Cultivators Are So Weak in This World

Chapter 595: 558 Outpouring 4

Zhang Rongyu: "..."

Her hand unconsciously covered her mouth as she listened to Mr. Rong’s explanation, the shock and trembling in her eyes becoming more vivid.

She looked at her still silent brother in front of her.

Her body trembled slightly.

At first, upon hearing that Zhang Rongfang had such formidable strength, a trace of secret joy and astonishment quietly rose in her heart.

But with the subsequent explanations, the joy in her heart gradually turned into fright.

She knew that even though she occasionally used her wits and designed strategies to achieve her goals, she was essentially a kind-hearted person.

But Rongfang.....

The more she heard, the more disbelief and shock surfaced in her beautiful eyes.

Countless thoughts spun and gathered, and suddenly she lunged forward and grabbed her brother.

"Rongfang..... tell me.... this isn’t true? You’ve only been practicing martial arts for a few years! How is this possible!? All those accusations must have been planted on you, right? Right??"

Zhang Rongyu held Zhang Rongfang tightly, her nails almost breaking from the pressure. But she didn’t feel a thing.

She knew very well what kind of outcome being on the Red List would have.

It meant becoming a permanently hunted criminal by the Spirit Court, forever unable to walk freely in the sunlight!

Zhang Rongfang gently freed her hands, and instead, held them in his own.

"It’s true...." he said softly. "But although I have killed many, they all deserved to die."

He sincerely held his sister’s hands.

"Even if I, Zhang Rongfang, kill people, even if I annihilate entire clans, even if I established the Blood Immortal Dao, I have a clear conscience! I am still a good person."

His voice was low, resonating with a firm determination and seriousness.

Zhang Rongyu looked up at him, momentarily unsure if these words were true or false.

This unexpected turn of events completely disrupted all the plans she had before coming here.

The Red List.... and the current Confucian doctrine, are two paths diverging further and further apart.

They are approaching a return, while her brother is gradually drifting away...

"Master Zhang, you shouldn’t have come back." Mr. Rong spoke again. This time, the difference was that he was speaking directly to Zhang Rongfang.

"Why? Is there anyone here who can threaten me?" Zhang Rongfang replied.

"Wushan has always belonged to me."

He was polite to his sister, but with others, he was less so.

"If nothing unexpected happens, soon, there will be many masters coming with the military to besiege your Human Immortal Temple. A new name on the Red List means that a massive manhunt is sure to follow. As the list that updates the most frequently, there is bound to be hunting." Mr. Rong explained.

"So?" Zhang Rongfang turned to look at him. "Why have you come out voluntarily?"

"Consider it seeking goodwill. Rest assured, your sister is under the protection of my Yi Vein, she will not suffer any grievance! Whether based on the identity of the inheritor’s mother or your identity, she will not be treated unfairly." Mr. Rong replied.

He had specifically brought the first-hand news of the Red List, clearly to inform about it.

This news was so timely that even the Reversal Society and Zhang Rongfang himself did not have access to it, indicating it might have been obtained through connections with the academy.

Upon hearing this, both of them understood its implications.

The Confucian Yi Vein wanted to retain this powerful external force of the Human Immortal Temple, but did not want to be more deeply involved with the Red List.

Therefore, they came to tell him, on one hand, to build goodwill with the Human Immortal Temple, and on the other, to subconsciously prompt Zhang Rongfang to escape quickly, not to stay in place.

Zhang Rongfang looked at his sister again and saw that she was still in a daze.

Ultimately, he said no more.

"Keep the jade pendant safe."

Leaving these words behind, he turned and with a slight tap of his foot, transformed into a red figure, leaping over the courtyard wall and quietly leaving.

Only after he left did Zhang Rongyu suddenly wake up, taking a few steps forward as if to chase after him.

"Rongfang!" she called out loudly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Outside the wall, the red figure paused slightly and turned his head back.

"Take care." Zhang Rongyu’s voice echoed once again.

Across the wall, Zhang Rongfang no longer responded, his figure flashing, disappearing from sight.

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Three days later.

Kun City.

Kun City, filled with blooming flowers and a perpetual spring-like climate, was once a place that attracted many tourists for sightseeing and seclusion.

Known as the City of Flowers, this is how Kun City appeared in the eyes of ordinary people.

But with the Western Sect building a large temple here called the Jade Buddha Temple.

Everything changed.

One by one, fat-headed and big-eared, robust monks continued to bully men and oppress women, seizing surrounding farmlands. Upon seeing beautiful women, they secretly kidnapped them.

Moreover, they extravagantly held banquets inside the temple, featuring the Sixteen Celestial Demon Dances, setting thresholds and inviting officials, masters, and martial artists to join.

The entire Jade Buddha Temple became the biggest nest of filth and evil in Kun City.

Very few knew that this place was actually set up by the Western Sect Sea Dragon, gathering beauties from various places to be sent to the Great Capital and Upper Capital as a transit point.

Just like the Citong Temple back then.

The difference is, the beauties gathered here are not from overseas, that’s all.

At this moment, inside the Jade Buddha Temple.

Sea Dragon King Kong Fan moved his large body, stepping down from the seat in the grand hall.

His cunning small eyes flickered with a restless light. Looking at the disciple kneeling in front of him, who had come to report the news, his irritation surged even higher.

"Have people been sent to the Great Sect Alliance for aid yet?! Why haven’t they arrived yet?!"

