Turning the Tables on the Hosts

"Why are you angry, Fellow Daoist Wang?!" Fei Ye Shui's expression was indifferent, but the Golden Core from the Wen Mountain Cult who was called out felt that the former had the words "knowing the answer but asking it" written all over his face.

He shouted angrily, "Your family actually dared to harm my Wen Mountain Cult's disciple! Do you really think that with just you and your beast, and these dozen or so Golden Core cultivators, you can withstand the wrath of Nascent Soul?!"

Before Fei Ye Shui could react to these words, Fei Tianqin glared at him and unleashed a dense Sha Qi killing intent that made the fellow Golden Core Wen Mountain Cult Sect feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Brother,"

"Hmph!" Fei Tianqin snorted coldly, but still kept his sharp eyes fixed on the Golden Core cultivator surnamed Golden Core. The latter felt as if he were being pricked by thorns, which only fueled Fei Tianqin's ferocity. He gritted his teeth and shouted loudly:

"Fei Tianqin! Don't think that just because your skills are slightly better than someone as useless as Wang, you can act tough in front of me. My Wen Mountain Cult is not an unfounded sect; it's not up to you mere bigwigs to bully us."

These words were rather blunt, and given Wang's status as a Golden Core cultivator, they were rather unseemly. However, although the expressions of the various cultivators present differed, it was the Shu Household's Golden Core cultivator who spoke first before the Fei Household.

He glanced at them briefly, then coldly demanded, "Fellow Daoist Wang, are you implying that the lives of those from your Wen Mountain Cult are more valuable, while the direct descendants of my Zuojiang Shu Household are simply left to die?!"

The Wang family's Golden Core elixir expression darkened, seemingly unaware of his slip of the tongue. Hearing the Shu Household's Golden Core elixir's questioning, he instead retorted sarcastically:

"What do you intend to do? At worst, I'll have your General Shu muster his entire army and come to my Wen Mountain Cult Sect's Moqi Mountain to demand an explanation?! Or at least we'll see if the Kuang Household's clan will allow your Shu Household to use your Imperial Guard to seek revenge against my Wen Mountain Cult for Shu Household grudges?!"

"Fellow Daoist Wang Xinliu, I advise you to speak carefully," Fei Ye Shui, sitting at the head of the table, maintained his calm demeanor, but after giving Wang Xinliu another deep look, he took out the spirit silk scrolls from which they had just imprinted their seals and said in a low voice:

"As I just mentioned to you all, entering this Bing Six Prison Chamber is indeed risky; one could easily lose their life. However, you have complete faith in your sect's disciple, and have not shown any sign of backing down before, and you have also left your spiritual seal."

Even if this lawsuit were to reach your esteemed True Person Muyi, I, Fei, would not be afraid. However, I still advise you to be careful with your words and actions, lest you tarnish your sect's reputation."

Wang Xinliu knew, of course, that he was being unreasonable. However, Gong Butong was one of the most outstanding Daoist disciples in recent generations of their Wen Mountain Cult. Although he was a protector of the Dao and a high-level Gong Butong, in terms of actual status, he was not much higher than Gong Butong, this junior.

If the sect had known how dangerous this situation would be, they might not have been willing to risk their lives for their disciple.

After all, for the Wen Mountain Cult, there's not much difference whether they eat the Fei Household's meat first or later. The current pressure hasn't led to anything, and they can deal with it later at their own pace; there's no need to be too hasty.

In other words, Wang Xinliu caused this trouble himself due to his recklessness, and naturally he needed to find someone to take the blame so he could explain himself back to the sect. After hearing Fei Ye Shui's account, he was about to speak up again, but was silenced by Fei Yeshuo's cold words:

"As for the matter of Fellow Daoist Wang's intention to General Shu to lead troops to attack the mountain, I, Fei, will personally write the Purple Imperial Golden Palace Talisman and present it to Chancellor Gui during the main court session ten days from now."

He might even write to ask your Master True Person Muyi if he's planning to plant the flag of rebellion in our Capital Circuit, in order to echo those Outer Dao traitors!

Upon hearing this, Wang Xinliu's expression changed, and his arrogant demeanor dissipated almost entirely in an instant.

He knew perfectly well that the Nascent Soul sects that dared to cause trouble at the Fei Household, regardless of how close they were to the Immortal Dynasty, at least outwardly respected the Kuang Household's clan as their masters.

Not to mention that the Wen Mountain Cult is nearing the capital, even the Original Response Temple, which came all the way from the Snow Mountain Circuit, has begun to offer tribute and enter Great Abyss Capital since it confirmed that Kuang Liuting had formed Upper-Grade Golden Core.

