Chapter 1811: Beast

"Textile..."

Dao Qiongcang’s bad memories surfaced again.

In the past, Xu Xiaoshou had used this kind of textile technique to pollute his Hundred Realms Spirit Severing Array, acting unreasonably.

Today, he was using the same method, but it was even more extreme.

He was actually defiling the imprint of his own Great Spirit Descent Technique, which was taking away someone's lifeblood!

But should he go back and stop it?

Dao Qiongcang couldn't move his feet at all.

Xu Xiaoshou was so arrogant, shamelessly announcing his arrival, that Hua Changdeng would surely arrive at any moment.

If he turned back now, even if he rushed back to fight Xu Xiaoshou to the death...

First, he couldn't possibly fight to the death.

Even if Xu Xiaoshou perished here, it would only be his external avatar that died, which was harmless to his true body.

Second, was Xu Xiaoshou's mouth one that a human could grow?

Even if he fought Xu Xiaoshou, once Hua Changdeng arrived, that fellow, with his glib tongue, could pull him over to his side.

"Explain?"

Dao Qiongcang understood too well.

Some things simply couldn't be explained.

Even if he wanted to explain to Hua Changdeng, whether the latter would listen was one thing; the existence of the Great Spirit Descent Technique imprint was an undeniable fact.

Besides!

Were he and Xu Xiaoshou really clean?

"Madman..."

Dao Qiongcang felt so awful he wanted to cry.

He couldn't go back, but if he didn't go back to stop it, he would be allowing Xu Xiaoshou to devour the fruits of his decades of planning.

Looking around.

At this moment, it wasn't just the memory imprints of Zizhu Lin that were being polluted.

The Array Diagram of the profound meaning of Intent spanned thousands of li, infiltrating endlessly, and extending through space, spreading to every corner of the Yunshan Imperial Realm.

In just a moment, most of the memory imprints in the entire Yunshan Imperial Realm were activated, and then all were polluted by Xu Xiaoshou.

"Beast!"

"You beast!"

Dao Qiongcang was utterly devastated, yet he could only follow the young Yue Gongli away from the scene, his heart gnashing with hatred.

Hua Changdeng, when slaying Yu Lao, at least restrained his spirit and soul.

This guy who eats people without spitting out bones, you're not Xu Xiaoshou, you're the true King of Hell!

"Pollute, pollute, pollute..."

"Pollute all of them for me!"

On the other side, Xu Xiaoshou, who was operating at full power, had no reservations whatsoever.

His perspective, extended by the Space Dao Plate, quickly surveyed every corner of the Yunshan Imperial Realm.

Mountains, mountains, still mountains...

Yunshan Imperial Realm was full of mountains, towering peaks, where people in luxurious clothes resided.

People also had imprints!

People's imprints must also become mine!

Under the guidance of the Life Dao Plate, Xu Xiaoshou actively avoided all life force fluctuations that reached the Saint level.

Half-saints were indeed very weak.

But if some half-saints were disturbed, they could genuinely cause him no small trouble, such as delaying his progress.

Xu Xiaoshou was racing against time.

He wanted to widely textile the memory imprints of the Yunshan Imperial Realm into his own as much as possible.

"Change!"

When the last sound fell, nearly seventy percent of the memory imprints in the entire Yunshan Imperial Realm were marked with Xu Xiaoshou’s trace.

"Enough!"

Dao Qiongcang could no longer help but speak out.

But he wasn't speaking in Hua Changdeng's past memories; he was in the Five Domains, transmitting his voice to Xu Xiaoshou's true body using the Spirit Communication Art.

"Not enough, my Dao."

Xu Xiaoshou chuckled, responding in a soft, gentle voice: "We're all friends, yours is mine, and mine is also ours..."

"You are a devil!"

"No, no, no, even if I mark them, you won't be able to use these imprints anymore? Stop pretending, my Dao, the imprints will at most change from single-person use to shared by the two of us!"

Who wants to share with you?

Dao Qiongcang was shocked by this guy's shameless face.

What kind of person turned Xu Xiaoshou into this current state, without any bottom line, without any dignity, just like... er, a bit like himself.

Dao Qiongcang was left speechless.

This wasn't because he condoned Xu Xiaoshou's actions.

Instead, at the location of Zizhu Lin in Yunshan Imperial Realm, a cold wind suddenly swept through, accompanied by ghostly wails.

A white-robed figure materialized, holding a lamp in his left hand and pressing a sword with his right, his posture straight, his eyes like torches. It was Hua Changdeng, without a doubt.

