Cultivation: The Heaven's Fated Useless Genius-Chapter 86 – White Tiger Stockade Incident
Ji Xuanming's face twitched, stunned on the spot.
He looked around, and his witch soldiers were completely overwhelmed by Gu Feng's aura, devoid of any fighting spirit, causing panic to rise in his heart.
Gritting his teeth, Ji Xuanming shouted angrily, "Where is Ji Wenxuan?! Let him come out and see me!"
"I'm right here!"
A loud voice rang out, and countless witch soldiers emerged, surrounding Moonwatching Cave Dwelling in unison.
These witch soldiers were well-equipped, clad in Yellow Rank defensive silver armor, wielding Human Rank cultivation artifact spears, their formation solemn and imposing, exuding the aura of a battle-hardened army.
As for these assets, they were all secretly supported by Gu Feng's financial power; otherwise, such a scene would not be possible.
Compared to them, the witch soldiers stationed at Moonwatching Cave were like beggars, lacking in spirit and vigor.
Ji Wenxuan slowly appeared, riding a beam of light. He was now full of vigor, his golden armor shining brightly under the blazing sun, like a god descending from the heavens.
Fang Feixue, dressed in military attire, flew swiftly to Gu Feng's side.
The two exchanged a smile, and Gu Feng leaned close to her ear, whispering softly, "My dear, it's been days since we last met. Have you missed your husband?"
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Her face flushed red, Fang Feixue immediately retorted, "Who is your dear? Shameless!"
"Isn't it just a matter of time?"
Teasing her, Gu Feng took her hand, and Fang Feixue did not refuse, only lowering her head, her face full of shyness.
At this moment, Hou Yixiao also flew over. Upon seeing Gu Feng, he immediately transmitted a message, "I greet the Sequence."
Nodding, Gu Feng replied, "Hou Yixiao, you've done a great job with this task. When we return to Heroic Spirit City, I will reward you handsomely!"
Hearing this, Hou Yixiao beamed with joy. If it weren't for the public setting, he would have knelt down in gratitude on the spot.
Ji Wenxuan arrogantly raised his chin, coldly staring at Ji Xuanming below, and shouted sternly, "Ji Xuanming! Didn't you want to see the chief of this village? Here I am!"
"Bah!"
Ji Xuanming spat venomously, pointing to the sky and scolding, "What right do you have to call yourself the chief? Today, you gather troops for your own gain, attempting rebellion! You are a traitor to the White Tiger Witch's Village!"
Pausing, he looked at the well-equipped witch soldiers and shouted loudly, "White Tiger witch soldiers, hear my command! If you are still part of the White Tiger Witch's Village, immediately execute this shameless traitor, Ji Wenxuan, on the spot!"
For a moment, no one paid him any attention, and countless cold stares made Ji Xuanming shiver with fear.
"Hahaha!"
Ji Wenxuan laughed heartily, shaking his head, "Ji Xuanming, I knew you were foolish, but I didn't expect you to be this foolish. Do you think these subordinates, who have fought alongside me for years, would still follow your orders now?"
A deep sense of despair surged in Ji Xuanming's heart, and only then did he realize the severity of the situation.
It was clear that these witch soldiers had fought with Ji Wenxuan for many years, sharing life-and-death experiences.
Over the years, Ji Wenxuan had faced much ostracism and hardship, and these witch soldiers were deeply connected to him.
Countless battles, countless brushes with death—such bonds could not be broken by Ji Xuanyang's mere words about village allegiance.
Ji Xuanyang was usually too high and mighty, never considering these ordinary witch soldiers, just as he never considered Ji Wenxuan!
Ordinarily, they might have obeyed him due to internal village rules, but now, it was a situation where everyone was pushing the wall down!
No one would help him! No one!
Seeing Ji Xuanming's lost and dejected appearance, Ji Wenxuan sneered disdainfully. He looked at the witch soldiers stationed at Moonwatching Cave, many of whom were once his subordinates.
Pausing, he slowly said, "Brothers, many of you were once my subordinates. I won't make things difficult for you. Those willing to submit will still be my good brothers in the future. Those unwilling, I won't trouble you either. You can leave immediately to avoid unnecessary harm!"
The hundred or so witch soldiers stationed at Moonwatching Cave looked at each other, thought for a moment, and then knelt before Ji Wenxuan, declaring in unison, "We are willing to follow the chief! We will not hesitate to die!"
Satisfied with the witch soldiers, everything was within Ji Wenxuan's expectations.
As the saying goes, a wise man doesn't suffer immediate losses. As the lowest tier in the village, it made little difference whom they supported, but following Ji Wenxuan at least ensured they wouldn't be easily used as cannon fodder.
The will of the people—this was a matter of perspective.
With a proud smile, Ji Wenxuan finally released years of pent-up frustration, "Ji Xuanming, do you have anything left to say?"
Ji Xuanming's face was ashen, glaring venomously at his enemy in mid-air. At this point, nothing he said would matter.
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"Big brother..." Ji Xuanyang trembled with fear, his whole body shaking.
"Don't say I don't value brotherhood..."
Ji Wenxuan raised an eyebrow, proudly declaring, "As long as you bow down to me now, I'll give you a way out!"
"You want me to kneel and bow to you?! Dream on!"
Ji Xuanming shouted hysterically, "You're just a bastard born of a lowly slave! How could I, with my noble status, ever bow to you!"
With that, Ji Xuanming tore off his shirt, and the Golden Armored Centipede Gu emerged from his body. His muscles slowly turned bronze, as he assumed a combat stance.
"Hahaha! Ji Wenxuan! If you have the guts, kill me! But if you do, the descendants of the Ji family will forever remember you as a shameless traitor who killed his brother to seize power!"
Ji Wenxuan squinted his eyes, and in a flash, appeared beside Ji Xuanming.
His cultivation level was far superior to Ji Xuanming's, and before the latter could react, Ji Wenxuan summoned a giant worm tentacle—his Destiny Gu insect, the Hundred-Spike Mite!
Without hesitation, the sharp tentacle of the Hundred-Spike Mite thrust fiercely toward Ji Xuanming's chest!
With a "puff!"
The tentacle pierced through Ji Xuanming's Spiritual Platform, blood gushing out!
"Big brother, at this point, do you think I still care about reputation?"
Ji Wenxuan coldly said, looking at the barely breathing Ji Xuanming, "Mr. Gu once told me that history is written by the victors, and I am the victor!"
With that, he ruthlessly withdrew the Hundred-Spike Mite, shattering Ji Xuanming's Spiritual Platform, destroying his Spiritual Soul, and he fell to the ground!
In mid-air, Fang Feixue looked astonished, turning to ask Gu Feng, "Did you really say that?"
Shrugging, Gu Feng replied helplessly, "I just said it casually, didn't expect him to remember it so clearly..."
The two exchanged a silent look, both rolling their eyes.
Looking down, a Golden Armored Centipede crawled out of Ji Xuanming's corpse—his Gu insect, the Golden Armored Centipede Gu...
Now, with its host dead, it became a masterless Gu source, wandering restlessly.
Ji Wenxuan waved his sleeve, immediately collecting the intact Gu source, then turned a cold gaze toward the terrified Ji Xuanyang.
"Third brother! No! Chief! I am willing to surrender! Willing to surrender! For the sake of our brotherhood, spare your second brother!"
Ji Xuanyang quickly knelt, trembling and kowtowing repeatedly.
