Before going into seclusion, Lin Xiao had instructed him to use it if the sect was ever in danger.
Looking at the Two Instruments Life and Death Array disk in his hands, Liu Yunan felt a bit uncertain.
Even though Brother Xiao had specifically explained how to use this array disk to him before.
Yet for some reason, he still felt a sense of panic in his heart.
The Nascent Soul stage...
He was currently only at the Qi Refining stage. If he really had to face such a powerful person, could he actually do it?
Time was of the essence; there wasn't much time for him to doubt himself.
After carefully going over the usage method Lin Xiao had told him in his mind, he stomped his foot, ran out of the storehouse, and dashed toward the front mountain.
Whatever!
They had no other options right now anyway. This Two Instruments Life and Death Array was the only thing their sect had that could potentially contend with a so-called Nascent Soul expert.
He just had to try!
Not long after the entire village, as well as the Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Shangyang Sect who had taken the poison pill, were successfully sent onto the Path of Heart-Questioning, Wei Hai arrived in Xiushui Village, guided by a disciple who had gathered intelligence on the Lingxian Sect.
It was early morning.
The distant horizon was beginning to glow with the pale white light of dawn.
When Wei Hai first flew over Xiushui Village.
With just one glance, he saw that the entire village was completely empty. There wasn't a single person in sight.
Immediately after, he noticed the mountain path in the distance, which was crowded with people.
Wei Hai raised an eyebrow in surprise. It was unclear whether he was muttering to himself or speaking to the guide disciple he was carrying in his hand:
"A massive group of mortals standing on a mountain path instead of sleeping at this hour? How interesting."
Then, he heard an old, steady voice echoing through the sky above Xiushui Village.
"May I ask why Your Excellency has come?"
Hearing this, Wei Hai immediately spread his divine sense to search, only to find that he couldn't locate the speaker.
There seemed to be some kind of barrier halfway up the distant mountain that could block divine sense.
To think this newly emerged minor sect actually had some tricks up its sleeve.
Thus, he spoke, his voice piercing through the sky just the same:
"Little thieves, return my spirit stone mine at once! I might just spare your lives."
The moment Liao Pantu heard that he was here for the spirit stone mine, he knew this matter wouldn't end peacefully.
However, he didn't immediately retort. Instead, he feigned ignorance:
"I do not know what Your Excellency means by a spirit stone mine. We do not have your spirit stone mine here."
We only have our own sect's spirit stone mine.
Hearing this, Wei Hai merely gave a cold snort and said:
"An innocent man gets into trouble because of his wealth. You can take good things, but you need to be alive to enjoy them. Since you refuse to listen when I speak nicely, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
With that, he raised his hand and aimed an Explosive Flame attack straight at the mountainside where the voice had come from!
A massive black-red fireball shot forth, leaving trails of white smoke in its wake. The forest below instantly withered from the scorching heat.
The next moment, the gigantic black-red fireball slammed violently into the Lingxian Sect's mountain-protecting grand array!
The rapidly advancing fireball shattered into pieces upon impact. The fragmented smaller fireballs plummeted from the sky, and countless sparks filled the air, landing on the slopes below. Large swathes of the mountain forest ignited in the blink of an eye.
Some fireballs fell above the Path of Heart-Questioning, looking as though they were about to burn the villagers on the path.
But then, the petals that had been scattered on the ground suddenly flew up and hovered in the air, forming a protective wall above the villagers' heads that completely blocked the fireball attacks from above.
At the same time, the peach trees along the Path of Heart-Questioning began to sway, shaking loose petals that fell to the ground, once again carpeting the mountain path.
Meanwhile, inside the Lingxian Sect, the people standing beneath the mountain-protecting grand array watched the enormous fireball explode above them. They stood frozen in shock, as if struck by an immobilization spell.
This was the first time they had ever witnessed such a scene.
An intense sense of panic swept over the crowd.
The unprecedented fear in their hearts robbed them even of their subconscious instinct to flee from danger.
Are these... also Immortals?
Over the past few months of cultivation, they had believed that cultivating was for the sake of a better life for themselves and everyone else.
They thought that cultivating immortality was just a way to farm better, escape poverty, and guide people toward truth, goodness, and beauty.
Even though Senior Liao would occasionally mention the cruelty of the cultivation world to them.
They always felt like those were just stories.
They didn't feel real.
Even the closest they had come to confronting a Nascent Soul expert was when Lin Xiao single-handedly killed the Silver Frost Python Demon.
Because the opponent was a demon.
They had always assumed that Immortals naturally possessed an Immortal's majesty, but surely Immortals were still different from ordinary people, right?
From time to time, they would hold themselves to what they thought was the standard of an Immortal.
Telling themselves that they were now cultivators, different from mortals, so they should focus more on doing things mortals couldn't do and helping mortals more.
But now, they truly saw what the Immortals of the outside world were like.
They were this destructive.
In the face of such destructiveness, anyone far weaker than them was nothing but an ant.
Against such power, they could do nothing but die.
Seven-year-old Lin Ying, after a brief moment of being scared speechless, burst into tears.
But she bit her lip hard, not making a sound.
Third Brother had said that when facing an enemy, you cannot cry.
If she really couldn't hold it back, she couldn't let others hear her; she couldn't let others know she was scared.
All of this terrified the vast majority of the Lingxian Sect.
But it did not terrify Liao Pantu.
Looking at the exploding fireball, he thought: This guy's strength is nothing special.
The fireball is condensed but lacks substance, showing his foundation isn't very good and his spiritual energy is vain.
The mental cultivation method this guy practices is definitely subpar.
Its grade is probably around Mystic-tier mid-grade, no higher.
If he had his full body restored, dealing with a Nascent Soul weakling like this would be an absolute breeze.
Sigh, what a pity.
However, everyone hunkering down inside the sect should be fine.
Thinking this, he glanced down at the Path of Heart-Questioning.
To think the Path of Heart-Questioning that kid Lin Xiao set up was actually this impressive, even capable of protecting people.
Ordinary sects in the cultivation world didn't possess a Path of Heart-Questioning of this caliber.
The Lingxian Sect members, still in a state of shock, heard Sun Yigao shout at the top of his lungs:
"Hurry, put out the fire!"
Everyone snapped back to their senses. Seeing that Sun Yigao was already using the Irrigation Spell to extinguish the fiercely burning mountain forest, they immediately suppressed their fear and joined in to fight the fire.
On the other side, seeing that his attack had missed and that numerous water-summoning spells were flying out of the mountain forest to extinguish the fire, Wei Hai felt rather annoyed.
Did these people think they could rest easy just because they had a turtle shell?
And they were brazenly putting out fires right in front of him?!
Just watch him shatter this turtle shell of theirs! He had broken through the Shangyang Sect's mountain-protecting grand array; was he supposed to be afraid of failing to break this rundown little sect's array?
Just as Wei Hai was about to step forward and continue attacking the Lingxian Sect's mountain-protecting grand array, he suddenly sensed several people rushing toward this direction on the road outside the village.
No one noticed that the early morning sky above Xiushui Village, which should have been growing brighter, was instead gradually darkening.

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."