I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 124 - 112: Annihilating the Sect in One Battle!
"Now that the demon cultivators are advancing fiercely, splitting our forces will only lead to them being defeated one by one!"
"According to the ancestral teachings of the sect, the Three Treasures of Qinghua must not be taken out of the sect. In the face of a great calamity, all forces outside must be recalled to defend the mountain gate to the death!"
He stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone, and said in a deep voice:
"If we preserve the people and lose the land, the people and land both exist. If we lose the people and preserve the land, the people and land both are lost."
"Mere two Immortal Cities, we can afford to lose! As long as the foundation of the Qinghua Sect remains, as long as we survive, there will always be a chance to reclaim the Immortal Cities and eradicate the demon cultivators in the future!"
Chen Sheng, Lin Xian, and Chen Xin exchanged a glance and cupped their hands together:
"We respectfully follow the Sect Master’s order!"
Hua Taixuan nodded and immediately ordered:
"Deliver my command to Daoists Li Yuan and Li Weiyang to abandon the Immortal Cities at any time and forsake most forces, so long as the two Daoists can retreat, leaving the green hills behind means not fearing the lack of wood to burn!"
The implication was rather cruel, exchanging the cultivators of two cities for two Fake Pill experts!
"At the same time, activate the Cyan Cloud Mountain Protection Array, close all entrance and exit points of the sect, scrutinize every cultivator entering the sect, and make sure that no demon cultivators infiltrate!"
"Yes!"
The high-ranking members in the council hall all received the order together and quickly turned to leave, starting to set up defenses.
...
The communication spirit light of the Qinghua Sect shot towards West River Immortal City and Fenghua Immortal City like two meteors.
Inside the City Lord Mansion of West River Immortal City, Li Yuan held the Communication Jade Scroll, his eyes turning cold—abandon the Immortal City?
This meant that the land he had protected for many years would fall into the hands of the demon cultivators, with countless descendants of the Li Clan still in West River.
Yet, the order from the sect could not be disobeyed.
He took a deep breath, holding a sliver of hope in his heart, did not take the most extreme plan, but immediately gathered the clan elders and the leaders of the city’s cultivators, and said sternly:
"The sect orders us to abandon West River, immediately arrange the tail cutting escape plan!"
"Young cultivation seeds will evacuate first, senior cultivators will stay with me to cover the rear. We must utilize the city’s spirit vein resources and cooperate with the array to gain more time!"
The elders, though reluctant, also knew the dire situation, and each took the order to leave.
In no time, West River Immortal City was plunged into a tense evacuation. Cultivators packed spirit stones, elixir pills, magical artifacts, and other resources into storage pouches.
The young disciples were protected in the center of the group, while the able-bodied cultivators held magical artifacts, vigilantly watching the city’s perimeter.
At the same time, inside the City Lord Mansion of Fenghua Immortal City, Li Weiyang was sitting cross-legged in meditation.
The Communication Jade Scroll dropped in front of him, and, after a sweep with his divine sense, a glimmer shone in his eyes, then stood up to gather the core disciples:
"Immediately, under the name of ’fortifying city defenses’, collect all high-tier resources within the Immortal City, spirit vein ore crystals, tier two or above elixirs, artifact refining materials, pack them all into storage pouches without any mistake!"
Though puzzled, the disciples dared not question and quickly took action in different directions.
In just one day, dozens of top-grade storage pouches were packed to the brim.
Li Weiyang patted the storage pouch with satisfaction.
He immediately ordered the sect cultivators and affiliated forces to divide onto nearly a hundred ships, escaping from different directions to avoid being caught in a trap and wiped out.
...
Deep in the Hundred Miles Mountain Range between Fenghua Immortal City and Qinghua Sect, a concealed array was surrounded, where demonic qi enveloped the entire mountain like thick fog.
The Blood Refining Dharma King, dressed in crimson robes, sat cross-legged on a large black stone, surrounded by sixteen three-inch-long Blood Pattern Nails, each exuding a chilling murderous aura.
A chubby elder hurried to his presence, bowed, and whispered:
"Dharma King, the Qinghua Sect has ordered to abandon the Immortal Cities, Li Weiyang has already retreated with resources, while Venerable Black Demon is still acting, unable to draw out Qinghua Sect’s main forces."
"Useless!"
The Blood Refining Dharma King’s eyes abruptly opened, a flash of blood light, palm slapped onto the boulder, instantly pulverizing it into powder.
"That fool White Bone, cultivators are inherently selfish, who would risk their lives for others?"
"If I weren’t prepared early, even Fenghua Immortal City, this ’fat chicken’, would have escaped!"
He stood up, blood flames surging around him, voice carrying an undeniable majesty:
"Send a message to Black Demon, have him stop the act immediately, use the Sealing Spirit Pillar to break West River Immortal City’s grand array, sweep all spirit vein dojos in the Western Border!"
Then, he looked at the elder, coldly saying:
"Mo Yunshan, take people to intercept Fenghua Immortal City’s escaping ships, keep a close eye on those core figures, especially alchemists, array masters, and the like."
"Once Li Weiyang is found, report immediately. I want to personally behead him as a sacrifice before launching a full assault on Qinghua Sect! A mere rural sect dares contend with me?"
Mo Yunshan hastily bowed to accept the command:
"Subordinate obeys!"
With that, he led dozens of Foundation Establishment demon cultivators, transforming into voids of black qi, disappearing into the depths of the mountain.
A Tier Two spaceship was swiftly flying over Mist Valley, its body crafted entirely of cyan iron, inscribed with faint defense runes.
Li Weiyang sat cross-legged at the bow of the ship, surrounded by a layer of faint cyan spirit light, seemingly alert.
The disciples beside him were quietly conversing.
Suddenly, a blood light shot out from the clouds, as fast as lightning.
"Screeech—"
The blood light transformed into a massive Blood Claw, directly tearing apart the defense runes of the spaceship, gouging a yard-long crack in the hull, wooden splinters, and spiritual power scattering everywhere.
Li Weiyang’s spirit light surged, attempting to resist, but was caught by the Blood Claw, seizing his head.
With a "crack", the head was forcibly snapped off, the body collapsed onto the ship, staining the deck with blood.
"Hmm?"
The Blood Refining Dharma King looked at the head in his hand with a trace of doubt in his eyes, then snorted coldly, crushing the head:
