Many Children And Many Blessings, I Am Flourishing In The Immortal Cultivation World

Three days later.

A grand funeral was held in Cloud Mountain County.

Countless people lined the streets, crying uncontrollably.

The lord of this city was extremely kind to the common people and had a high reputation.

Although Tang Zhenshan killed many people in the end, everyone knew deep down that it wasn't his true nature. It was all because of those damn demonic cultivators!

For a moment, the entire Cloud Mountain County was filled with an overwhelming anger and resentment towards the demonic cultivators. This time, not only cultivators, but even ordinary people participated in the siege against them. Anyone suspicious was immediately reported.

Inside the lord's mansion.

Tang Yudie wore a plain white robe, with a black cloth tied around her arm. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her face had a vacant expression as she sat on a chair, lost in thought.

Chen Daoxuan, on the other hand, took over all the affairs of Cloud Mountain County.

"The killed servants have been properly handled, and their families have received substantial compensation."

Li Congjun, who was still recovering from his injuries, couldn't afford to rest at this time. In the entire Cloud Mountain County, he was the only one who could be considered as Chen Daoxuan and Tang Yudie's right-hand man, and the only one who understood the affairs of the county.

"You've worked hard."

Chen Daoxuan patted Li Congjun's shoulder and took out a Fifth Grade pill, the Qi Gathering Pill, which could accelerate cultivation speed.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen!"

Li Congjun was strong-willed and loyal. Although he wasn't particularly familiar with Chen Daoxuan, on one hand, he owed his life to him, and on the other hand, Tang Zhenshan entrusted him to Chen Daoxuan before his death, making him the current lord of Cloud Mountain County.

"Something bad has happened!"

Just then, a woman hurried over.

Li Congjun's daughter, Li Yue'e.

"What happened?"

Li Congjun asked anxiously.

"The demonic cultivators have appeared again, and this time, they killed everyone in two villages."

Li Yue'e frowned tightly, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth to squeeze out a sentence.

"Damn beasts!!"

Li Congjun was furious, his hair standing on end.

"Take me to see."

Although Chen Daoxuan usually kept himself aloof from worldly affairs, he couldn't help but feel anger towards those despicable demonic cultivators since he was still in the mortal world.

Before long, a group of people arrived at a remote mountain village. This village had a beautiful environment, nestled by the mountains and water. Although it was relatively remote, there were vast cultivated fields and countless wild beasts killed in the mountains behind.

The people in this village lived quite well.

But now, the entire village was filled with an overwhelming smell of blood. Even on a scorching day, one could still feel a bone-chilling coldness. The village was filled with endless blood, and the bodies of the drained corpses filled the entire village.

Even the small river at the entrance had turned red.

"Fellow Daoist Chen!"

"Fellow Daoist Chen!"

Many independent cultivators had already heard the news and rushed over to investigate the clues.

They hurriedly approached Chen Daoxuan.

They had already heard about Tang Zhenshan's situation and understood that Chen Daoxuan was no longer the same as before.

"How is the situation?"

Chen Daoxuan frowned.

"More than three thousand people in the entire village, including several thousand livestock, but apart from a little girl hiding in the well, there is not a single survivor."

An older Independent Cultivator shook his head and sighed.

"They didn't even spare the livestock?"

Chen Daoxuan's expression remained unchanged, but he suddenly felt a sense of crisis. Although livestock also had flesh and blood, their energy compared to humans was almost negligible, and they contained many impurities.

For the demonic cultivators to suddenly become so crazy, there was only one possibility.

They were planning something big, something urgent and extremely important to them. Otherwise, they wouldn't take such a big risk to absorb the flesh and blood of these animals.

There was likely to be big trouble ahead.

"Senior Chen."

Just then, a sweet voice came. Chen Daoxuan turned his head and suddenly saw a girl in a green dress approaching, with a long sword at her waist and a token with the emblem of the Mysterious Passage Sect.

"It's you? How did you end up here?"

Seeing this girl, Chen Daoxuan also felt a sense of familiarity. After all, meeting a fellow disciple of the same sect in this place, this girl was none other than the girl who was by Elder Jiu's side when Chen Daoxuan participated in the outer sect trial. She should be Elder Jiu's direct disciple.

"I am here on the orders of my master to gain experience outside. I heard that there are demonic cultivators here, so I came to take a look."

The girl replied respectfully.

"Come here, I have something to tell you."

Chen Daoxuan thought for a moment, then took the girl aside and whispered, telling her everything he had just thought in his mind.

"You must quickly bring this information back to the sect and inform the sect leader. Let us unite with the other two major sects and make preparations."

Chen Daoxuan said solemnly.

"Senior Chen, rest assured, I will take care of this matter!"

The girl was greatly shocked in her heart. She knew that this matter was extremely important and couldn't be delayed. With a wave of her hand, her long sword flew out, and she flew away on her sword, quickly disappearing into the sky.

After speaking with the girl, Chen Daoxuan returned and happened to see a female Independent Cultivator walking with a little girl who looked like a doll, about seven or eight years old.

The little girl's face was filled with fear, her eyes vacant.

Not to mention such a young girl, even an adult would probably not be able to withstand such a hellish scene.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, this is the surviving little girl, but right now..."

The female Independent Cultivator's heart ached, but no matter what she tried, the little girl remained silent, not even moving her eyes.

"What exactly do these demonic cultivators want to do?"

"Now five villages have been wiped out, and if this continues, it will be a major disaster."

"This place is remote and far from the influence of the sects, so it's no wonder they chose to strike here."

"This time, they didn't even spare the livestock. It seems they have a big plan."

Some Independent Cultivators shared the same thoughts as Chen Daoxuan.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know the Independent Cultivators around here?"

Chen Daoxuan suddenly thought of something and looked at the older Independent Cultivator.

"I know most of them."

The older Independent Cultivator nodded. "Because we were not born in the sects, our cultivation progress is relatively slow and resources are scarce, so we often gather together to exchange resources."

"Have there been any new faces recently?"

Chen Daoxuan suddenly asked.

The number of cultivators within the three major sects was not fixed, but each person had to undergo strict scrutiny when entering the sect. Demonic cultivators definitely couldn't get in.

Even if they left the sect, after long-term cultivation within the sect, their determination to cultivate had already been firm. Although it couldn't be guaranteed that there were no unorthodox practices, the possibility of Independent Cultivators falling into demonic cultivation was extremely low.

While the number of Independent Cultivators was also not fixed, with old people passing away and new people joining, it was a gradual process.

A group of demonic cultivators being able to wipe out such a large village overnight meant that their strength was definitely not weak.

These demonic cultivators also knew that they were like rats crossing the street, everyone shouting to kill them, so they must have infiltrated the ranks of Independent Cultivators to learn about the movements of the sects and Independent Cultivators before daring to strike.