Chapter 8:To eliminate the grass, you must uproot it completely, and approach tasks with firm decisiveness

Xian Yue waved his sleeves, and golden starlight cascaded from his robes, enveloping the clan members. Some of the battle wounds they sustained began healing miraculously.

All were stunned for a moment by Xian Yue's super ability. Then Xian Shan broke the silence, asking in shock, "Clan leader, what cultivation level do you possess? How can you wield such powers?"

"There's no need for you to know the specifics; just understand that my cultivation is unparalleled!" Xian Yue responded, hands clasped behind his back. The group fell silent, unsure how to react. Was it truly possible for anyone to be more powerful than the Supreme Realm on the Tiandao Golden List?

Just as Yu Zhen was about to speak, the grand elder approached, accompanied by hundreds of clan members.

"Clan leader, all members prepared to fight are here!" Xian Feng declared, his knuckles screwed up tight.

The others witnessed the heaps of bodies before them, and their breaths caught in their throats. Most of the young members of the clan even vomited at the terrible sight, which they are not used to witnessing.

"Do you know who these killed enemies are?" Xian Yue asked with no emotional movement over the reaction of the his clansmen.

That's Cao, Ma, and Fu as well-the families that came to wipe out our Xian clan!" a young girl in the front of the crowd replied. Xian Ruomeng, daughter of an elder, stood firm, though her complexion had turned pale, wearing a pink dress with twin ponytails.

"Yes indeed, it's from those three families," Xian Yue confirmed while nodding. "Do you know that the elder has come here for a reason?"

It is to completely annihilate the three families!" A young man, awesomely well-built with star like eyes, and whose body is dressed in an azure robe took a deep breath before he could continue in a serious tone.

Xian Yue smiled at him, recognizing Xian Lang, one of the few familiar faces he used to play with in the past.

"Exactly, we have come to destroy the three families. They dared to strike against us; now they must be prepared for annihilation. Now that the heads of the three families and so many elderly men are dead at our hands, we have a golden opportunity ahead of us; likewise, this is also a chance for all of you to experience it!"

"Formerly the head of the house of Ma declared that my surname Xian would not even be permitted to grow one blade of grass, neither any one of us escape unhurt," declared Xian Yue with a ferocity. But now, my single point is to make them strictly prohibited from attending to anything, not even to the earth worms and their anthills so I will destroy it and fill the hollows with boiling water!.

Though he had no fear of revenge, he felt he had to finish it completely.

"Agreed!" replied the clan in chorus, for in a world where only the strong survive, mercy to enemies cannot but amount to cruelty to oneself.

"Then let's leave now."

As they were about to get up, they were on the street right before the gates of the Cao family.

The crowd around them was surprised by how suddenly so many came to seem to come out of nowhere.

"What are those people from the Xian clan doing here? Didn't the head of the Cao family take his other members to confront the Xian clan?" a passer-by asked himself.

"What is this? And are not we on the family estate? Why were we brought here so hastily?" another spectator wondered, equally perplexed, as relatives of the Xian clan all pondered the situation in confusion. The oldest elder, Xian Feng, stared blankly in utter bewilderment.

The Xian residence was on the south side of town, and the Cao family home was on the east side. Although Feihua City wasn't enormous, it typically took at least an hour or two to walk between the two.

"How did we get here in a blink? Thousands coming at once is impossible!"

Xian Wu looked at his son with his mouth dropped open. "Xian Yue, is that part of your talents?".

"Oh, it's nothing out of the ordinary—just a minor trick," Xian Yue replied casually. For a small saint, such teleportation was an easy feat, not a high-level divine ability.

"Is this an ability associated with the Soul formation realm?" the grand elder asked.

"Who told you I was in the Soul Palace realm? For now, let's focus on the matter at hand!"

Meanwhile, the head of the Cao family, who had been indulging him as if he were an inanimate doll, was filled with regret and angst. He thought to himself, What cultivation level does Xian Yue have to cause such a commotion?

"I shouldn't have coveted their Third Grade spiritual weapon!" he thought, never expecting his desire would bring about the ruin of his family.

At Xian Yue's command, the clan members stormed into the Cao family estate to kill, and there were cries like a cacophony.

Since the powerful warriors from the three families had all been killed at the Xian estate, very few qi gathering Realm members remained. There was no chance of them competing with the might of the Xian family.

Watching his family being destroyed while his own eyes were turning bloodshot, the head of the Cao family let out a hoarse roar and eventually resorted to taking his own life.

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"What's this you say? The head of the Fu family is dead?"

In the palace of the city lord, Yan Tianshan was donning his majestic purple robes. His manner was stiff and filled with awe and curiosity as he listened to the messenger. He had a very high-ranking position in this place.

"Yes, Lord City Lord. He was killed in the street by a golden light from the Xian family. His reports said he was running away while terror was etched on his face!" reported the guard respectfully.

"Golden light? He fled in fear? Xian Wu is the only one in the Xiao family capable of posing a threat to the family leader, but isn't he seriously injured? How could he escape in such a state?" Yan Tianshan mused, narrowing his eyes.

"What of the other two clan leaders?"

"Their current status remains unknown. There's been no sign of them since they entered the Xian family estate."

As he drummed his fingers on the armrest of his chair and thought aloud, "Was it perhaps that the other two families turned against him and drove him to flee, or was it something entirely different?

"What was that golden light that felled the Fu leader? Could it be the power of a Third Grade spiritual weapon? That can't be right. Xian Wu is injured; he shouldn't be able to harness its full potential!"

"Something is amiss. I need to investigate personally!"

Since these families were part of Feihua City, they significantly contributed to the annual taxes of the palace of the city lord.

While the Zhang family might swallow one suffering blow, many losing heavily would withhold their tax contributions to the Great Xia Dynasty. Then the city lord's mansion treasury deficit would fall on his own account—and Yan Tianshan never condoned such things.

He sprinted toward the Xian family's place.

"Could it be that Uncle was in such a hurry for something?

When Yan Tianshan was about to leave the mansion of the city lord two figures appeared. Of the one of them spoke a tall young man dressed in black and whose cold arrogant bearing seemed to be studying Yan Tianshan with some interest.

When he heard the voice, the face of Yan Tianshan brightened up in a smile. He quickly approached, clasped his fists and said: "Ah, little friend Ji Kun, you are returning. How was your journey?