"Xu Xiaoshou, you are too presumptuous."

As soon as he appeared, Hua Changdeng's eyes narrowed, looking ahead.

The body of will standing above Zizhu Lin, with five layers of profound meaning array diagrams beneath his feet, was exerting all its strength, seemingly influencing something.

"Hua Changdeng, you cultivate the Sword Ghost; has your Intent Ghost reached the super-Dao Transformation level?" Xu Xiaoshou showed no fear, raising his voice to ask.

Hua Changdeng said nothing.

He couldn't see what Xu Xiaoshou was influencing.

But he could sense that such influence was harmful, not beneficial, to the Yunshan Imperial Realm.

"Buzz..."

As the Hunting Ghost at his waist was raised, the heavens and earth instantly changed color.

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly couldn't see the blue sky and white clouds of the Yunshan Imperial Realm anymore.

He instantly felt as if he had fallen into Fengdu, with strange and colorful溶洞异景 all around, and deep within, ghost fires flickered, accompanied by the wailing of evil spirits.

Soon, terrifying hellish scenes rose everywhere, amid endless miserable wails, revealing the tongue-pulling hell, bronze pillar hell, knife mountain hell, oil pot hell...

"Ah, this."

Xu Xiaoushou didn't even dare to look too much.

Indeed, times have changed. In the Ghost Buddha Realm, he saw Hua Changdeng like a tiny ant before the heavens. In the Yunshan Imperial Realm, he saw Hua Changdeng like an aphid gazing at the starry river.

"I am doomed!"

Based solely on the most primal instinct of life, Xu Xiaoshou knew that if Hua Changdeng wanted to kill him now, he wouldn't even need a single sword strike.

He felt a dense shadow of death.

Whether the Intent Ghost, one of the Sword Ghost's three swords, had reached the super-Dao Transformation realm didn't matter.

If Hua Changdeng truly struck, the attack would definitely be at the super-Dao Transformation, or even super-super-Dao Transformation level; perhaps only his true body could hope to withstand a single strike.

Jin Ren slowed his movements slightly, but did not stop.

Yes, it was Jin Ren. Xu Xiaoshou’s true body had already retreated back to the Ghost Buddha Realm, extracting himself from the situation.

Damn the true body... Jin Ren sighed helplessly and said to Hua Changdeng in despair:

"Sword Immortal Hua, I have a last wish; I wonder if I should speak it or not."

Hua Changdeng didn't particularly want Xu Xiaoshou to speak.

As the Lord of Yunshan, he could sense that the anomaly had only slowed slightly, not stopped.

But as a senior in the way of the sword, he was willing to hear Xu Xiaoshou's last words, because once this sword was unleashed, perhaps this young swordsman would never recover.

"Speak."

This is the demeanor of a senior!

True body, can't you learn a thing or two?

Jin Ren took a long, deep breath, clasped his hands into a seal, and in an instant, with a bizarre trick, molded the multiple Dao Plates into the form of a firmament scroll, whispering:

"Thirty-six Heavenly Secrets, Great Spirit Descent Technique!"

Hua Changdeng looked at the person in front of him.

The Xu Xiaoshou before him suddenly vanished.

All that remained in his mind was that fleeting firmament scroll, and the phrase "Thirty-six Heavenly Secrets" that echoed like thunder, momentarily difficult to process.

"Dao Qiongcang?"

Hua Changdeng mumbled hesitantly.

On the Saint God Continent, Dao Qiongcang's face suddenly lost its color, and he collapsed weakly to the ground.

After an unknown period, his expression suddenly twitched, and he roared furiously:

"Beast!"

Yunshan Sacred Hall.

The clan elders gathered outside the hall door, resuming their debate.

However, with the stone tablet's warning in front of them, and with the family head absent, everyone was much more amicable this time.

But with no leader, any further refutations seemed meaningless.

Not long after, the elders felt bored. Someone impatiently waved a hand and said:

"Let's stop here for today. When the family head deals with that rat, we can discuss it again."

"Alright, I'm a bit tired."

"Me too, let's go home and rest for a few days before talking, dismissed."

With that, they prepared to disperse.

The elders each used their methods, about to leave the Yunshan Sacred Hall.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through, and everyone collectively stopped, turning to look at the stone tablet.

Another figure had appeared there.

"Family Head?"

The Family Head, who had just left, was back again?

"Has that little mouse been dealt with?"