"Replying to the Dragon King, the Great Sect Alliance wouldn’t even let the disciple in, no matter what the disciple said, no one paid attention. They’re clearly planning to burn bridges after crossing the river!!" The monk kneeling on the ground was also in a panic.

Since a few days ago, all divisions of the Western Sect were consecutively destroyed.

The monks in the temples were left with none surviving, all meeting untimely deaths.

The perpetrators could not be traced, and the Great Capital sent out experts, but each one sent out never returned.

After several such incidents, more people fled the main temple.

The Sea Dragon King Kong Fan, being extremely vigilant and usually handling tasks at the Sea Dragon’s underground palace, promptly took people and supplies to leave the Great Capital, arriving at this division.

And now, everything was as he anticipated.

Just after he left, the news from the Great Capital True Buddha Temple was completely blocked.

No one could enter or leave.

Whether Yuan Shi or Yuan Hong, both Spirit Generals were trapped inside without a sound.

"The Great Alliance turns a blind eye; it seems... we have been abandoned... just like the Eastern Sect back then." Kong Fan sighed deeply.

"Forget it, not in the mood, go get me some fresh meat."

"Yes!" The disciple retreated respectfully and quickly exited the hall.

Shortly after, he returned, holding a young girl of about ten or eleven.

"Master, all the ten-year-olds have been eaten, only this one is left."

Kong Fan glanced at the girl and impatiently nodded.

"Bring it over."

He preferred to chew live prey; it was the freshest and best for dispelling worries and irritation.

The girl was dragged forward by the disciple, step by step. Little did they know, hatred flashed in her lowered eyes.

A sharp, slender black thorn slowly slid down from the girl’s right arm behind her, held firmly in her hand.

These cannibal demons! They killed her brother and ate her sister.

Now it was her turn.

Swish!

Suddenly, with traces of martial skill, the girl broke free from the disciple’s grip, clutching the black thorn, and fiercely stabbed toward Kong Fan.

Unfortunately, with a muffled sound, the thorn broke as it struck the side of Kong Fan’s neck.

"Hahaha! Interesting, little thing, didn’t you know I’m blessed by the Sea Dragon! Invulnerable to knives and guns?" Kong Fan laughed, patting his belly.

"Run, try your best to escape, the more active and warmer, the better it tastes! Hahaha!" His laughter carried a deep malice.

Frightened, the girl trembled all over, her face turning pale, as she turned and ran. She quickly dashed out of the hall.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud crash echoed.

On the left, a heavy wooden door over three meters high at the Jade Buddha Temple was forcefully smashed open.

One door leaf collapsed while the other tilted, heavily crushing two novice monks who couldn’t dodge in time.

The little monks were instantly smashed into a bloody mess.

"Who are you!!" several martial monks shouted, rushing forward with their sticks.

But before they could react, two blood-red figures flashed by.

Poof, poof.

Two crisp sounds, and two martial monks had their throats slit on the spot, falling lifelessly.

The remaining ones were also torn apart by the blood shadows in a blink, their throats ripped and falling dead.

A blood-robed Daoist with an entirely blackened right arm leisurely walked into the Jade Buddha Temple.

"Master said all the monks here could be eaten; wonder if it’s true?"

The Daoist swallowed constantly, as if he hadn’t eaten meat in ages, suddenly seeing a feast, that kind of greedy, wicked, violent aura, even a glimpse, sent shivers down one’s spine, instilling fear.

"It’s true." Behind the Daoist, a strong young man stepped in quickly. It was Ding Yu.

"The Reverse Time Society’s information says all the Sea Dragon headquarters people escaped to here. Make sure you don’t eat the wrong ones." He looked at the blood-robed, black-armed Daoist ahead.

The black-armed Daoist was named Black Daoist, one of the three first-generation bloodline members of the Human Immortal Temple who had just broken through to Grandmaster.

This time he specifically accompanied to avenge their dead brothers!

"Won’t happen... I prefer the strong ones... those women imprisoned have too little vitality... not even worth a bite." Black Daoist said, somewhat dissatisfied.

At this moment, within the Jade Buddha Temple, a group of martial monks armed with discipline knives and cudgels gathered, approaching the two.

"Kill!"

Ding Yu shouted lowly, eyes revealing the pleasure of revenge. He was the first to rush forward.

Right in front of him was the girl who had escaped, standing dazedly.

Swish!

Ding Yu brushed past her, charging into the group of martial monks, with a casual grab, turning a living person into a corpse.

As Ding Yu and Black Daoist charged into the Jade Buddha Temple.

In the outer courtyard.

Zhang Rongfang stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the temple in front of him. Behind him, blood shadows constantly rose into the air, rushing towards the temple.

"Just for a mere Sea Dragon, do you really need to come personally?"

Ran Xinyue landed gently not far away, standing beside him.

"Of course not." Zhang Rongfang replied.

He looked towards the temple gate from a distance, just in time to see the mountain of flesh that was the Sea Dragon King Kong Fan, walk out from the main hall.

What was once a formidable expert he could only look up to, now seemed like an ant in his eyes.

"I’m not interested in the Sea Dragon. But their deity, the Sea Dragon God, piques my interest."

Coincidentally, to exterminate the Sea Dragon, killing off all its followers might allow him to recruit another decent residual god.

Of course, that’s just his plan.

As for whether the Sea Dragon God itself is willing, it doesn’t have a choice...