122: Chapter 122 If the Fang family suffers, the infamy will come from them.

Accompanied by slash after slash coming down.

Inside the Fang Family hall, the breathing creatures became fewer and fewer, and the sounds grew increasingly quiet.

At this moment.

"Fierce villain, come out and fight me!"

With a resounding "boom" coming from the floor of the Fang Family hall, a bloated figure covered in sores shattered the floorboards and flew out from within.

This figure carried a foul stench all over, and its expression was ferocious and terrifying.

But if members of the Fang Family were to see it, they would recognize from its suddenly altered face that this was none other than their Clan Chief, Fang Chiyu!

At this moment, Fang Chiyu was using a method he had researched himself to modify a secret technique passed down by the ancestors of the Fang Family—one that could originally only be used by a Martial Cultivator—into a secret technique that could be applied to an Immortal Cultivator.

Although this modified secret technique had huge side effects for an Immortal Cultivator.

The enhancement to an Immortal Cultivator's strength was solid and real.

Previously, the reason Fang Chiyu had suddenly disappeared was that he had sneaked into the laboratory beneath the Fang Family hall, using various Immortal Cultivator equipment to cast the secret technique on himself.

Having broken through the floor and flown out, Fang Chiyu was completely out of human shape, but his aura had increased by more than twenty percent.

It could be called incomparably tyrannical!

Fang Chiyu held a sword in one hand, while the other hand had transformed into the sharp claw of a behemoth, a look of madness in his eyes.

"Where are you! Get out here!"

He raised his crimson eyes to scan the front, but could not see the youth in blood robes who had broken into his Fang Family.

Not only was that youth in blood robes missing, but even the members of the Fang Family, and even people from other families invited by the Fang Family, were nowhere to be found.

There were only corpses all over the ground.

Among this pile of corpses, Fang Chiyu even saw the corpse of an Immortal Cultivator from the Eight Great Families.

"Dammit!"

Fang Chiyu was furious in his heart; someone from the Eight Great Families had died in his Fang Family.

How could his Fang Family give an account to the other families?!

The furious Fang Chiyu suddenly turned around, wanting to search for the traces of the youth in blood robes.

However.

The moment he turned around, his massive, pus-seeping body suddenly froze.

Simply because.

Two Foundation Establishment Perfection elder members of his Fang Family, plus Immortal Cultivators from the other Eight Great Families, as well as Immortal Cultivators from various minor families, were all looking at him.

The only problem was.

These Immortal Cultivators gazing at him were no longer in the Human Race forms Fang Chiyu was familiar with.

At this moment—their entire bodies were suffused with a dense aura of death, and they had all turned into wandering souls!

Endless black qi of the undead coiled and rose, shrouding the entire Fang Family hall like a demon domain of wandering souls.

All the wandering souls stared fixedly at Fang Chiyu with those eyes full of slaughter and pain, glowing with a crimson light.

Being closely watched by so many wandering souls of the Foundation Establishment Realm, Fang Chiyu's heart, which had swelled due to casting the secret technique, was now left with only terror.

On his back, layers of green pus continuously seeped out, and the pustules on his forehead were also emitting green pus.

Suddenly, the army of wandering souls in front of him moved, clearing a passage in the middle.

A youth with black hair and black eyes, carrying a majestic aura, slowly appeared from among the wandering souls.

This youth wore a suit of Blood Crystal Armor, and the scarlet robe draped over him was like a cloak, with majestic blood qi drifting all over his body.

There was even a faint feeling of suppressing the black qi emitted by the surrounding wandering souls.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Qin Muyuan glanced at the pus-covered Fang Chiyu and said indifferently.

Thud.

Fang Chiyu suddenly dropped to his knees on the floor.

"Se—Senior! What happened before was just a misunderstanding!"

"Junior... Junior was blind and failed to recognize Senior. Please spare Junior this once!"

"Junior is willing to sign a warrior contract with Senior and serve Senior for life!"

Fang Chiyu knelt on the ground, kowtowing with loud thuds as he begged for mercy.

"Heh."

This scene made Qin Muyuan laugh outright.

The so-called "being arrogant at first and respectful later makes one laugh upon reflection."

So the ancients' so-called laughter wasn't because they found it funny, but rather because they couldn't keep a straight face anymore.