"Family Head, you've worked hard. What exactly happened?"

"No trouble, right? Since the Family Head is back, why don't we return to the main hall to discuss the distribution of the Wurao Imperial Realm?"

The clan elders' interest reignited. Someone reached out, about to invite the Family Head into the hall.

Hua Changdeng remained expressionless, with a slight frown. He did not enter the hall, but went straight to the point, saying solemnly:

"Who has the jade token to the Wurao Imperial Realm?"

What?

The elders didn't react for a moment, but soon someone understood something:

"That little mouse ran into the Wurao Imperial Realm?"

Hua Changdeng swept his gaze over them indifferently.

The elder was startled, knowing he had misspoken and shouldn't have asked more, and awkwardly lowered his head.

A group of old men soon began to whisper. Someone asked in a louder voice, bewildered:

"Doesn't the Family Head's identity token allow free passage to the five great Holy Imperial Secret Realms?"

"Yes, but if the Family Head wants to go to the Wurao Imperial Realm, he still has to follow a formality and notify the other families, otherwise it might cause misunderstandings."

"Exactly, if you go without notice, it's inevitable to stir up trouble and give them the illusion that our Yunshan has surpassed the other families, although this is not an illusion."

"Hush, silence. Just go first and make up for it later. Are you still bothering with so many rules when Wurao and Wuwang are already dead? The Family Head hates these trivial matters the most; you all shouldn't say too much."

Soon, the murmuring ceased, and everyone shut their mouths.

The Family Head's expression seemed indifferent, but his brows were tightly furrowed, clearly indicating some vexing matters. It was better not to say too much and invite trouble.

"Family Head?" Seeing that the Family Head hadn't spoken, someone dared to say a bit more, "Your identity token can be used to go."

Hua Changdeng shook his head, valuing his words like gold:

"Didn't bring it."

Oh, didn't bring it.

This was quite normal. Which proper family head would carry their family head token when going out? Was it to prove to someone who the family head was?

To prove it to us?

That's hilarious, we're not worthy, okay.

Among the elders at the front of the group, an old man took half a step forward, removed his identity token, and respectfully handed it over:

"My token can also go, just like the Family Head's. It can go to the other four Holy Land Secret Realms."

Hua Changdeng nodded slightly, expressionlessly reached out, took the jade token, and tucked it into his sleeve.

He meticulously scrutinized the elder who handed him the jade token, from top to bottom, not missing any detail, and casually asked:

"What's your name?"

Elder Hua Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, his mind blank for an instant.

His first reaction: Is the Family Head fake?

His second reaction: I must be insane.

Is he asking for a name?

Sometimes, asking for a name seems like just asking for a name, but in reality, it’s just that there’s nothing else to say, and a stepping stone is needed.

Amidst the envious, jealous, and hateful gazes of the surrounding elders, Hua Zhiyao quickly realized something. With anticipation, he quickly responded:

"Hua Zhiyao."

As expected, in the next breath, he heard the Family Head say:

"Hua Zhiyao, tomorrow at midnight, come to my residence. Come alone; there's no need to ask about anything else."

After a pause, Hua Changdeng looked at the other elders:

"You all don't need to overthink it either."

The elders' faces twisted with envy.

Each regretted how their hands had been so slow by a mere fraction, allowing Hua Zhiyao to seize such a huge opportunity first.

Hua Zhiyao was ecstatic, his pores opening wide in comfort, feeling a sense of rejuvenation and a surge of returning vigor.

The Family Head said nothing.

The Family Head said everything.

Some things simply don't need to be stated explicitly, okay? Saying too much, explaining too clearly, takes away the meaning!

Hua Zhiyao responded heavily:

"Yes!"

Hua Changdeng then waved his hand, saying unequivocally, "Then let's all disperse. The clan meeting will resume in three days. Everyone remember the time."

"Of course."

"Alright, alright, clan meeting at Chen Shi, how could we forget?"

"Three days later? That's not bad, exactly three days later is my birthday... Hehe, everyone, please do me the honor and come early then."

The elders quickly assented, intending to leave.

Suddenly, the Family Head's voice rose again—the Family Head was quite fond of speaking today, though he didn't change his laconic way of speaking:

"Wait."

Everyone turned back to look.

They saw the Family Head pat the stone tablet.

Then, pointing to the stone tablet, and to the eight large characters "Dao Wu Zhijin, Shike Er Ting" (The Dao is boundless, know when to stop) upon it, he calmly said:

"Send this stone tablet into the space-time rift, as far away as possible."

