300: Chapter 300 A Wisp of Primordial Spirit

In response to Yun Ling's long sigh, Ye Jing only asked, "Sect Master, how will the Lingxiao Sect handle the aftermath?"

Now that the Lingxiao Sect Master is dead, the Lingxiao Sect is like a dragon without a head; I fear a counterattack.

A flash of ruthlessness crossed Yun Ling's eyes. He brandished the sword in his hand and said coldly, "Patriarch Ye, follow me down the mountain."

Seeing this, Ye Jing followed Yun Ling down from the mountain. At this time, the Disciples gathered at the foot of the mountain were all kneeling on the ground. Aside from a few Foundation Establishment Stage Disciples who were propping themselves up with one knee on the ground, the others were pale-faced and trembling with fear.

However, their faces were filled with confusion. They didn't know why, while they were perfectly fine at the foot of the mountain, they suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure strike them, causing them to kneel on the ground, unable to move.

Among them, Ruan Xiao saw Yun Ling emerge unscathed, and his eyes instantly turned blood-red. He roared, "Where is our Sect Master! Why is it you who came out!"

"Presumptuous!" Yun Ling shouted. Although he was injured, his power as a Golden Core Stage Cultivator remained.

This single roar caused Ruan Xiao to cough up blood directly, not daring to say another word.

To the side, Tao Yue was already in despair.

That Yun Ling could descend the mountain safely meant that the Sect Master was already dead; their Lingxiao Sect was finished.

Ye Jing stepped forward to help Ye Tianhao and Ye Tianyao up, using his spiritual power to soothe the siblings.

Yun Ling looked at the Lingxiao Sect Disciples below and declared, "Your Sect Master conspired with demonic Cultivators and has now been executed. Considering that you are all fellow Cultivators, this seat can give you a path to survival: surrender a wisp of your Primordial Spirit and then join my Qingyun Sect!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of all the Lingxiao Sect Disciples changed.

A Cultivator's Primordial Spirit is extremely important. Once a wisp is surrendered, it is equivalent to placing one's life and death in the hands of another, being controlled for the rest of one's life.

For a moment, the air at the foot of the mountain seemed to freeze. The faces of those fearful Lingxiao Sect Disciples showed a hint more of resentment and struggle.

Although Ruan Xiao had been injured by Yun Ling's shout, his eyes were full of grief, indignation, and defiance: "You're lying! Our Sect Master was a man of integrity; how could he conspire with demonic Cultivators? It's clearly you who coveted the Lingxiao Sect's territory, deliberately slandering the Sect Master and brutally murdering him!"

At this, he shouted to the remaining Lingxiao Sect Disciples, "The Qingyun Sect killed our Sect Master and Elders. I would rather die than submit! Do you really want to live under someone else's thumb?"

Ruan Xiao's resolute words caused those Disciples to echo in agreement. They stood up and summoned their Magical Artifacts.

"Senior Brother Ruan is right! We Disciples of the Lingxiao Sect would rather die than submit; we will never become a vassal of the Qingyun Sect!"

"Let's fight! At worst, we'll perish together with them! We cannot let the Sect Master's sacrifice be in vain!"

Seeing this, Yun Ling's eyes showed helplessness, and he then said to Ye Jing, "Patriarch Ye, please take the other Disciples and avoid this place for a moment."

Hearing this, Ye Jing knew in his heart what was about to happen.

Thus, he prepared to take the Ye siblings and other innocent Disciples away from the area.

Seeing Ye Jing about to leave, Ruan Xiao immediately spat with hatred, "Ye Jing! You cannot leave! You caused my cultivation to stagnate; if I don't kill you, my heart will never find peace!"

He was about to charge forward, but just as his spiritual power began to gather, a sudden sharp pain came from his chest. Yun Ling had already unsheathed his sword and pierced Ruan Xiao's heart.

Amidst Ruan Xiao's look of extreme indignation, Yun Ling said indifferently, "Your opponent is me!"

Ruan Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood, and his Primordial Spirit emerged, only to be killed by Yun Ling with extreme resentment.

Tao Yue slumped to the ground, tears falling silently, her face a mask of numbness and despair.

She knew that Ruan Xiao's resistance was futile.

Ye Jing sighed deeply, turned, and led the Disciples away, leaving only the continuous screams behind them.

After leaving the Red Copper Mountain area, Ye Tianyao asked curiously, "Grandpa, did they kill the Lingxiao Sect Master together?"

Ye Jing was stunned for a moment, and the image of that suddenly appearing Nascent Soul monk surfaced in his mind. With a solemn expression, he used his Divine Sense to transmit a message to the two siblings: "No, he was killed by a Nascent Soul."

Ye Tianyao and Ye Tianhao's eyes widened instantly, and Ye Tianyao then instinctively covered her mouth.

