Villain Cultivator (Web Novel)

Chapter 384 – An Immortal Clan's Way of Life

Sun Wentai bit his lower lips as he didn't like the timing.

He had been planning to take the initiative by attacking Yuan Shaoqing's camps by surprise at night. However, Yuan Shaoqing forced their hands, launching their attack at Siren City first.

Sun Wentai panicked. He worried about Sun Yun's safety, and he decided to attack Yuan Shaoqing during the chaos.

And he now regretted it.

Behind them, Huang Hansheng and 10 battleships were flying toward their fleet. Their intention was obvious.

Jiangdong White Tiger Sect's flying island would be flanked from the east while Yan Liang and Wen Chou might come for them from the north.

Their side would surely suffer a lot of casualties. In the worst-case scenario, they might be wiped out today!

"Tell the reserve ships to transport non-combatants to Siren City. As for the rest of the ships, rush west! We'll crush Zhang Ren Army and open a way out for our army!"

Sun Wentai sent out an order to evacuate his men right away. He also decided to blitz Zhang Ren, hoping to create a space for their troops and unite their forces with Siren City's men.

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While Sun Wentai's battleships bombarded Yuan Shaoqing's volunteer army with the insect bombs, they flew west at the full speed, charging at Zhang Ren Army, which was moving toward Siren City from the south.

"Dammit, Sun Wentai!!"

Unlike Yuan Shaoqing's troops, they didn't have any 8th-stage cultivator to protect them. Even if they had a nascent soul cultivator as their protector, those battleships could instantly annihilate them in an instant with their cannons.

This didn't include Sun Wentai's domain power, the Ghost Fleet. Had the sect master summoned the spiritual troops, the battle would have gotten more complicated.

"All units, retreat! Don't engage in combat or those battleships will destroy us!"

Having no answer or no means to retaliate against the flying ships, Zhang Ren ordered his men to retreat before they could even get closer to Siren City.

The men from the south widened their eyes and stared at the incoming battleships in frustration. They turned around and flew south, leaving the battlefield.

Like cunning hyenas, they avoided direct confrontation when they were at disadvantage.

Still, while Zhang Ren's men were fleeing, he took out his phone and texted to his fellow clansmen, who had been residing in Aves Continent.

There were several noteworthy names, which also existed in Miaomiao's previous world.

Zhang Jue

Zhang Liao

Zhang Yide

Zhang Junyi

Other stronger cultivators from the Zhang Clan were also included, but these people were present on the same continent.

The message was quickly passed to the clansmen, telling them that Sun Wentai, his sect, and his family had become their enemies.

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"Whoa!"

Zhang He, who inherited the backup phone of Zhang Junyi, received the text message as well.

Currently, Zhang He had been shutting himself inside a cave inside an underground cave under the centaur's prairie. Because of Yuan Hua's quests and the recent encounter with a perverted horseman, this transmigrator got stuck in here.

"Sorry, can't help you. I'm only a weak 4th-stage cultivator. How can I join the war against a fucking clan?"

Zhang He turned off his phone and closed his eyes, resuming his meditation session. Until he could digest the Soul Pill that he had just obtained from an underground ruin city, he wouldn't move from here.

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Meanwhile, Zhang Yide looked at his phone and laughed. He showed the message to his older brother, Liu Xuande.

"Bro, my clansman just declares war on the Sun Clan on his own! He's fucking crazy!"

Liu Xuande read the text and grinned, "Will you join them?"

"Nah. Why should I? He wants to start a clan war on his own, so it's his responsibility. He doesn't pay me or my father."

"Hahaha! True. Now, with this message, we can confirm that the Sun Clan has switched side as planned."

"So, is this part of your plan?" Guan Yunchang was interested in this war, which Liu Xuande had rigged.

"Yeah. Had we left Yuan Shaoqing be, Sun Wentai would have raided that bastard's camps tonight or tomorrow night, and Siren City would have emerged victorious with minimum casualties. I forced Yuan Shaoqing to move so that Sun Wentai and Siren City will be forced to fight in an attrition war."

"And you will weaken your potential enemies at the same time."

Liu Xuande winked and pointed his index fingers at Guan Yunchang, "CORRECT!"

"So, we're fishing in the troubled waters," Guan Yunchang nodded as he fully understood what Liu Xuande had done. "What now? Do we sit and wait until the battle resolves itself?"

