Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

The moment the bright light appeared, Hou Yuxiao realized that Duanmu Hong could no longer restrain himself, and had made a move against Ziquan and the others. However, he believed that with the suppression of the army's vital energy, even if Duanmu Hong was strong, killing Ziquan wouldn't be easy. Thus, he merely warned Ziquan without rushing to assist him immediately.

What he never expected was that Qing Xuan acted as well!

The bright black spear in Duanmu Hong's hands, which pierced through Ziquan's head, was not fatal. After all, Ziquan was a Sub-Saint of Martial Dao, and unless his martial spirit's phantom was shattered, no matter how severe the physical injury, he could still recover.

What was truly fatal came from behind Ziquan.

A longsword emitting a dark green aura had somehow already shattered Ziquan's martial spirit phantom from behind. The blade's glow pierced through the martial spirit, enveloping his entire body. The dark green light contained an immense Qingmu force, tearing his body apart inch by inch. Combined with Duanmu Hong's spear, it frantically sapped away Ziquan's dwindling life force.

As Ziquan desperately clung to his fading life, trying to turn around, Qing Xuan behind him, and Duanmu Hong above his head, gave him no chance at all, furiously driving their spear and sword glows to hasten the theft of his last vestiges of life.

The four elders of the Zimiao Tribe, just like him, were each ambushed by a Peak Grandmaster from the Rakshasa Holy Sect. Their weapons shattered the broken singularities behind them, draining their life force even faster than Ziquan's.

In less than ten breaths, a Sub-Saint of Martial Dao and four heavily wounded masters were killed by the hands of Duanmu Hong, Qing Xuan, and four other Peak Grandmasters of the Rakshasa Holy Sect.

Tss...

As Duanmu Hong withdrew his spear, lifting Ziquan's body with it, he turned to look at Hou Yuxiao with a smile, his tone mocking, "Master of Hou Family, taking advantage of someone's predicament does not a hero make..."

"You dare accuse me of taking advantage when you did the same, hmph!"

A Sub-Saint of Martial Path, who might have pledged loyalty to Hexi, was now dead. Hou Yuxiao was both shocked and enraged. Looking at Qing Xuan standing beside Duanmu Hong, his mind and spirit moved slightly as he sneered, "They can kill those in Heigu, kill Ziquan, who knows when they will start killing you and Bai Tong. Does Chief Qing really intend to follow the Rakshasa Holy Sect and continue down this dark path?"

"My heart towards the Sect Hierarch is as clear as the sun and the moon, hardly something your few words can instigate. The Hou Clan owes its prosperity in Hexi to the Sect Hierarch's grace. Yet now, instead of repaying that debt, knowing well that Nanjiang is under the Sect Hierarch's protection, you dare to raise an army against us, clearly an act of heinous treason. Master of Hou Family, I advise you, it's not too late to turn back, otherwise once the Sect Hierarch arrives personally, your Hexi properties will vanish in an instant."

His attempt to drive a wedge failed, and he was warned instead!

This Qing Xuan, so loyal to Sikong Yue?

Hou Yuxiao was naturally not intimidated by Qing Xuan's speech. He was indeed afraid of Sikong Yue's personal arrival, but after all, the Rakshasa Holy Sect was currently engaged in a decisive battle with the Blood Spirit Demon Sect in Bingzhou, and Sikong Yue couldn't possibly come.

"Sikong Yue really is lucky to have found such a faithful dog like you."

"To serve the Sect Hierarch is Qing Xuan's fortune, what would you know!"

At this moment, as Hou Yuxiao looked at Qing Xuan's indifferent face, his own face filled with bewilderment. Having just failed to stir conflict and being reprimanded, he naturally wanted to provoke Qing Xuan.

To say nothing of a Sub-Saint of Martial Dao, every martial artist has some temper, not to mention, Qing Xuan having been the revered leader of the Temple and the foremost individual in Nanjiang for many years. Being scolded as Sikong Yue's dog to his face, yet not showing even a hint of anger, nor any change in expression, was something Hou Yuxiao didn't catch at all.

How could one be so loyal?

All of Hou Yuxiao's puzzlement towards Qing Xuan transformed into wariness of Sikong Yue. Sikong Yue had left Zhaoyang ten years ago and then went to Nanjiang to quell a rebellion; at that time, her cultivation was only at the Second Realm Grandmaster level. How did she manage to tame a Sub-Saint of Martial Dao like Qing Xuan so thoroughly?

This woman's tactics are frankly unimaginable...

"Master of Hou Family, aren't you going to keep us?"

Hearing Duanmu Hong's provocation, Hou Yuxiao did not respond, simply looking at the group of six with a calm expression. The once furious Ziquan, now a corpse, was a bloody lesson right before his eyes, which he certainly took as a warning to stay cool.

If he could take out Duanmu Hong and Qing Xuan earlier, he certainly would wish for it, but the problem was that he couldn't achieve it. Even with the suppression of Hexi's army's vital energy, he wasn't confident he could capture two Sub-Saints of Martial Dao and four Peak Grandmasters of the Rakshasa Holy Sect. Somewhat concerned, he even had to worry about the opponents' desperate counterattacks.

"Don't be too pleased with yourself; the Zimiao Tribe's great army has collapsed, and with just the forces you have on hand, you are no longer capable of resisting Hexi. If you continue to hide in Qingmiao City, you're merely prolonging the inevitable, hmph!"

The disastrous ambush led to the death of at least two hundred thousand troops from the Zimiao Tribe. The remaining troops that fled, even if not caught up by Hou Yucheng, are likely to scatter elsewhere, and only a few would manage to return to Qingmiao City.

This also meant that Qingmiao City now could muster at most an army of one million two hundred thousand from the Qingmiao and Baimiao tribes. Even if Zimiao's hundred thousand troops could return, adding up to one million three hundred thousand, although not a negligible force compared to before, the military advantage of the Nanjiang Allied Forces over Hexi had completely disappeared.

So, despite feeling regret over Ziquan's death, Hou Yuxiao was very confident about the upcoming battle for Qingmiao City. As for Duanmu Hong's taunts, he didn't take them seriously at all.