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Chapter 66: Chen family gains power! Qianqian and her child are safe

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three days later.

Chen's [Zhenhai Villa] was established.

Jiezhu Peak and Zhenhai Cliff.

At the foot of the cliff as steep as a blade, there is a small sea port.

A fishing boat seized by Chen was temporarily used as a ferry and sailed into the harbor behind the breakwater.

Several young and strong men set up a gangplank and carried loads of local treasures ashore.

At the bow, a tall old man was holding the hand of a child of eight or nine years old, and they were stepping slowly onto the shore, step by step, on the invisible air.

"Hey, Brother Li, you're here too?"

Not far away, a man in shorts, with muscular bronze skin, saw him and greeted him casually.

Behind him were seven or eight young men, carrying loads of chilled fish and shrimp ashore.

"It turned out to be Brother Sun."

The old man surnamed Li also greeted politely, glanced at the large number of local gifts behind him, and then looked at the Jiezhu Peak rising straight into the clouds and shrouded in mist, and smiled helplessly: "The world has changed. Who dares not to come to this family force that makes a living by the sea?"

As soon as these words came out, the bronze muscular man's expression darkened, and his eyes revealed a deep worry. He whispered, "How will Chen deal with us, the Bai family's vassals? Brother Li, do you have any inside information?"

As vassals under the rule of the Bai family, they naturally helped the Bai family to target the Chen family.

Especially in recent years, under the "call" of the Bai family, they have joined forces to squeeze out the industries of the Chen family and its vassal families.

Now the Chen family has destroyed the Bai family with lightning speed, which is beyond everyone's expectations.

These small families were naturally terrified.

The old man surnamed Li smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "I heard that the [Nanshan Chen Clan], who was very close to the Bai Clan, was expelled from Linhaiwei, and their Nanshan fine iron ore cave was handed over to the Cangyi Zhang Clan for management."

This statement came out.

The bronze muscular man's face suddenly turned ugly: "Could it be that the Chen family still wants to deprive us of the spiritual veins and industries passed down by our ancestors?"

"How can I guess what Ning Tai is thinking?" The old man surnamed Li said worriedly, "The best outcome right now is that our tribute amount will be increased as a punishment in the next few decades. Although this will mean less income each year, at least the industry will be preserved, and we can get through it. If we are unlucky, then..."

Most of the small and insignificant immortal cultivation families like theirs have their own unique small industries to support the cultivation expenses of their members, but most of them live a tight life.

If the tribute amount is increased, it will undoubtedly make the survival of small families more difficult, but no matter how difficult it is, it is better than being expelled.

The Chen family of Cangyi is not a family that observes vegetarianism or chants Buddhist scriptures.

They had just wiped out the entire Bai family, leaving only some old, weak, women and children in exile, and no one knew whether they were dead or alive.

Just when they were filled with melancholy.

Several more fishing boats arrived at the port.

There were also some small immortal cultivation families carrying large and small bags of gifts, but the expressions of those people were very happy and their faces were beaming.

"It's a vassal family under the rule of the Chen family." The old man surnamed Li and the bronze muscular man looked at each other secretly and immediately fell silent, but envy was revealed in their eyes.

Now that the Chen family has destroyed the Bai family, those small vassal families will benefit from it.

Unlike them, they don’t know what will happen tomorrow.

Soon, the old man surnamed Li and his companions reached the Zhenhai Cliff halfway up the mountain through the cliff hanging basket.

The original plaque of the Bai family's main residence has been replaced with the four characters "Zhenhai Villa". The handwriting is vigorous and majestic, and it is obvious that it was written by Chen Xuanmo.

The main hall square of the courtyard.

All traces of battle and blood have been cleaned up.

The square was crowded with people, yet clearly divided.

The people from Cangyi Guard all stood on the right side, all of them in high spirits, talking loudly while waiting.

The immortal cultivators who were facing the sea all stood on the left side. The atmosphere was gloomy, their expressions were solemn, and there was deep worry in their eyes.

soon.

Chen Ningtai, the patriarch of the Cangyi Chen clan, came with the stride of a tiger, followed by Chen Daoling, Chen Jingyun, and Wang Qianqian.

As soon as he appeared, the scene fell into silence.

Chen Ningtai glanced at the group of people sitting by the sea on the left.

They all lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the eye.

"I know what you are worried about." Chen Ningtai said in a dignified voice, "We in the Chen family have always acted justly and fairly. We also know that you had your own difficulties when you were under the rule of the Bai family."

"From today on, as long as you are willing to sincerely follow our Chen family and increase the tribute amount from 30% to 40% within ten years, our Chen family will forgive you for your past mistakes."

"what?!"

The small family by the sea, who had been looking dejected, looked up in surprise, unable to believe what they heard.

Not only did Patriarch Ning Tai not control them, he actually gave them a punishment that was much lighter than they had imagined!
For a moment, many people felt relieved and relieved.

Their businesses are all in Linhai and they can't leave. The current result is already much better than expected.

