190: Chapter 190 Eliminating Dissidents!

"Scoundrel!"

Ancestor Cang Ya slammed his hand on the table, shattering the teacup, and roared, "In the world of cultivation, the weak are prey to the strong; where is there any distinction between righteous and evil?"

"They are merely wolves in Cultivators' robes!"

"If you do not cultivate this, the Family will sooner or later be swallowed by surrounding forces, and by then, you won't even have the chance to be a demonic Cultivator!"

Young Clan Leader Lin Yue was so frightened that he fell to his knees, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Those who achieve great things do not fuss over trifles."

"I have already prepared the catalyst for you. Begin your practice tonight. If there are any mistakes, I will not be lenient..."

"Look at how the Family has declined now!"

"After I pass away, if you do not support this home, how will you fend for yourself in the future? Will you be forced to step down, or even be secretly harmed by those with ulterior motives within the clan?"

"You are, after all, my descendant. How could I, your Old Ancestor, harm you!"

Ancestor Cang Ya's tone was cold and stern, filled with an irresistible pressure, yet it also carried a sense of sorrow, as if to say, 'Old Ancestor is doing all this for you.'

This heartfelt speech immediately left Young Clan Leader Lin Yue with no choice.

Although he was somewhat resistant, the thought of a miserable future forced him to grit his teeth and agree.

Immediately, Ancestor Cang Ya produced five hearts, all from ordinary beasts.

Only the bear heart had been secretly infused by Ancestor Cang Ya with a wisp of Demonic Qi.

Seeing this, Young Clan Leader Lin Yue began to operate the Cultivation Technique.

Following the records of the Cultivation Technique, he began to devour and refine the five hearts. The method was remarkably effective, and after only a few hours of operation, it began to show results.

The Cultivation Technique was initially mastered.

As the sun rose, Young Clan Leader Lin Yue felt his blood and Qi surging. His dried-up Meridians showed signs of expansion, and the cultivation Bottleneck that had remained unmoved for years actually showed a crack...

The pleasure brought by this power quickly overwhelmed his initial fear.

Young Clan Leader Lin Yue looked at his calloused hands, his eyes flickering with an unusual fanaticism, and even a hint of bestiality!

Clearly, his Heart-Nature had begun to be twisted by the Cultivation Technique...

Ancestor Cang Ya watched coldly, knowing that this pawn had been completely ensnared.

Ancestor Cang Ya stood by the window, looking up at the morning sun and gazing toward the north, the direction of Zixiao Peak, feeling quite emotional:

"The Old Ancestor's plan is truly unfathomable."

He sighed inwardly. This "Bone-Cleansing Saint-Transformation Art" appeared crude, but it actually pointed directly to the Origin, utilizing the Human Race's desire for power to drag them step by step into the abyss, twisting their minds.

At this moment.

Bi Luo pushed the door open and entered, setting up a soundproof barrier.

"Clan Chief, there is movement on First Elder Lin Changhai's side."

"He has planted quite a few spies and seems to be wary of us. This old fellow has high vigilance..."

"It looks like he is suspicious of us."

"No matter, a mere clown, not worth worrying about."

Ancestor Cang Ya twirled his walnuts and said, "The Old Ancestor's plan cannot fail. Since he is in such a hurry to die, we shall grant his wish."

"It is also a good opportunity to purge the dissenters within the clan."

"When shall we act?"

"No rush. Let's see how they respond. Killing them as soon as they return would easily invite gossip. Once they make a move, we will suppress them with thunderous means..."

"At that time, we will leave no survivors and wash the opposition in the Family with blood!"

Hearing this, Bi Luo acknowledged the order and withdrew.

The wind rises from the duckweed; in this remote corner of Luoye County, an infiltration targeting Human Race Cultivators was quietly unfolding.

In recent days, dark currents have been surging within the Lin Family compound.

Inside the study of Grand Elder First Elder Lin Changhai, the lights were bright, and several trusted deacons stood on both sides with grave expressions.

"Since the Old Ancestor returned from the Black Mud Swamp, his style of doing things has changed."

"Not only has he recruited Guest Elders of unknown Origin, but the consumption of Yao Beast corpses from the warehouse is also ten times more than usual..."

One deacon reported in a low voice.

First Elder Lin Changhai stroked his beard, his gaze gloomy: "That trash Young Clan Leader Lin Yue has had his cultivation soar in recent days, and there are even signs of him breaking through to the seventh level of Qi Refining."

"I suspect that old ghost Chang Song likely met with misfortune outside and was subjected to Possession by a demonic Cultivator. In recent years, demonic Cultivators have been rampant; I fear there is something fishy going on!"

The deacons gasped.

The talk of Possession is common in the world of cultivation.

"Grand Elder, if this is truly the case, how should we respond?"

"Should we report it to the Sect above?"

"Stupid!"

First Elder Lin Changhai snorted coldly: "If we report it to the Sect, the Lin Family will surely be implicated, and our assets will definitely be carved up by various parties..."

