Chapter 432 Disposing of the Xianzu(Species)

Many of the Elders of the Purple Mansion wore murderous expressions. These territories had been conquered through bloodshed in the past, and by all rights, everyone should have a share in the resources contained within.

Yet now it has been monopolized by a handful of Celestials, who have secretly mined it for dozens upon dozens of years. How could this not stir resentment in their hearts?

"How do you propose we handle this matter?"

Eldrin's eyes turned icy as he spoke with mounting killing intent.

Percival rose to his feet in fury, cupping his hands toward Eldrin. "These clans have seized the resources we painstakingly secured through blood and sweat—such actions invoke the wrath of both heaven and mortals. I implore you, Ancestor, to punish them severely. They must not be shown the slightest mercy."

"The territories we conquered, yet their resources are monopolized by a select few." The leader of the Meng Clan, Meng Xingwan (Person Name), declared with resolute force, "If we do not impose severe punishment, others will follow suit and conceal mineral veins."

"Yet we who shed blood for the Sky Ruins Alliance receive no due rewards—who would still be willing to fight to the death for them?"

Watching the Elders of the Purple Mansion make their moves 1 after another, the leaders of the 6 or 7 Purple Mansion immortal clans and several dozen Foundation Establishment immortal clans all wore expressions of sheer terror.

Elder Fang, disregarding the noble status of a Purple Mansion elder, actually knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Elder, I have realized my mistake. I implore you to spare our lives in consideration of the Fang Clan’s years of bloody battles for the Tianxu Alliance."

"Hmph—"

Eldrin's expression was icy, a flicker of solemn resolve passing through his eyes.

His gaze sent chills down everyone's spines. After a long pause, he finally spoke: "In consideration of your years of service battling for the Sky Ruins Alliance, your lives may be spared."

However, the immortal clan involved in this offense shall have all illicit gains from their unauthorized resource extraction confiscated, along with all their assets in Tianxu Zhou and Dishizhou—including spiritual mountains and earth veins.

Among the cultivators present, Patriarch Fang and the others finally breathed a heavy sigh of relief after hearing this.

Although seizing their assets in the 2 provinces and the secretly mined resources would diminish the wealth of these great immortal clans by more than half, this outcome had always been within their expectations.

To have been able to keep their lives was already beyond their expectations, and they nodded repeatedly in overwhelming excitement.

The Elder Fang promptly kowtowed in gratitude and said with great emotion, "Thank you, Ancient 1, for sparing my life. This junior shall forever remember this lesson and will never repeat such transgressions."

"Don't thank me just yet."

Eldrin let out a cold snort. With a flick of his hand, he infused several spirit talismans into the bodies of the 7 Purple Mansion clan leaders, then unleashed dozens of sword intents that pierced directly between the brows of the 20-some Foundation Establishment clan heads.

After completing all this, before the crowd could voice their terror, he coldly declared, "These sword talismans were forged by my own hand. They can annihilate any of you in the blink of an Eldrin."

"If you wish to be spared, you must atone for your sins through meritorious deeds. Each of you must slay a demon beast of equivalent cultivation rank and bring back its core. Only then shall I remove the sword sigils from you."

"This..."

They sensed the sword intent and sword runes within their bodies, and their faces involuntarily turned pale.

Foundation Establishment cultivators were somewhat better off, but the 7 Purple Mansion leaders present all felt their scalps go numb. In the present-day Tianxu and Disi continents, 1 could hardly find any demonic beasts at the Purple Mansion realm anymore.

To atone for their sins, they would have to venture deep into the demon realm and slay a great demon—a mission fraught with immense peril.

Though fear gripped their hearts, they understood there was no room for dissent here.

They could only prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling as they spoke, "Rest assured, True Master, we will definitely return with the demon beasts' heads."

"Then you may take your leave."

Eldrin waved his hand, signaling for the people to withdraw.

After the representative of the offending immortal clan had left, he turned his gaze to the remaining immortals and declared, "The assets these clans possess across the 2 provinces will be seized and subsequently sold at a discounted price."

"If you are interested, you may discuss with the Elders of my Chen Family."

After saying this, Eldrin stood up and left the great hall.

As for minor matters such as negotiating the purchase of spirit mountains and confiscating spirit stones from those families, it was no longer necessary for Eldrin to handle them personally.

Eldrin returned to the Spirit Mine Mountain to resume nurturing the spiritual veins, while Lior and Kael began leading others in handling the minor details.

After being occupied for the greater part of a year, they had confiscated over 3,000,000 spirit stones from various prominent families. Through the sale of these spirit mountains and mineral veins, they obtained an additional 3,000,000 spirit stones.

In total, they had obtained nearly 7,000,000 spirit stones, which directly covered the bulk of the expenses required for cultivating a fourth-order spirit vein.

With the spirit stones, nurturing the fourth-order spirit vein progressed much faster. After nearly 2 years of relentless effort, the Chen Family finally succeeded in advancing the spirit vein to the fourth rank.

After advancing to a fourth-order spirit vein, Lyra personally set up a fourth-order Mountain Protection Array. Overjoyed, she remarked, "With this spirit mountain and the array guarding it, the spirit stone mine should be securely protected."

