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Chapter 757: Chapter 303: Bounty, Advantage, and New Vassal (10,000-Word Combined Chapter)

Fu Changsheng’s eyes lit up with joy:

"I wonder if this many contribution points will allow me to deduce the third layer of the [Ancient Source Thunder Scripture]"

From the start of the battle to its end, everything seemed slow, yet it all happened in just a matter of moments.

At this moment.

Fu Molan, Yaoyao, and Liuu Meizhen, who had been lurking in the forest planning to assist, walked out. They never expected Fu Changsheng to so swiftly and decisively deal with Yun Shiying.

Yaoyao had previously known when in the Ten Thousand Mountains’ Celestial South Mountain that her father alone had charged into the Yinan tribe and returned unscathed. However, witnessing her father so effortlessly defeat a Middle Stage Purple Mansion cultivator left her in absolute shock, especially after having personally witnessed the entire process. Her admiration for her father grew immensely:

"Father, with your current battle prowess and Xiaoqing’s assistance, even if you encounter a Late-Stage Purple Mansion, you might still return unscathed!"

Fu Changsheng shook his head.

The gap between Late-Stage and Middle Stage Purple Mansion is like heaven and earth and can’t be spoken of in the same breath.

On the other side.

Fu Molan’s reaction was the most pronounced among the three.

Previously within the clan.

He had ventured into the Secret Realm Cave Mansion with the Patriarch a few times. Although the Patriarch’s combat prowess was exceptional, it had never been like now where he could kill beyond his level. And he had slain a Mid-Stage Purple Mansion Great Cultivator, no less. This was a battle across a major realm; in the cultivation world, defeating an enemy of a higher level is extremely rare, let alone doing it so cleanly and swiftly.

Moreover.

From the recent battle,

the Patriarch executed two spirit techniques effortlessly, with strategic maneuvers intricately timed to Yun Shiying’s reactions. Such combat intelligence and strength command admiration.

After not seeing each other for ten years,

the Patriarch’s combat power advanced so rapidly.

Also possessing Half-Step Purple Mansion, comparing herself to the Patriarch seemed like trying to catch up to the unreachable.

On the contrary, Liuu Meizhen.

She smiled with her eyebrows and eyes.

During the battle, she hadn’t even released her Two-headed Green-eyed Python, evidently confident that Fu Changsheng could handle Yun Shiying:

"Husband, the commotion from the battle was significant, it’s not safe to remain here. We should return to the [Daughter Garden] first."

"Alright."

Fu Changsheng nodded.

The entire group flickered and, with great speed, returned to the [Daughter Garden].

...

Meanwhile.

At the moment of Yun Shiying’s death.

Within the silent hall of the Joy Sect, Master Yun was meditating with eyes closed. Before him was a table with a Life Soul Lamp emitting a faint glow, connected to Yun Shiying’s soul, serving as an important marker of his safety within the sect.

Suddenly, the lamp flickered for a few moments, then the light completely extinguished. Master Yun’s eyes flew open, filled with shock and disbelief:

"How could this be....."

Master Yun sprang to his feet, his wide sleeves stirring the air with a whistling sound. His expression was terribly grim, as if the air around him grew cold from his anger. He couldn’t believe that Yun Shiying, a capable disciple with Middle Stage Purple Mansion cultivation, would have his Life Soul Lamp extinguished, signifying death and spiritual dispersal:

"Fu Family, you’re truly audacious!" Master Yun roared, his spiritual power surging uncontrollably, instantly reducing the tables and chairs around him to dust under its impact.

First Taiying, then Shiying.

The Fu Family must not be allowed to exist!

Master Yun took a deep breath.

After calming himself down.

He furrowed his brow.

Taiying was one thing, merely possessing Foundation Establishment cultivation, but Shiying was a Mid-Stage Purple Mansion, protected by a talisman treasure he granted. Logically, unless encountering a Golden Core Master, she should have been safe:

"Could it be....."

Master Yun considered a possibility.

Immediately, he formed a seal with his right hand. A technique hit the Mirror Lake before him, causing it to ripple with spirit light, revealing Yun Shiying’s visage. A bloodline extended from her form, rapidly converging into a human silhouette, but before the outline could become clear.

Bang!

The bloodline abruptly snapped and disintegrated into ash:

"This is..."

Master Yun’s pupils constricted.

Such a technique,

could not have been performed by a Purple Mansion cultivator:

"Could the Fu Family harbor a Golden Core Master?!"

Master Yun’s brows furrowed tightly.

If that is the case.

Then the matter would be grave.

Currently, at the borders of the Great Zhou, a Golden Core can’t be overlooked.

Gritting his teeth.

Master Yun pondered for a while, swiftly took out a Communication Jade Talisman, injected it with a technique, and quickly instructed: "Shi Qing, Shi Kun, after you finish exploring that Ancient Cultivator’s Cave Mansion, go to Jingzhou South Huai Prefecture, thoroughly investigate if the Fu Family is hiding a master with Golden Core strength. Do not act rashly before uncovering the truth."

He had only six Purple Mansion disciples under him.

If two more were lost.

The loss would be more than half.

These were painstakingly cultivated assets.

.....

On the other side.

Jingzhou.

In Pengyi Mountain, shrouded in mist, with rolling peaks, the Ancient Cultivator’s Cave Mansion lay hidden behind a steep cliff. The cliff was covered in dense vines, occasionally sparkling with unusual spirit light, seemingly remnants of restrictions set by ancient cultivators. At the entrance of the cave mansion, a wave of powerful energy seemed to prevent outsiders from entering.

Yun Shiqing and Yun Shikun were in front of the cave mansion, fully concentrated on deciphering the restriction at the entrance. Yun Shiqing was tall, with a stern demeanor, exuding an air of determination in his eyes. His hands continuously formed techniques, with streams of spirit power injected into the restriction, beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead. Yun Shikun, comparatively smaller, but nimble, assisted Yun Shiqing, his eyes fixated on the changes in the restriction, occasionally reminding Yun Shiqing of some details.