Fang Cheng looked at the nine disheveled Wang Family Elders on the ground and gauged his current strength.
’Without the Immortal Binding Rope, I’m probably sowhere between Second Senior Brother Huang Shen and First Senior Sister Cai Li.’
’I just wonder if a Tier Two Middle Grade Immortal Binding Rope could even restrain First Senior Sister...’
A ridiculous thought flashed through his mind.
At this mont, all nine Wang Family Elders were bound by the shimring golden rope, unable to move a muscle.
Fang Cheng’s eyes glinted, killing intent filling his heart. A single flash of sword light was all it would take to send these nine on their way.
It would be as easy as slicing through lons and vegetables.
It would also satiate the Resentnt Demon Bead.
However, the Wang Family still had a True Disciple and an Inner Sect Elder within the Yinluo Sect. Moreover, one of their ancestors was the Peak Master of Lotus Peak, a figure of astonishing power who anchored the Wang Family’s fortune.
This gave Fang Cheng pause.
’Offending the Wang Family so grievously right now would certainly do more harm than good.’
After weighing the pros and cons, he took Wen Qianqian and rose into the air. Under the gazes of the Wang Family Cultivators, the Immortal Binding Rope lifted the string of Wang Family Elders and floated up behind him.
The assembled Wang Family Cultivators could only watch this scene unfold, helpless to do anything.
Just then, the sky once again filled with a boundless red haze. The infinite crimson light gathered in one place, forming the hundred-zhang-tall phantom of an old man.
He stood in the heavens, looking down upon Fang Cheng, and gently swept a hand across the sky above Chixia Island.
The auras of the nine Wang Family Elders on the Immortal Binding Rope suddenly surged. An invisible, imnse force helped them montarily push back the rope’s restraints!
Imdiately after, red haze poured from the void, swept up the nine n, and vanished with them.
Fang Cheng stopped, his hands clasped behind his back. He watched it all unfold leisurely, making no move to intervene.
’If I had wanted to kill those nine, I would have done so already.’
The mont the Chixia Giant appeared, the assembled Wang Family Cultivators on the island breathed a sigh of relief.
’The Patriarch has finally made his move.’
The Wang Family Patriarch was at the Late-stage Life Talisman Cultivation. With the aid of the Wang Family’s Grand Array, his power was more than a cut above that of an ordinary Late Stage Cultivator.
This was the source of the Wang Family Cultivators’ confidence.
If that failed, they would have to go to Yinluo Island and request the aid of the Wang Family’s Inner Sect Elder, or even the Peak Master of Lotus Peak.
The Chixia Giant’s deep voice bood, "Fellow Daoist Suanni, since you’ve co to my Chixia Island, why not stay a few more days?"
His voice was deep and resonant, profound and majestic, as if it held a soul-captivating power.
His enormous form blocked Fang Cheng’s path of escape, and crimson light radiated from his body, shooting into the sky. His aura was as vast as the sea, and an imnse pressure, like that of a mountain, bore down upon Fang Cheng.
It seed that if Fang Cheng dared to refuse, the giant would strike.
Fang Cheng sneered, calmly took out a talisman swirling with sword light, and held it up, aiming it at the Chixia Giant from afar. He said nonchalantly, "Chixia Island is a fine place, but I have other matters to attend to and cannot linger."
As his voice fell, a terrifying Sword Intent, one that made the hearts of all the Cultivators on Chixia Island tremble, emanated from the talisman.
The Sword Intent instantly enveloped the Chixia Giant. The sword light was poised to strike, its killing intent pure and piercingly cold.
The Chixia Giant’s face, shrouded in crimson light, seed expressionless, yet it also seed to betray a trace of apprehension.
He stared intently at the Sword Light Talisman in Fang Cheng’s hand, remaining silent.
Fang Cheng had a good deal of confidence in the power of Cai Li’s Sword Talisman.
As Sun Fuguo’s eldest personal disciple, Cai Li’s strength was rumored to be no less than that of so Peak Masters.
After a mont, the Chixia Giant finally said, "In that case, I will invite you again another day, Fellow Daoist."
Fang Cheng chuckled. With a wave of his great sleeve, the Flying Fish Sword shot out like a bolt of silk and slashed at the light of the Wang Family’s Grand Array, tearing open a gash.
Then, holding Cai Li’s Sword Talisman and with Wen Qianqian in tow, he transford into a streak of Profound Light, gracefully flying out of the Grand Array and vanishing over the horizon in an instant.
The light of the Wang Family’s Island Defense Array slowly closed, and the entirety of Chixia Island fell silent.
After a long while, the Chixia Giant spoke slowly, "Not a single word of today’s events is to be spread outside the family. Any who violate this order will be executed according to family law."
His tone was grim, carrying a sense of his words being law.
The assembled Wang Family Cultivators were secretly alard. They all committed the matter to mory, thinking to themselves that in the future, even discussing the incident would likely invite disaster.
The Wang Family had stood for several thousand years, and its rules were incredibly strict. No one dared to test them.
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anwhile, Fang Cheng flew back to the Yinluo Sect Marketplace with the beauty in his arms.
The two returned to the rear courtyard of Xuanzhen Studio in Purple Gold Alley. Once inside the West Wing Room, they activated the restrictive wards.
Fang Cheng had just sat down when the charming and beautiful Flower-Confidence Young Lady threw herself into his arms and offered him a passionate kiss.
It was unrestrained yet gentle.
After a long while, the two reluctantly parted.
Fang Cheng looked at Wen Qianqian’s gorgeous face, now just inches away, and asked, "How did you end up in such a situation?"
Wen Qianqian’s face showed self-reproach as she began to explain what had happened.
It turned out that the Yinluo Sect’s massive, once-a-decade auction had begun. A huge influx of Cultivators from the Yun Country had made the marketplace more than ten tis as prosperous as before.
That day, a Life Talisman Cultivator had visited the shop. Ning Suyun was originally attending to him, but after sensing the profound depth of his cultivation, she had asked Wen Qianqian to handle him personally.
Who would have thought that the mont the Array Spirit Maiden saw this person, she would send a warning into Wen Qianqian’s sea of consciousness: the man before them was also a successor of the Myriad Phenona Immortal Sect!
The inheritance of the Cultivation Technique lineage ant the aura was unmistakable.
The man claid to be from the Ten Thousand Treasures Studio in the Jin Country. He said he was traveling the world, and though he was well-traveled and knowledgeable, he had never seen talismans like those from Xuanzhen Studio anywhere else, so he wished to purchase a few.
Those talismans were the very ones Wen Qianqian had crafted using the Feather God Dao Pattern that Fang Cheng had given her.
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