Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

For a time, everyone was full of complaints, and resentment soared to the heavens.

This was understandable.

All of them were Golden Pill Loose Cultivators from the Northern Plains, often bullied by Golden Pill Monks from the Northern Plains families. Many had blood feuds, and with so many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and Treasures in front of them—a fortune that could almost cover a hundred years of Cultivation—it was tempting enough to stir anyone’s heart and fill it with murderous intent.

”Why don’t we...”

A Post-golden Alchemist whispered through his Divine Sense.

The mere Lower-grade Magic Tool, One-Eyed Cicada, was incapable of monitoring the Divine Sense of Golden Pill Monks, especially when deliberately concealed.

”This....”

The surrounding Golden Pill Cultivators were greatly tempted, but they remained silent, harboring apprehension in their hearts.

”Hmph!”

”Our Zhen Department has always been sharp in attack. This time we’ve all come together. Although that person....”

A cold snort from an unknown source of Divine Sense vibration stated, ”Do they really believe they could kill all of us? Impossible. Hei Louxi is the strongest person from the Hei Clan’s collateral lineage; she must have important treasures on her, possibly even a Nascent Soul Opportunity!”

The voice, carrying temptation, caused a great stirring in people’s hearts.

Unseen by anyone, an old man with a red nose looked greedily at Hei Louxi’s waist pouch, a flash of avarice and thirst in his eyes, confident of something inside.

”Exactly! Exactly!”

The surrounding Golden Pill Cultivators echoed repeatedly.

”You’re right, could they really kill all of us from the Zhen Department... kill all... ”

Immortal Baimei was also tempted, muttering the phrase involuntarily out loud.

Then,

He shivered.

”Everyone.”

Immortal Baimei took several steps back, gave a cupped fist salute and said solemnly, ”I am old and frail, so I will not get involved in such matters. Whatever you wish to do has nothing to do with me.”

Although known as a branch leader, he knew he couldn’t control these more than forty Lightning Cultivators and had the wisdom to realize this.

Having garnered some prestige in the earlier battle, the sight of Immortal Baimei acting this way cooled the fervor of the nearby, initially eager Golden Pill Monks, and their greed gradually subsided.

”Everyone!”

”Why fear?”

Master Jiucaobi saw this with great urgency, ”Even if the Tushan Sword Cultivators are strong, they are but one person. After we finish this task, we can make our escape, what can they do to us?”

”What can they do?”

The surrounding Golden Pill Cultivators laughed coldly.

Did they really think the Sword Intent marking was just for show?

At this moment, they also sensed something amiss and looked at one another with suspicion.

”You can push all the blame onto me!”

Seeing the atmosphere turning sour, Master Jiucaobi clenched his teeth and declared, ”The Tushan Sword Cultivator always looks for evidence. As long as there is no solid proof that you did it, they usually won’t pursue your responsibility.”

”This damn One-Eyed Cicada, shatter for me!”

With that final remark spoken aloud, he took out the One-Eyed Cicada and crushed it in his hand before carelessly tossing it aside.

With a beckoning hand, he cast layers of Grey Fog to obscure the surroundings, accompanied by waves of indecent and noisy sounds, temporarily blocking the surveillance of other people’s One-Eyed Cicadas as well.

”Everyone, I have a deep and irreconcilable hatred with this woman, and I only want her head,”

Master Jiucaobi pointed at Hei Louxi and angrily declared, ”Charge in and kill her. You can throw all the blame onto me. The malfunction of the One-Eyed Cicada’s surveillance is also my doing; you are innocent.”

His eyes were red as he shouted fiercely, having thought everything through.

The many Golden Pill Cultivators were completely swayed by greed.

Boom!

A thunderbolt struck down from the sky.

Then came the second, the third, and in total seven thunderbolts rumbled down, slicing through the Grey Fog and the indecent clamor, revealing the figures of many Zhen Department Cultivators.

”Oh? You too?”

Immortal Baimei was slightly surprised, glancing around.

At the same time, it wasn’t just him acting; there were six or seven other usually silent and inconspicuous cultivators.

”Have you all gone mad?”

Seeing this, Master Jiucaobi cursed loudly, ”You forsake such vast wealth, and in just a few days, have you become someone else’s dogs?!”