Although the quantity of those supplies was merely a superficial gesture, its significance to outsiders was vastly different depending on whether it was present or not.

Furthermore, unlike the current head of Original Response Temple, who is the Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator Chan Master Gelie, the True Person Muyi of the Wen Mountain Cult is only at the initial stage of cultivation. In the current situation, it would be good enough if he could just maintain the status quo; how could he possibly aspire to anything more?!

From this perspective, no matter which side the Wen Mountain Cult chooses to side with in the future, it will never become a force capable of stirring up trouble; its fate of going with the flow has already been sealed.

Therefore, if what Fei Ye Shui said was true, and he was True Person of the sect, he would be questioned by the current prime minister.

Wang Xinliu grew increasingly frightened, regretting that he couldn't curb his impulsive nature and avoid making one mistake after another. If there had been no one else present, he might have already been contemplating beating his chest and weeping bitterly.

But it was too late for regrets at this point. Wang Xinliu looked around the hall and saw that even Ma Mangqin, who had come with him, and the beautiful woman from the Su Household had no intention of making an exception for him. He was filled with resentment and left the Fei Household's place with a flick of his sleeve, returning to Moqi Mountain to report the matter.

No sooner had Wang Xinliu left than Shu Golden Core, who had just been arguing with him, sneered, "The Wen Mountain Cult Shu Household be out of talent. They actually let out such a reckless and foolish fellow. Aren't they afraid of damaging their prestige?"

The Shu Household is considered exceptional among the powerful clans, and recently many members of the family have gained the favor of the Immortal Dynasty, with notable figures in both the civil and military ranks. Therefore, even Golden Core from the Shu Household dares to speak jokingly to someone from Nascent Soul sect.

However, most of the cultivators in the arena were cautious by nature. Apart from some seasoned veterans who were equally reckless, no one echoed the words of the Shu Household's Golden Core cultivator.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned cold. Fei Ye Shui nodded to Fei Dongwen, who then lit up a talisman in his hand, and a brand-new Mirage Qi Screen reappeared in the hall.

Fei Ye Shui glanced again at Kang Dabao and the other two, who were distributing the spoils of war on the Mirage Qi Screen, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, she slightly beckoned to Fei Shuhe, who was standing quietly in a corner with a worried expression.

"Girl, come forward."

Although "Ancestor" Fei Shuhe was surprised, she still walked quickly to the front of the hall and bowed gracefully.

Fei Ye Shui said gently, "I just heard Nanying's letter mention that you wanted to ask for a spot in the Fei Household's Hundred-Fruit Secret Realm for that Kang son-in-law, so he could have a chance to succeed, is that right?!"

As a daughter of a prominent family, Fei Shuhe didn't understand why her matriarch was asking the question, but she quickly replied in a clear voice, "Shuhe hopes that her husband will make rapid progress and contribute more to the family."

These words made many of the Fei Household's senior scholars in the hall laugh. Pleasant words are nice to hear, but whether they are true or not is not something to worry about too much.

Fei Ye Shui laughed after hearing this, but what she said next made the other Fei Household cultivators in the room unable to laugh:

"The Hundred-Fruit Secret Realm is merely a training ground for my Fei Household's Foundation Establishment juniors. Letting our son-in-law Kang go in would be a waste of his talents. If word gets out, people might laugh at our family for mistreating our son-in-law and being stingy."

At this point, Fei Ye Shui paused, glanced around at the group of upper-level cultivators from the Fei Household, and then spoke calmly again, "This spot should be given to your son, girl; that would be appropriate."

Upon hearing this, the smiles on the faces of the various members of the Fei Household instantly froze.

This Hundred-Fruit Secret Realm contains mostly excellent resources usable by those in the Foundation Establishment stage. Few who enter it fail to gain anything, and their chances of Core Formation are always higher than others.

However, this secret realm only opens once every sixty years, and only ten slots are available each time, while the Ying Prefecture Fei Household has more than ten of them.

Because half of these ten spots are allocated to the strongest Esteemed Jade Hall, Shang Yutang, weaker sects would likely have to wait several lifetimes to get one. And now, our ancestor has so casually granted one away?

Not only that, the cultivators saw Fei Shuhe below the hall both surprised and delighted. Before they could even express their gratitude, they heard Fei Ye Shui, who was seated at the head of the table, speak up, "If that young master Kang can kill another one in the Bing Six Prison Chamber, then let your other son go in as well."

