A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 105 - 99: Bichao Strategy (Part 2)

The cultivators surrounding Bichao Mountain shouted in unison, "Surrender immediately to spare your lives! Break through the mountain gate, leave no one alive!"

The echoing sound waves shook the valley. The disciples of the Chaosheng Sect trembled with fear, their faces ashen.

More than forty disciples remained, most of whom were Early-Stage Qi Cultivation practitioners. Seeing even the Sect Leader Elder, whom they regarded as a deity, decapitated, they had no will left to resist.

A few Middle and Late Stage Qi Cultivation practitioners huddled together, trembling all over, their eyes fixated on the lead cultivator. One asked in panic, "Do we still fight?"

Fight? With what? There are probably two to three hundred cultivators outside, and their Foundation Establishment experts too. Even our Sect Leader Elder has been killed, not to mention they already have the Pass Token. They’re just showing off now; soon they’ll let their Foundation Establishment Feather Scholars in. Do we still think we can stand against them with just our small number?

The lead cultivator let out a bitter laugh, looking at the two heads in the sky, and called out loudly, "Friends outside the array, if we surrender, will you swear to spare our lives?"

Lu Qian’s voice rang out, "You are in no position to negotiate terms! I give you only ten breaths to decide—surrender or die!"

"One, two, three..."

The escape light outside the array drew closer. Hearing the countdown to death, the lead cultivator felt difficulty breathing, cold sweat streaming down. His gaze swept across the early-stage practitioners who had already abandoned resistance, and a sigh welled up in his heart.

Better alive than dead.

"Don’t act! We surrender!"

Moments later, the Mountain Protection Grand Array quietly dissipated, leaving no obstacles in front of Lu Qian. The cultivators of Bichao Mountain all kneeled on the square, welcoming their new master.

Lu Qian descended lightly, surrounded by dozens of Qi Cultivation elites, while dozens more escape lights remained in the air as deterrence. The people from Yunshan Sect surrounded him, their expressions excited.

Standing in front of the trembling Chaosheng Sect disciples, Lu Qian said loudly, "Since you have made a wise choice, I will spare your lives!"

The Chaosheng Sect disciples breathed a sigh of relief, and some dared to lift their heads and secretly observe the new master of Bichao Mountain.

Lu Qian continued, "However, considering your large numbers, how to deal with you requires careful thought. To prevent any disturbances, I will seal your dantians. As long as you cooperate honestly, there will be no harm."

Everyone shuddered at the idea; sealing the dantian would render them no different from mortals. Even their storage pouches would be inaccessible, leaving them completely powerless.

Some cultivators couldn’t help but wonder, By sealing our Dantian Qi Sea, isn’t he planning to slaughter us while we’re defenseless?

But with the wolf already in the house, even the chance for resistance was gone. Alas, they could only hope he would keep his word.

The Qi Cultivation elites dispersed, weaving through the crowd, applying special magic techniques to press heavily on each cultivator’s Divine Court, chest, and dantian. Those with sealed dantians immediately felt a weight settle over them, their spiritual power vanished, leaving them in panic.

"Do not panic, as long as everyone behaves, it will naturally be undone in time," Lu Qian said gently. "If you perform well, there is a chance for you to join my Yunshan Sect, saving you from becoming unrooted loose cultivators."

People felt somewhat assured. Most cultivators realized that this person’s sect was called Yunshan Sect, while only two Late-Stage Qi Cultivation cultivators recognized the name Yunshan Sect when they heard it from their Sect Leader Elder. At this moment, they couldn’t help but scrutinize Lu Qian.

Is this Lu Qian, the Sect Leader of Yunshan Sect? He only has Late-Stage Qi Cultivation prowess, yet our Chaosheng Sect fell into his hands.

With their spiritual power gone, there was no fear of rebellion. Lu Qian then ordered the placement of the captives into secure houses, dividing them up for imprisonment.

After separating the captives, Lu Qian whispered a few sentences to Tan Hong and Zhang Lemei, who nodded gravely and left.

