Immortal Cultivation Families: The Rise of the Jinling Immortal Clan

Chapter 229 Xia Liangchun's Team



Chapter 229 Xia Liangchun's Team

Chapter 229 Xia Liangchun's Squad

However, he had no choice! Xia Liangchun was the second strongest fighter in the team besides himself, and he dared not offend him too much, so he usually tolerated him in every way.

Seeing that the strongest fighter in the group, Eight-Sword Demon, had turned around and led the way again, Xia Liangchun secretly reached for the gourd with his left hand.

"Chen Jiu, if you want to die, then just run into a tree and kill yourself. Don't drag us into this anymore!"

Upon seeing this, one of the beautiful female cultivators in the group could no longer contain herself and angrily rebuked them.

"That's right, that's right. Last time, it was because of your wine that two demonic beasts were attracted. Are you trying to do the same thing again?"

An ugly male cultivator standing next to the beautiful female cultivator also hurriedly echoed her words.

However, Xia Liangchun merely glanced at the two of them indifferently and then fell silent.

He couldn't be bothered with those two clowns at all.

"Chen Jiu, what exactly do you mean?!" At this moment, the woman named Wang Yuexuan finally couldn't bear it any longer, and directly grabbed Xia Liangchun's shoulder, shouting angrily.

Snapped!

"You bitch, get the hell away from me, or I'll kill you!" Xia Liangchun didn't tolerate her and slapped her across the face.

Wang Yuexuan touched her burning cheek in astonishment, then looked over in disbelief.

"You, you, I'm going to kill you!"

The next moment, she swiftly drew a magic sword and pointed it directly at Xia Liangchun.

However, when she caught a glimpse of Xia Liangchun's icy expression, she froze, realizing that she was no match for him and that he was a heartless and ruthless man.

Xia Liangchun immediately pulled out a magnificent longsword from his storage bag, and then unleashed his terrifying cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi Refining like a volcanic eruption.

"Alright, all of you, stop! This is the Northern Frontier!"

Just as the two were about to clash, the Eight-Sword Ghost, at the seventh level of Qi Refining, unleashed his cultivation power like Mount Tai crushing an egg, suppressing the two completely.

"Eighth Brother, I'm doing this for everyone's good. In my opinion, this drunkard should have been kicked out of the group long ago." Wang Yuexuan persisted, acting like a domineering shrew.

Looking at Wang Yuexuan, who was no different from a shrew, Wang Liangchun's killing intent surged like a tide. He really couldn't understand how there could be such an incredibly foolish person in the cultivation world. How dare a mere Qi Refining Level 5 cultivator, whose combat power was also terrible, speak so disrespectfully to him?

"Alright, we're all on the same team, stop arguing. If we attract the monsters from the Northern Frontier, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Upon hearing Ba Dao Gui's biased words, Wang Yuexuan immediately turned to look at the unremarkable-looking boy next to her.

"Wang Ke, are you really going to remain so unmoved?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ke immediately gritted his teeth and mumbled to Xia Liangchun, "You scoundrel, don't go too far." His voice was barely audible, as if he were afraid of provoking Xia Liangchun at the slightest provocation.

"Damn it, you piece of trash, say another word to me if you dare, and I'll kick you right in the chest and kick your guts out!"

“You…” Wang Kegang wanted to retort, but when he saw Xia Liangchun’s face, which was as ferocious as a demon, his courage vanished instantly like a deflated balloon.

"What do you mean, 'you'? You're ugly and lack ambition. You're so ugly and your cultivation is so low, yet you dare to dream of finding a wife? You're not worthy!"

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

Just as Xia Liangchun was about to make a move, a monk dressed in tattered clothes suddenly appeared from the distant jungle like a ghost.

Everyone was shocked and immediately became on high alert as if facing a formidable enemy.

This place is on the outskirts of the northern frontier. The fact that the monk was able to come to the side of everyone without anyone noticing shows just how powerful he is!

There are only two possibilities for this monk: either he has concealed his cultivation level and used methods to hide and deceive everyone's senses, or he has a magical artifact protecting him that can block the detection of spiritual senses.

However, regardless of the possibility, it's clear that this monk is no ordinary person.

"Monk, what are you doing here?" Seeing that everyone was silent, Xia Liangchun, like a naive young man, asked bluntly.

At this moment, Xia Liangchun had already quietly moved to the back of the group. He secretly planned that if this monk was a ruthless character, he would immediately slip away.

"Esteemed benefactors, this humble monk is a wandering monk. It is truly fate that we meet today, so I have come here to beg for alms." The monk greeted them with his palms together, a warm smile on his face, and spoke softly.

"Oh, here you go, this is a reward from your master." Xia Liangchun casually took out two spirit stones and tossed them over without any ceremony.

However, the two spirit stones moved with lightning speed, as if they had been given life, and did not seem to have been discarded at all.

In the blink of an eye, the monk pulled a golden bowl from his sleeve and caught the two spirit stones as easily as taking something out of a bag.

"Thank you for your help."

After thanking him, the monk turned his gaze to the others.

"Amitabha……"

"Stop, stop! Get the hell out of here! Our spirit stones don't just fall from the sky!" A cultivator behind him immediately interrupted him without any mercy.

Clearly, the others were unwilling to give alms and were prepared to expel the monk.

The monk nodded with a smile, then turned and left.

After turning around, the monk began chanting incantations, just like an old monk who chants sutras.

Once the monk had completely gone far away, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Xia Liangchun suddenly felt a sense of ease, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

However, what he didn't know was that the monk had already removed one-tenth of the malevolent energy he had accumulated from killing people over the years.

However, he didn't care and just took it as the pleasure of doing a good deed.

Come to think of it, he doesn't seem to have ever done anything good.

After leaving the Xia family, he rushed to Qingshui County and began to struggle and make his way in the world there.

When he first arrived, he was like a frightened bird, cautious and timid, speaking to people in a human language and to ghosts in a ghost language, afraid that he would be treated as a lamb to the slaughter if he was not careful.

After living there for a while, he gradually integrated into the community. Because of his decisive and ruthless personality, people who knew him called him "Wandering Demon."

He accepted the title with great joy, after all, this title was like a mountain pressing down on an egg, extremely intimidating to others.

"Let's go, let's continue on our way. Remember, don't argue anymore," Eight-Knife Demon said with a sigh of relief as he watched the monk's retreating figure.

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent and continued marching forward.

This five-person team came to the northern frontier specifically to hunt monsters, and Xia Liangchun had only been in the team for a short time, so he was naturally not familiar with the other members.


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