It was only because Fei Ye Shui held considerable prestige within the Ying Prefecture Fei Household that the upper-level cultivators in the hall, despite their unpleasant expressions, dared not utter a word.

Ignoring the overjoyed Fei Shuhe below, Fei Tianqin looked instead at the seemingly kind and gentle Fei Ye Shui with a worried expression. However, he didn't speak at this moment, but instead let out a cold snort, which brought the group of Fei Household in the hall back to their senses.

Everyone knew that this Old Ancestor Tianqin was extremely eccentric, so after hearing this cold snort, who would dare to show any displeasure? Those cultivators familiar with Fei Tianqin's temperament could also discern the general meaning from that cold snort:

"If you're so capable, then let your disciples go and kill two Nascent Soul cultivators as well."

With outsiders present, even the Fei Tianqin had to restrain his temper. Fei Ye Shui called over two disciples of the Esteemed Jade Hall and brought out a jade throne in front of the hall, gesturing for Fei Shuhe to sit down next to the group of Golden Core cultivators.

The old cultivator ignored the latter's excuses, and with another wave of his hand, drew the gazes of all the external Golden Core cultivators back to the Mirage Qi Screen, saying calmly, "The battle for the soul is not yet over. Fellow Daoists, do not be distracted, and observe further."

After resting for a while, Kang Dabao and the other two each took Restore Spirit Pill. This Bing Six Prison Chamber was indeed more barren than many spiritual lands, and these days, the cultivators had been eating Restore Spirit Pill like candy.

Sect Leader Kang Da's spiritual power was much more abundant than that of the Fei Household uncle and nephew, and he completed the refining of the pill in just half an hour. Only then did he begin to assess the living souls he had at hand.

Even disregarding the Gong Butong, there are still three False Core, seven late-stage pills, ten mid-stage pills, and twenty-three early-stage pills.

"Based on this calculation, I have obtained 423 living souls. No one should have more than me." Even though Sect Leader Kang Da didn't care much about the Five-Spirit Ice Mallow, he was pleasantly surprised after calculating the number.

These False Core, severely injured and placed in the Bing Six Prison Chamber with their lives hanging in the balance, have managed to survive until now; they must have some special skills.

Funeng and Han Chengfeng may have the strength, but they may not have the Sect Leader Kang Da to collect a False Core soul. Even if they go alone and are more efficient, they may not be able to collect as many souls as the latter.

After Kang Dabao finished settling the accounts, Fei Nanyi and Fei Wanqing had already completed the refining process, and then they set off to search again.

Several more days passed, and not only did they gain little, but Fei Nanxin, whom the Fei Household uncle and nephew had been thinking about, also failed to appear. It was easy to guess that his current situation was not good.

This Bing Six Prison Chamber was ultimately only equivalent to the area of an outer county. By this time, the three of them had already explored most of the outer area and naturally arrived at the central area of the prison.

The place remained as quiet and desolate as ever, just like the other Fang Yi they had passed along the way. Therefore, the three of them did not notice anything unusual and simply continued their routine investigation.

Fei Nanyi, having searched for a long time without finding anyone, was about to suggest changing locations when he saw Kang Dabao pause, his expression turning serious.

"Brother-in-law, what's wrong?" Fei Wanqing asked in a crisp voice, but was stopped by Kang Dabao's wave of his hand. The latter did not explain, but simply flicked his finger, and the Slaughter and Extermination, which was tucked in the Storage Bag, flew out again.

Fei Wanqing used her Divine Sense to probe the direction of Slaughter and Extermination and saw that although it was running towards an empty space, it made a muffled sound when it landed, and then the halberd was stained bright red again.

"This method of concealment is truly quite ingenious!" After succeeding, Sect Leader Kang Da did not show much relief.

It's a bit of a shame that most of the prisoners under surveillance are so poor that they don't even have Storage Bag. Otherwise, they might have been able to find out the deceased cultivator's method of concealment and study it.

Unlike the admiring gaze in Fei Wanqing's eyes, Fei Nanyi felt a sense of apprehension towards Kang Dabao.

This is because the latter's Divine Sense and pupil techniques are far superior to those of others of the same level. No matter how harmless, gentle, and respectful such a person may appear, one must still be extra careful.

"Brother Nanying is truly a genius! How could he have thought of choosing a son-in-law from a Qi Refinement sect back then?! The future head of the entire Ying Prefecture Fei Household is such a visionary!"

Once he got through these hurdles, Fei Nanyi was relieved of his worries and a slight sense of joy returned.

However, his joy did not last long, for he soon heard the sounds of fighting coming rapidly and without any attempt to conceal them from ahead.