For ten years, just pay 10% more tribute every year and tighten your belt a little and it will be over.

The atmosphere in the square suddenly became cheerful.

That's when.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared in the clouds in the sky.

It was a spiritual boat.

A high-end spiritual boat with a wide bottom and flying eaves, exquisitely decorated, and looking very spacious and comfortable.

It came with great force, and in just a moment it passed through the clouds, descended straight down and hovered above the square.

On the boat, the logo of Wuhen Mountain is very eye-catching, and the sect’s flag at the stern is also fluttering in the wind.

This is... the sect spirit boat of Wuhen Mountain!
For a moment, the square fell silent again.

The same thought came to everyone's mind: He is not a good person!
The members of the small family even breathed much more lightly, for fear of being implicated.

In silence.

An old man in a black robe flew out from the Wuhen Mountain Spirit Boat.

His cold eyes swept across the entire place, and then he quickly locked onto Chen Ningtai in the crowd, and angrily shouted, "Chen Ningtai, you are so bold! Not only did you dare to tear up the peace agreement and kill the Bai family, but you also dared to occupy the magpie's nest and openly collect the resources of my Wuhen Mountain lineage."

"I am Fang Hongyao, the steward of Wuhen Mountain's inner sect. I am here on the orders of the [Master of Wuwang Peak] to bring you, Chen Ningtai, back for questioning."

"If you know what's best for you, just surrender!"

Chen Ningtai had no expression on his face and uttered one word: "Get lost!"

"you!"

Fang Hongyao's expression froze and suddenly became very ugly.

As a steward of the inner sect of Wuhen Mountain, his cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Whenever he went out to do business, all the families, big and small, treated him with respect, even those Jindan families were polite to him.

But unexpectedly, Chen Ningtai directly told him to "get out".

"Okay, okay." Fang Hongyao laughed in anger, "Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for taking you back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his sleeves and a black sharp claw flew out, transforming into a ghost claw phantom, whistling sharply in the air, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Even though it was only targeting Chen Ningtai, the low-level cultivators around him suddenly felt dizzy and painful in their souls, and the pain was unbearable.

Unlike the Yunyang Sect, Wuhen Mountain is both good and evil. Apart from not touching the vicious ghost cultivators who need to refine the souls of the living, or the blood cultivators, it is not uncommon to find methods of cultivation that utilize evil spirits and the power of the underworld.

Only Chen Ningtai remained calm and composed, standing firm as a mountain.

It seemed that the ghost claw shadow was about to capture Chen Ningtai and take away both his body and his soul.

"Qiang!"

The sound of a sharp sword shattering the air was heard. In Chen Ningtai's hand, a black and black spiritual sword appeared without anyone noticing.

A circle of thick purple air lingered around the Xuan Mo Ling Sword, which was burning like a raging flame. An incomparable powerful aura spread out, making the surrounding air seem to solidify.

Chen Ningtai's expression remained calm as he swung out his sword.

An extremely sharp and domineering sword energy instantly surged out.

"Shh!"

The arc-shaped sword energy whistled sharply and piercingly, and a faint black mark could be vaguely seen being cut out.

"clang!"

The sharp claws were knocked back, and the previously aggressive ghost claw phantom dissipated like foam and gradually became invisible.

"cough!"

Under the backlash, Fang Hongyao's face turned pale, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of fear and disbelief when he looked at Chen Ningtai.

Chen Ningtai is only at the first stage of foundation building, the Condensation Stage. How could the power of his sword be so strong?
He was shocked and confused.

But reality did not give him time to think.

After knocking the ghost claw away, the remaining power of Xuan Mo's sword had not dissipated, and it slashed straight towards Fang Hongyao at an extremely fast speed, reaching him in the blink of an eye.

"Not good!" Fang Hongyao's heart beat violently, and a sense of impending disaster came over him, "Am I going to die here?"

Right in this flash of lightning.

The Xuan Mo sword energy suddenly shifted slightly, avoiding Fang Hongyao's vital points.

"Shh!"

One of his arms was cut off at the root and flew out.

"what!"

Fang Hongyao screamed in pain, his eyes filled with fear.

This, this, this, is it that Chen Ningtai has mastered some secret sword technique, or some sword truth that he has never seen before?

This power is truly terrifying!
Now he no longer had any idea of ​​catching Chen Ningtai, and the only thought left was to escape from the scene.

In the square, the monks from the vassal families of Linhai and Cangyi also widened their eyes in disbelief.

Ancestor Ning Tai is too powerful.

Their eyes were filled with awe.

Suddenly!
A deep voice sounded: "Chen Ningtai, stop!"

A foundation-building cultivator wearing the uniform of a Yunyang Sect inner sect steward came hurriedly from a distance on a flying sword, shouting as he flew, "Chen Ningtai, Fang Hongyao is a 'Friend Sect steward' anyway, your attack is too ruthless."