"Nay. As I said, we're going to get Wei Huang involved too! Let's hurry back home and have a talk with Zhang Jue. Jian Yong, Jian Meng, both of you should come with us. Bring all your disciples and elders, so we can merge our forces for the time being."

Jian Meng and Jian Yong, who had exposed their identities as agents from Poison Pavilion, nodded and followed their new lord to their home.

This villainous group had done enough damage here. It was time for them to move on to the next target.

However, as Liu Xuande and the gang continued to fly northeast, they had goosebumps as if several eyes had been watching and listening to them.

"!!!"

Guan Yunchang and Zhang Yide were more sensitive than Liu Xuande. They instinctively took out their glaive and spear. Then, they looked around and scanned everything in a radius of 10 kilometers.

They found nothing, but they clearly sensed two pairs of eyes focusing on their direction.

"B-Brother, we're being watched! I sense Soul Essence from two sources," Zhang Yide had a chill running down his spine. His jaw chattered as if he was panicked in fear.

Guan Yunchang sweated profusely while he gazed toward the southwest and the southeast, "One of them is definitely an immortal, but the other one is a monster! Anyway, both of them are bad news. We have to get out of here ASAP!"

Liu Xuande and the poison sect's men nodded. They increased their paces, rushing home without looking back.

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RUMBLE

Not only Guan Yu and Zhang Fei sensed that they had been being watched, but Wen Chou, Yan Liang, and Huang Hansheng also felt the glare from two different immortals.

Wen Chou and Yan Liang were frozen in fear despite being in the middle of a battle. As for Huang Hansheng, he gulped and told the 10 battleships to turn around and abort their mission.

A massive black cloud from the southwest quickly approached Siren City and everyone nearby like a massive ID4's alien saucer flying over Washington DC. Many tribulation eyes also led the storm cloud as if they had been escorting someone.

Above the massive cloud, an elderly man with short silver hair and a goatee stood on top of the cloud as if he had been riding it. He looked a bit chubby, but his muscle underneath the fat was toned and tougher than it looked.

His crimson robes, long red pants, yellow pointy shoes, and gold jacket with the bloody Chinese character, Fang, behind his back attracted the attention of everyone.

Had Miaomiao or Ma Moxi had seen this person's face, they would have thought that Colonel Sander had become a cultivator!

Before Yuan Shaoqing's troops could even start attacking Siren City or Sun Wentai, the dark cloud instantly covered the sky, shrouding everything below them with darkness.

A hundred spiritual eyes of world guardians emerged from the cloud, watching everyone below them. Their archaic voice resounded.

"PROSTATE TO THE EMISSARY FROM THE FANG CLAN! THE EMISSARY OF REINCARNATION RIVER SAMSARA, FANG YANXU, HAS ARRIVED!"

The sound of the world guardian created a gravity pressure, instantly pushing every flying cultivator to the ground. As if they were birds who had lost their wings, they fell to earth. Some of them even broke their bones or legs in the process.

Flying battleships lost their ability to maintain flight. They slowly dropped to earth as well. Even the flying island, the mobile sect continent of Sun Wentai, was forced to crash to the ground.

Including people in Siren City, all mortals either laid on the ground or groveled to Fang Yanxu as they couldn't handle the sudden increase of the Soul Essence Pressure, which was an exclusive skill of immortals.

The dome barrier of Siren City ceased to function as Jia Wenhe and Ju Shoufen couldn't muster their strength. They collapsed to the ground like the other cultivators as well.

Just like that, the raging war came to a stop because of the immortal's arrival.

The dark cloud lingered above Siren City.

Time flowed slowly as nobody could move a finger. They couldn't even look at the sky to see the face of the descending immortal.

However, one of them was unaffected by the suppression power.

While everything was in silence, a ponytail girl in a bikini armor stood on top of the pylon tower, waving her hands to her father.

"Dad! I'm here!"

Fang Meirong's voice was as clear as a drop of a pin in a silent enclosed room. Yuan Shaoqing's men, beastmen, Ma Moxi's underlings, Zhang Ren's soldiers, Sun Wentai's clansmen, Jiangdong White Tiger Sect's people, and all watching eyes could hear her voice.

The already pale-faced cultivators from Yuan Shaoqing's side became as white as a sheet. Wen Chou and Yan Liang almost vomited blood when they realized whom they had accidentally offended.

