Fantasy World: I Can Travel To Cultivation World-Chapter 223: Faction

"Ha ha,"

A burst of laughter suddenly erupted from the coalition army.

"This request for help is really something," one voice jeered.

"There’s no reinforcement from the Qianyuan Sword Sect, and Ye Wudao hasn’t returned. Could it be that he—a Golden Core immortal—has lost his way?"

The crowd roared with laughter. One person added, "I don’t think he got lost. Back then, Master Ye ran all the way from Zhennan Pass back to Cangzhou. He safely covered more than 10 million miles—let alone a few million miles now!"

"Brother, you’re right. I forgot," another laughed.

Hearing the cold sarcasm, Ye Hongsheng’s face turned pale. For the sake of the situation, he chose to endure it, though he knew not all Ye family cultivators could tolerate such insults.

Moments later, a young Ye family cultivator stepped forward, eyes red and hands folded, and declared, "Which Taoist friend said that just now? Please stand up!"

"Stand up if you dare!" Lei Zhen flew out from among the coalition soldiers and shouted, "This is what your grandfather Lei said. What do you think?"

"It’s you!" Ye Xiuyuan’s expression changed instantly. He couldn’t forget the man before him—years ago, when he went alone to Guang’an Prefecture Fairy City to buy a second-level water spirit bead, he was rudely interrupted by that reckless man. Now, here he was, publicly ridiculing the Ye family again. How can he live with that?

Old and new grudges, mixed with the despair and anger from being abandoned by his own ancestor, made Ye Xiuyuan explode.

"You hairy-faced thief," he shouted, pointing at Lei Zhen, "you have insulted my Ye family so much today. Do you dare to fight me to the death?"

"Why wouldn’t you dare, you coward?" Lei Zhen retorted.

"Fine, come on!" Ye Xiuyuan tried to fly away, but a powerful force restrained him.

With difficulty, he turned and saw the Great Elder Ye Hongsheng shaking his head, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Great Elder, let me go!"

Ye Xiuyuan said indifferently.

"Xiuyuan, don’t be impulsive."

"I know!"

Seeing his expression, Ye Hongsheng sighed and released the restraining force on Ye Xiuyuan. Feeling the restraint lift, Ye Xiuyuan slowly straightened his body. He glanced at the allied monks glaring at his family, took a deep breath, and declared, "Great Elder, I’ve had enough of these years!"

"Xiuyuan..." Ye Hongsheng’s voice trailed off.

Ignoring his elder’s dissuasion, Ye Xiuyuan took two deliberate steps forward and bowed to the allied monks. "My fellow Cangzhou people!"

"That’s right—my Ye family ancestor, Ye Wudao, has escaped! He abandoned the city and fled! He abandoned the millions of cultivators of my Ye family and ran away!

Today, I, Ye Xiuyuan, swear here that I will no longer respect Ye Wudao as my ancestor! If he breaks this oath, he will be punished by heaven and earth!"

A series of dull, thunderous booms echoed through the hall. After making his Great Dao Oath, Ye Xiuyuan turned, walked over to Great Elder Ye Hongsheng, knelt on the jade floor, and kowtowed three times respectfully.

"Great Elder, fellow clansmen, although I, Ye Xiuyuan, do not respect Ye Wudao as the ancestor of our Ye family, I have no choice but to inherit my blood from him. Today, I hereby renounce that inheritance!"

"Xiuyuan! Don’t!" someone cried out.

"Brother Xiuyuan!"

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Before he could finish, a flying sword—swift as lightning—shot out of a storage bag and slashed across his dantian, nearly cleaving his body in two. With a heavy thud, Ye Xiuyuan collapsed onto the floor.

"Ho-ho-ho-ho!" Blood foam spurted from his mouth as his eyes blurred. A faint, defiant smile appeared at the corner of his lips as he murmured, "I’d rather be a casual cultivator..."

And with that, Ye Xiuyuan died from suffocation.

"Brother Xiuyuan!"

"Xiuyuan!"

Among the Ye family members, grief washed over every cultivator. Even Lei Zhen, upon witnessing the scene, felt the anger in his heart subside somewhat.

The other monks of the Cangzhou coalition, shocked by Ye Xiuyuan’s fierce character, found their own anger diminished by nearly 70%.

In that moment, an inexplicable thought dawned on everyone: Ye Wudao is Ye Wudao, and the Ye family cultivators are the Ye family cultivators—they cannot be confused with one another.

"Ye Hongsheng!"

A voice rang out in Ye Hongsheng’s consciousness—it was Zhou Minghao’s.

