Published: September 5, 2025
Chapter 650: Annihilation of the Clan (Part One)
At this moment, the patriarch of the Fu Family was not near the main hall but secluded in a remote loft inside the fortress, staring at a slightly glowing Jade Slip in his hands.
As the celebrated figure of the birthday banquet, he naturally planned to appear before the guests only at the very last moment.
Taking advantage of this brief free time, as the ruler of the Fu Family, he still had an urgent matter to attend to.
Besides the patriarch, a burly man with copper-colored skin and an imposing appearance sat beside him in the loft. This man appeared to be at the early foundation formation stage. His waist was stuffed with several leather pouches of various sizes.
âHmph! This isnât Zijin Country. Those cultivators from the Imperial Spirit Sect actually want us to provide manpower and effort to help them gather information, as if looking for some unknown object. They truly treat the Fu Family like their subordinatesâhow outrageous!â The patriarch suddenly slammed the table, his face darkening as he spoke sharply.
âSeventh uncle, no need to get angry. Does the Jade Slip specify what exactly they are searching for? If the cultivators of the Imperial Spirit Sect are this nervous, whatever it is must be extraordinary!â The burly man stroked his chin thoughtfully, showing some interest.
âThatâs exactly the problem. On one hand, they want to use us; on the other, they keep things vague, never mentioning what theyâre after. They only told us to be on the lookout for any strange occurrences across Yuanwu Country and report back immediately if anything happens.â
âOh! So it seems the Imperial Spirit Sect doesnât want the Demonic Flame Sect to find out about this, which is why they approached us, the Fu Family, and spoke so ambiguously.â The manâs eyes gleamed sharply as he considered the situation.
âXiao San, youâre right. To be safe, besides fully currying favor with the Demonic Flame Sect, the Fu Family secretly established ties with the Imperial Spirit Sect. But judging by their attitude, although we have shown goodwill multiple times, they still donât fully trust us. Looks like we need to adjust our strategy. I wonder if the weakest sect among the Six Demon Sects, the Ghostly Spirits Sect, would be easier to befriend.â The elder stroked his beard thoughtfully.
âThat might be possibleâŚâ
âTsk tsk! Who would have thought that apart from clinging to the Demonic Flame Sect, the Fu Family is also entangled with the Imperial Spirit Sect. No wonder this family has thrived and never fallen in the past hundred years!â
Just as the burly man was about to say more, an unfamiliar male voice suddenly came from outside the window, laced with a hint of mockery.
âWho goes there? Which esteemed guest visits the Fu Family? Fu Tianhua, I apologize for not coming to greet you in person!â
The Fu Family patriarch and the burly man both jumped simultaneously, as if someone had stepped on their tails. They looked at each other in shock, and the patriarch anxiously shouted.
Both were stunned that someone had approached them without their knowledge!
âNo need for formal greetings. Today, Iâve come uninvited,â the voice outside replied.
As the manâs words fell, a surge of azure light suddenly burst forth inside the loft.
Startled, the patriarch and the burly man quickly dashed to opposite corners of the room, each manifesting a shimmering protective shield.
The patriarch spat out a white flying sword, which circled unsettled in front of him, while the burly manâs expression turned grave as he grabbed one of the spiritual beast pouches at his waistâa small, dark and unremarkable bag.
At that moment, the light dimmed, and a blue-robed cultivator suddenly appeared in the center of the room. He looked ordinary, appearing about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
This was Han Li, who had stealthily snuck into the fortress.
Han Li stood with his hands behind his back, casting a glance at the Fu Family patriarch and the burly man, both full of alertness, and slowly spoke: