on this Kirin Child.

"A Saint realm guardian?"

Upon hearing Zi Ling'er's words, Mo Tianxiao couldn't help but suck in a cold breath.

"Is that really necessary?"

He, the esteemed Young Master of the Demon Province, never had such treatment. What right does this playboy Huangfu Yunteng have to such privilege, aside from having some talent?

"It seems Huangfu Yunteng is indeed a bit troublesome..."

Mo Tianxiao fell into deep thought. How could he rescue Zi Ling'er's parents?

Going home to seek help was absolutely out of the question. Troubles caused by his own subordinates must be resolved by him.

Although he couldn't go home to find his mother, finding helpers in the Eastern Region might be feasible.

"Since he's being so high-profile, let's go directly to Immortal City."

Mo Tianxiao stood up, making a decision.

If Huangfu Yunteng found them in some remote place, and with a Saint realm bodyguard by his side, they would have no way to resist, even self-destructing a Sacred artifact would be useless.

Saint realm cultivators are powerhouses who have touched upon the laws. Cultivators below the Saint realm facing a Saint realm cultivator are like ants facing an ancient mammoth—they exist on entirely different dimensions.

He wasn't arrogant enough to think he could challenge a Saint realm powerhouse.

With a Saint realm powerhouse on the move, the entire Eastern Region would become extremely dangerous for them. Of course, there's a saying: the most dangerous place is the safest.

If the other side was going to play it that way, then they would do the opposite and make a lightning strike on Immortal City, a place teeming with powerful clans.

Immortal City isn't just home to the Huangfu Family; it also hosts the Eastern Region's host, the Yaochi Heavenly Palace.

If Huangfu Yunteng disregarded all norms and sent a Saint realm cultivator after him, he would simply slip away to the Yaochi Heavenly Palace. Given his master's relationship with that Yuri Empress, Su Muyao, she probably wouldn't stand by and watch him die, right?

"Immortal City?"

Zi Ling'er's eyes widened, her expression momentarily blank as she failed to process it. "Senior, wouldn't going to Immortal City be like walking right into a trap?"

The headquarters of both the Zi Family and the Huangfu Family are in Immortal City. If they go there, how is that any different from a lamb entering a pack of wolves?

And a pack of extremely ferocious wolves at that.

"Just follow me. I guarantee nothing will happen to you. Rest for the night, we'll set off tomorrow."

Seeing Mo Tianxiao's confident expression, Zi Ling'er said nothing more. The senior was becoming more and more mysterious, making her inexplicably trust him instinctively.

Perhaps it was his heroic demeanor when he first saved her from the Bloodthirsty Sect, or the humor during their five years together, or the audacity he showed earlier when he trapped and killed dozens of Zi Family elites. Unknowingly, a strange feeling had sprouted in her heart.

She didn't know what it was—admiration? Or affection?

It didn't matter anymore.

Just like the agreement they made before, the moment the senior chose to help her, her entire being already belonged to him.

Since that was the case, then anything he did was reasonable in her eyes, and any choice he made was correct.

Mo Tianxiao was still calculating how he could persuade Su Muyao to help rescue Zi Ling'er's parents.

He completely failed to notice that he had gained another utterly loyal follower.

At the same time.

Immortal City's Zi Family was in an uproar. The entire family, upon learning that the Sixth, Seventh, Eighth, and Ninth Elders, along with dozens of Zi Family elites, had all been killed by a mere Profound Mystery realm rogue cultivator, was furious.

"Patriarch! This is too arrogant! Not only have we lost four elders, but even our quasi-Sacred artifact was taken!"

In the Zi Family's council hall, the First to Fifth Elders of the Zi Family, all five elders, along with the Patriarch Zi Tianyang, were gathered together.

The elders' faces were filled with extreme rage.

A mere rogue cultivator dared to interfere in their Zi Family's affairs and even stole their Sacred artifact! His crime deserves death!

"Patriarch, let me go. I refuse to believe a Profound Mystery realm rogue cultivator can overturn the heavens!"

The Zi Family's First Elder, Zi Chenfeng, spoke up.

Zi Chenfeng was a Tribulation Crossing realm cultivator. Using him against a Profound Mystery realm cultivator was overkill; the gap in cultivation was too vast to bridge, even with an overpowered weapon like a Sacred artifact.

"I am willing to go with the First Elder!"

The Zi Family's Second Elder also spoke immediately. "That rogue cultivator now possesses two Sacred artifacts, is a high-level formation master himself, and who knows what other trump cards he might have. Having me go with the First Elder would be more secure."

Hearing the Second Elder's words, everyone nodded.

Sending two Tribulation Crossing realm cultivators to deal with a Profound Mystery realm rogue cultivator and an insignificant Nascent Soul stage tag-along was already disregarding all norms. But the reason the Zi Family had been able to exist for so long in a place as fiercely competitive as Immortal City was precisely because of their prudence.

They gave their enemies no chance to grow. Since it was already a fight to the death, they would use the most violent and swiftest method to solve the problem.

"Good. First Elder, Second Elder, with the two of you going, I am at ease."

Zi Tianyang looked at the two elders, his face imposing without needing to show anger. Even though the Zi Family had lost so many elders, he showed not a hint of sorrow. He was only concerned with whether he had a chance to break through to the Saint realm.

As long as he could break through to the Saint realm, the Zi Family could remain glorious for at least another ten thousand years.

"By the way, news of that Li Yu has already reached the Huangfu Family's ears. It's estimated that Young Master Huangfu will personally set out to capture them.

You must capture them before the Huangfu Family finds them!"

Zi Tianyang instructed the two men sternly.

"The Profound Yellow Bell must be retrieved. If we can find them before the Huangfu Family does, then the other Sacred artifact on that Li Yu might also become ours."

"Understood!"

The Zi Family's First and Second Elders nodded solemnly.

They were well aware of the stakes involved. That was a genuine sacred artifact, more formidable even than their own clan's heirloom treasure. They couldn't fathom how a mere wandering cultivator had come upon such a monumental stroke of fortune.

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