137: Chapter 137 Harvest

A figure with a severed arm flew up in panic on a Flying Sword, his face, usually as calm as an ancient well, was now twisted with terror.

A sharp green Sword Qi followed closely behind, tearing through the air!

Ye Ming hurriedly performed hand seals to defend, but the Sword Qi shattered his Spell like dry weeds, instantly slicing across his chest as a vivid line of blood splashed through the air.

"A Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator!"

Ye Ming fell from the sky, spitting blood with a distorted expression, his eyes filled with terror and confusion.

Even though Song Baiqing still emitted the aura of the ninth layer of Qi Refining, anyone with eyes could see that this was not the Qi Refinement Stage at all, but a genuine Foundation Establishment Stage!

Both sides were at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage, but before a Sword Cultivator, Ye Ming was as fragile as a clay chicken or a pottery dog.

He couldn't understand; wasn't the Su Family just a newly promoted seventh-rank Qi Refining Family? Why would they have a Foundation Establishment Cultivator guarding them? And a proud Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator at that!

How could such a person be willing to serve as a servant for a Qi Refining Family?

Ye Ming had no time to think; his only thought was to flee this place. Even if his clansmen were slaughtered to the last, he couldn't muster a single thought of revenge.

If the clansmen were gone, they could be replaced, but if his life was gone, he would truly lose everything.

"Wait! I am willing to buy my life with a fragment of a Dao technique!"

Ye Ming, who had crawled a trail of blood on the ground, saw Song Baiqing suddenly approaching and shouted in panic, "The Ye Family also has a fragment of that Dao technique, the same one Young Friend Su bought at the stall! This fragment is still kept in our Family's Library Pavilion..."

Song Baiqing's gaze was cold as he immediately stopped, waiting for the Family Head's next instructions.

Seeing this, Ye Ming felt as if he had caught a life-saving straw. Propping himself up with one arm, he prostrated and kowtowed to Su Yang, who was strolling over, speaking rapidly:

"Not only that, my Ye Family is willing to offer more treasures—Medicinal Pills, Dao techniques, Heaven And Earth Treasures—anything you want, as long as you spare my life! I will never seek revenge!"

Su Yang's gaze was cold. Looking at the wretched man before him, he simply uttered a single word: "Kill!"

In an instant, the hum of a sword resonated through the clouds!

Song Baiqing's sword light was as fast as a startled swan. Ye Ming, lying on the ground, stiffened as his entire head fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes still filled with bewilderment.

He had offered such a generous reward; why weren't the people of the Su Family tempted at all?

"Family Head, only this man in the Ye Family has a Foundation Establishment cultivation. Shall we return to Luoxuan City to wipe out the Ye Family?"

Song Baiqing cleanly sheathed his sword and spoke in a flat tone.

Su Yang shook his head without hesitation. "With the Ye Family leaderless, it is indeed the best time to destroy them, but the major powers in Luoxuan City won't just let us do that."

How could the Ye Family's vast territory and industries be easily taken by the outsider Su Family? Unless the Su Family had multiple Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators to intimidate the major powers, the Ye Family's resources would only be left for the forces in Luoxuan City to divide.

After dealing with the remaining Ye Family Cultivators, Su Xuanxiao walked over. Looking at the headless corpse on the ground, he said regretfully:

"The Dao technique fragment he mentioned just now should refer to the Night Roaming Divine Movement. No wonder Ye Junyi competed with me back then; it turns out the Family already had a fragment of the Night Roaming Divine Movement."

Su Yang used his spiritual power to pick up Ye Ming's storage ring. His Divine Sense swept inside, and his lips suddenly curled into a smile.

"There's no need for regret. This item isn't in the Ye Family's Library Pavilion, but rather in the hands of this Family Head Ye."

Saying this, he took out that half-page of yellow paper from the storage ring. The content was indeed the technique for 'Night Roaming Divine Movement,' and it even connected with the yellow paper Su Xuanxiao had bought!

Su Xuanxiao took the yellowed page and scanned it for a moment, cursing, "What a cunning rogue! Just now he repeatedly claimed the fragment was hidden in the Family's Library Pavilion, but it turns out he was carrying it on him."

