I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 274 - 220: Sweeping Across the Chu Country
At the foot of the main peak of the Cloud Dragon Mountain Range, the Cloud Dragon Market was built along the mountain, with shops lining both sides of the bluestone streets and cultivators bustling about.
In the void, pale purple ripples silently emerged, and Chen Sheng’s figure slowly appeared.
He wore a purple-gold Daoist robe, wrapped in void spiritual light that merged seamlessly with the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, unnoticed by anyone witnessing the arrival of this Nascent Soul True Monarch.
His divine sense spread like a tide, and the scene of the main peak and the market instantly entered his sea of consciousness. The cultivators of the Zhou Clan wore uniform black outfits, with "Zhou" engraved tokens hanging from their waists.
"How convenient!"
Chen Sheng chuckled lightly, his divine sense gently touching each Zhou clan descendant, leaving an invisible mark—from the Qi Cultivators running errands in the market to Zhou Chonghu, a Foundation Establishment cultivator in seclusion on the main peak, none were missed.
In his previous life, he couldn’t personally end the Zhou clan due to the Li family’s vengeance. In this life, since Zhou Chonghu boldly came forward under the name of the Zhou family of Jade Spring, it was just the right time for him to settle this old enmity.
Moreover, the Tang Clan were also his blood descendants, who had carefully maintained the tombs of Huang Wangyou and others for years. Even if there were no merits, there were at least efforts.
...
In front of the spiritual materials shop in the center of the market, the Zhou Clan’s steward, Zhou the Third, was skillfully extorting, pocketing money, and demanding bribes.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, Zhou the Third’s head suddenly exploded, splattering blood and brain matter over the door, as his body collapsed in convulsions. Nearby, a loose cultivator screamed in terror, scrambling to escape.
This loud noise acted as a fuse. Without exception, the heads of Zhou Clan descendants marked in the market exploded one by one—cultivators toasting in the restaurant, cultivators in seclusion in caves, cultivators patrolling the market perimeter—all fell into pools of blood.
In the short span of an incense stick burning, a thick scent of blood filled the market, with Zhou Clan corpses covering the streets. Cultivators fled in panic, creating chaos everywhere.
At the same time, in the cave mansion on the Cloud Dragon main peak, Zhou Chonghu, who was cultivating, suddenly heard a "buzz"—Chen Sheng’s divine sense pierced him like a sharp blade, shattering his sea of consciousness.
Zhou Chonghu’s body shuddered, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he fell heavily to the ground, lifeless, never seeing his enemy face to face.
Chen Sheng hovered in the void, his gaze calm. A Nascent Soul cultivator’s divine sense attack was like crushing ants against Qi Cultivators and Foundation Establishment cultivators. Once the last Zhou clan cultivator fell, he melded into the air and disappeared completely.
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To the southwest, Peach Blossom Immortal City lay amidst a peach blossom forest.
It was the season for peach blossoms to bloom, and pink petals danced in the air, covering the city’s buildings in pink glazed tiles, making it look like a sea of pink from afar.
However, hidden within this seemingly romantic immortal city was a world of wanton indulgence and sin! 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
The City Lord, Master Peach Blossom, had broken through using the Demonic False Pill Technique, with a violent temperament and a fondness for male company, and most of those under her were also Demon Dao loose cultivators, following her example, committing all kinds of evil.
In the central City Lord Mansion, inside a lavishly decorated bedchamber, pink silk curtains swayed with the wind, and an amorous atmosphere filled the air.
Zhou Wenlong, with his upper body bare, was entangled with a cultivator dressed in pink palace attire, overturning the clouds and rain.
This cultivator was Master Peach Blossom. Though born with male features, she had an heroic visage, and yet her body was extraordinarily graceful, at this moment wearing a face of enjoyment while riding on Zhou Wenlong.
Zhou Wenlong’s appearance was quite androgynous, yet his talent was astonishing and he possessed great endowments, making him well-favored.
A Yin Yang Jade hung around his chest, a magical artifact signifying the bloodline connection with his father, Zhou Chonghu. As long as the jade remained intact, it meant his father was safe.
While he pleased Master Peach Blossom, a thrill of delight rose in his heart: In a few days, the Pill Workshop and spirit vein of Jade Spring Mountain would fall into the Zhou family’s hands.
Suddenly, with a crisp "crack"—the Yin Yang Jade on Zhou Wenlong’s chest shattered instantly, the fragments scattering to the ground.
A strong sense of panic surged in his heart. His face turned deathly pale, and his entire body went limp, his voice trembling with disbelief:
"Fa...Father!"
Master Peach Blossom’s expression of pleasure instantly turned to dissatisfaction, and with a cold snort, she slapped Zhou Wenlong’s face twice, the crisp sound echoing in the bedchamber.
"A true man need not weep and wail!"
Master Peach Blossom’s tone was icy:
"So what if your father is dead? What’s there to be so shocked about? Even if you cry, he won’t come back to life. Just find the enemy and avenge him."
She lifted Zhou Wenlong’s chin, a glint of unconventional amusement flickering in her eyes:
"Serve your master well first, and once I am satisfied, I will personally deal with avenging your father."
Zhou Wenlong’s face still bore the slap marks, yet tears welled in his eyes, instantly showing a fragile demeanor, once again pleasing Master Peach Blossom:
"Thank you, Master! This disciple will serve you well!"
He exerted himself while pondering his enemy, then shouted excitedly:
"It must be the Tang Clan of Jade Spring! Not long ago, my father sent word, wanting to force the Tang Clan to move out of Jade Spring Mountain. They must have held a grudge and sent someone to kill him!"
The intertwining of hatred and physical desire consumed him, driving him more and more insane.
Master Peach Blossom, pleased by his behavior, beamed with a smile: "Good, good, good, so obedient! Once I annihilate the Tang Clan, I will reward you with the spirit vein of Jade Spring Mountain..."
Before she could finish speaking, a cold snort abruptly resounded in the bedchamber, instantly dispelling the amorous atmosphere.
"I’m afraid you won’t have the chance!"
In the moment just before, lost in her enjoyment, Master Peach Blossom’s face changed drastically. Almost the instant the cold snort sounded, she crushed a Tier Three Wind Escape Talisman from her storage ring.
As the talisman shattered, her body transformed into countless pink peach blossom petals, like they were swept by the wind, fleeing towards the windows around the bedchamber.
