Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 410: Inheritance of the Eight Families: Jiang Family

Jiang family.

As one of the eight inherited surnames.

It is well-known in the Qingbei area of ​​Lingxi Valley.

Most of the people in the Jiang family are soul cultivators, and generally have a yin spirit physique, a dark personality, and avoid sunlight.

Their souls can inhabit corpses, just like putting on a piece of clothing, and freely use some of the host's power when he was alive.

However, after a thousand years they must change hosts or else they will decay along with the corpse.

Because of this, the people of the Jiang family have no fixed form, and the only way to avoid making mistakes is to remember their soul imprints.

During the changing period, they will enter a weak state. The length of this period depends on their personal strength and the strength of the host, and can be as short as one year or as long as ten years.

It is precisely because of this magical skill that they are the best killers and the best spies.

The man feeding the fish asked casually, "Xia Zhiyu, how is the progress of the Ice Plan now?"

Xia Zhiyu responded, "Everything is progressing steadily. Over the past ten years, the first batch of thawed Jindan and Yuanying cultivators have recovered their cultivation. In the next period of time, there may be more cultivators who are going through the tribulation, so the Thunder Bell may be a little noisy. Do you think we should stop it for a while?"

"No need. Even if the bell doesn't ring, the spies from other forces can still see the thunder tribulation as long as they have eyes that are not blind. There is no need to try to cover up one's ears and steal the bell." The leader said nonchalantly.

He grinned, "These people have worked so hard for so long, just to get the recognition of the bell, right? I can just set up a soundproofing array in the room, but I can't let them down."

Lei Tianyu asked: "I see that the situation is calm now. Two hundred years later, when those Mahayana masters have recovered their strength and have nothing to do, what should we do?"

The man feeding the fish chuckled and said, "Then let them all ascend to the upper realm."

Miao Ruolan shook her head: "What a joke, but even if nothing happens, he will probably stir up trouble given his restless nature."

Xia Zhiyu reported as usual: "The secret garden project is currently being steadily harvested. The results of our several private secret realms are almost the same as expected. We have harvested a lot of eighth- and ninth-level herbs, refining materials, and monsters. The things have been put into storage."

The leader's mind was not here at all at this time, staring at the Wanye Sect. "You decide on the arrangements. The ninth-level items can be harvested first, and the eighth-level items can be left for later. All of this must be completed within 200 years. Only 20% of the seventh- and eighth-level items are needed. We can decide whether to harvest them when the time comes, or I won't be scolded by that unworthy descendant."

Xia Zhiyu replied respectfully, "Yes."

"If there's nothing else, let's end this quarter's regular meeting here. See you in three months," said the fish feeding man.

"Try not to disturb me. Lao Jiang and I just found a great place to fish. These three months are a critical period for our competition."

Everyone understood what he meant. Even if it was a big deal, the eight people present could handle it, so they wouldn't have to wait for three months.

……

The next day.

The place where disaster strikes.

The clear sky suddenly changed in an instant. The originally clear blue sky like a gem was replaced by layers of dark clouds in an instant.

An extremely large calamity cloud suddenly appeared without any warning, like a huge ink-colored painting that covered the sky and the sun. It slowly spread out in an extremely slow but irresistible manner, and completely enveloped the area within a radius of ten miles, as if it was going to swallow up this world.

This calamity cloud was truly unusual. Compared to the usual calamity clouds, it was obviously a whole circle larger, and its majestic and magnificent form was jaw-dropping. The pressure emanating from it was like a huge boulder, weighing heavily on the heart, making one tremble with fear, and almost suffocating.

The mountain wind suddenly rose up with a whistle, and the sound of the wind seemed to be singing a mysterious, ancient and distant melody in a low voice, full of unknown and mystery.

The drizzle continued to fall. At first, it was as soft as silk, and then it quickly condensed into beads, each crystal clear, as bright as a pearl. Soon, the raindrops formed into lines, weaving a series of fine water curtains between the dim sky and earth, flashing a weak but eye-catching light.

It seemed as if the whole world was controlled and dominated by the sudden calamity clouds, wind and rain, and people were involuntarily caught in an extremely tense and mysterious atmosphere, making every nerve in their body tense, as if waiting for some unknown and huge change.

The raindrops fell on the ground with a crackling sound, splashing tiny but fleeting water droplets.

However, the calamity cloud became increasingly thicker and darker, its color like thick ink, with faint flashes of lightning flashing through it, like silver snakes dancing wildly, twisting their bodies, and releasing terrifying light.

The air around seemed to be frozen, and the oppressive atmosphere was like an invisible mountain, weighing heavily on people's hearts, making them feel extremely heavy.

"Boom——"

Suddenly, a blinding bolt of lightning struck straight down from the calamity cloud. At that moment, the strong light was like a sharp giant sword, tearing through the dark sky and instantly illuminating the entire sky.

The light was so strong that it was almost impossible to open one's eyes, and tears flowed from the eyes due to the irritation.

Accompanied by deafening thunder, the sound was like the roar of God, and the earth seemed to be shaking slightly, as if it could not withstand such tremendous power.

In the forest under the calamity cloud, birds and animals fled in panic, their cries filled with fear and panic. Birds flapped their wings desperately, and animals took hasty steps, looking for a safe place to avoid the impending calamity.

Faced with the astonishing power of the Heavenly Punishment Sword, Hu Mingyue remained calm and unmoved.