"Let's go and see."

Fei Nanyi was one of the few good-natured scions of the Aristocratic Clan. Having witnessed Kang Dabao's fierce performance in the previous few rounds, he didn't put on any airs of an elder and was happy to hand over the nominal command to the latter.

The three of them stealthily made their way to the scene of the fierce battle, where they found themselves surrounded by familiar faces. Su Changqiu was engaged in a fierce battle with Han Chengfeng. Although their fight had not been long, it was already clear that they were locked in a stalemate.

Despite having lost many valuable treasures, Su Changqiu, as the young master of the Yuezhu Su Household, still possesses a strength that firmly surpasses Han Chengfeng's.

Furthermore Su Changqiu also had the aid of the inherited magic Law Treasure, the Profound Firmament Treasure Canopy. Therefore, even though the latter was fighting to the death and his Xuan Dao blade had several nicks, he still maintained a firm defensive stance, hoping to change the situation again.

However, now that Kang Dabao and his two companions have arrived, the battle situation is about to change again.

Su Changqiu, having taken a blow from Sect Leader Kang Da technique that shattered his spiritual shield, felt a sharp pain even in his internal organs. He immediately realized, "So troublesome, you're everywhere!"

Even though Su Changqiu was Nascent Soul descendant with inherited magical Law Treasure, he was still no match for Kang Dabao, the two Golden Core seed members from the Fei Household, and Han Chengfeng, who were working together.

In fact, he had only fought for a short time when he realized that the broad-faced, imposing man in front of him was truly formidable. Even with the Profound Firmament Treasure Canopy, a Law Treasure passed down through generations, he would have had little chance of winning if the situation were reversed and no outsiders were involved.

Just as the four of them were about to take Su Changqiu's life with their combined efforts, the annoying Buddhist chanting came from behind again. Funeng's complexion was still not good, clearly he had been seriously injured by the Sect Leader Kang Da's Delusion-Breaking Golden Eyes, and here there was a lack of medical care and medicine, so it was difficult for him to recover.

At this moment, the six people who were still free gathered together, but instead of saying a kind word, they immediately wanted to fight to the death.

In this battle, none of the cultivators exerted their full strength; they unleashed a variety of techniques one after another, truly putting their fire to the test.

The change of events still came from the direction of Sect Leader Kang Da. He used Golden Light to slightly block Su Changqiu Law Treasure. He used the same old trick, carrying a short halberd to approach the opponent. With the Eight Wastelands Suppress the Mountain Suppression, the fist energy landed in Su Changqiu's arms, causing him to almost faint from the pain.

With Su Changqiu's side suffering a setback, the pressure naturally fell on Funeng. Although the latter's Pure Lotus First Ground Aspect was extraordinary, he could withstand the attack of four people. However, after a short while, he was in grave danger and suffered many physical injuries.

Meanwhile, the pot-bellied young man surnamed Su, who was lying in the blood pool of Magnet Mountain, had glimpsed this scene through the spots of flower petals hidden in the grass.

Seeing the carnage and deadly attacks on both sides, the pot-bellied youth immediately smiled again. He sat up from the pool of blood, and his belly, already the size of a football, visibly swelled even more.

He was clearly aware of the changes his body was undergoing, and showed no surprise. He simply smiled and said to Cui Wuyang, who was standing to the side:

"Haha, Senior Cui, we can send out our troops now. These seeds are incredibly valuable; we can't let too many perish! Otherwise, we'll lose more resources and ruin our plans!"

The latter hesitated for a moment, then, without saying much, gathered the 120 men who had just begun to take shape together and rushed out.

The six people outside Magnet Mountain were still locked in fierce combat. Su Changqiu's condition had become so critical that even the beautiful woman of the Su Household frowned, finding it difficult to feel at ease.

However, Su Changqiu was an experienced warrior and possessed a protective treasure bestowed by True Person master, so the main attacker, Sect Leader Kang Da, was unable to defeat him for a time.

At that moment, the hundred convicts who had made no attempt to conceal their tracks and had run out boldly were also noticed by the cultivators present.

The leader, Cui Wuyang, exuded an imposing aura. A roughly made banner was bound to a middle-aged cultivator who had been humiliated beyond recognition. Sect Leader Kang Da, with his sharp eyesight, recognized the man at a glance:

"Uncle Nanxin."

The cultivators, who had been locked in a fierce battle, suddenly became perfectly in sync and ceased their attacks. This was because, at this moment, all of them clearly saw. "The prey in the hunting ground has grown fangs! It wants to devour its prey!"