"I can actually forgive you."

Qin Muyuan's calm voice came, causing hope to instantly ignite on Fang Chiyu's ugly, distorted face.

"Thank you, Senior—"

"But they aren't willing."

Qin Muyuan interrupted, pointing his finger at the wandering souls beside him whose eyes revealed fierce and hateful expressions.

After being baptized by the human emperor banner, these wandering souls had lost most of their intelligence, turning into wandering souls that only obeyed commands.

But in their minds, a trace of meager memory still remained.

These memories clearly told them—who it was that caused them to be transformed into the undead and suffer such painful torture!

"Go on, give him a good expression of gratitude."

Qin Muyuan tossed out those light words, then turned around, using Wind-Riding Step to fly out of the Fang Family hall.

Behind him came the furious roars and shrieks of the wandering souls, as well as Fang Chiyu's miserable screams and wails.

Before long, the wailing stopped.

Wandering souls dragged Fang Chiyu's corpse over, coming before Qin Muyuan.

On Qin Muyuan's left hand, the [wriggling hunger] opened its sharp teeth and swallowed Fang Chiyu's corpse into it, replacing Yuheng's grazing.

Meanwhile, the banner of the human emperor banner fluttered, and Fang Chiyu's wandering soul was rapidly sucked into the banner and refined.

Adding another major general to the army of wandering souls.

Qin Muyuan exited the [Blood Calamity] state, and the Blood Crystal Armor on his body gradually dissipated.

He looked at the human emperor banner, whose purple qi was growing increasingly dense, and shook his head with a sigh:

"Sigh, how come my art style... feels less and less related to justice?"

Clearly, he was a good person.

"Senior Qin."

At this moment, Fang Yuan brought Fang Congming, along with the two remaining living members of the Fang Family behind her, to step forward.

"Hurry up and call Senior Qin!"

"Senior Qin!"

Those two living members of the Fang Family hurriedly pounded their trembling legs, dropping with a thud onto their knees, and bowed to Qin Muyuan.

Qin Muyuan glanced at their foreheads and withdrew his gaze without the slightest interest.

"Fang Yuan."

"Junior is here!"

Fang Yuan, who had already refined countless clan members and whose cultivation had directly soared to the Peak of Foundation Establishment Perfection, still maintained a respectful expression as she cupped her hands and bowed to Qin Muyuan.

After all.

Her cultivation at this moment was all obtained through the grace of Qin Muyuan and the refining of her clan members!

This grace, coupled with the strength displayed by Qin Muyuan, left Fang Yuan immensely grateful and filled with reverence.

If not for the fact that Qin Muyuan did not care much about matters between men and women, Fang Yuan would have wanted to immediately fight three hundred rounds with Qin Muyuan!

"Where will you go from here?" Qin Muyuan glanced at Fang Yuan and asked.

"Everything is up to Senior's arrangement." Fang Yuan replied respectfully.

"Mhm." Qin Muyuan glanced at Fang Yuan again and said:

"Right now, among the Eight Great Families of Daliang Country, the other families besides the Fang Family probably all have their eyes on the few of us."

"If I leave, your Fang Family will probably find it difficult to gain a foothold in Daliang Country."

Hearing this, Fang Yuan's mind stirred, and she asked: "Then... according to Senior's meaning?"

"I think." Qin Muyuan glanced at Fang Yuan's forehead where a golden exclamation mark had suddenly appeared, and said:

"In this Daliang Country, having too many families is not a good thing either."

"So... out of the Eight Great Families, how many should be eliminated?" Fang Yuan took up the conversation.

"Mhm." Qin Muyuan displayed an expression of 'a child is educable', and said:

"Then how many do you think it would be best to eliminate?"

"Uh... three..."

"Mhm?"

"Four?"

"Mhm?!"

"Six... No, seven! Seven!"

Fang Yuan hurriedly said:

"Junior believes that there are still too many families, making them hard to remember."

"Instead of that, it's better to let the Fang Family suffer a little, and let the infamy of being discussed by the common people be borne by the Fang Family."

"As for the other families... let them make their exit for now."

Hearing this, Qin Muyuan nodded with satisfaction.

He opened his panel.

[Fang Yuan, Clan Chief of the Fang Family in Daliang Country, has received your guidance and issued a quest to you]