What?

The elders were shocked and dismayed upon hearing this, some exclaiming in horror:

"Family Head, these are words personally inscribed by our ancestor, never moved or altered, serving as a warning. How can they be thrown into the spatial rift?"

"Family Head, what are you saying? You must have misspoken. Throwing it into the spatial rift, that is truly, truly..."

The elder "truly" for a long time, but ultimately couldn't utter the four words "greatly disrespectful." He didn't have the guts.

The highest cultivation present was only Half-Saint; who would have the guts?

Hua Changdeng’s face was as usual: "I said 'send,' not 'throw.'"

Is there any difference between cutting open a spatial rift and "sending" the stone tablet into the spatial rift, versus "throwing" it into the spatial rift?

Is it the difference between someone receiving it on the other side of the spatial rift and no one receiving it?

This is too absurd!

Absurd everywhere!

Thought again and again, still absurd!

"Family Head, I object."

Whether it was the radical faction or the conservative faction, their opinions were now remarkably unified.

An elder stepped forward, with an air of martyrdom, and said resolutely:

"Even if this matter is to be carried out, it needs long-term deliberation. Even if the Family Head possesses extraordinary talent and unparalleled ability, presiding over the Yunshan Imperial Realm and having the power to decide, this matter concerns our ancestor. In my opinion..."

Hua Changdeng lowered his eyelids, glanced over impatiently with a cold look, and interrupted:

"Are you teaching this Emperor how to do things?"

In an instant, the entire hall fell silent.

The elder who had spoken out immediately broke into a sweat, stammering and unable to speak further.

Hua Changdeng scoffed, saying disdainfully:

"Do I need to swear an oath with the Holy Emperor's Golden Edict?"

"Among us here, even if we share the same origin, there is at least one foreign spy."

"This Emperor is about to implement a plan. Do I need to reveal the contents of this plan to you and me, and also to that foreign traitor?"

What?

The elders were struck by lightning, their faces pale, looking at each other, each looking at the one they suspected most in their hearts.

For a moment, dozens of gazes crisscrossed, intertwining, as if weaving an invisible web of doubt in the void.

"Act."

Hua Changdeng gave the order, yet no one dared to move.

He chuckled, shaking his head and sighing, "What, are you all traitors? Now, not a single person listens to my words?"

This...

The elders were terrified, almost kneeling down.

Fortunately, at this moment, someone stepped forward, raised a hand, and shouted:

"I'll do it!"

Everyone looked at Hua Zhiyao as if he were a savior.

Hua Zhiyao's face was indeed panicked, but his heart was incredibly calm.

It was no longer about family members knowing their own affairs, but about oneself knowing one's own affairs—at least Hua Zhiyao was sure he wasn't the traitor!

Since the Family Head spoke...

Even if there were family rules, it was already beyond restrictions. He just needed to follow orders. What crime could there be?

He strode forward, drew the long sword from his waist, cut open the void with one stroke, then picked up the stone tablet. Under a chorus of horrified gazes, he sent this stone tablet, which had stood before the hall for countless years, into the spatial rift.

Decisive, swift, and utterly unhesitating!

"Family Head."

After resolutely completing the task, Hua Zhiyao's expression was calm as he looked at the Family Head, not seeking praise.

Hua Changdeng nodded slightly, his eyes showing a touch more satisfaction:

"Disperse."

He flicked his sleeve, swayed, and his figure vanished from the spot.

Strange...

The elders finally relaxed a little. They looked at each other, all suspicious, feeling that something was strange but unable to pinpoint what it was.

"Disperse!"

Hua Zhiyao had already begun to assume the leadership of the elders. He too flicked his sleeve and was the first to leave.

The Family Head left, and Hua Zhiyao left.

Now there was no reason for the others to stay.

Any further doubts could be discussed at the clan meeting in three days after they had thought things through at home. So, they all used their techniques, turning into streaks of rainbow light, and fled the Yunshan Sacred Hall.

"Come back, all of you!"

Before they had gone far, a roar came.

The elders were directly pulled back by immense force, landing at the entrance of the main hall, each one utterly bewildered.

"Family Head?"

"Ah, Family Head, is there anything else?"

"What's wrong, Family Head, why are you back again..."

Yes, the Family Head was back again.

Hua Changdeng's face was gloomy as he looked at the bewildered clan elders before him, not comprehending the information contained in their words:

"Again?"

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