At this time, the red sun in the distance gradually set, and the last trace of twilight disappeared into the desolate mountains as night quietly arrived.

With the Lingxiao Sect Master dead, Yun Ling took Ye Jing to the Lingxiao Sect and transmitted his voice to the ignorant Disciples.

He only said that the Lingxiao Sect Master had conspired with demonic Cultivators and had been killed by the joint forces of the Qingyun Sect and the Yueshuang Sect. All Lingxiao Sect Disciples were to go to the Qingyun Sect; Disciples above Foundation Establishment and Elders were to surrender a wisp of their Primordial Spirit and submit to the Qingyun Sect.

The Lingxiao Sect now belonged to Qingyun; any who resisted would be killed without mercy.

Yun Ling's voice transmission was like a thunderclap exploding over the Lingxiao Sect's mountain gate, causing the hearts of the Disciples, who were only at the Qi Refining stage, to shatter.

In the Elders' Hall, several Elders staying behind in the Sect could not believe it. Yun Ling's words that the Lingxiao Sect Master was dead kept echoing in their ears.

One must know that the Sect Master had joyfully led his accompanying Disciples out of the Sect yesterday, only to receive news of his death today.

"Conspiring with demonic Cultivators? Impossible! The Sect Master spent his life in pure cultivation and hated demonic Cultivators most of all; how could he associate with them!"

A white-haired Elder stood up abruptly. Although he felt fear in his heart, he still stood forward, his sleeves fluttering as spiritual power surged around him.

"It must be the Qingyun Sect's wild ambition, murdering our Sect Master and wanting to annex our Lingxiao Sect. How can we submit!"

This Elder was the Law Enforcement Elder of the Lingxiao Sect. His cultivation was already at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage, and he held considerable prestige within the Sect.

With a roar of anger, he immediately sacrificed the whisk at his waist. The whisk turned into sharp silver threads, directly attacking Yun Ling and Ye Jing as they stepped into the mountain gate.

Several Elders loyal to the Lingxiao Sect nearby saw this and also sacrificed their Magical Artifacts to surround them. They all knew about the collusion between Fan Lang and the Xuanyou Sect.

But they were unwilling for the Lingxiao Sect to end up just like the Ganglei Sect.

Yun Ling pressed his hand on the sword at his waist, his expression indifferent.

He released his Golden Core Stage pressure without reservation, causing the bodies of those Foundation Establishment Stage Elders to stiffen.

"Obstinate and unruly."

Yun Ling's voice was devoid of any emotion.

"This seat has already given you a path to survival. Since you refuse to submit, then do not blame this seat for being heartless."

Standing beside Yun Ling, Ye Jing felt a bit of lamentation in his eyes, but he also knew that the cultivation world was one where the strong preyed on the weak. With the Lingxiao Sect leaderless, being annexed by the Qingyun Sect was already inevitable.

Yun Ling looked at Ye Jing and smiled slightly, "Patriarch Ye, I'll have to trouble you."

Yun Ling was still carrying injuries; it would be somewhat taxing for him to resolve so many Law Enforcement Elders at once.

Ye Jing felt helpless; Sect Master Yun Ling must have seen that he could summon several Second-Order Demonic Beasts and felt comfortable leaving this dirty and tiring work to him.

He said nothing more, brandishing his meteor hammer. Blue flames ignited as he charged forward.

Seeing this, the Law Enforcement Elder sneered, "Ridiculous! An old thing at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment wants to fight so many of us? Yun Ling, have you gone senile?!"

Hearing the Law Enforcement Elder's mockery, Ye Jing simply gave his wrist a sudden shake, and the blue flames on the meteor hammer abruptly surged by three feet.

"So what if I'm at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment? It's enough to deal with you fellows."

He immediately shouted, "Come forth! My Yao Beasts!"

As soon as he spoke, several spheres of light emerged from his chest. Once the light faded, they transformed into several Yao Beasts.

The demon hound Hei Feng, the demon fox Xiao Chi, the White Eagle Xiao Yu, the Poisonous Variant Bee Queen, the Golden Corrosion Insect Queen, the Black Water Giant Python, and the White Ice Ape.

Among these Yao Beasts, the four Second-Order Demonic Beasts took the lead. The aura of each one was comparable to the Late Foundation Establishment Stage, and a ferocious air rushed towards the enemies.

The Law Enforcement Elder's expression changed drastically, and his previous mockery instantly froze on his face.

"Second-Order Demonic Beasts?! You can actually summon four at once!"

He cried out in shock. Cultivators who could control beasts were few and far between, and to nurture four Second-Order Demonic Beasts simultaneously was unheard of; even a Golden Core Stage Cultivator might not be able to achieve it.