Family Cultivation: I Become a Mirror

Chapter 271 249 Flatten (Two in One)

Jiang Heqian sneered viciously, a look so malignant and spiteful that it caused a slight change in the expressions of the various guest elders. Fei Wangbai then replied,

"Heqian brother, a blood feud like a deep sea has been avenged today, so let's be on our way quickly! This is not a small skirmish on the East Bank and requires extra caution."

Turned out that Jiang Heqian was precisely the old friend whom Fei Wangbai had placed to cause chaos among the East Bank clan families, whose whereabouts the Yu Family had searched for numerous times in vain, and who had been living on a small hill next to the Secret Forest County. Jiang Heqian could hardly wait any longer and said fiercely,

"Let's go!"

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The landscape of Secret Forest County was flat, with dense forestry. A handful of dark, moist soil could even be squeezed to produce oil. It was indeed a nurturing land where the Yu Family, despite the turmoil brought by countless kin and progeny, could ultimately sustain hundreds of thousands of commoners.

With the crow of cocks and the barking of dogs, early morning was dawning. Sunlight stroked across the five Immortal Mountains of Secret Forest County and from atop the mountains, figures rose into the air, as the Yu Family's cultivators flew towards the central plains of the Secret Forest County.

The Earth Veins of the five Immortal Mountains converged here, where Spirit Veins intersect and sustain vast Spiritual Fields. The market town of Secret Forest County was also located in the middle of this, concealed by a Great Formation formed from the confluence of the five Earth Veins. This formation was meticulously crafted by the Yu Family, employing their ancestral Yu Courtyard Guarding Formation. It was not only capable of resisting attacks from Foundation Establishment cultivators, but it also enhanced the abilities of those within the formation. Yu Xiaogui had spent a sizeable amount of Spirit Stones on it.

Yu Xiao'ao leisurely sat down on a mahogany armchair, twirling his white-flecked beard, picking up an ancient tome and began to read with attention. He was the eldest of the 'Xiao' generation in the Yu Family. Now at the Qi Cultivating Peak and over a hundred and twenty years old, he had long since abandoned the hope of Foundation Establishment. He had taken up responsibilities in the market town and ceased cultivating; instead, spending his days reading and watching performances, which he found quite pleasant.

After reading a couple of pages, he saw someone rushing towards him from below, accompanied by a group of clan members, who hastily said,

"Great Elder! It is heard that the Li Family has attacked Huazhong Mountain! The old ancestor has gone there alone! The Family Head has already sent word, calling on family cultivators to act."

"What?!"

Yu Xiao'ao suddenly stood up, slapping the table in both anger and panic before exclaiming,

"That fifth brother of mine has always been brooding and impatient, how could he go there alone! Li Tongya is infamous for his cunning and nastiness. What if there is an ambush by the Li Family? And Li Chijing has become a Sword Immortal, how can we take this lightly?"

The group of people suddenly fell silent. Yu Xiaogui, being a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, was casually referred to as 'fifth brother' by only a few within the family. Known for his grim nature, no one dared to provoke him, making Yu Xiao'ao's remarks frightening to them all.

Yu Xiao'ao, after all, had been cultivating for a hundred years and saw right through the complacency of father and son, Yu Xiaogui and Yu Mugao. His chin quivered, his beard trembling as he urgently asked,

"Where is Uncle Yu Feng?"

"We do not know!"

The group of elders below were thrown into a panic, but Yu Xiao'ao quickly took control, loudly commanding,

"Silence!"

Seeing that all the elders turned to him, Yu Xiao'ao scolded,

"You're all of age and still so flustered and shapeless, take your weapons and come with me to Huazhong Mountain to find Yu Xiaogui!"

The crowd nodded in agreement, preparing to fly there, when a high voice suddenly called out,

"Hold on!"

A black-robed young man sprang from the crowd, voice firm and intense, holding up a sealed letter, and shouted,

"By order of the Family Head, no one shall go to Huazhong Mountain!"

The group of elders momentarily ceased their actions, looking around uncertainly, until Yu Xiao'ao, in his urgency, was about to curse out loud, but recalling that his nephew Yu Mugao was always strategic, he managed to rein in his temper and angrily said,

"If the Family Head has a plan, then damn it, just say it directly instead of hemming and hawing about!"

The young man hesitated, but Yu Xiao'ao, being of much higher generation, he had to keep apologizing profusely. Seeing him hesitating, Yu Xiao'ao glared and shouted again,

"Useless thing! Speak up!"

The young man quieted down, and then announced,

"The Family Head's intention is... for us to head to the South Bank and attack Lijing Mountain!"

Upon hearing this, the group fell into deep thought, and Yu Xiao'ao immediately realized that Yu Xiaogui must be alright in Huazhong Mountain, simply tied down. He clapped his hands together, his white beard bristling, as he figured out the situation and nodded repeatedly, exclaiming in admiration,

"This kid Mugao is just as ruthless! At one glance, he knew he was of the same stock as Yu Xiaogui; a vile wolf begets a vile breed, that's the truth of it! Listen up, everyone, we're striking Lijing Mountain!"

No sooner had Yu Xiao'ao finished giving the order than the group below cheered in agreement. But seeing everyone either looking stupefied or suddenly comprehending, a fire seemed to rage in Yu Xiao'ao's heart. Fueled by anger, he kicked the man in front of him to the ground, swearing,

"Damn fools! Cover up that 'Yu' insignia on your clothes and magic artifacts! Who the hell leaves their name after killing someone's wife?! Imbeciles! I could fetch a shopkeeper from the secular world who'd have more sense than all of you combined!"

The man, plump and portly, rolled on the ground three times before getting up, nodding incessantly. The Yu Family cultivators then finally came to realize, hastily tearing at collars and activating illusion techniques. With his eyes red with rage, Yu Xiao'ao cursed,

"What good are the younger generation aside from eating and drinking?!"

Burning with impatience, he suddenly felt chills run through him as a thunderous roar echoed violently, shaking loose dust from the entire hall, the ground trembling beneath their feet. Yu Xiao'ao's heart grew cold, and he stepped back dejectedly, his lips losing color as he gripped his robe tightly, muttering like a prophetic dream,