Extermination of the Clan, Calming the Heart (1)

When Lu Chen woke up, the entire pit was filled with black impurities, emitting a foul odor.

Lu Chen quickly scrambled out of the pit. With a single leap, he soared over twenty feet high, landing directly in a small lake nearby.

Lu Chen looked at himself in astonishment. His body had become slender, his skin as fair and tender as a baby's, his facial features sharp and defined, and his smooth, black hair cascaded down to his waist.

Lu Chen found it hard to believe it was him. He recalled that he had only been in this place for three or four days; how could this have happened? He quickly climbed out of the lake and grabbed Grandpa Feng, asking, "Grandpa Feng, how did I become like this?"

"You've successfully entered the Qi Gathering Realm. Your body has been strengthened, and your physical strength has reached the Grand Perfection of the Qi Gathering Realm. A single punch carries about a thousand jin of force. Once your cultivation catches up, your strength will double."

"Moreover, your strength per minor realm is a thousand jin, which is twice that of an ordinary person. Once your cultivation reaches the Grand Perfection of the Qi Gathering Realm, a single punch will exert nearly ten thousand jin of force, and it will increase even more with certain opportunities," Grandpa Feng looked up and said to Lu Chen with a smile. "You can try your strength now and get used to it."

Lu Chen swung his hand and struck a rock. With a bang, the rock instantly shattered.

Seeing this, Lu Chen could no longer contain his excitement. He shouted to the sky, "I can finally cultivate! I am a cultivator!"

Grandpa Feng suddenly grabbed Lu Chen. "We should leave now. I will accompany you in your cultivation for a while."

Lu Chen looked at Grandpa Feng in surprise. "Grandpa Feng, you're coming with me? That's wonderful! My grandfather will be so happy if you come back with me."

Grandpa Feng smiled and replied, "My mission is complete. I need to go out and see what has happened on the continent and why the Primal Yang Twin Fish Compass shattered like this. Since my true body has ascended, I can only reside in your Twin Fish Plate to go out. Besides, you still need my guidance in your cultivation, don't you? Hahaha."

With that, he led Lu Chen away.

Standing outside the city, Grandpa Feng held the Twin Fish Plate and formed a hand seal, absorbing the entire city, along with the medicinal herbs, spirit plants, and the phantom image of the old man outside, into the Twin Fish Plate.

On the way back, Grandpa Feng began to guide Lu Chen in using the Twin Fish Plate through his consciousness.

Inside the Twin Fish Plate, Lu Chen looked at the space within. He had never seen such a magical treasure before.

Grandpa Feng explained, "This is a magical treasure I used during my previous cultivation. It's a world of its own, with seven layers of space that I created, containing secret techniques, spiritual powers, elixirs, equipment, spirit plants, and spirit beasts."

"Your cultivation is insufficient now, so you can only use the middle layer of space. This area has the densest spiritual energy and can be used as a cultivation ground. When your cultivation advances in the future and you retrieve the other fragments, the spiritual energy concentration of the entire space will double, and its functions will increase."

Unknowingly, they had reached the entrance of the village. Just as Lu Chen was about to rush in, Grandpa Feng pulled him back.

Grandpa Feng looked at the village, his brow furrowed. Although he hadn't returned in a long time, the village's aura should not be filled with the smell of blood. This place was dangerous.

Lu Chen looked at Grandpa Feng, not understanding what he meant, and turned back to look at him.

"Grandpa Feng, let's go. You've been in the ancient locust tree for a long time; you must miss this place."

"You'd better be mentally prepared. Something seems to have happened here."

Grandpa Feng gathered all his cultivation, ready to act immediately if any problems arose.

Lu Chen felt strange hearing Grandpa Feng's words. How could the place where he had lived for so long be dangerous?

Upon entering the village, a strong smell of blood immediately assaulted them. Blood stained the ground throughout the village.

Seeing the scene, Lu Chen's eyes reddened, and he charged forward.

The first thing he saw was Aunt Wang, holding Little Doggy, frozen in a running pose, but impaled from behind by a sword, pinning her to the ground as blood flowed continuously.

Looking at the corpses of Aunt Wang and Little Doggy, Lu Chen recalled how they had encouraged him to work hard just two days prior. He remembered Little Doggy's promise to cultivate together, but now this scene...

Lu Chen gently placed Aunt Wang and Little Doggy on the ground, trembling helplessly. Perhaps not being able to cultivate was just a temporary sadness for Lu Chen, but now, seeing his loved ones die before his eyes, all he felt was despair.

Lu Chen suddenly thought of his grandfather and ran home like a madman, shouting, "Grandpa, Grandpa is still here! Aunt Wang and Little Doggy are gone. Grandpa, you must not be harmed."

Grandpa Feng's brow furrowed. He knew that two people couldn't possibly create such a strong smell of blood. There must have been more people killed. He quickly followed Lu Chen inside.

Along the way, Lu Chen saw the villagers he had lived with for so long.

Uncle Wang, Aunt Sun, Brother Xiao Ma, and Grandpa Zhao would always bring him novelties when they returned from work or hunting. Just two days ago, Brother Xiao Ma had patted Lu Chen's head and said he believed Lu Chen would surely become the first cultivator in the village. But now, they all lay on the ground.

Just then, a voice reached Lu Chen's ears, "Run! A group of cultivators came to steal the Heavenly Emperor's treasure. All the villagers have been killed."