Su Yang chuckled. "If he had admitted the fragment was on his person, wouldn't he have become meat on a chopping block? This tactic of mixing truth and lies was clever, but unfortunately..."

Ye Ming underestimated the Su Family's decisiveness in killing.

If someone else had heard those same words, they might have actually spared his life.

Su Xuanheng and the others, having finished dealing with the corpses, came over and handed the collected storage rings to Su Yang.

"Father, is it really okay if we don't wipe out the Ye Family?" Su Xuanheng asked in a low voice.

The Su Family had always been thorough in their actions, never leaving any future trouble.

Not eliminating the Ye Family this time truly didn't fit the Su Family's usual style.

Su Yang said in a relaxed tone, "The people in Luoxuan City are no saints. Once they learn that the Ye Family's Foundation Establishment Cultivator is dead, they will help us wipe out the Ye Family. They also understand the principle of pulling up weeds by the roots."

The only pity was that they wouldn't get a share of the Ye Family's vast industries.

Fortunately, it wasn't a complete lack of gains.

The fragments of 'Night Roaming Divine Movement' were extremely valuable. With these fragments combined, Su Yang was confident he could deduce the complete version of 'Night Roaming Divine Movement'!

"Let's go. The demonic Cultivators and Robber Cultivators have already left the Ten Thousand Ravines Mountains and Rivers. The only variable was the Ye Family, and we've already dealt with them."

Su Yang said to Song Baiqing, "The rest of the journey will be hard on Elder Song."

"It is my duty."

Song Baiqing remained as expressionless as ever. He immediately summoned his Flying Sword, carrying everyone as they sped away into the distance.

...

The once-in-a-century grand gathering of the Great Wei took away most of the high-level Cultivators from the Qingyuan Market, making Qingyuan unprecedentedly peaceful and harmonious.

All the Family forces were maintaining the stability of the market, unwilling to start conflicts at such a time.

Any conflicts would have to wait until their respective leaders returned; otherwise, if something major happened, no one would be able to give a proper account.

The Su Family thus lived through a period of peaceful days.

Su Xuanming managed the Family's industries in an orderly fashion. Since his business competitors were all playing it safe, he took the opportunity to do the opposite, making a huge profit through aggressive business tactics.

Su Xuanming returned to the inner courtyard of the Su Residence in a good mood, rarely seeing his wife Ruan Ning Cultivating in the yard.

Seeing this scene, a sense of urgency rose in Su Xuanming's heart.

Unknowingly, he had become the one with the lowest cultivation among the Su generation, aside from Su Xuanling.

Even Su Xuanjing's cultivation had reached the Fifth Level of Qi Refining, while he was still stuck at the Fourth Layer of Qi Refining.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Second Brother!"

Su Xuanjing's voice suddenly came from behind. "Second Sister-in-law is already at the Fifth Level of Qi Refining. How can your cultivation Realm be worthy of your original dream? What happened to being free and seeing the wider world?"

Having his secrets exposed, Su Xuanming's face turned red. He coughed twice. "Wasn't I delayed by Family affairs? Once I find a few talents who can take over the business, I will definitely work hard on my Cultivation."

Su Xuanjing rolled her eyes at him and said faintly, "Don't keep dragging it out, or you might even be surpassed by Little Sister."

These words made Su Xuanming's breath hitch, and his sense of urgency grew even stronger.

His gaze subconsciously fell upon the Ting Lake.

The young girl stood tall and graceful, her temperament elegant and serene. Her slender, fair fingers plucked the zither strings, playing a graceful melody.

In a daze, the two seemed to see their mother's shadow in Su Xuanling. It had to be said that she indeed inherited her mother's temperament; not only were their personalities and temperaments similar, but even that exquisite zither skill was perfectly passed down.

"Aunt! Second Uncle! Brother You said that Father and Mother and Grandpa and Grandma are coming back, is it true?"

At this moment, three little ones ran into the courtyard, with the youngest boy shouting loudly.

Xiao Mei was chasing after them with a blanket in her arms, sweating profusely from exhaustion.