Family Cultivation: I Become a Mirror-Chapter 78 Assault

A few days ago, Aherla crossed the mountains and forests, riding a horse and leading his tribespeople all the way to the Great Fish Creek, which was mentioned by his tribe. After summoning the tribal witch to drive away the wild beasts in the mountains, allowing the tribespeople to set up camp, an elder from his tribe came to persuade him to return.

"My king, east of the Great Fish Creek is the territory of the Demon Sect, best we turn back!"

Aherla’s eyes bulged, and animal teeth and jade stones on his body collided with each other, making tingling sounds as he angrily said:

"Old fool, do you want to go back and fight to the death with that malicious wolf Ganixi? Carry your head to Li Mountain to die? Or can you use witchcraft to fly across Wangyue Lake and find a place for these nine hundred tribespeople to settle?"

The elderly man immediately fell silent and returned to the group with a sigh.

Aherla sneered and took a sip of fruit wine, and then he saw a few tribespeople enter the tent, dragging out a fresh and clean captor with tightly tied hair and threw him in front of Aherla, laughing:

"My king, this stranger was peeking and prowling around the camp, so we captured him!"

It turned out to be clan soldiers from the Li Family dispatched to scout for information. Naturally, they couldn’t match the Shanyue who frequented the mountains and forests year-round, and now they had been caught.

Aherla touched his face, revealing the four patterns on his cheeks representing his Fetal Breathing fourth level Cultivation Level, grabbed the man, and said coldly:

"Stranger? It has been a long time since I’ve seen one!"

Seeing that the man’s eyes widened and he began to struggle with a face full of terror, Aherla let out a cold laugh, threw him on the ground, and shouted loudly:

"Come here!"

Immediately a tribal witch dragged the man away, arranging poisonous insects and bee stings one by one, and soon there were screams coming from outside the tent. Aherla finished a cup of fruit wine with relish, and by then the man had confessed everything.

"The Li Clan tribe?"

Aherla frowned and shook his head. After listening to the witch muttering for a while and not hearing the words "Qi Cultivation," he immediately said aloud:

"Damn it! Let’s plunder first and talk later!"

"Everybody get up and get to work!"

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Chen Erniu’s hair had more white hairs these years, which had also been years of satisfaction for him. His youngest son, Chen Donghe, entered the Immortal Path, and he always took pride in that when meeting others.

Chen Donghe cried loudly at birth, which Chen Erniu found more and more endearing, rejecting the name he had thought of himself and instead asking the teacher Han Wenxu to name the child.

Han Wenxu, seeing Chen Erniu braving the snow with good wine and dried meat at his doorstep, couldn’t help but cry and laugh. Following the tradition of naming children after rivers and lakes, he named the child Chen Donghe.

Chen Donghe was clever from a young age. Chen Erniu was relieved when he looked at his few good-for-nothing older brothers. To his surprise, a few years ago, the boy even discovered he had a Spirit Aperture, which made Chen Erniu ecstatic. He sent him to study under Li Xiangping.

"Ah."

Chen Erniu sighed. Wan Tiancang died at Huaqian Mountain, and Lichuan Entrance changed to Wan Tianchou to be stationed there. This child was amiable and got along well with Chen Erniu. But there were always beasts scrabbling around in the western forests, keeping Chen Erniu from a good night’s sleep recently, leaving him constantly on edge.

Having lain in bed for a while and about to fall asleep in a daze, Chen Erniu suddenly heard screams.

"Father! Father!"

Chen Sanshui burst into the room, with a loud bang that frightened Chen Erniu from the bed to the floor, and he cried out in pain.

"You scoundrel! Your mom..."

Before Chen Erniu could finish scolding, Chen Sanshui pulled him staggeringly to the doorway and pointed to the east for Chen Erniu to see.

"Darn disaster..."

Leaning on the door frame, Chen Erniu suddenly froze, staring blankly at the scattered lights on the eastern hillside.

One by one, Shanyue with bare torsos and tattoos on their arms emerged, laughing loudly and brandishing long knives as they charged down the mountain. The procession, which resembled a long dragon, had already reached the village, and the sounds of crying and screaming could be faintly heard.

Behind him, Chen Sanshui was frantically packing valuables inside the house, his voice trembling as he cried out:

"Father, run, father, while there’s still time..."

Chen Erniu felt a suffocating pressure in his chest, almost fainting from anger. With a slap on the back of Chen Sanshui’s head, he bellowed:

"Go and inform the main house!"

Seeing Chen Sanshui standing there stunned, Chen Erniu kicked him in the buttocks, and watching him scramble away in a panicked mess, Chen Erniu felt as if his vision blurred with the swirling firelight, overcome with a deep sense of helplessness.

"What a waste."

Collecting himself, Chen Erniu went back inside, picked up his younger son, Chen Qiushui, who was sleeping like a log, and said through clenched teeth:

"The Family Head noticed something odd in the east a few days ago. The clan soldiers are stationed behind the village. Go and see what’s happening."

Seeing Chen Qiushui dazed and wandering around the room, Chen Erniu’s fury was so great he nearly passed out. He quickly closed his eyes and muttered to himself:

"No hurry, no haste, we still have Donghe."

Only then did he draw his knife, don his Vine Armor, and, gritting his teeth, he rushed out of the courtyard, stealthily sneaking into the shadows between the alleys.

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"Family Head!"

Li Xiangping slowly opened his eyes to see Li Yesheng, covered in dirt and in disarray, entering the courtyard and saying in a deep voice:

"The Shanyue attacked the Lichuan Entrance on the west side!"

Li Xiangping was startled and immediately rose to his feet, throwing on the armor hanging on the wall and lightly lifting the Green Crow Bow in his hand. Chen Donghe at his side adeptly fastened his quiver for him.

"What’s the situation? How many are there? Are there any cultivators?"

"It’s said that at a hurried glance, there appeared to be hundreds, and no one was seen flying through the sky."

Although Li Yesheng had not practiced Immortal Cultivation, he knew a bit about the levels of cultivation and had seen cultivators exorcise demons before. He understood that most creatures that run on the ground were not to be feared.

However, Li Xiangping and Li Tongya had warned that if they encountered people or demons standing aloft in the sky, they must retreat and report back to the mountain immediately, so he knew that those who could fly were the dangerous ones.

Slapping a Godspeed Technique on his leg, Li Xiangping said in a low voice:

"Send for Li Qiuyang and Li Xuanxuan!"

After a moment’s hesitation, Li Xiangping decided not to disturb Li Tongya, who was in seclusion, and with a light step, he hurried down the mountain.

"Yesheng, follow with the villagers to provide support!"

Li Yesheng shouted after him, and seeing Li Xiangping had already disappeared into the mountains, promptly took steps to go summon help.

As he made his way to the Lichuan Entrance, Li Xiangping saw that the encampment of eight hundred clan soldiers was already bustling with the sound of drums, and several Centurions were looming nearby with troubled expressions. One person sat on the ground covering their face and crying.

With a brief glance, Li Xiangping thought the person bore a resemblance to Chen Erniu. He lightly tossed the Jade Token in his hand and continued to run towards the west.

The Centurions had already recognized Li Xiangping. The Token was just a formality to mobilize troops, and they hurriedly led the following clan soldiers through the woods, heading toward the Lichuan Entrance.

Leaving only Chen Qiushui sitting dazed in the dust, confused by the events that transpired in an instant, he stood up and dusted himself off, looking around aimlessly, unsure of where to go.