The Inflated Dong Family

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The rafter that sticks out rots first.

No saying was more fitting for the Dong family at this moment.

The Dong family had once been somewhat renowned, but they had still been reasonable. Their competition for cultivation resources had been limited to self-preservation.

But Ye Tian's sudden return this time had turned the Dong family's attitude upside down.

With such demands for immortal stones, even a fool could tell that the Dong family must have produced some extraordinary cultivation talent.

Yet upon closer thought, layer upon layer of doubts surfaced. This Dong family no longer seemed to be the somewhat detached cultivation sect it had once been. Instead, it was even more disgraceful than ordinary sects.

"You're working this hard. How many benefits has the Dong family given you?" Ye Tian asked the person rushing toward him.

Bang! A ghost-head saber chopped down between Ye Tian's two fingers, and the clang of copper and iron rang out.

Without any flourish, Ye Tian flicked his two fingers. With a clang, waves of sound surged around him, rippling outward like water.

Cracks densely covered the ghost-head saber. The man holding it stared at Ye Tian, a savage grin lingering in his eyes, his ghastly white teeth radiating chilling menace.

"If this is all you can do, I advise you to stop while you can. Don't come out and harm others again." Before his words had faded, the ghost-head saber had already shattered into fragments. The moment they hit the ground, they swiftly turned to iron dust, scattering in the breeze.

Naturally, along with the saber's disappearance, its owner vanished without a trace as well.

"The Dong family of today is not something any stray cat or dog can judge as they please. Especially a Rogue Cultivator like you—you'd