Sun Wentai, Wu Guotai, Huang Gongfu, and the White Tiger Sect's people felt like they had lifted a heavy mountain off their chests. Everyone was elated that they had made the right decision before the immortal arrived. Now, they might be treated as an allied force of Siren City and escape the immortal's wrath.

Meanwhile, the southern troops glanced at their commander, Zhang Ren, blaming him for leading them to this mess.

Zhang Ren had it worse. His teeth clattered in fear while the crotch area of his pants became wet and hot.

As for Yuan Shaoqing, he bit his lower lips so hard that his front teeth dug into his flesh. A million simulated scenarios flashed in his mind as he imagined what could have been if he never attacked Siren City.

Even if Yuan Shaoqing and Yuan Hua were relatives, the former started blaming his sister for this major blunder. Now, they made an enemy out of an immortal from the Fang Clan, the vessel clan of Samsara God.

As everyone was shocked by the revelation, Fang Yanxu landed on top of the pylon tower, gazing at his daughter.

"This is what happens when you disobey our clan's order and get thrown to a mortal world. To be honest, you were sentenced to have a miserable end by being tortured to death here. Though I don't know how you escaped your fate, I'm glad you survive the Tribulation of Exile."

Fang Meirong revealed a bitter smile as her memory of her life when she had lived in the immortal realm was hazy. Still, she remembered a part of it.

She was once an immortal. However, because of her bold decision, her cultivation base was destroyed and she was thrown into this world as a mortal.

"So, I was supposed to die?"

"Yeah. You should have died and your soul should have returned to the immortal realm last year to complete the Tribulation of Exile. Oh well, since you've survived, we can go back and claim the tribulation special rewards. You might even get a divine-grade soul-bound weapon from Samsara God since you are strong enough to change your fate."

Every eavesdropper widened their eyes in shock. They couldn't believe that Fang Yanxu had thrown his daughter here to die!

Yet, the concept of reincarnation and their rebirth authority amazed them.

This was why the Fang Clan and the Meng Clan were so respected in the Immortal Realms.

While everybody was amazed, baffled, and surprised by Fang Clan's way of life, Fang Yanxu extended his hand to his daughter.

"Are you ready to go home now?"

"Err, do I have to return?"

"Obviously. No matter how hard you try, you will have to marry the first child of the Meng Clan."

"But I will never marry that ugly bastard!"

"Meng Xin is no longer that ugly anymore. The Meng Clan has reincarnated him to this world thrice already and he has amassed enough luck to choose his birth appearance, fate, and born aptitude. But recently, I heard he was killed by a stupid world guardian..."

Fang Yanxu glanced at the tribulation eyes in the sky. All of them flinched and looked away in a panic.

"Anyway, when you see him again, he should have forged three dao fruits of rebirth from his three torturous deaths. His soul has now been cleansed of sins, and luck will flow to him naturally like he is the chosen one. He will grow up to become the most handsome man in the God Realms. You'll surely like him."

"But I..."

Fang Yanxu interjected, not allowing Fang Meirong to talk.

"He will become a great man in the future. He might even rise up to the God Realms and can fight against the Devil or Kishin Douji. You and your future husband will give birth to exceptional human immortals for future generations. Haha, you probably only need only a month to advance to the 9th-stage with our resources and soul stones back home. Look at you now. You're nothing but a 5th-stage weakling..."

Suddenly, Fang Yanxu widened his eyes as he had detected an odd bloodline of his daughter.

The vampire bloodline was surprising enough. However, her dantian, Life Essence, and the nature of her abdomen revealed that she was no longer a virgin.

She had given birth once!

She was a mother!

Fang Yanxu's killing intent soared as he glared at his delinquent daughter. His pupils shone like the sun, generating extreme heat as if he was the embodiment of the sun himself.

"WHO... IS... YOUR... HUSBAND!?"

Fang Meirong's face turned white.

"Err, he's... not here."

"WHERE IS HE!?"

RUMBLE

The shout of Fang Yanxu caused a light shockwave, which almost blew Fang Meirong to the sky. However, it didn't harm her.

While Fang Meirong had been staggering backward in fear, the telepathic voice of an ex-immortal dragon reached Fang Yanxu's mind.

'Damn brat. Before you start killing my disciple's wife and his people, calm the fuck down!'

Fang Yanxu knitted his brows for a moment. Then, he remembered the voice.

"Nero?"

'Damn straight, it's me! Now, let's talk!'