"If your Ye family relies on a Foundation Establishment Stage warrior to seize command of the defense of Cangzhou Immortal City, then I can only call it wishful thinking!" Zhou Minghao declared.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, Cangzhou Immortal City is originally our Ye family’s Immortal City. Shouldn’t my Ye family be the one commanding this war?" Ye Hongsheng retorted, refusing to yield.

Both of them knew very well what battlefield command meant in a war of this scale.

It means that no matter whether the coalition forces or the Ye family get it, the number of deaths on the battlefield will be much less!

Zhou Minghao sneered: "If Ye Wudao was here, your Ye family might still be qualified to compete for the command of this war. What is your Ye family qualified to do now?"

Hearing this.

Ye Hongsheng turned his head and looked at the eleven Half step gold core cultivators behind him, then looked at the seventy-one half step cultivators opposite him, as well as several geniuses on the Prodigy List, and could only let out a helpless sigh.

He looked at Zhou Minghao deeply, then bowed deeply and pleaded, "I hope Brother Zhou will have mercy on the millions of cultivators of the Ye family!"

In the end, he handed over the command.

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In Cangzhou Immortal City, outside the hundred-foot-high city wall, endless hordes of zombies were frantically assaulting the defensive formation.

The defensive formation of Cangzhou Fairy City was at the fourth level—powerful enough that even a Nascent Soul True Lord could only hold them off briefly.

However, no matter how strong it was, the formation could not last forever, as it consumed the spiritual energy of the city’s spiritual vein.

With zombies besieging the fairy city from all sides, even a fourth-level spiritual vein would eventually be exhausted, leaving only one inevitable outcome: the destruction of Cangzhou Immortal City.

Luis had been assigned by the Cangzhou Allied Forces to the 43rd Defense Zone, located in the southern section of Cangzhou.

The chief officer of this defense zone was none other than Yang Linyuan, the head of the Yang family and an old acquaintance of Luis. Luis served as Yang Linyuan’s deputy.

Though Luis believed his strength far surpassed Yang Linyuan’s, he knew that if he were to lead a large defense zone alone and it were breached, the entire Cangzhou Fairy City would suffer.

Naturally, Zhou Minghao did not dare take that risk. Instead, he entrusted Yang Linyuan—a Half Step Golden Core cultivator—with command, along with two assistants, ensuring that the 43rd Defense Zone would remain secure.

"Deputy Commander Luis!"

"Deputy Commander Luis!"

After a tour, all the soldiers on the city wall bowed to him. Luis returned their greetings with nods.

Outside the defensive formation, the zombie swarm continued its frenzied assault, sending ripples across the light curtain that shielded the city.

Everyone knew that once the formation was breached, a bloody battle would erupt between the defenders and the relentless horde.

As that moment drew near, each person’s breathing grew heavy with tension.

There was no escape—the endless tide of zombies before them imposed overwhelming pressure on every practitioner.

Even Luis felt his scalp tingling when he saw the endless tide of corpses in front of him that looked like a black ocean.

A tide of zombies! How terrifying!

This is no longer something that a mere Foundation Building or even Golden Core cultivator can resolve.

I’m afraid that even Nascent Soul would feel powerless and sigh when seeing this scene, right?

Luis thought to himself.

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"Master Commander!"

After inspecting the defense zone, Luis came to the temporary command post of the 43rd Defense Zone and nodded to Yang Linyuan, saying, "I have inspected all the defenses in the defense zone, and the soldiers are all ready."

"Thank you for your hard work, nephew Luis!"

Seeing Luis, Yang Linyuan immediately stood up from his seat, walked over to him in two or three steps, and said with a smile, "Please sit down, please sit down!"

After some pleasantries.

Yang Linyuan looked at his two deputies, Luis and his granddaughter Yang Gongwan, and nodded, saying, "Our only goal in this defensive battle is not to annihilate the enemy, but to resist the enemy’s offensive.

As long as we hold out until the reinforcements from Qianyuan Sword Sect arrive, we will be victorious!"

Hearing this, Luis and Yang Gongwan looked at each other and frowned, "Commander-in-chief, will Qianyuan Sword Sect send reinforcements?"

Yang Linyuan was slightly stunned, then said firmly: "Yes! It will!"

After a pause, he explained: "The idea of ​​Qianyuan Sword Sect before was just to lure Master Shen Jue into taking action, but Master Shen Jue is too patient and has been hiding behind the scenes until now.

But this time is different. Once the Cangzhou Immortal City is broken, the entire Cangzhou will be in danger of falling, followed by Taizhou and Jingzhou. If things develop to that point, the Qianyuan Sword Sect will also have a headache to clean up the mess.