301: There's nowhere to turn!

After all, the meager assets of the Murong Family could not even compare to an ordinary Foundation Establishment power, and Murong Feiyu was nothing more than a cripple.

His only value was to backstab Murong Jingyang at the appropriate time.

Now that the person was dead, the Murong Family had no meaning for Teng Qianjue.

Therefore, he replied via the Jade Slip with a calm, emotionless tone: "If what you say is true, then within three days, bring all the Murong Family's entire stock of resources, along with Murong Tingxue, to the Teng Family."

This condition was so harsh it bordered on humiliation.

Not only did it require emptying the Murong Family's final foundation, but it also demanded offering his own sister as a hostage.

For any Cultivator with dignity, this was an unacceptable humiliation, especially since this Family had produced a Golden Core True Person!

But this was exactly the effect Teng Qianjue wanted.

If Murong Feiyu could even agree to this, then Murong Jingyang was nine times out of ten truly dead.

Only someone who had lost their support and was at a dead end would be so desperate.

As for the Murong Family's meager assets? Teng Qianjue didn't care for them at all.

What he wanted was to use this matter to thoroughly confirm the Life and Death of Murong Jingyang.

As long as this greatest variable disappeared, the landscape of the Black Sha Marsh...

"The Hu Family..."

Teng Qianjue suddenly looked up, the burning heat in his eyes almost overflowing.

If Murong Jingyang had truly fallen, there would only be two Golden Core powers in the Black Sha Marsh from now on!

And he would no longer have any worries; from now on, their Teng Family would only face one opponent in the Black Sha Marsh, and that was the Liu Family!

And the Hu Family they were currently fighting over might just be the matter that would determine the future landscape.

Thinking of this, Teng Qianjue couldn't sit still.

Previously, when he and the Liu Family dealt with the Hu Family, they intended to boil the frog in warm water.

After all, at that time, they were worried that Murong Jingyang would take advantage of their conflict to reap the benefits.

But if Murong Jingyang was gone, there was absolutely no need to worry about that.

Instead, they should take advantage of the time before the Liu Family could react to forcibly swallow the entire Hu Family and turn it into their own resource foundation.

At that point, they might be able to suppress the Liu Family in one stroke and completely dominate the entire Black Sha Marsh!

"Dominate the Black Sha Marsh..."

Flames of ambition ignited in Teng Qianjue's eyes.

This was the grand plan that generations of Teng Family ancestors had dreamed of.

Now, the opportunity might just be laid out before him.

Meanwhile, at the Liu Family Territory, Liu Wusheng was listening to a subordinate's report with a gloomy face.

"Those few secret outposts of the Murong Family have moved their locations again, and our people have lost track of them."

"Trash!" Liu Wusheng slammed his palm on the desk, and the high-quality cold ironwood instantly turned into powder. "It's been three years, and you can't even keep an eye on a broken Murong Family!"

The subordinate knelt on the ground, trembling, not daring to speak.

Liu Wusheng waved his sleeve to dismiss him and paced alone in the hall.

It had been three years. Although he had used iron-fisted methods to suppress the restless elements below, the situation had returned to its usual stability.

But Murong Jingyang was like a thorn stuck in his throat; it didn't hurt, but it was very annoying!

However, he feared Murong Jingyang, so much so that he never dared to really do anything to the Murong Family, only sending people to watch them to judge whether Murong Jingyang had returned.

"But the primary target now is not the Murong Family..."

Liu Wusheng walked to the window, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked toward the direction of the Hu Family.

The Hu Family Ancestor, Hu Tiangang, had suddenly fallen, leaving behind a huge Golden Core inheritance, which was undoubtedly an extremely tempting piece of delicious fat to him.

As long as he divided up the Hu Family's resources, the Liu Family might be able to take a step further, and his own cultivation could also rise to another level.

Once he reached the Mid-stage Golden Core, if Murong Jingyang dared to appear then, he would let the other party know what "fighting across ranks" meant! And what it meant for the strong to wield their blades against the weaker!

However, this would still take some time. Currently, the Liu and Teng Families were each supporting a Branch Lineage of the Hu Family, attempting to slowly eat away and annex the Hu Family, but how much they could divide would depend on their respective methods.

Just at this moment, a copper mirror in his bosom rippled with light.

Liu Wusheng composed his emotions, formed a hand seal, and injected his magic power. The mirror surface immediately displayed an image, within which a middle-aged man was respectfully waiting.

This person was exactly the head of the Branch Lineage he supported in the Hu Family, Hu Hai.

"Greetings, Immortal Master Wusheng." As soon as the connection was made, Hu Hai respectfully performed a grand kowtow.

"Speak." Liu Wusheng was concise.

Hu Hai's face immediately revealed a grave expression: "Immortal Master, the main lineage has been frequently active recently, seemingly preparing for a final struggle. Hu Li has secretly contacted several Elders in seclusion, and I fear..."

"Fear what?"

"I fear they intend to fight to the death, preferring to destroy the Family foundation rather than let outsiders benefit." Hu Hai lowered his voice. "Although our Branch Lineage has the upper hand, if the main lineage really wants to fight to the death, the losses will likely be significant."

Liu Wusheng frowned immediately; this was troublesome.

What he wanted was a complete Hu Family that he could digest and absorb, not a pile of ruins.

"What do you need?"

A glimmer of success flashed in Hu Hai's eyes, but he quickly concealed it: "If you, my Lord, could allocate another batch of Medicinal Pills and Spirit Stones, allowing me to win over several wavering Elders of the main lineage, perhaps we could succeed without drawing blood..."

"Understood."

Liu Wusheng interrupted him, his face returning to an expressionless state, and then, under the expectant gaze of the other party, he directly waved his hand to disperse the magic mirror image.

It was a good thing he had almost believed the other party's nonsense just now!

Fighting to the death, struggling to the end—it was all just an excuse!

"An insatiable dog!" Liu Wusheng snorted coldly.

This Hu Hai complained every time he sent a message, saying the main lineage was resisting stubbornly, that the Branch Lineage supported by the Teng Family was pushing for more, that resources were insufficient, that manpower was lacking... In short, he just wanted benefits.

This time, it was likely no exception.

"Everything you've eaten now, you'll have to spit out later!" Liu Wusheng sneered in his heart.

However, what he didn't know was that the moment he cut the communication, the look of respect on Hu Hai's face, far away at the Hu Family Territory, completely faded, replaced by an eerie smile.

...

Three days later, on the outskirts of the Teng Family Territory.

Gray poisonous miasma surged, and two figures slowly walked out from within it.

The man in the lead had an empty left sleeve and a pale complexion; it was none other than Murong Feiyu.

Behind him followed a young girl. She was about twenty years old, with a pretty appearance and features somewhat similar to Murong Feiyu's, but her eyes were filled with panic and unease. It was Murong Tingxue.

The Teng Family Cultivators guarding the gate had already received instructions. After verifying their identities, they led the two through layers of Restrictions and arrived at the main hall.

In the hall, Teng Qianjue sat high on the main seat, with several Teng Family Elders standing on both sides.

Everyone's gaze fell upon the Murong siblings, sharp as knife blades.

"Junior Murong Feiyu, with my younger sister Murong Tingxue, pays respects to the Immortal Master."

Murong Feiyu bowed, his posture extremely low.

Teng Qianjue did not respond immediately; his Divine Sense surged out like a tide, carefully probing the two from head to toe.

He confirmed that there were no hidden magic power fluctuations on them, and they were not even carrying any protective Magic Treasures.

It looked like they were truly at a dead end and had come to defect.