"Oh, Deacon Wang is here." Chen Ningtai "hurriedly" put away his sword and said apologetically, "Sorry, sorry, I have just mastered the 'Unparalleled Sword Intention' a little bit, and I am not very proficient. I won't do it next time. So, Deacon Fang's medical expenses will be charged to my account."

"Who wants your medical expenses?" Fang Hongyao, who was about to run away, stopped running when he saw this man. Instead, he straightened his robe and shouted with a sullen face, "Wang Zhiqing, the family under your Yunyang Sect dared to tear up the peace agreement! You, the Yunyang Sect, must give an explanation for this matter!"

"Oh, Old Fang, you don't know that we weren't the first to do this." Wang Zhiqing seemed to have expected this. He raised his hand and threw out a photo-retaining talisman, saying, "Take a look for yourself to see what Bai Xinrong said."

Fang Hongyao was stunned, and used his spiritual power to penetrate the image-retaining talisman. Soon, his face became extremely ugly.

"Old Fang, hurry up and take your broken arm back to have it reattached, or else it will be on Brother Ningtai." Wang Zhiqing picked up the broken arm on the ground and handed it to Fang Hongyao, smiling gently, "If you still have something to be dissatisfied about, we can each report it to our sect and officially enter the war stage."

With such an attitude, the Yunyang Sect naturally made it clear that it would support the Chen family.

It is no wonder that in this wave of war, the Chen family not only won a great victory, but also expanded their territory.

If the sect does not support such an achievement, wouldn't it discourage all the families?
"Hmph!" Fang Hongyao's face looked extremely ugly. He snatched the arm and angrily returned to the spirit boat.

In a moment, the spirit boat started moving and rushed straight into the sky.

"Goodbye, I won't say goodbye to you. Come to Yunyang Sect to have tea with me when you have time." Wang Zhiqing laughed loudly.

The speed of the spirit boat increased a bit, and soon it completely disappeared into the sky.

Seeing this, Chen Ningtai withdrew his gaze from the sky, came over and saluted, saying, "Thank you, Deacon Wang."

Since Chen had planned an action against Bai this time, he naturally reported it to Yunyang Sect in advance. The arrival of Deacon Fang from Wuhenshan was naturally also expected by Chen.

Wang Zhiqing came for this purpose.

"Brother Ning Tai, you are too polite. I have a good relationship with your father, so I can't just sit back and watch." Wang Zhiqing smiled and returned the greeting, "Besides, your Chen family has made great contributions, brought honor to the sect, and expanded the territory. Brother Xuan Mo has someone to succeed him, and I believe his spirit in heaven will be pleased."

"You Chen Group should work hard to digest the Bai Group's resources as soon as possible and move to a higher level."

During Chen Xuanmo's funeral, Wang Zhiqing came to pay his respects on behalf of the sect, so he must have some relationship with Chen Xuanmo.

"Thank you for your kind words, senior." Chen Ningtai bowed again and waved his hand, saying, "Come on, come to the banquet. Let's eat and drink today. Don't leave until you are drunk."

All the families living by the sea were immediately delighted.

This is... passed.

That night.

The edge of Zhenhai Cliff.

Chen Xuanmo, in the heroic spirit state, gazed at the rolling sea, his heart surging and full of vigor.

Taking over the Bai family's territory is equivalent to gaining access to the sea.

From now on, Chen family will be able to expand into the vast ocean.

Back then, he chose to settle in Cangyiwei and continued to move towards the coast in his subsequent development. A considerable part of the reason was because he took a fancy to this seaport.

As a time traveler, he knew all too well the benefits of having an outlet to the sea in the territory.

Such a good piece of land falling into the hands of the Bai family is simply a waste of resources.

pity.

In order to establish his authority today, he had used up all of his purple energy and was once again in a penniless situation.

After midnight, he would be forced into a deep sleep due to the depletion of purple energy.

However, Chen Xuanmo was still very satisfied at this moment.

The purpose of saving purple energy is to use it up. As long as it can be spent on the right things, it's worth it.

Now that the Bai family has completely overcome this crisis, the family's future development will be much smoother. Even if he falls asleep, he can feel more at ease.

That night, looking at the surging sea in front of him, Chen Xuanmo thought a lot.

He thought of the frustration he felt when he was forced to stop implementing his development strategy halfway because of the truce between Yunyang Sect and Wuhen Mountain. He thought of his deceased wife, of Ning Tai and Ning Zhuo when they were young, of his former ambitions and plans, and thought of many, many, many things...

Before I knew it, midnight had passed.

Chen Xuanmo’s eyes went dark and he fell into a deep sleep.

I don’t know how much time passed.

The familiar chattering voice of Chen Ningtai came into his ears again.

He opened his eyes hurriedly and looked for something outside through the crystal wall of the lucky bead.

In an instant, he locked onto his target.

I saw Wang Qianqian kneeling next to Jingyun.

In Qianqian's arms, she was holding a baby about four or five months old.

It turned out that the baby was born.

Mother and son are safe.

Even Chen Xuanmo breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little excited.

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