"With such a scandal, do you think we can still keep our Family business?!"

"Rest assured, I have already contacted several Loose Cultivators to take action. In a few days, we will find an opportunity to coordinate from inside and outside to kill that old ghost."

"After it is done, the Lin Family will be entirely under my control. I will surely lead the Lin Family to a higher level, and you will all benefit from it as well. In the future, you will all have a glimmer of hope for Foundation Establishment!"

First Elder Lin Changhai painted a big picture, his schemes clicking away loudly.

Little did he know that walls have ears.

A cyan wood beetle the size of a fingernail was perched in the crack of the window lattice, transmitting the conversation inside the room word for word to Ancestor Cang Ya's ears.

And Ancestor Cang Ya revealed an expression of "just as expected"...

If the other party makes the first move, there will be an excuse for how to smear them later, and everything will become reasonable.

Three days later, at midnight.

Dark clouds obscured the moon, and murderous intent was hidden.

First Elder Lin Changhai led dozens of trusted aides, holding Magical Artifacts and Formations, and quietly surrounded the meditation room where Ancestor Cang Ya was in seclusion.

"Grand Elder, why haven't the helpers you invited arrived yet?"

Hearing this, First Elder Lin Changhai felt somewhat uneasy. He had contacted them personally a few days ago; logically, the other party should not easily break their word.

But right now, the arrow was already on the bowstring and had to be fired; there was no turning back. Since they chose to act, there was no going back.

"It doesn't matter. I have prepared a Formation. Even without help, it is enough to deal with that old ghost Lin Song. His cultivation is not much different from mine."

"At that time, I will entangle with him, and you will preside over the Formation, which will be enough to trap and kill him!"

After speaking, First Elder Lin Changhai signaled to the crowd and was the first to strike.

"Act!"

At First Elder Lin Changhai's command, several fireballs and wind blades smashed toward the gate of the meditation room, and Formation Flags flew out, forming a great array that shrouded the surroundings.

The gate was reduced to dust, but the room was empty.

After a short moment of stunned silence, First Elder Lin Changhai was the first to react, his figure retreating rapidly: "Disperse quickly, it's a trap!"

First Elder Lin Changhai warned the others, but it was too late.

Around the courtyard, the floor tiles shattered with a roar.

Hundreds of green vines broke through the ground, as if weaving a net of heaven and earth, trapping everyone in the center.

The surface of the vines was covered with barbs, flickering with a ghostly green poisonous light.

Ancestor Cang Ya and Bi Luo leaped down from the roof ridge and landed on the courtyard wall.

"Changhai, I have treated you well, yet you collude with outside thieves and intend to betray the clan. Could it be that you have long since joined the Demonic Path?!"

Ancestor Cang Ya stood high above, his voice cold.

"You are not Lin Changsong at all! You damned demon, pay with your life!"

First Elder Lin Changhai sacrificed a crimson long saber, the blade's light surging, and slashed toward the vines.

The crimson long saber cut into the vines by an inch, but it was stuck by the tough wood spiritual energy and could not move.

Bi Luo formed seals with both hands, pushing the wood spiritual energy to the extreme.

The vines danced wildly like spirit snakes, instantly crushing the protective spiritual light of several deacons on the periphery. Screams rose one after another, and blood meandered along the texture of the bluestone slabs, gathering into a shallow pool of dark red.

First Elder Lin Changhai charged left and right, but he could never break through the blockade of the vines.

He watched helplessly as his trusted aides fell one by one, leaving no bones behind, sucked dry of flesh and blood by the vines, turning into withered bones...

"Who exactly are you..."

First Elder Lin Changhai roared with terrified eyes.

Ancestor Cang Ya did not waste words and stepped forward to fight him. But with a Late Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator fighting an Early Stage one, it was naturally a one-sided crushing trend.

Finally, Ancestor Cang Ya flicked his finger, and an extremely condensed wood thorn instantly pierced through First Elder Lin Changhai's brow, nailing him to the center of the courtyard.

Until his death, First Elder Lin Changhai had not figured out the situation, and thus perished on the spot.

Dozens of rebels, none survived.

Young Clan Leader Lin Yue hid in the shadows, looking at the wreckage all over the ground, his legs weak, his stomach churning.

Ancestor Cang Ya walked up to him and patted his shoulder: "Yue'er, remember, the world of cultivation is this cruel."

"If you don't kill, others will kill you."

"Even blood relatives may harm you for the sake of profit. For tonight's matter, you shall announce to the outside world that First Elder Lin Changhai colluded with demonic Cultivators and has been executed on the spot. Do you understand?"

Young Clan Leader Lin Yue nodded desperately, his eyes unconsciously filled with a bit of hatred and even more desire for power.

As for the helpers First Elder Lin Changhai invited, they would probably never be able to come again.

In a deep mountain forest, a Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator was decapitated and hung from a tree trunk by a vine, his corpse already riddled with holes from being gnawed by beasts and insects, dead as dead could be...