Having completed everything, Lu Qian’s gaze swept over the layers of buildings and pavilions on Bichao Mountain.

The various structures of Chaosheng Sect were mostly built into the mountain. Though not as uniform as the Yuqing Zhou Family’s, the environment was elegant, filled with towering ancient trees, offering a unique scenery.

It was not yet time to collect the spoils. Thinking of the imminent arrival of Chaosheng Sect’s elites, Lu Qian felt the pressure mounting.

He called out, and the cultivators in the sky descended one after another. These Early-Stage Qi Cultivation practitioners were held in suspense in the air for a long time, pressured both mentally and by the consumption of spirit stones, but now they relaxed, curiously observing their surroundings.

Lu Qian heard murmurs start rising. Many Zhou Family and Three Sects’ cultivators had greedy expressions, prompting him to shout, "Everyone! The fight isn’t over. Chaosheng Sect still has a hundred elite disciples and two Floating Battleships on their way. This will be a tough battle! Rest for a moment; soon my Elder, Guh, will recover, and we’ll all need to withstand our strong enemy together!"

Hearing this, everyone was startled. With Guh Niqiang’s name mentioned, their improper thoughts vanished.

Lu Qian sighed internally. With their own sect’s power still insufficient, he needed to keep their allies in check vigilantly.

He then chuckled softly, "Don’t worry. Once we’ve restored Yuqing Mountain, aside from the Zhou Family’s gratitude, I’ll also give you a heavy reward."

Among these cultivators, many were shrewd, such as the Three Sects’ Leaders. They likely understood that from now on, Bichao Mountain would be occupied by Yunshan Sect. With all the effort they exerted and with Lu Qian reaping substantial benefits, if he didn’t share, resentment would surely build. Hearing Lu Qian’s promise, their hearts felt much calmer.

Tan Hong and Zhang Lemei arrived at the confinement place of several Middle and Late Stage Qi Cultivation captives, entered, and set up a Silence Talisman.

The captives were instantly filled with fear. The lead cultivator feigned composure, shouting, "What are you planning? Sect Leader Lu has promised to spare our lives. Are you planning to break your promise openly?"

Zhang Lemei sneered, "Naturally, Early-Stage Qi Cultivation is no problem, but you Middle and Late Stages cultivated by Chaosheng Sect pose a lingering threat if left here. My junior brother decided to destroy your dantians and spiritual roots, demoting you to mortals, and exile you down the mountain. Don’t think too much. Just live out the rest of your life as an ordinary person."

Those people were utterly alarmed and tried to activate their magical artifacts, only to find three sealing lights flaring up. Their dantians were a dead sea of spiritual power, forcing them to kneel and beg for mercy.

Even the lead cultivator’s face turned pale and trembling, repeatedly pleading, "Friends, we dare not rebel, please ask Sect Leader Lu for mercy, we’ll never set foot outside this mountain. If you destroy our cultivation, it’s a fate worse than death—better to kill us quickly!"

As soon as he finished, a sword light flashed!

A flying sword pierced through his chest, taking his life in an instant.

Zhang Lemei widened her eyes, turning her head to shout in shock, "Old Tan!"

Tan Hong stood with eyes wide in anger, manipulating the flying sword with continuous motions. Those cultivators tried to run, but with mortal bodies, how could they escape the flying sword? In no time, they were all killed.

Having done everything, Tan Hong said in a deep voice, "Sect Leader is still too merciful. Demoting them to mortals still leaves danger; uprooting them ensures no future worries."

He continued, mumbling, "The revival of Yunshan Sect is at hand, and we must not allow any mishaps. I will personally bear the consequences..."

Zhang Lemei gritted her teeth and pushed Tan Hong, "Bear the consequences my foot. Clean this place up and dispose of the bodies. When our junior brother asks, we’ll just say we sent them away. Who would know?"

As she cleaned up, she muttered, "You, you, always causing worry, doing thankless stupid things, who even appreciates you..."

Tan Hong watched his wife’s back and slowly began to smile.