I Have Countless Past-life Identities-Chapter 87 - 65: Stepping Into the Second Innate Stage—With Yellow Court, Shaking Carefree! At Worst, Invite the Xie Family and Yunluan Into Black Mountain!

Chapter 87: Chapter 65: Stepping Into the Second Innate Stage—With Yellow Court, Shaking Carefree! At Worst, Invite the Xie Family and Yunluan Into Black Mountain!

Black Mountain City.

The last time there was such a grand commotion was decades ago, during the chaotic times before the establishment of the Great Zhao.

However...

As dusk fell yesterday, one person entered the city.

The entire Black Mountain’s structure seemed to change.

...

At dawn’s break.

Pilot of the Duan Clan, Duan Nan Tian.

Silently transported his eldest son, Duan Tianqing’s headless corpse, back home.

His fingers were tightly pressed into the flesh, squeezing out traces of blood, around which he paid no heed.

As one of the wealthy monopolizing salt and iron in the entire ’Black Mountain City,’ the Duan Family of Black Mountain can even afford several masters at the Great Innate Level.

And as the Patriarch of the Duan Family,

Duan Nan Tian embodies a concentration of resources, having reached the ’Carefree Realm,’ having long comprehended the Divine Soul, and could control weapons and blades with Divine Thought to kill within ten paces.

In terms of Black Mountain City, he could summon the wind and rain as he pleased.

Now nearing sixty, his vitality declines, and scheming to break through the ’Primordial Pill’ to reach the third step is nothing but a dream.

Unless he gains heaven-defying opportunities,

Otherwise, his life might end here.

Speaking of the Duan Family, in terms of legitimate descendants, Duan Tianqing is the only one born of his young wife, upon whom Duan Nan Tian has showered resources and devotion, incomparable to other descendants.

It is no exaggeration to say,

The de facto heir of the Duan Family’s future in Black Mountain!

But as his headless corpse was placed in the coffin.

Once a person dies, everything turns to void, all vanishes like smoke.

Duan Nan Tian personally supported the coffin, standing silently at the entrance of the imposing Inner City Duan Mansion, waiting.

Until ————

"Patriarch, it’s been clarified!"

"The newly appointed Black Mountain Guardian, under the accusation of ’conspiracy with demons,’ has... beheaded the eldest young master’s head, offering it on the Military Department’s city wall, announcing to everyone within the Inner and Outer City!"

Conspiracy with demons!

Crack.

Upon hearing these four words.

Duan Nan Tian’s five fingers plunged fiercely into the wood of the golden-threaded nanmu coffin.

Meanwhile, his head bowed slightly, suddenly turning toward the Black Mountain City Military Department, inhaling deeply several times to calm his emotions, eventually laughed in angry disbelief:

"Well, well..."

"What a conspiracy with demons!"

"As a Guardian, using this label to behead my son, hanging it on the city gate, kills truly justifiably..."

People gathered around from the Duan Family dared not breathe a single breath.

Listening to the elder’s seemingly delusional words, they became even more terrified, glancing at each other.

All thought the Patriarch had gone mad with grief.

Yet...

The next moment.

Duan Nan Tian briskly walked into his house, and shortly after, he came out dragging a long blade.

The blade’s edge, cutting through water, directly split the puddles in the pits, only closing again several breaths later.

Rising from salt and iron, Duan Nan Tian’s blade, crafted from Innate-grade fine iron, Profound Ore, and Zhan Gold mixed, forged after a hundred cycles, it is a ’Innate’ treasured weapon!

As he dragged the blade out.

The grief and anger on his face had vanished.

Replaced by...

A full-on cold expression, murderous intent boiling at the brows:

"The killing, is indeed correct."

"But I... only have this one heir!"

"Conspiracy with demons?"

"So what!"

"It does not disrupt your order, what does it have to do with you!"

"White hair sending off black hair, I swear to avenge my son’s killer!"

...

Sword Spine Martial Arts Hall.

"Master Hall, Eldest Senior’s head... was, was severed at home!"

As the morning bell rang, according to rules, Zhangsun Pool, who inherited the Sword Spine Hall Master’s teachings, should have been supervising disciples, teaching martial arts on behalf, and dealing with corresponding chores.

However, when that corpse draped in Sword Spine martial attire, full of numerous cuts, was carried before the Sword Spine Hall Master’s knife-like brows and frosty-white hair.

This slender elderly man abruptly sharpened his gaze, silently observing the corpse, after a while, his lips muttered:

"Who did it?"

The disciples who brought the corpse were outraged and passionate:

"It was the newly appointed Black Mountain Guardian! This person hung the Eldest Senior’s head on the Military Department’s city wall, accusing him of conspiring with demons, shamed our entire Sword Spine Martial Arts Hall!"

"Sword Ridge Cliff is the legitimate sect of Wutong Prefecture with a higher person in the third step overseeing, even as a freshly arrived Guardian, he shouldn’t be so domineering."

"We heard the Duan Family’s eldest son also got beheaded last night, Master, we cannot tolerate this, or will we not be shamed?"

The seventy-year-old Sword Spine Hall Master is no longer young. Having moved into the Great Innate, one can lock physical vitality, preventing its departure, alongside birthing Divine Souls, living over a hundred years creates no problem.

But no matter how vitality is locked, it can’t change the fact he’s old and frail, only faintly can one see hints of past sharpness in his brows.

"Ah..."

"The newly appointed Black Mountain Guardian indeed."

After murmuring, the initial anger arising in the Sword Spine Hall Master’s heart was gradually suppressed.

The Government Office people are still the highest rank in the entire Black Mountain.

"Seems this time’s Guardian is determined to rectify Black Mountain."

His gaze slowly swept through the Martial Arts Hall, a few prideful true disciples, the Sword Spine Hall Master shook his head secretly:

"Temperament, too poor."

"No wonder so long, apart from Zhangsun Pool, a second Great Innate hasn’t emerged."

"Legitimate..."

"Baoping State’s legitimate, can openly have connections with demons?"

"The Guardian came and tore the face straight away, demonstrating disregard for rules."

"What’s left to be seen is who among the Black Mountain’s several Demon and Monster Mansion Veins will laugh last."