Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying-Chapter 94 - 93 Desperate Chu Qiao

Chapter 94: Chapter 93 Desperate Chu Qiao

The well-known Demon Cultivator from Blood Soul Valley, the Fat and Thin Daoist, suddenly attacked, leaving Yang Genshuo bewildered.

“Wait, how did they get here?”

Two Qi Cultivation ninth layer Demon Cultivators!

In Blood Soul Valley, they were influential figures, even more renowned than Ding Zhen.

It was said that when the two brothers joined forces, they could even hold their ground against the magic of a Great Cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage for a moment.

The absolute ceiling of Demon Path Qi Cultivation power.

If it were any other time, it wouldn’t matter since the Yang Family had two Second Grade defensive formations protecting the family. All they needed to do was activate the Xuan Stone’s talisman, and it would summon disciples of the Xuan Stone Sect to come and eliminate the demons.

No matter how strong they were, they couldn’t withstand the siege of the Xuan Stone Sect’s disciples.

But now things were different, the Yang Family had just had a falling out with the Xuan Stone Sect. If they activated the talisman now, it would reveal the Yang Family’s location to the Xuan Stone Sect. Even if they could drive away the Demon Cultivators… they would face endless trouble themselves.

“We must rely on our own strength.”

Yang Genshuo opened the two people’s profiles: both were three Spirit Root cultivators with prominent Fire Spirit Roots. However, they primarily practiced Demon Path techniques, had numerous methods, and were extremely strong, truly the kind of Demon Cultivators one would least want to provoke.

Yang Genshuo shared the profiles with Yang Shi and Yang Fu, and now it was up to them to perform.

Liu Wuheng furrowed his brows, “Why would Demon Cultivators suddenly attack your family’s residence? Enemies?”

“Not exactly… I’m not sure how they found us.”

Yang Shi looked at the Fat and Thin Daoists outside and couldn’t think of anything that might have provoked them.

The incident with Xiang Pichi was eight years ago; it shouldn’t be time for them to come for revenge, should it?

Moreover, for Demon Cultivators, interests come first. Yang Shi didn’t think they would entertain the idea of avenging a fellow Daoist.

“I haven’t sought you out yet, but here you are finding me first.”

Yang Shi’s expression was cold. The death of Brother Bai Heyu was inextricably linked to these two—it was their master’s doing!

“Since you’ve come, then let’s fight!”

This was Yang Family territory, with the Yang Family members and the Yang family’s heritage behind him, he truly wasn’t afraid of these Fat and Thin Daoists.

“Fu’er, attack!”

“Yes!”

Yang Fu skillfully manipulated the Flame Dragon True Fire Array, sweeping it toward the two men.

“Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts!”

The two simultaneously threw out a Soul Summoning Banner, from which thousands of ferocious spirits emerged, directly colliding with the Flame Dragon controlled by Yang Fu.

Fire Spiritual Power and Demonic Qi collided, unleashing intense spiritual power fluctuations. A large black and red aura dispersed into the surroundings, creating a massive fireworks display in the air.

The Flame Dragon was even knocked down a size!

And from the Soul Summoning Banner, the spirits seemed endless, exuding a terrifying Demonic Qi like that of purgatory.

Yang Fu’s little face slightly creased, “Father, their Demonic Qi is so strong…”

“Mother will help you! Thousand Wood Formation!”

The defensive formation lit up, as a vast amount of Wood Spiritual Power poured into the back of the Flame Dragon, continuously elevating the aura of the Flame Dragon until it surpassed the original power of the Second Grade formation!

Yang Fushuo scratched his head and went inside to fetch a Spirit Revitalizing Pill.

“Mother, brother, eat this.”

The combination of Flame Dragon True Fire Array and Thousand Wood Formation momentarily held back the assault from the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts.

While the Fat and Thin Daoists, not in the least hurry, threw the Soul Summoning Banner into the air, letting it perform techniques on its own while they prepared another spell.

“Reverse Yin and Yang!”

Demonic Qi billowed from above the Soul Summoning Banner, forming black band-like streams that wrapped around the Yang Family’s formation.

The black bands entwined, causing the foundation of the Yang Family’s formation to shake and be heavily disrupted.

Sweat dripped from the brows of Jiang Xiaobai and Yang Fu as they found it increasingly difficult to control the formation; the Flame Dragon also became sluggish.

[Blessing: Gathering Spirit]

Yang Genshuo directly used two Gathering Spirit blessings on Jiang Xiaobai and Yang Fu, helping the two rapidly absorb spiritual energy.

[Blessing: Vitality]

Yang Shi’s condition was elevated, and he knew it was time for him to step in, otherwise the formation would eventually be broken by the two outside.