Eldrin nodded as well, yet added, "The clan still possesses 2 Void Gems. With these, we can set up another Teleportation Array Disk, ensuring greater safety in the process."

"Very well."

Lyra stated, before mobilizing personnel to craft the Teleportation Array Disk. After 3 months of diligent work, the formation disk was successfully completed.

After setting up the teleportation array, they left Kael to hold the fort here, then returned to Spirit Isle Lake to resume their secluded cultivation.

Time flowed by like rushing water, and in the blink of an eye, another dozen or so years had passed.

On this day, Eldrin opened his eyes in the secluded cultivation chamber, drawing a slow, deep breath. Sensing the 20 percent surge in spiritual power within him, a flicker of delight passed through his gaze.

Not long ago, he had finally achieved perfection in his cultivation, touching the threshold of the sixth layer of the Golden Core. This period of secluded cultivation had indeed allowed him to smoothly break through to the sixth level of the Golden Core realm.

This year marks the 19,522nd year of the Dao Calendar. By careful reckoning, Eldrin was merely 3 100 and 20-some years of age. To have cultivated to the sixth layer of the Golden Core at such an age meant he might very well achieve the Golden Core Perfection before reaching 4 100 and 20 years old.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Eldrin emerged from the seclusion chamber.

Lyra, the Dharma Protector outside the door, beamed with joy at the sight and exclaimed, "You've broken through?"

"Everything went rather smoothly."

Eldrin gave a slight nod, his gaze drifting toward the Spirit Peach Tree nearby.

This year's Heaven Earth Spirit Peaches were different from previous years—their number had increased significantly, with a full 20-7 fruits hanging from the branches.

The Heaven-Earth Spirit Peach possesses boundless miraculous uses. It takes 10 years to blossom, another 10 years to bear fruit, and yet another 10 years to ripen. Once matured, 1 spirit peach can be refined every decade. Consuming it enhances 30 years of cultivation.

Over the years, Eldrin and Lyra relied entirely on these Heaven-Earth Spirit Peaches to rapidly accumulate spiritual power, enabling them to advance 1 full cultivation realm in merely 30 years.

He recalled that the fourth-tier, lower-grade spirit peach tree would bear 9 spirit peaches each time. After they used them, there was almost nothing left.

Later, it grew to the middle grade of the fourth rank, producing 18 spirit peaches each time. This allowed for a dozen or so extra spirit peaches to cultivate Lila (Person Name) and Kael (Person Name) among others.

Now with 9 additional Heaven Earth Spirit Peaches, we can cultivate 3 more Golden Core cultivators.

Chapter 1 The biting cold wind howled across the snowy plains, whipping up flurries of ice crystals that shimmered under the pale moonlight. Amidst this desolate landscape, a lone figure sat cross-legged atop a glacial peak, his robes fluttering violently in the gale. Yun Che's (Person Name) eyes snapped open, twin beams of azure light piercing through the darkness. "After 90-8 1000 years..." he whispered, his voice barely audible yet carrying the weight of eons. "I've finally reconstructed my shattered dantian." A faint, crystalline glow emanated from his lower abdomen where his energy core had been destroyed all those years ago. The Heaven Swallowing Art (Cultivation Method) circulated through his meridians, drawing in the surrounding spiritual energy like a vortex. Countless ice particles swirled around him, dancing to the rhythm of his breathing. Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed across the mountains. "Yun Che! Did you truly believe you could hide here forever?" 3 figures descended from the sky, their cultivator's robes embroidered with the emblem of the Profound Sky Sect (Sect Name). The leader, Elder Ming (Person Name), brandished his Frost Python Whip (Magic Treasure), its silvery length crackling with cold energy. Yun Che rose slowly, his movements fluid and unconcerned. "Elder Ming," he said calmly, "you've brought only 2 Core Formation realm disciples to capture me? The Profound Sky Sect has grown arrogant indeed." "Arrogant?" Ming laughed coldly. "Your cultivation was destroyed, your spiritual roots severed! What makes you think—" Before he could finish, Yun Che's figure blurred. In the span of a single breath, he appeared before the 2 disciples. His fingers, glowing with ethereal light, tapped gently on their foreheads. The disciples froze, their eyes widening in shock. Cracks spread across their bodies like porcelain dolls before they dissolved into motes of light. "How... How is this possible?" Elder Ming staggered backward, his face pale. "You... you've reached the Nascent Soul stage!" Yun Che's gaze was as deep as the starry sky. "I told you," he said softly. "You shouldn't have come alone." The Frost Python Whip in Ming's hand trembled. "The sect master will—" "Your sect master," Yun Che interrupted, "will join you soon enough." A sword materialized in Yun Che's hand—the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure), its blade burning with black flames that seemed to devour the very light around it. With a casual flick of his wrist, space itself seemed to tear apart. Elder Ming had no time to scream before the black flames consumed him, leaving nothing but drifting ashes. Yun Che sheathed his sword, his expression unreadable. "1 down," he murmured, looking toward the distant mountains where the Profound Sky Sect's main compound stood. "Only 90-8 1000, 7 100 and 30-2 to go." The snow continued to fall, slowly burying the evidence of the brief confrontation. But Yun Che had already vanished, leaving only the whispering wind to mourn the dead.