Wutong Governnt Office, Governnt Prison.
Xie Bridge released the Xie Clan mbers who have been tornted during these tis.
Although only a little more than a month has passed since the Xuanqing Demon Mansion knocked on the gates of Wutong.
The impact is devastating.
Originally, with Xie Qiaoxuan residing, the Xie Family, although not favored in Wutong Prefecture due to the matter of Song Chai Xin, was still a Primordial Pill Clan, populous, with three or four generations of direct lineage plus branch mbers totaling several hundred.
But this ti, after the storm has passed,
only about one-tenth managed to survive by luck.
"Cough, cough!"
Rescued from the dark water prison and fortunate to see the morning light, Xie An appeared aged and unrecognizable, supported by Xie Bridge, followed by dozens of Xie Clan mbers.
Not long ago, following Gu Hua’s powerful invasion, retaliating against the Xie Mansion, only the top one of three generations, Patriarch Xie Bridge possessing Primordial Pill cultivation, forcibly broke through the chaos; ninety percent of others were captured.
Due to the past siege at ’Xuanqing Lake’, the Xuanqing Demon Monarch holds grudges, specifically sparing Xie An’s life, subjected him to various humiliations, brutal and severe tortures repeatedly.
He tornted this sole survivor, a century old, reaching the Peak of Great Innate from the second generation of Xie Family elder mbers.
Tortured until his blood and energy were depleted, his Divine Soul dwindled, yet retaining a breath to hang by, unable to choose death.
As the chains were unlocked, the Innate Demon Fiend guarding the Governnt Prison was killed by Xie Bridge one by one, Xie An, upon re-seeing daylight, looked wistfully at this Governnt Prison.
He thought, unable to break through to Primordial Pill, nearing life’s end, he would likely perish here.
Unexpectedly...
He surprisingly salvaged an old life, walked out from this prison.
Indeed, the world is unpredictable.
"Father, are you alright?" Xie Bridge asked in a deep voice, supporting Xie An’s arm.
"Alright, alright..." Xie An’s eyes were cloudy, covered in dense wounds only just scarred over, but having the Imperable Vajra Body, though old and frail, it wasn’t considered fatal.
Three generations of the Xie Family, Xie Qiaoxuan is the initial Elder Ancestor, ’An, Ping, Yuan, Wei’ are the second generation direct lineage, now only the forr first son Xie An remains.
The third generation is led by his offspring, Patriarch Xie Bridge, and the once ’outsider direct branch’ Song Chai Xin’s generation, can be considered veteran elders in the clan, mostly in their fifties and sixties.
Further down, there are the younger generations like Xie Wutong, and so pillars of the clan.
Decades unvisited,
The once aura belonging to the noble scion on Xie An vanished, smoothed over by ti due to Martial Dao setbacks and nearing life’s end.
All that remains is a ’decrepit with candle flickering’ elderly.
Even appears older than his father, Elder Qiaoxuan.
Not reaching Primordial Pill,
eventually a hundred years arrive, followed by burial.
"That’s good, that’s good..."
"Now, Elder Qiaoxuan has fallen; my Xie Family truly cannot endure losing another veteran elder!"
Phew!
Seeing his father saved a life, the heavy-hearted Xie Bridge finally exhaled deeply.
Then walked out of the Governnt Prison, gazed at the sunset, that upright spine, looking over the entire Wutong Prefecture City, imdiately stepped forward:
"Jixia, there are seventy-nine Xie Clan mbers left in the Governnt Prison, all rescued, where do we go next?"
"I suppose, even if there are thousands of demons within Wutong Prefecture, this ti, with True Master residing, Primordial Pill leading the way, they must mostly be cleared out, right?"
Jixia?
Who is this figure?
Being supported by another Xie Clan mber from Black Mountain.
Looking at his son speaking to that black-robed young man’s figure, faintly having a sense of ’looking towards a superior leader’.
He was sowhat puzzled.
At this mont,
The ’Wutong Prefecture Venerable’ imprisoned by the Xuanqing Demon Monarch was also rescued.
He’s the only one who didn’t surrender, but due to his special status, wasn’t directly consud by the Primordial Pill Master.
The current Wutong Prefecture Venerable, nad ’Zheng Zizhen’, advanced step by step from a Black Mountain Outer City constable to his current position.
The turning point in his life was the favor of forr ’Wutong Prefecture Venerable’ Song Chai Xin.
During his tenure as Black Mountain Guardian, ntored and elevated him, further allowing Zheng Zizhen to leap from ’Official Body’ to ’Governnt Body’, becoming a Ninth-Grade Governnt Officer, Departnt Head.
Saving over a decade of struggle, obtaining countless Martial Arts resources.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have achieved today, hence serving diligently, even with demons breaching Wutong Prefecture, he still didn’t choose surrender.
Thus locked by Xuanqing Demon Monarch Gu Hua, imprisoned, endured multiple tortures.
Just hoping one day to see him surrender, causing the last ’heart’ of this Prefecture City to utterly collapse.
But before breaking through Zheng Zizhen’s defense.
He himself fled beforehand.
So, upon escaping the predicant.
Zheng Zizhen, troubled, wanted to know the city’s status, found a Peak of Great Innate figure from Black Mountain to inquire.
After understanding the general outline, he was greatly shocked:
"Wutong Prefecture... such masters have co here?"
"Decades ago, decades ago..."
"Wait, isn’t that!"
He mumbled to himself, accidentally catching a glimpse of Xie Bridge speaking to Jixia’s figure, asking quietly.
Watching Jixia tilt his head, gaze at the setting sun, from his angle, he faintly sees the flow of ’Demon Suppression Dao Qi’ in Jixia’s eyes.
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