Chaoyun Prefecture was located in the southeastern part of Nan Jiang. It was known for its high mountains, miasma, and poisonous snakes.
What was different from other places was that Chaoyun Prefecture was ruled by five cultivation clans. The Fan Clan was one of the five great cultivation clans.
The Fan Clan was located in the eastern part of Chaoyun Prefecture, in the Xuanmeng Mountain Range. This mountain range was thousands of miles wide and was filled with endless wilderness.
The Fan Family used to be a large and illustrious clan. In its heyday, it had thousands of cultivators. Ever since the Grand Elder of the Fan Family passed away, the Fan Family suffered several calamities and gradually declined.
Although the Fan Clan declined, it was still a cultivation clan with thousands of years of history. There were still people patrolling the mountains.
On this day, a Foundation Establishment cultivator was patrolling the mountains with a dozen Qi Condensation cultivators.
"Sigh, other people are eating and drinking in the castle, but we have to be outside." A young man sighed.
"That's enough, Seventh Brother. Today is the Young Lady's big day. Don't sigh. When we get back, do you have to worry about not having enough wine to drink?" A middle aged man joked.
"The marriage alliance between our Fan Clan and the Li Clan is a grand occasion in a hundred years. I heard that the betrothal gifts from the Li Clan include a lot of Li Clan's special spirit wine. The Hundred Bug Wine brewed by the Li Clan is famous for its excellent wine!" The young man licked his lips.
"Hmph, the Young Lady's dowry is also not small. Otherwise, the Old Ancestor wouldn't have to personally escort her."
"What do you know? The Old Ancestor is personally escorting her because he's worried that the Zhao and Chen Clans will cause trouble. Otherwise, he would have sent some of the more senior uncles to escort her."
"All of you shut up. Is the Old Ancestor someone you can talk about?" The middle aged woman in the lead scolded.
"This isn't a secret. The entire Chaoyun Prefecture knows that our Fan Clan's daughter is getting married today. Our Fan Clan is one of the five great cultivation clans. It's normal for a Core Formation cultivator to personally escort her … Eh, what's that?" The young man retorted. But before he finished, he casually looked towards the sky and was shocked.
Hearing this, everyone followed the young man's gaze and saw a flash of light in the distant sky. A black light appeared in the sky and shot towards them.
"It's a Core Formation cultivator. Perhaps the Ancestor has returned." The black streak of light was traveling at an incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, it wasn't too far away.
"So fast? He only left for two hours and he's already back? "Everyone was slightly startled and their eyes were filled with doubt.
Not long after, the black light flew in front of the group.
After the black light faded, a black-clothed man with delicate facial features appeared.
"Is this the Xuanmeng Fan Clan?" The black-robed man asked kindly. The man in black was none other than Wang Changsheng.
The middle-aged woman hurriedly bowed to Wang Changsheng and said respectfully, "This is the Xuanmeng Fan Family. What can I do for you, senior?"
"That's right. I am an elder of the Du Shanzong Family. I have a matter to discuss with your family head." Wang Changsheng nodded and took out a square command medallion and handed it over to the middle-aged woman.
The command medallion was completely black. The words "Poison Fiend" were engraved on the front and the image of a poisonous snake on the back.
The middle-aged woman took the command medallion and cautiously glanced at Wang Changsheng. When she saw that Wang Changsheng didn't have any malicious intent, she pondered for a moment and replied, "Please wait a moment, senior. I will return and report this to my family."
When Wang Changsheng heard this, he nodded.
"You all stay here. Don't neglect this senior." The middle-aged woman commanded the Qi Condensation cultivators and left on her magic tool.
At that moment, the Qi Condensation cultivators knew that Wang Changsheng was a Core Formation cultivator. None of them dared to breathe too loudly.
After the time it took to finish a cup of tea, a streak of red light flew in from the distance and stopped in midair.
After the red light faded, a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance was revealed. This man was at the early Core Formation stage.
"My name is Fan Tianyuan. May I know the name of this fellow Daoist from Du Shanzong?" The middle-aged man cupped his fists towards Wang Changsheng and asked.
"Zhao Ming, I'm here on the orders of my sect. I'd like to discuss something with Fellow Fan," Wang Changsheng said with a smile.
"Discuss something? Our Fan Family doesn't seem to have any dealings with your esteemed sect. "The middle-aged man said doubtfully.
"Just because we didn't interact in the past doesn't mean that we will in the future. Why? Fellow Daoist Fan, you didn't even listen to me. Are you looking down on my sect? "Wang Changsheng's expression darkened as he spoke with some displeasure.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, you've misunderstood. That's not what I meant. Fellow Daoist Zhao, please come to the castle for a chat." The middle-aged man's expression changed when he saw this, and he hurriedly explained. He moved his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
Immortal Wang didn't stand on ceremony either. After nodding, he flew forward.
"Continue patrolling," Fan Tianyuan ordered the Qi Condensation cultivators. He turned into a streak of red light and chased after Wang Changsheng.
"That's right. Fellow Daoist Fan, is the person who can make decisions in your Fan Family present? The matter I want to discuss is not ordinary," Wang Changsheng said with a serious face.
"I'm the head of the Fan Family. I can make many decisions. What does Fellow Daoist Zhao want to discuss?" Fan Tianyuan's heart tightened when he heard this, and he asked without batting an eyelid.
"If I'm representing my sect to discuss whether your family belongs to Du Shanzong, can Fellow Daoist make the decision?" Wang Changsheng said with a smile that wasn't a smile.
"What? Submit? Our Fan Family has never had any dealings with your esteemed sect. Why would your esteemed sect suddenly want to take our Fan Family under your wing? "Fan Tianyuan's expression changed when he heard this.
As the two talked, they came to the sky above a wide valley.
Fan Tianyuan flipped his hand and took out a yellow flag. He waved it in the air, and a circle of ripples appeared in the air. After a yellow flash, a magnificent castle building was revealed below.
At a glance, the ancient castle was more than three hundred feet tall. It was surrounded by layers of shadowy buildings. Outside it was a tall city wall that surrounded most of the mountain peak.
"This matter is of great importance. Fellow Daoist Zhao, please enter the castle to discuss it in detail," Fan Tianyuan said to Wang Changsheng as he led Wang Changsheng into the castle.
"No problem." Wang Changsheng nodded. He immediately thought of something and said, "That's right. Fellow Daoist Fan, can you return the identity token to me?"
Fan Tianyuan nodded. He took out a square token and handed it to Wang Changsheng.
But at this moment, Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed. He shook his sleeve and seven black lights flashed out, heading straight for Fan Tianyuan.
Because the distance was too close, Fan Tianyuan had no time to dodge.
With a scream, the seven black lights cut Fan Tianyuan into several pieces. His body quickly fell to the ground.
"Peng, peng," Fan Tianyuan's body heavily hit the ground.
Wang Changsheng landed beside the body and pulled the storage pouch from his waist.
From the time Wang Changsheng killed Fan Tianyuan to the time he took the storage pouch from his waist, only a few breaths had passed.
At this time, the cultivators in the castle also realized that something was wrong. Soon, a shrill sound of a bell echoed in the castle.
"Even if Your Excellency is an Elder of Du Shanzong, you can forget about leaving the Jade Dream Mountain today." A cold male voice came from the sky.
As soon as the voice fell, a blue light and a green light flew out of the castle and stopped in the sky.
The blue light was a blue-robed old man with a gloomy expression. He was in the late stage of the Core Formation realm. The green light was a beautiful middle-aged woman with beautiful facial features. She was in the middle stage of the Core Formation realm.
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