She just raised her white jade-like hand slightly, and ten third-tier magic weapons that were about to be scrapped slowly rose into the air one by one, and then without hesitation, they self-destructed and crashed into the unstoppable giant sword that seemed to be able to destroy everything in the world.

Instantly, the roar shook the earth, and a strong light shone across the sky. The giant sword broke through the explosion group, and its originally unrivaled might was now only one-third of its original size. However, even so, it still carried the remaining might, and rushed towards the pink-dressed beauty below like a wild horse.

Hu Mingyue made a prompt decision, opened the barrier, and fought against the remaining thunder tribulation with all her strength, refusing to retreat. Her eyes were firm and persistent, as if she was showing her strong will to this heavenly punishment.

Although the thunderbolt was blocked by the barrier, its power should not be underestimated. The remaining thunderbolt was like a sharp spear, piercing through the barrier and striking Hu Mingyue directly.

Hu Mingyue couldn't resist and suddenly spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. Her face instantly turned as pale as paper, completely bloodless.

Fortunately, she was well prepared, and the talismans and elixirs around her appeared one after another and quickly took effect, alleviating the injuries she suffered.

The talismans flashed with mysterious light, and the pills emitted a strong medicinal fragrance. They surrounded Hu Mingyue like guardian angels, bringing her a little comfort.

"It is actually the Six Swords Wind and Rain Tribulation among the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Tribulations. It is indeed the treatment that a genius deserves. There is no such thing as an ordinary thunder tribulation."

Wang Qiye was stunned for a moment, then he slowly raised the cup in his hand, tilted his head back and drank the Lingxi Cloud Tea in the cup in one gulp. He looked so leisurely, as if he didn't care about the calamity before him.

"You don't seem to be worried about her at all, and you're still holding me here. If she finds out, what if she gets sad and runs away from home?"

Duanmu Lan lazily played with her long hair, and giggled a few times while lying in Wang Qiye's arms, with a hint of anger and ridicule in her laughter.

Wang Qiye ignored the ridicule of the beauty in his arms, and said calmly, "I really care about her, so I took time out of my busy schedule to come and watch the ceremony."

"In the first thunder tribulation, ten third-level magic tools exploded, a standard way for the rich to overcome the tribulation. In each of the six heavenly tribulations, the magic tools exploded to reduce two-thirds of their power. When they approached her body, only one-third of their power remained. With her strength, there is nothing to worry about."

Duanmu Lan spoke quietly, with a hint of doubt in her tone: "No wonder you bought a hundred third-level magic tools from the black market last time. It turns out that they were all for her."

Wang Qiye nodded slightly and admitted frankly: "The magic weapons on the black market cannot be seen in public, so they can only be used in places like this. But I only spent 20% off the price for one hundred pieces, a total of 600,000 spirit stones, which is a good deal."

"One hundred pieces are not enough, right? This Six Swords Wind and Rain Tribulation is still of medium difficulty among the sixty-nine heavenly tribulations." Duanmu Lan frowned slightly, a look of worry on his face, and a cloud of worry appeared on his delicate face.

Wang Qiye responded, "One hundred third-tier magic tools are certainly not enough to survive the catastrophe in this tycoon's way, so she also bought fifty third-tier magic tools that were less than 50% new at a 40% discount in the contract market, just in case of emergency."

"You are quite calculating. After these black market magic weapons self-destruct, they can still be sold at the price of scrap iron of 3,600 spirit stones each. The remaining genuine third-level magic weapons are placed in Yueyu Tower, and you will only lose some money on shipping." Duanmu Lan raised his chin slightly, with a hint of anger in his words.

At this time, Chuntao respectfully filled a cup of tea and brought it over.

Wang Qiye took it and took a sip before saying, "The three of you recently bought a set of fourth-tier luxury jewelry each, which cost you three million. Mingyue's tribulation this time cost 1.2 million. Thanks to the spoils from the Six Treasures Secret Realm over the past two years, we were able to cover this huge expense."

"Hmph, both of them have it, but I don't. But there are still 150 million contribution points in the public account." Duanmu Lan turned away in anger, her beautiful face full of grievance.

"You don't love me at all." There was a hint of resentment in her voice, as if a wronged child was acting coquettishly to an adult.

Wang Qiye quickly put down the teacup and came to comfort her. "I'm just worried that you're used to spending lavishly. If this amount of spiritual stones doesn't last long enough for that furnace of fake pills to come out, you'll go bankrupt."

He quickly shifted his attention and pointed at the calamity cloud. "Look, the second thunder calamity is about to fall."

As time went by, the energy in the calamity cloud continued to accumulate, like a huge bomb that could explode at any time, making people's hearts tense to the extreme.

The wind howled even more violently, and the sound was like the howling of ghosts and wolves, blowing the trees to and fro. The thick trunks were shaking in the wind, and the leaves were flying all over the sky like green snowflakes.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, pouring down like a waterfall, forming a white curtain of rain. Together with the calamity clouds, it created a doomsday scene, as if the end of the world was approaching.

The monks looked at the terrifying calamity cloud from afar, their hearts filled with awe and uneasiness, and their eyes revealed deep fear. They didn't know what kind of disaster and misfortune this calamity cloud would bring.

"Boom——"

Soon, a lightning tribulation shaped like a giant sword came crashing down.