The realms of Jiang Xiaobai and Yang Fu were still too low…

Watching Yang Shi move, Liu Wuheng shouted, “I will go with you!”

“Master, no need. I am more agile on my own.”

“Drilling!”

Jiang Xiaobai opened a gap in the formation, and Yang Shi drilled right out from underground.

Bang!

Yang Shi burst through the ground, directly attacking the Fat Daoist.

In the eyes of Martial Cultivator Yang Shi, the Daoist, caught in the middle of casting, was full of vulnerabilities.

Crack!

The Flowing Water Sword, imbued with a Second Grade Golden Spirit Sword Skill Talisman from Yang Shi, couldn’t even pierce the fat Demon Cultivator’s belly!

The fat Demon Cultivator merely staggered from the blow. He thrust out his large belly, steadied himself, and Yang Shi took the opportunity to kick him, creating distance.

“Hehehe~ How about that, your fat lord’s demon fetus belly, Golden Sword Saint? Ridiculous!”

From the folds of his huge belly, two small hands emerged, and a black ghost doll crawled out, sneering at Yang Shi.

“Thunder Blade!”

Yang Shi didn’t tolerate it, he directly activated a talisman given by the Eldest Sister.

A 50-meter-long Thunder Blade crashed down!

The black ghost doll perished.

The fat Demon Cultivator’s belly was blasted open with a fierce blade mark, blood pouring incessantly.

“Ahhhh! You destroyed my demon fetus! You’re dead!”

“Binding Spirit Snake!”

A flesh-colored little snake leaped from the thin Demon Cultivator’s wrist, rapidly slithering towards Yang Shi. Just one bite would paralyze even a Qi Cultivation Perfection Cultivator.

A particularly treacherous creature.

“Scram!”

Yang Shi stomped his foot, sending a tremendous force mixed with True Qi to sweep up a cloud of sand, flinging the Binding Spirit Snake away, buried underground.

Then he directly pulled out a submachine gun.

“Golden Spirit Sword Skill!”

Rat-a-tat-tat!

A hail of bullets struck the recently injured fat Demon Cultivator, enveloping him in dark mist.

“So the weapon of a Golden Sword Saint is like this… No wonder.”

The thin Demon Cultivator wasn’t flustered; instead, he took an interested examination of Yang Shi’s firearms.

Roar!!!

A Flame Dragon, after swallowing a massive number of souls, spit out a mouthful of True Fire towards the ground.

“Teleportation~”

The thin Demon Cultivator pulled the fat one slightly, and they vanished from their spot, evading the True Fire completely.

“Such speed… but not as fast as a bullet.”

Yang Shi reloaded, continuing the attack.

Meanwhile, within the family defensive formation, they kept hurling First Grade Talismans, harassing the two Demon Cultivators.

Whenever Yang Shi found himself in danger, he threw a Second Grade Thunder Technique Talisman given by Eldest Sister, immediately resolving the crisis.

“This kid has so many talismans, all given by that damn woman!”

“They’ll run out eventually.”

The two Demon Cultivators fought unhurriedly while the Yang family continued their fierce response.

Both sides were caught in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand.

And within those two giant Soul Summoning Banners, a purple thunder shadow flickered unpredictably~

“Eldest Sister!”

Chu Qiao felt the familiar aura and opened her eyes to look down.

“Is it him?”

Yang Shi was an Outer Disciple of Thunder Peak and given how responsible Murong Ziyuan was towards her disciples, giving him a few personally made low-grade talismans was quite natural.

But Chu Qiao quickly fell into disappointment.

“Now it’s ruined… Young Brother Yang will join me here too.”

An Outer Disciple, also a Martial Cultivator, apart from some special abilities and being quite wealthy… had no notable features.

The thin and fat cultivators’ Demon Techniques were extremely powerful, not suppressible by anyone below the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Chu Qiao didn’t think Yang Shi could break the Soul Summoning Banner and rescue her…

“I am doomed.”

Chu Qiao remembered the year she went down the mountain for training with Eldest Sister, Murong Ziyuan leading the four disciples.

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Her brother Bai, a Demon Path enthusiast, always maintained cleanliness, brother Zhao, and the silent but good-cooking sister Sun… were all gone.

Only she remained, the youngest sister.

“Why can’t we eradicate this Demon Path…”

“Eldest Sister, let me use the Third Grade Talisman you gave to save one of your disciples as my last act.”

Chu Qiao no longer maintained the Thunder Prison Talisman defense, concentrating all this power within her body. In the darkness, numerous demonic Qi and fierce spirits saw the Thunder Prison disappear and crawled towards the scent…

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