The speaker was the village's old beggar, covered in blood, looking at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen rushed over and tearfully hugged the old beggar. "Grandpa Beggar, it's me, Little Lu! I can cultivate now. Why has the village become like this? Where have all the villagers gone? Where is my grandfather?"

The old beggar struggled to open his eyes and looked at Lu Chen. "Little Lu, is that you? You've become a cultivator. Your grandfather was taken to the ancestral hall to hand over the Heavenly Emperor's treasure."

Suddenly, the old beggar seemed to remember something and pushed Lu Chen away. "You run! You're no match for those people. You run! You must survive, you must survive..."

Before he could finish speaking, the old beggar's hand drooped, and he stopped breathing.

"Grandpa Beggar, Grandpa Beggar, don't die, don't die." Lu Chen looked at the old beggar, his body trembling helplessly.

Grandpa Feng watched from the side. He hadn't expected the village to become like this. He looked towards the ancestral hall. "Stop crying. If there's still time, perhaps your grandfather can be saved."

Grandpa Feng sensed the presence of living people in the ancestral hall.

"Really, Grandpa Feng? Then let's hurry."

With that, Lu Chen quickly placed the old beggar on the ground and followed Grandpa Feng towards the ancestral hall.

Outside the ancestral hall, Grandpa Feng pulled Lu Chen behind him and hid them by a haystack. "There are a group of people inside. We can't rush in. The Twin Fish Plate's spiritual power was almost depleted last time. Without spiritual energy replenishment, I might not be able to defeat them. We have to think of a way."

Grandpa Feng had Lu Chen take out the Twin Fish Plate. "I will borrow your body to perform a secret technique once. However, after the secret technique, without spiritual energy support, I will be weak for a long time. So, we only have one chance."

Lu Chen looked at Grandpa Feng and nodded heavily. "Saving Grandpa is the priority."

Grandpa Feng held the Twin Fish Plate in his left hand, pointing it at Lu Chen, and formed a hand seal with his right. A green light rose from Lu Chen's body; this was Grandpa Feng's wood attribute color.

Lu Chen felt his aura gradually strengthening. Is this what a true cultivator is like? Lu Chen murmured.

The aura gradually stabilized. Lu Chen looked at Grandpa Feng. "Grandpa Feng, what should I do?"

Feng Tiancheng retrieved the Twin Fish Plate. "I will take over your body, and you can watch from the side. Today will be my first lesson to you: calming the mind."

Feng Tiancheng extended both hands above his head and made a gesture. Lu Chen's body unconsciously followed suit. Feng Tiancheng transformed into a beam of cyan-green light and merged into Lu Chen's brow, taking control of his body.

Controlling Lu Chen's body, Feng Tiancheng formed a hand seal in front of his chest. A cyan-green sword energy appeared in front of the body.

Feng Tiancheng explained, "This is called 'Sword Transformation.' It's a small technique for using Spiritual Energy. Once you reach the Breath Regulation Realm, you can summon the spiritual bodies within the Celestial Pool out of your body to use for attack."

Although Lu Chen felt extremely astonished, he looked at the ancestral hall with great worry. "Grandpa Feng, hurry up. I'm worried about Grandpa."

"Hmph!"

Feng Tiancheng shouted and controlled the giant spiritual energy sword, slashing at the person in the ancestral hall with a strong aura.

The giant sword struck the ancestral hall with astonishing momentum, shattering it into pieces.

Three people were directly killed, and four were severely injured, their bones exposed.

They clearly hadn't expected there to be other powerful cultivators in the village. They all stared cautiously at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen saw a cultivator who looked like a leader, grabbing Blind Lu.

Lu Chen shouted loudly, "Grandpa, Grandpa! That person is my grandfather, save him quickly."

Blind Lu did not respond to Lu Chen, seeming to be unconscious.

Feng Tiancheng looked at the cultivators before him. More than ten of them were a bit too much for him at the moment, so he had to end this quickly.

With that, Feng Tiancheng unleashed five small flying swords, which rapidly slashed towards the cultivators in front of him.

The cultivators saw the swiftly approaching flying swords and picked up their weapons to block and dodge. However, the swords came too fast, and three of them were directly cut down by the flying swords.

Feng Tiancheng looked at the remaining six cultivators. He casually picked up a long sword from the ground, leaped forward, and engaged one of the cultivators in a fight.

Feng Tiancheng's cultivation was restricted at this moment, but his years of combat experience were still present. How could this group of people be Feng Tiancheng's match? With a flick of his wrist, Feng Tiancheng executed a sword flourish and cut down the cultivator before him, then turned and flew towards another cultivator.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft."

Gradually, the cultivators were reduced one by one. Lu Chen's body's speed also slowed down. Finally, only the leader who was holding Blind Lu remained.

The leader had been observing Lu Chen the entire time. Seeing Lu Chen's slowing body, he understood that Lu Chen had reached his limit. Now was his chance to act.

The cultivator threw Blind Lu aside, picked up the magic treasure long sword in his hand, and unleashed a spiritual energy attack at Lu Chen.

Feng Tiancheng raised the sword in his hand with all his might, barely managing to block the spiritual energy attack.

Feng Tiancheng controlled the sword in his hand and slashed towards the cultivator. However, before the sword could reach the leader, Lu Chen's body could no longer hold on and he collapsed to the ground.

The leader looked at Lu Chen and burst into laughter. "No matter how strong your cultivation is, you still can't hold on. Kid, your life is mine now."

With that, he swung his sword towards Lu Chen.