Unfortunately, before this overwhelming power, no matter how Fu Qingyun's Nascent Soul reacted, he had no room whatsoever to struggle or resist.
With a muffled puff, the Nascent Soul was pierced through by that force, and its spirit instantly withered.
A few breaths later, Fu Qingyun collapsed to the ground again, gasping for air in great mouthfuls, looking as though he had been fished out of water.
The formidable aura that had once surrounded him was now less than one percent of what it had been.
He was now inferior even to a Golden Pill Cultivator.
"My... my cultivation has nearly been completely crippled. Why?"
Gritting his teeth, fury filled Fu Qingyun's face as he raised his hand, about to throw away the jade sword in his grasp.
But after lifting his arm, he slowly lowered it again.
"So... this is my punishment? Fine. With this item in hand, I can at least protect the Fu Family for several hundred years. That is enough."
He was no fool. In an instant, he understood Su Shi'er's intention in doing this.
As the Fu Family's Great Elder, he had turned a blind eye while the other elders freely seized others' spiritual roots.
The others had been slain by the ancestor, and as for him... it was not as though he bore no blame at all.
The ancestor had spared him only because he hoped Fu Qingyun would remain useful and continue protecting the Fu Family.
And now, the jade sword left behind by that Body Integration Realm senior was enough to safeguard the Fu Family for several hundred years.
Then whether he... lived or died no longer mattered much.
But the Fu Family still needed someone to hold the reins, and to prevent the previous tragedy from happening again, he... was the