Cultivation: From Servant to Revered Immortal-Chapter 250 - 180: Fake Pills Are Slaughtered Like Dogs!
"You little brat, there are times when even you aren’t capable!"
At this moment, a scholarly voice arose behind Zhou Xun.
Simultaneously, in the empty space, as if rippling like waves, a figure suddenly appeared.
This person was clad in a purple robe, with elegant silvery hair, exuding an extremely cultured aura—it was none other than Master Nanyue, who had received the message and hurried over.
"Junior Uncle, if you don’t intervene now, I’m going to be beaten to death!" Zhou Xun said with some annoyance.
"Haha, leave the rest to your Junior Uncle!"
The elder smiled faintly, looked at the giant hand reaching down, and softly uttered a single word:
"Break!"
In an instant, an invisible force accompanied by the spiritual pressure at the peak of the Middle-Stage True Core realm surged into the sky,
Shh!
Like bursting a balloon,
The condensed qi force penetrated through the center of the giant hand.
The giant hand instantly dissipated!
The Song Family cultivators were shocked and turned pale.
The elder called Uncle Nine saw this, his face changed dramatically as he exclaimed:
"This is... a Middle-Stage True Core cultivator!"
The dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Song Family also showed panic on their faces!
"How could there be... a True Pill cultivator!"
"Wasn’t Master White Cloud fallen, how can there still be a True Pill Cultivator!"
"Middle-Stage True Core... perhaps it’s Master Yun Yi from the Cloud Light Sect, but this person is known to be at odds with Master White Cloud, how could he stand up for Zhou Buqi and Zhou Xun!"
Amidst the chaos of the crowd, the elder walked toward the Song Family cultivators in mid-air, step by step, extremely leisurely.
Each step he took felt like a heavy bronze bell, striking at the hearts of everyone.
As if an invisible giant hand was fiercely gripping their hearts!
"Junior... Junior Song Yuankang of the Song Family from Yumu Ridge in Fengg Country pays respects to this senior!"
The elder called Uncle Nine, overwhelmed with anxiety, faced Master Nanyue and bowed deeply!
The rest of the Song Family cultivators also bowed in salute!
Master Nanyue seemed oblivious, directly heading towards their flying ship.
Seeing this, the Song Family cultivators bowed and cleared the path, not daring to rise.
Zhou Xun followed on the left side of Master Nanyue.
The two came to Zhou Buqi’s side.
With a hand spell cast, Zhou Buqi’s face was full of relief as if surviving a disaster.
"Junior Uncle Nanyue, Junior Brother Zhou, you have arrived!"
"Quick, check on Junior Brother Huai’an!"
Master Nanyue immediately bent down, examined Xing Huai’an’s condition, furrowed his brows slightly, and then patted a storage bag.
He took out a two-inch blue jade bottle.
Opening the stopper, he poured out a red elixir, feeding it to Xing Huai’an.
After a short while, Xing Huai’an’s complexion became rosy.
Only then did Master Nanyue stand up, glance at the Song Family cultivators nearby, and finally fix his gaze on Song Yuankang, slowly speaking:
"Yumu Ridge’s Song Family?"
"Song Shiweng’s family?"
"Indeed, senior recognizes the Grand Elder!"
Song Yuankang felt a bit relieved seeing that Master Nanyue seemed to recognize the Grand Elder of his family, Song Shiweng, and replied with cupped fists.
"I must ask, how dare Song Shiweng harm the disciples of my Daoist Brother White Cloud!"
Master Nanyue’s expression turned cold, his voice frostier.
In an instant, it was as if winter had descended, and the entire sky became cold. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
"This... this is all a misunderstanding!" Hearing Master Nanyue’s questioning voice, the elder broke into a cold sweat and stammered.
"Misunderstanding?" Master Nanyue’s gaze grew even colder!
"Junior... Junior is willing to compensate!" Song Yuankang quickly offered.
