Chapter 121 (2/2)

Back then, every cultivator’s sect hated to talk about the He Family, a taboo subject. Two hundred years ago, they started to snatch cultivators’ Spiritual Meridians, which was a huge violation in Violet Manor, and made numerous cultivators’ sects angry, so a dozen of them joined forces to eliminate the He Family.

That battle was a massacre under the murky sky over the dark earth. Blood ran into a river as corpses piled up into hills. More than 20 sects suffered a great loss and finally destroyed the He Family. Since then, they disappeared in over 200 years.

However, today, three people showed up and claimed to come from the He Family. This made everybody shocked. Were they staging a comeback? Nowadays, the cultivators’ sects were declining, and several well-known experts had not fully reached the Nascent Soul Realm yet. If they came to seek revenge, who could stop them?

Everyone’s faces changed and could not respond. On the stage, Sikong Yun’s face looked worst. Because the Widespread Wintriness Sect was one of the sects which destroyed the He Family. But now they didn’t even have one Pre Nascent Soul Realm expert. Besides, the sects now confronted and intrigued against each other, so they were no longer as united as they were hundreds of years ago. If the He Family came to seek revenge now, the hundred-year-history of the Widespread Wintriness Sect might be destroyed in one night.

The only back he had now was the Thousand Feathers Sect. He said, “This is the meeting among righteous sects held by Master Xiaoyue of the Thousand Feathers Sect. What are you doing here?”

The young man clad in white smiled gently, turned a blind eye to the people on both sides and walked straight to the stage. He smiled lightly and said, “I reckon this is the Fairy Xiaoyue, who ranks the 10th on the Heaven List. You are a beauty indeed!”

The second sentence sounded impolite, and his eyes were very frivolous. Many young disciples at the scene glared at him. However, Xiaoyue had learned the essence of Daoism, so she looked deadpan and said lightly, “It’s just a name.”

Xiao Chen was slightly shocked. “This Xiaoyue is even the 10th on the Heave List. She ranks higher than Brother Yifeng. Can’t underestimate her.”

The young man in white laughed and folded his fan. “I admire you. You are not after those names. I just wonder. You are at such a good age, do you get lonely when you sleep alone? My name is He Xunke. Would you…”

His words became more and more presumptuous as many male disciples stood up and reprimanded. Being ignored, Sikong Yun has already been pissed off. He thundered, “This is the meeting of the Immortal’s Practice. Don’t you dare…”

Before his voice fell, the crowd felt tremble under their feet. The tall man beside He Xunke tramped on the ground heavily and looked at Sikong Yun like a beast. Sikong Yun could not continue.

He Xunke smiled lightly and said, “I’m not talented, but I came here to ask for some friendly exchange from you Taoists.”

After his voice fell, the crowd went into an uproar. He was so arrogant and said filthy words to Xiaoyue, which made many young disciples angry. Many had stood up, but they were immediately pressed down by the elders of their sects.

He Xunke laughed to the sky, when a youth in yellow flew to the stage. He moved swiftly and was covered by a vague white radiance, which was the Body-protection Qi formed by a cultivator’s True Qi. His cultivation might be in the early Core Forming Realm.

“I’m Zhang Liansheng. I’m also not talented, so I come to have some exchange with Brother He!”