I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Chapter 92: 92: Thunderous Echoes

zhou yi placed the jade pendant on his forehead and upon opening it, saw the four characters "mysterious sun pill scripture."

he resisted the greed and did not look further.

"this item is too precious, you tell me first what happened?"

"benefactor, some days ago there was a loose cultivator, who took advantage of my grandson's cultivation and launched a sneak attack."

chen yang said with grief, "my grandson was only at the second level of qi refinement, and he had not even purchased any protective magic artifacts. he was killed on the spot and his path ended there."

zhou yi asked, "such a serious incident occurred in the marketplace, did the law enforcement team not take care of it?"

in zhengyang city, there are clearly two types of people, mortals and cultivators. for the former, the law enforcement team deals with issues perfunctorily; for the latter, if they are attacked, a thorough investigation is carried out for deviant demons and outsiders.

however, after committing a crime, evil cultivators usually move to another marketplace to cultivate, and it's rare to catch and bring them to justice.

it was for this reason that there were basically no comrades among loose cultivators.

loose cultivators practicing orthodox cultivation techniques are even more dangerous than demonic cultivators, who are gloomy with a demonic aura and roiling demonic clouds.

"of course they did, and they quickly identified the murderer, who was promptly executed."

chen yang sighed, "cultivators vie with heaven for fate; my grandson's lifespan was short, and so be it. but the day before yesterday, someone sent a message demanding the relics of my ancestors or threatened to cut off my lineage. only then did i understand it was a plot for wealth and murder!"

zhou yi had already guessed the reason and asked, "what do you plan to do?"

"with the family legacy exposed, i might avoid today, but not tomorrow. i plan to leave the marketplace with my whole family."

chen yang said bitterly, "but my grandson should not die in vain. i am willing to offer our family's legacy as a reward, pleading for your help in avenging my poor grandson."

zhou yi pondered for a long time and then returned the jade slip.

"keep the family legacy for yourself for now. once you leave tianyang abyss, there will likely be people who take action to kill you. i need to assess the strength of the murderer before making further plans. if there's an opponent we cannot defeat..."

"then offer up the legacy, and perhaps there will be a chance to survive."

"how righteous of you, benefactor!"

chen yang did not take the jade slip back and said resolutely, "my ancestor was a true disciple of the pill ding sect. no matter how declined and incompetent our descendants have become, we would never stoop to begging our enemies for life. if the enemy is too powerful, i ask the benefactor to remember and seek revenge for the chen family in the future!"

zhou yi weighed the matter carefully, seeing the benefits without harm, and nodded in agreement.

"that will do."

...

heavenly craft pavilion.

zhou yi, disguised as a monk in yellow robes, bought ten earth fire pearls.

thousand talisman hall.

the taoist priest in purple robes exchanged two hundred years' worth of poria for ten clone talismans and fifty thunder talismans.

chen yang's eyes were about to burst with fury, knowing now was not the time for grief, he shouted to his family.

"split up and run!"

at his words, the chen family members snapped back to reality and scattered in all directions.

the black-robed cultivator stood still, letting out a sharp and long whistle, and soon responses came from afar.

a moment later.

the members of the chen family who had fled in all directions were gathered together again, surrounded in the center by no less than eight black-robed cultivators.

"old man chen, hand over the pill master inheritance, and you can have a quick death!"

the leading black-robed cultivator took out a black bowl, inside of which was drawn a ferocious ghost face, its blood-red eyes almost seeming alive: "once trapped in this malevolent ghost bowl of mine, your soul will be drawn and essence refined, and even death will be hard to come by..."

before he could finish speaking, a roar of thunder sounded in the sky.

boom! boom! boom!

confusion crossed the face of the black-robed cultivator as he looked up and was so scared that the dark mist on his face dissipated, revealing an aged face.

thunder after thunder roared incessantly in the broad daylight, as numerous bolts of lightning descended from the sky.

"ah!"

continuous screams ensued, and instantly six people were turned into charred corpses, the remaining two relying on their protective magic artifacts to narrowly escape the calamity.

"escape!"

the two were seasoned evil cultivators who did not need to discuss before fleeing in different directions.

"too late."

a deep voice came from above, and a stalwart figure two meters tall appeared, wearing a silver helmet, black armor, and cloud-stepping boots, looking more like a battle-hardened general than a cultivator.

as he spoke, he activated the heavenly thunder pearl and earth fire pearl, two streaks of purple and red divine light intertwined, catching up to the two in an instant.

boom!

the two figures, smoking, fell to the ground, their fates unknown.

zhou yi, naturally knowing the principle of delivering the finishing blow, was ten meters away, using his flying sword to chop all the corpses into pieces. whether they were feigning death or not, they were thoroughly dead now, and only then did he begin to gather the spoils of war.

"a pile of junk metal; can't even recoup the spirit stones spent on the thunder charms. let's go back and take another look at the jade slip; i hope to break even!"

zhou yi had fulfilled his promise and didn't bother with chen yang as he prepared to ride his magic artifact away when a tremendous wave of mana rapidly approached.

"fellow daoist, please wait!"

the voice was crisp and pleasant to the ear; the comer was beautiful as a flower, but in zhou yi's eyes, it was like a life-threatening evil spirit.

xuan yu the truthseeker!

waving his hand, zhou yi scattered a handful of duplicating talismans, sending ten figures running in all directions, while his true self activated the earth traveling pearl to burrow underground.