"Compensation, I will personally demand it from Song Shiweng!"
"As for you all..."
Saying that, a fierce glint shone in his eyes!
"You’re all guilty of death!"
As the voice faded, a golden translucent shadow instantly flew out from Master Nanyue’s mouth.
Song Yuankang’s eyes narrowed, his face terrified!
At that moment, a yellowish-brown light shield rose up,
With a crackling sound!
The light shield instantly shattered,
The golden translucent shadow passed directly through the elder’s head!
Like piercing a balloon.
Song Yuankang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately didn’t, his eyes instantly dimming.
The dignified Fake Pill cultivator, renowned in the region, perished!
It wasn’t over yet!
A series of "splat" sounds were heard!
Song Family cultivators fell like dumplings from the sky.
Finally, the golden translucent shadow, carrying a string of storage bags, returned to Master Nanyue.
From Master Nanyue’s action to the demise of the Song Family cultivators, it was all in the span of a few breaths.
Zhou Xun was utterly shocked!
"If I encountered this move myself, how long could I hold out!"
After pondering, Zhou Xun reached a conclusion—he couldn’t withstand it!
Could this be the power of a Middle-Stage True Core cultivator!
One must know that Master Nanyue is an Array Master, not one who is adept at combat!
Zhou Xun realized that every cultivator who reached the True Pill realm should not be underestimated!
Thus, he felt even greater respect for the old man in the purple robe before him!
"Boy, pick one!"
At this time, Master Nanyue’s voice interrupted Zhou Xun’s thoughts.
"I feel it’s inappropriate to take these!" Zhou Xun looked at the string of storage bags before him.
"Perhaps you find it too little, then pick another!" Master Nanyue looked at Zhou Xun with interest.
"It’s enough, enough, thank you Junior Uncle for the gift!" Zhou Xun chuckled.
From them, he selected two storage bags and hung them on his waist.
"Junior Uncle, who’s the remaining person?"
Zhou Xun asked, looking at the one remaining Song Family cultivator in the field.
"I left him to deliver the message!" Master Nanyue said calmly, then turned his gaze to the lucky individual.
This person was the long-faced young man who had mocked Zhou Buqi earlier, and now he looked terrified.
His body trembled slightly, and there was a trickle of yellowish liquid falling from the hem of his long robe.
Seeing this, Master Nanyue furrowed his brows, showing a hint of disdain.
Feeling Master Nanyue’s impatience, thinking he was going to be killed,
The young man suddenly bowed down, continuously kowtowing violently, tears and snot streaming:
"Senior... Senior spare my life... spare my life!"
"Spare my life!"
"Song Shiweng is considered a hero, yet how did his clan produce such descendants!" Master Nanyue snorted, slightly moving his fingers.
The young man then stood up, uncontrollably.
Seeing the young man’s terrified expression, Master Nanyue helplessly said:
"I won’t kill you!"
On hearing this, the young man paused, then was overjoyed!
"Hehehe... hiccup... ha... hiccup..."
"Don’t laugh, nor cry, otherwise I will kill you!" Master Nanyue had to resort to such words.
The young man indeed immediately shut his mouth, just widening his eyes, afraid to incite the elder’s wrath.
"I’ll let you go back and tell Song Shiweng that Lu Henghua will be waiting for him at Wangchuan Lake, remember?"
Master Nanyue said slowly.
The long-faced young man kept nodding!
"Scram!"
Upon hearing this, the young man felt as if granted amnesty, took out his flying spiritual artifact, and fled awkwardly toward the distance.
"Junior Uncle, you know the Song Family Ancestor!" Zhou Xun asked curiously.
"A mere defeated opponent. Back then, their mountain protection array was broken, and I was the one who repaired it!"
"Junior Uncle is impressive!" Zhou Xun praised.
"Alright, quickly return, your two Senior Brothers are in some trouble!"
With that, the elder waved his hand and took Zhou Xun and the others toward Lake Heart Island.
